Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 366 - 366 73 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters Part 3

366: Chapter 73 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters (Part 3) 366: Chapter 73 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters (Part 3) Gongsun Ce felt like he had fallen into an abyss.

Shiyu Zhongyi was able to employ all of Shiyu’s powers.

After witnessing his performance, anyone with a nimble mind could quickly deduce this speculation.

But no one had imagined, until this moment, that Shiyu Zhongyi had been an “incomplete” creation.

Perhaps that which was named the “Shiyu Project Integration Terminal” from the Void Phase Skill was his true ability.

He needed to fulfill certain conditions to integrate the Impermanence Skills of the other Shiyus.

And that condition had been met just now!

They had been tricked.

Precisely because they realised too quickly, precisely because they thought too deeply, they had fallen into this simple trap!

“Damn you…!”

There must be something wrong, Gongsun Ce nervously pondered.

The performance of Shiyu Zhongyi seemed too abnormal to him.

Shiyu Lingsan’s Impermanence Skill required blind faith in justice, Shiyu Linger’s craved supreme strength, and Zero Island’s power necessitated deep-rooted narcissism and a sense of superiority.

However, Shiyu Zhongyi didn’t display any of these traits; he was like a robot in his confession: simple, straightforward, and seemingly lacking common sense.

This childlike figure was using his siblings’ powers as if it were the most natural thing to do, which didn’t align with the mechanics of the Impermanence Skill at all!

“My dear father once said that this trap was prepared especially for the likes of you, people with bright minds and decisive judgment.”

Shiyu Zhongyi sheathed his rapier.

He placed his hand over his chest and bowed slightly.

“Mission accomplished, please allow me to take my leave first.

The cost is being unable to act for 1 minute, the reward is hindering your actions for 10 seconds.”

His actions were incomprehensible.

Upon gaining such formidable power, shouldn’t he have taken the chance to cooperate with his comrades to intercept them?

But Shiyu Zhongyi turned around indifferently.

There was no sign of other Shiyus, no sign of Yu Genmi’s accomplices.

He set a trap to gain power, only to use Curse Scale to hinder their steps.

It seemed he was really only there to say hello.

“You wish!”

As if to stop him, Shiyu Ling instinctively reached forward.

However, the power of the Curse Scale precisely acted upon them, freezing the movements of all four simultaneously.

During this brief breath of time, Shiyu Zhongyi retreated swiftly.

“I’ll handle this,” Shiyu Lianyi’s movement was the first to recover, having clearly made another transaction.

But at that moment, an anomaly arose across the entire city, which diverted his attention.

From the ruins of a digital store damaged in battle, an image flickered on a half-broken screen.

Starting with this, the same scene unfolded on every street of Weiyuan City.

From the outer layers of skyscraper billboards to giant screens at road intersections, to TVs on display in furniture stores and people’s smartphones, every device capable of displaying images lit up simultaneously.

The glow from the cathode ray tubes and electronic components illuminated the city beneath the blood clouds.

All screens reflected the likeness of the same man.

He gestured like a symphony orchestra conductor, causing a frantic cacophony to echo throughout the whole city.

“Mappor approaches!

Mappor approaches!

Buddha and gods have perished, leaving only fools to suffer!”

“Red clouds and red blood, black grudges and black hate!

Destruction looms over the Sin City, as I sit at the street corner, singing merrily.

Let this song, the Side Shadow of the Apocalypse, resound loudly!”

The man spread his arms wide, laughing maniacally amidst the chaotic song of the world’s end.

“Good morning, Weiyuan City!

I am your newly appointed Prime Minister, Shiyu Genmi!”

He was dressed in the same white suit as Shiyu Zhongyi, donning a soft hat.

His eyes, arrogant and dismissive of all, reminded Gongsun Ce fleetingly of Yan Qi, but he soon recognised a fatal difference.

This man’s gaze held a cold sneer.

An indifferent sneer that callously disregarded both himself and the world.

“I bring thrilling news to those of you still fighting—the destruction of Weiyuan City is today!

From now on, you no longer need to toil for survival because Zero Island is doomed!”

Shiyu Genmi chuckled merrily, as if quite pleased with his own clever joke.

His laughter was cut short by the sound of a gunshot; Shiyu Lianyi had fired and shattered the nearest screen.

“What exactly do you intend to do, Shiyu Genmi?”

Shiyu Genmi’s face drew closer to the screen as he responded with flippancy, “And what about you, my dear son?

Do you intend to save this country?”

“No,” Shiyu Lianyi said coldly.

“I just want to kill you.”

“Revenge…” Shiyu Genmi brought his hands together and then dramatically raised them, “True to being my son, even your goal is exactly like mine!”

Shiyu Lianyi’s pupils shrank to pinpoints, and his gun-toting right hand trembled slightly.

Shiyu Genmi dug at his ear.

“Did I forget to mention this before?

You are my biological son, and that is the honest truth!

As for your mother, she died the year you were born, so you need not worry about her anymore.”

He casually tossed out another piece of information that no one else had known, a revelation that to Shiyu Lianyi was far more shocking than the destruction of Zero Island.

Shiyu Genmi was his biological father?

It was absurd.

Impossible.

The mastermind behind all the tragedies was now claiming to be…

The man on the screen was still laughing, seemingly intrigued as he observed the unfolding actions.

Had he been the same over the past few years?

Watching his own son endure torment, intoxicated and lost in the tragedy of his own making?