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Having witnessed Cao Han's utterly brutal behavior against the next generation, Harris became completely obedient from head to toe.
Even the way they addressed each other unconsciously became the affectionate "Junior Brother Cao Han".
Angers understood that Cao Han must have had his reasons for choosing to stay, including the fact that he hadn't explained in detail.
At this point, all he could do was believe that Cao Han was capable of what others couldn't and could do what he himself couldn't.
However, Angers was unwilling to place such a heavy responsibility on the shoulders of the young man before him, and before parting, he did not forget to comfort him with a word: "Your safety is the most important thing!"
Under these circumstances, simply do your best and have a clear conscience!
"I still value my life very much. We're not going to be separated by life and death. Sentimentalism doesn't suit your persona as principal. Let's go!"
"You boy!"
After laughing and cursing, Angers first quickly tied up Paul Fisher, and then dragged him from behind towards the castle halfway up the mountain.
Caution is the boat.
Even in this situation, Angers did not forget that Paul Fisher, that old codger, had a Word of Power called Boiling that required skin contact to manipulate the temperature of the body's internal fluids.
In addition, there's the folding knife he always holds in his other hand.
He could guarantee that the moment that old geezer made any move, the folding knife would mercilessly slash at his neck.
Harris, on the other hand, took on the role of "pathfinder" without any hesitation.
Fortunately, 99% of the people in the town were fleeing towards the exit, and no one was heading towards the hillside in the opposite direction.
"Phew~ The troublesome person is gone, now I'll give it my all!"
Cao Han thought to himself that since his strength had increased, he had never used his full power to release his Word of Power; he had only used Time Zero or Moment at most.
This is a good opportunity to give it a try.
A thought came to my mind.
The power of the sixth-level Word of Power, Momentary Power, surged into his body instantly, and at that moment Cao Han transformed into a humanoid self-propelled tank.
My math teacher once said that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line.
With each passing second, the threat of the tsunami drew ever closer, leaving Cao Han with little time to maneuver. He figured that these buildings wouldn't survive the tsunami anyway, so he felt no qualms about smashing them down.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or fate.
As Cao Han smashed through the last building closest to the sea with his bare body, he spotted a panicked man mixed in with the fleeing crowd...
Clyde Martin!
If the occurrence of the tsunami was inextricably linked to Cao Han and his group, then this guy was undoubtedly the culprit!
If this guy hadn't found Paul Fisher to hire someone to kill Cao Han, this mess wouldn't have happened.
"I don't know if the others will survive, but you're definitely going to die!"
Cao Han didn't consider himself a vindictive person, but he was also not the kind of saint who would smile and offer the other cheek after being slapped on the left.
Generally speaking, he doesn't like to hold grudges because he settles them on the spot!
Word Spirit·Judgment.
The fluctuations in the area, unique to the trial, instantly enveloped a radius of 9216 meters centered on Cao Han.
The precise radius, accurate to the last digit, made him instantly realize that it was undoubtedly linked to the strength of his soul, with a ratio of exactly 1:1.
Cao Han, who was at the center of the domain, suddenly felt as if he could control all living beings.
He was certain that this was not an illusion; it was the power bestowed by the Word of Judgment. Even the world before him was no longer in color, but had become distinctly black and white.
Inanimate objects are all black, while living objects are white.
At the same time, a pale white flame was burning at the location of these white human heads, with the flame height varying significantly between different people.
If I'm not mistaken, then the flames should represent the strength of each person's soul.
It was as if he could forcibly take the lives of those whose soul strength was inferior to his own, and extinguish the spiritual fire of his targets in an instant.
The fact that the Word of Power: Judgment could be used by the White King, who is second only to the Emperor, to punish the rebellious dragons is indeed terrifying.
Looking back on his battle with the White King, Cao Han realized he was fortunate his soul was strong enough, otherwise...
It's still too early to say who will emerge victorious.
Without wasting any more time, with a thought, he could accurately find the one that belonged to Clyde Martin among the countless spiritual flames.
It's like gently blowing a breath in a certain direction.
Before Clyde Martin, who was frantically pushing forward with a look of panic on his face, could even feel it, he collapsed to the ground, motionless.
When the people around squatted down to check, they found that the pupils in the eyes had already begun to dilate, not to mention breathing, heartbeat, and the like.
The sudden death of someone caused a small panic, but most foreigners are rather selfish, not to mention that a massive tsunami was about to hit them at any moment.
Upon discovering that Clyde Martin was dead, he continued his escape without hesitation.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ This trial is definitely an excellent way to complete hunting missions in the future. It can directly destroy the target's spirit without leaving them any chance to resist."
Cao Han was absolutely certain that his soul strength was unparalleled in the entire Dragon Clan world.
This can be seen from the fact that even the White King's trial couldn't do anything about him.
Thus, the Black King, who has never appeared in the legends, has a chance to surpass him now. If he were to enter the realm again, it would be hard to say.
All I can say is that elegance never goes out of style!
Compared to the instantaneous and time-zero methods, which require manual intervention, the Judgment method, which doesn't even require lifting a finger, is incredibly convenient.
"It's a pity that it falls short when it comes to soulless, inanimate objects."
It can only be said that the flaws do not outweigh the merits. The greatest advantage of Word of Power: Judgment is its ability to crush weaker opponents, and the White King achieved this by virtue of his bloodline advantage.
If we want to use trials to deal with a tsunami, we have to find another way.
In this situation, they wouldn't care about revealing their "superpowers" to ordinary people.
The massive amounts of marine debris swept in by the tsunami are constantly flowing towards the coast, which is a good opportunity to make use of them.
Under Cao Han's mental control, these shattered metal fragments gradually began to deform and rearrange.
It only takes the time it takes to breathe.
A hundred-meter-long, otherworldly anti-tsunami ship-slaying blade floated gracefully in mid-air.
Only when he faced the tsunami, which was hundreds of meters high, up close did Cao Han truly understand what a natural disaster was. If it had been cut in half as he had just thought, even a tsunami nearly fifty meters high falling down could easily have submerged the entire town.
The only good thing about the town is that only one-third of it is located by the sea.
Otherwise, even if Cao Han tried his best, he could only sigh in vain.
After concealing himself in a corner so that no one could see him, Cao Han muttered to himself, "I can only do my best and leave the rest to fate."
Hesitate and you will lose!
There's no time for him to hesitate or think anymore; we need to act first and worry about the consequences later.
"Cut him down!!!"
Under the control of the judicial domain, the ship-slaying blade, hastily pieced together from various broken metal fragments, boldly looked towards the sky-covering tsunami.
If it doesn't work once, do it twice; if it doesn't work twice, do it three times.
Before the tsunami completely crashed down, Cao Han kept using all his strength to control the ship-slaying blade to weaken the tsunami.
The power of the Word of Judgment, which can sever any substance regardless of its hardness, material composition, or distance, played a crucial role at this moment.
100 m.
80 m.
60 m.
......
As the altitude decreased, the sea level above Cao Han continued to rise.
When the height of the tsunami was reduced to only about 30 meters, the entire town of Portofino was now a vast expanse of water.
Without the immense impact of a tsunami, the mere submersion of seawater would not endanger the lives of anyone who is prepared.
however.
When the tsunami was still about 30 meters high, the ship-slaying blade shattered again into countless metal fragments that fell to the ground.
It wasn't that Cao Han wanted to give up, but rather that there was no longer any need to continue.
boom! ! !
The collision between the tsunami and the land produced a deafening roar.
To put it simply, a tsunami is like an ultra-larged version of a wave. When it hits land, it can no longer maintain its height and crashes onto the ground with tremendous force.
The town's buildings, which had not yet been submerged, were all destroyed by this impact.
Whether you survive or not depends on your fate.
Cao Han, who was closest to the coast and the first to feel the astonishing power of the tsunami, could only sigh helplessly.
Chapter 137: The Invisible Brainstorming, the Most Deadly
"Angers, where is Cao Han?"
He said he wasn't leaving with us.
"Okay... then..."
On the rapidly ascending helicopter, the elderly monk remained unchanged, his half-open eyes making it difficult to see clearly, and his hands constantly twirling a string of prayer beads.
A barely perceptible glint flashed in his eyes when he saw Paul Fisher being held captive by Angers.
He was figuring out how to bring up the "bloodline enhancement method" with Angers, which led to the conversation that sounded like he was just fooling around.
It's more likely that they're worried about Cao Han's safety than that they're actually a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken.
Besides, the monks on the school board didn't believe deep down that a freak like Cao Han would get into trouble; they were just using it as an excuse to ask, "Who is this guy who's tied up?"
"Didn't you already know? Didn't Harris tell you?" Angers wasn't going to put up with the old monk; why bother with pretense about designer brands?