Seeing the puppet's' orz 'posture, Song Shuhang remembered the secret book of the [All the Monsters of the World Should Unite and Become a Family] — the' Fierce Tiger Kneeling and Apologizing Method 'from the' 200 Must-have Skills for a Monster to Survive 'and' 500 Ways to Surrender to a Human Cultivator You Can't Defeat '.
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the nuclear silo that was slowly taking shape, feeling a chill in his heart.
He couldn't help but think of the nuclear explosion that Senior Xian Gong created.
In that incident, the experimental nuclear bomb made by ordinary humans only had a TNT equivalent of 20,000 to 30,000, but it still managed to kill Scholar Xian Gong, who was at the peak of the Sixth Stage and protected by over a hundred defensive formations.
The appearance of this' nuclear missile silo 'formed by the Heavenly Calamity Ocean was extremely advanced, and its TNT equivalent definitely far exceeded the value of 20,000 to 30,000. It wouldn't be surprising if it had a TNT equivalent of 200,000. Moreover, the nature of this nuclear silo was the Heavenly Tribulation, a combination of cultivation and technology. Its power would only be stronger and more terrifying than the nuclear bombs made by ordinary humans.
The Heavenly Tribulation knew how to use technology was more despairing than hooligans who knew martial arts.
The power of the second wave of guided missiles was at the Seventh Stage + level. The power of the third wave of nuclear bombs would probably be at the Eighth Stage + level.
Would the puppet be able to withstand it? Song Shuhang was a little worried.
Should he take advantage of the fact that the nuclear silo hadn't taken shape yet and launch one at it?
Song Shuhang estimated the distance between himself and the heavenly tribulation nuclear silo, and then dispelled the idea. He was only a little more than 2,000 meters away from the nuclear silo. At this distance, launching a nuclear silo ahead of time would only make him die earlier.
So, he could only wait for the arrival of the nuclear silo?
Song Shuhang felt stifled in his heart — this feeling of knowing that someone was going to beat you up, yet you could only sit there and wait for them to come and beat you up was too stifling.
While Song Shuhang was deep in thought, the process of the nuclear silo taking shape 2,000 meters away suddenly stopped.
The Heavenly Tribulation paused for more than ten seconds, as if time had stopped.
What was going on?
Song Shuhang's eyes widened. Could it be that the Heavenly Tribulation didn't have enough energy to form a complete nuclear bomb?
Another ten seconds later …
The nuclear bomb well in the distance let out an ear-piercing buzzing sound.
Then, a wisp of energy with supreme majesty appeared in the air, turning into supreme runes that were imprinted on the nuclear bomb. Every time a Runes was branded, it would deflect the power of a nuclear Heavenly Tribulation.
Song Shuhang's eyes widened.
The Heavenly Calamity Nuclear Missile Silo was already insane, and these 'supreme' Runes were going to upgrade it? Was he trying to kill them all?
Song Shuhang said, "What the heck? Why would the Heavenly Tribulation level up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Tribulation in the sky transmitted a thought to all the cultivators that were undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation. There was an external Eighth Stage being interfering with the Heavenly Tribulation, and the power of the Heavenly Tribulation had increased to the peak of the Eighth Stage.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
F * ck! F * ck!
Puppets could be considered 'magic artifacts' to a certain extent, and they were part of a cultivator's combat power. Therefore, it was not a problem to bring a puppet to the Heavenly Tribulation. The only problem was that the puppet had to be the cultivator's own.
Puppets were the same as magic artifacts. A cultivator had to spend a lot of time refining them, branding them with their own imprints, and completely turning them into their own.
The 'Premium Puppet' in Song Shuhang's hands was made by the ancient Jet-Black Sect for a rich customer, and it didn't belong to Song Shuhang. Its core was taken from the body of the 'Ancestral Puppet' of the Jet-Black Sect, and it had nothing to do with Song Shuhang at all.
Therefore, when this' Premium Puppet 'with the power of the Eighth Stage intervened with the Heavenly Tribulation, it caused a change.
The power of the Heavenly Tribulation increased, and it jumped from the Eighth Stage + to the peak of the Eighth Stage, infinitely close to the Ninth Stage.
At that time, even an Eighth Stage Premium Puppet would not be able to withstand the explosion of the mutated nuclear bomb.
The strength of the Premium Puppet could only be considered to be in the middle of the Eighth Stage. Moreover, the pseudo Eternal Furnace core wasn't its original power source, so it could only unleash the strength of a Beginner Stage Eighth Stage.
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He didn't expect the Heavenly Tribulation's rules to be so detailed, and it didn't give cultivators the chance to find loopholes at all.
His liver hurt, and his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.
He thought that he had a chance to transcend the Heavenly Tribulation with the help of the Eighth Stage puppet, but he didn't expect the Heavenly Tribulation to flip the table.
Song Shuhang couldn't help the Strange Puppet. Without the help of the Premium Puppet, the second wave of the Heavenly Tribulation guided missiles would have turned him into ashes.
"What a pity. Even if you helped me, you could only prolong my life for one wave of the Heavenly Tribulation. Moreover, I've dragged you down. This time, you might even die under the Heavenly Tribulation, "Song Shuhang said apologetically.
If the Premium Puppet didn't interfere with the Heavenly Tribulation, even the Eighth Stage Nuclear Bomb Heavenly Tribulation wouldn't be able to destroy her with her body's quality. At that time, she would only have to wait for Song Shuhang and the others to die, and the Heavenly Tribulation would disappear. Then, she would be able to leave the Heavenly Tribulation Realm and return to the main world.
But now, she had interfered with Song Shuhang's Heavenly Tribulation and became one of them. It was likely that she would die under the Heavenly Tribulation together with Song Shuhang.
In front of him, the Premium Puppet, who was maintaining the "orz" posture, tilted its head when it heard Song Shuhang's words. Then, it turned its head back and continued to cower.
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After another ten seconds, the shape of the 'Nuclear Bomb Launch Silo' changed again after being branded by the 'Supreme' Runes.
The entire 'Nuclear Bomb Launch Silo' was shrouded in an illusory light. Its body quickly shrank, and the energy fluctuation I've seen became even more exaggerated.
It seemed that the 'Atomic Bomb Launch Silo' had been changed to something even more amazing.
What would the nuclear silo become? Evolving from the first generation of 'atomic bombs' to the 'hydrogen bombs'? Or was it about to evolve into something even more exaggerated?
Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thought, the virtuous lamia took out the God Slaying Cannon again. The cooldown of the God Slaying Cannon had ended.
Every time the God Crasher was fired, it would consume a grade-eight and above spirit stone. Fortunately, Song Shuhang had a Space Magic Grade Spirit Stone that he had borrowed from Senior White. Otherwise, he would not have been able to sustain the consumption.
The virtuous lamia carried it out and fired another shot at the 'nuclear silo'.
Song Shuhang didn't stop the virtuous lamia.
It would be good to let her try it out. Maybe there would be a chance?
Boom ~ ~
The God Crasher opened fire and the beam of light condensed into a beam as if it was going to annihilate everything in its path.
In the blink of an eye, the radiance of the God Crasher collided with the illusory radiance of the nuclear silo.
Then, the light from the God Crasher disappeared …
It was as if he had never appeared in this world and disappeared just like that.
F * ck, this thing has protection.
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Five seconds later, the transformation of the heavenly tribulation was complete.
From the original 'nuclear silo', a fighter jet with a very sci-fi design soared into the sky, roaring as it flew toward Song Shuhang.
Afterward, the fighter jet dropped what seemed to be a 'hydrogen bomb'.
Song Shuhang was already numb to the fact that the heavenly tribulation could turn into a fighter jet. Not to mention a fighter jet, he wouldn't be surprised even if the heavenly tribulation turned into a space battleship.
"Boom ~"
The hydrogen bomb exploded in midair and turned into a sun above Song Shuhang's head.
The sound of the destructive explosion was accompanied by the classic mushroom cloud blooming …
Song Shuhang, who was at the center of the explosion, was facing the temperature of hundreds of millions of people.
Now, he could only rely on the high-quality puppet. If she couldn't hold on, the fate that awaited Song Shuhang and the others would be vaporized. If they were lucky, they might even be able to leave behind a shadow.
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When the hydrogen bomb fell, a visible light screen appeared on the body of the high-quality puppet that was kneeling on the ground. This light screen was very bright even in the midst of the explosion of the hydrogen bomb.
In her body, the pseudo Eternal Furnace core was overloaded and could explode at any time.
The high-quality puppet had already done everything it could.
However, under the explosion of this heavenly tribulation hydrogen bomb that was infinitely close to the power of the Ninth Stage, her light screen didn't last long …
Inside the high-quality puppet's body, the pseudo Eternal Furnace core, was forced to enter a 'limited power supply' state after ten breaths due to the overload. In an instant, the defensive power of the high-quality puppet's light screen was reduced by more than half, and her body began to collapse. The shell on her back and the puppet device inside were annihilated in the explosion.
However, even when her body was collapsing, she still maintained her original posture and didn't move at all. The defensive effect of the light screen on her body began to weaken, but the defensive effect of the light screen on Song Shuhang and the three cultivators behind him didn't move at all.
Song Shuhang raised his head and looked at the mushroom cloud in the sky that was still rising from the explosion. The duration of the explosion of the heavenly tribulation of cultivation and technology was also very unscientific.
He felt that this wave of explosion would last until the end of time.
The Inner World was still in a state of isolation.
In the end, did it still depend on the life-saving effect of the 'life talisman'?
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"Crack ~"
In front of him, the high-quality puppet was lying on the ground, unable to even maintain its kneeling posture. She tilted her head and stared at Song Shuhang's bald head with one of her orange eyes under the mask, not blinking even once.
The light screen on her body had completely disappeared, but she was still trying her best to maintain the light screen on the bodies of Song Shuhang and Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman.
Song Shuhang couldn't bear to look at the high-quality puppet that was collapsing.
If he had the strength of a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender, he might have been able to destroy the hydrogen bomb in one blow. But how could there be so many ifs in this world?
In the end, he was still somewhat unwilling.
Song Shuhang closed his eyes. Since he was going to die, he might as well carefully experience what it was like to die to a hydrogen bomb. If he could come back to life, this precious experience would definitely be unique in this world.
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One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
[Hello, is this Fellow Daoist Song? Can you hear what I'm saying? The signal here is a bit bad. Are you exploring a secret realm?] But right at this time, a voice suddenly appeared next to Song Shuhang's ears.
"?" Song Shuhang.
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