Under One Person: The Sea Emperor Who Shattered Heaven and Earth

Chapter 172 Still Starting with Conqueror's Haki

The sea fog was completely torn apart at that moment.

The massive bow of the Zhenhai cut through the surging waves, its hull like a moving steel mountain, firmly anchored in the sea ahead of United International.

Jiang Zhen stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"boom--!!!"

Without warning, a black and red storm of Conqueror's Haki, as tangible as a physical entity, swept out from Jiang Zhen's body in an instant.

It materialized the spirit that directly distorted and stretched the surrounding space, light, and gravity. Black and red lightning roared wildly in the void, sweeping across the United International's defense line with the Zhenhai as the center.

At that moment, all the alarms on the joint international fleet went off the charts. A piercing red light flashed wildly in the command center of every warship, the alarms were so sharp they almost pierced eardrums, and the numerical curves on the monitoring screens pounded wildly like an electrocuted heart, then burst out with red warnings of exceeding the limit one after another.

"He's here!!! He's made his move!!!"

"High-energy detector burned out! Mental energy field values ​​cannot be calculated! Full-power energy defense shield activated! Quickly!!"

The hysterical roars of the great power commanders filled the radio.

The black and red mental storm, like a tangible tide, swept across the frontline cyborg legion in an instant, even from a great distance.

thump! thump!

In an instant, a horrific scene unfolded at the United Nations. The two-meter-tall, heavily armored cyborgs, upon being exposed to this oppressive force, had their brain defense mechanisms collapse instantly, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed in droves onto the deck and fortifications.

This force, beyond their comprehension, was something that even the top leaders of major powers couldn't find a perfect solution to before the war.

The Eastern method of resisting mental pressure through cultivation and tempering of the mind is too slow, often requiring years or even decades of arduous practice. It is simply impossible for them to popularize it among large armies in a short period of time.

So they used the stupidest, most direct, but also the most ruthless method.

They never intended for soldiers to "resist" Conqueror's Haki—they only needed soldiers who could continue fighting after being knocked down by Conqueror's Haki.

"Soldiers' brainwaves have collectively entered a state of unconsciousness!"

"Execute the fourteenth ultimate defense plan!"

"Central computer takeover authority - Force startup!!"

As the cold, impersonal system notifications rang out in the core server rooms of each warship, the next second, a series of crisp, metallic clicks suddenly came from the bodies of the unconscious cyborgs lying on the ground.

The tactical exoskeleton armor at the back of their necks suddenly sprang open, revealing cold slots hidden beneath their flesh. Then, countless thick, needle-like neural connectors brutally pierced their flesh, embedding themselves deep into their brain tissue and spine!

"Continuous injection of electrical stimulation!"

"Sever all physical and emotional feedback connections!"

Sizzle—!!!

A strong, blue-white electric current coursed wildly through the soldiers' bodies. Under the shock, the cyborg soldiers, who had already fainted, trembled violently. Their chests heaved violently from the shock, their mouths opened and closed, and they made indistinct sounds that were somewhere between whimpers and roars.

At this point, their cerebral cortex had lost all sense of fear, pain, and independent thought characteristic of human beings. Before they were brought back to their senses, their physical muscles and weapon systems had been completely taken over by the tactical computers of the central superpower in the rear.

"The fighter jet can be restored to 100%."

Countless bodies, now mere puppets, rose again. Their faces were expressionless, their eyes empty and lifeless, fixed intently on Jiang Zhen's direction.

Inside the command center, a white-haired general, watching the army rise again on the screen, gripped the control panel tightly and gritted his teeth, saying, "We held on! Using mechanical and analog electrical signals to sever the soul connection between living beings, Jiang Zhen's domineering aura has limited effect on pure computer commands!"

"No, although it will still affect the electrical signal, it's not a big problem. The base stations are all repaired, and the connection will be restored soon!"

"Don't get too excited, that was just his opening move!"

On the bow of the Zhenhai, Jiang Zhen looked at the puppets in front of him, which were forcibly standing up with mechanical devices and whose souls were incomplete, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"That's interesting."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhen's massive hand, large enough to crush the air, slowly emerged from his robe. He calmly raised his right hand, palm down, and aimed it at the sea surface that was being relentlessly targeted by countless mechanical puppets and warship cannons. Then, he spread his fingers and, from a distance, grabbed at the sea surface—and then, with a flick of his wrist, lifted it upwards.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At that moment, the entire United International Seas seemed to be grasped directly by the hand of a god.

The seawater within a radius of a hundred miles was completely turbulent under the influence of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power—the seabed trembled, the seawater screamed, and the silt that had been deposited on the seabed for hundreds of millions of years was stirred up, turning the originally deep blue seawater into a chaotic black color.

Jiang Zhen casually pulled up a towering wave hundreds of meters high, creating a massive wall of water that connected the dark clouds in the sky with the reefs on the seabed!

The water wall, carrying destructive kinetic energy, crashed down on the allied forces' defenses like a tidal wave.

Faced with such a natural disaster that could reshape the landscape, the top leaders of major countries had anticipated it when making joint deployments.

After all, if this battle were to break out, the battlefield would either be on land or at sea. If it were on land, they simply couldn't think of any way to prevent the earthquake from happening—the ground would crack, mountains would collapse, and the earth's crust within a radius of hundreds of miles would be as fragile as a biscuit in the face of the tremor. Even more terrifying was that they had absolutely no way of predicting where the cracks would appear, how far they would spread, or what they would swallow up.

But if they choose to operate at sea, where the water is constantly moving, they have already perfected all the targeted weapons they have developed!

All the buildings at the United International headquarters were constructed using the highest C200 concrete available at the time, with foundations driven to their maximum depths. An unprecedented seawall was also built, and the surrounding area was reinforced to the extreme, ensuring it could withstand the test.

"High-energy munitions saturation bombardment!! All troops open fire! Smash that wall!!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!

The dense plumes of missile exhaust completely illuminated the dim sky, and the relentless saturation bombardment crashed head-on into that tsunami-like wall of water.

The profound strength of a great power was on full display at this moment. A series of deafening explosions raged wildly at the center of the tsunami, and the terrifying heat generated by high-energy nuclear fusion evaporated millions of tons of seawater in an instant, with large swaths of white mist rising into the air.

Amidst the mixture of steam and smoke, more missiles continued to pour from the silos, and stockpiled ammunition was being piled onto the launch pads at any cost. Amidst the roar, the once flawless wall of water that stretched between heaven and earth was forcibly torn open by the coalition's devastating saturation bombardment.

The water at the edge of the breach evaporated continuously under the influence of high temperature and shock waves. The steam collided with the surrounding cold air and turned into torrential rain that crashed back onto the sea surface, forming a continuous rainstorm zone in front of the wall of water.

"A team of superhumans capable of controlling water, ice, earth, and wood attributes, and with the ability to defend! Get them there!!!"

As the command center roared hoarsely, the ancient frozen-earth mutants who had undergone genetic fusion, as well as the top superhuman groups from various countries, roared wildly as they charged toward the front line.

Some of them were conscripted volunteers, some were prisoners forced into military service, and others were simply dragged out of their homes and stuffed into the army because they happened to have these attributes.

"Seal it off!!"

Countless top-tier ice-type superhumans forced out their innate true qi, their skin even cracking and bleeding from extreme exhaustion. They frantically released the cold energy within their bodies, forcibly freezing the collapsing and pouring seawater into a thick glacier through the breach created by the missile.

At the same time, the ancient mutants slammed their hands into the seabed, unleashing their earth-based powers. Giant rock pillars, tens of meters in diameter, rose from the ground, like massive pillars supporting the sky, firmly wedging themselves at the boundary between the glacier and the tsunami.

With countless cutting-edge missiles, computers frantically calculating the optimal point of destruction, and ruthless mechanical modifications and elemental flesh filling, they worked together to build a composite defense line forcibly pieced together from mud, ice, and countless dead soldiers amidst the tsunami unleashed by that man!

The aftershocks of the tsunami dissipated into the distance along both sides of the ice wall, creating ripples that gradually subsided.

As the heads of state at the United International headquarters watched the massive waves forcibly stopped on the monitor screen, many slumped back in their chairs as if dehydrated. Their foreheads were covered in sweat, but their eyes gleamed with an almost frenzied joy at surviving a catastrophe.

"We blocked it...we blocked Jiang Zhen's direct attack!!"

"Human technology hasn't lost yet! It's not invincible!!!"

Behind the defensive line, the allied forces erupted in a fierce yet hoarse cheer. Looking at the massive, icy Great Wall before them, they felt their civilization had finally gained a foothold before the gods.

However, at the bow of the Zhenhai ship in the distance, Jiang Zhen silently withdrew his large hand.

He looked ahead at the defensive line that had been forcibly filled with gaps created by gunpowder smoke, ice, mud, and countless pieces of flesh.

"You've made progress!" The tone was calm, yet carried a genuine sense of affirmation.

For Jiang Zhen now, he has been practicing Quanzhen Neidan Gong for over a hundred years, and the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit is even stronger. That attack just now was at most a greeting.

Great powers indeed possess abundant resources and resources, enabling them to organize such a desperate struggle, to combine ice, soil, machinery, and nuclear energy to this extent, and to stand firm against a tsunami that they can casually unleash.

But that's all.

Jiang Zhen turned his head slightly to look at the three siblings, Jiang Ping, Jiang An, and Jiang Shun, who were already unable to contain themselves.

Jiang Ping's half-dragon transformation was already faintly emerging on the surface of his skin. Dark blue dragon scales spread from his collar to the edge of his jaw, and his pupils were changing from human eyes to golden vertical pupils at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang An's thunderclouds and thunders surged and expanded on her shoulder, transforming from a lazy black cloud into a black storm flashing with lightning. The fireball Zhu Rong burned on her other shoulder, its fiery face grinning silently.

Jiang Shun held the large sword that had been transformed from the Transformation Pearl, and black and red arcs of electricity were quietly jumping on the blade.

The twelve grand fleets of the New World surrounding the city are already eager to make their move.

"Now that the stage is set up, let's not keep them waiting."

"Brothers, let's go!"

"boom--!!!"

As Jiang Zhen finished speaking, the long-awaited final assault horn of the New World resounded loudly atop the ocean.

Chapter 173 Meat Grinder

"boom--!!"

As the bugle call for the final assault sounded on the Zhenhai, the previously deathly silence on the sea was instantly ignited.

On the high ocean, the warships of the twelve major fleets of the New World, like a black meteor shower, crashed into the United International's defenses with a piercing sound and azure flames of true qi.

Modern warfare guns and cannons cannot be said to be ineffective at this moment. The automated defense arrays on the periphery of the United Nations are still unleashing high-explosive munitions at a rate of thousands of rounds per minute. The sea surface is filled with columns of water blasted up by the shells. However, faced with the revolutionary technology of the new world, which is almost a dimensional reduction attack, the metal storm of the old era has encountered unprecedented suppression.

What drove the allied forces to despair was that the New World's formation was filled with countless users of the Transformation Beads—those strangely shaped beads swirling in mid-air, each radiating a unique, multicolored light and unleashing all sorts of bizarre abilities.

Some can instantly solidify the surrounding air into an indestructible, transparent shield; others can conjure up large amounts of acid rain that corrodes metal; and still others can even double the gravity in an area for a short period of time...

"Stay calm!! Don't panic!!"

"Damn it, the defense line has been breached! The abilities of those Transformation Beads are too bizarre; conventional defense algorithms simply can't analyze them!!"

"They're charging in! Once they get into our position, all our long-range firepower will be useless!!"

The commanders of the major powers, seeing the dense clusters of red dots on their radar screens, intruding at an incredible speed, were so frustrated that they started cursing.

Just as they had predicted, the New World, relying on its highly developed individual mobility and the bizarre and varied transformation beads, tore through the outer artillery blockade in a very short time and pressed itself right against the Allied forces.

Modern long-range firearms instantly lost their greatest advantage at this moment. In the third minute of the engagement, the war reverted directly to the most classic and bloody form of direct, hand-to-hand combat!

"Put everyone on top!!"

"Our superhumans aren't as good as theirs, but we have enough people! If one isn't enough, we'll have ten; if ten aren't enough, we'll have a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand! We'll overwhelm them with our numbers!!"

Commanders from major powers were frantically banging on their tables via video link.

They knew it was the most foolish and costly tactic—hundreds of lives were being lost every second, and the soldiers sent to the front lines didn't even have enough time to allow the rear statistics system to complete a full casualty update. But it was the only tactic they could still use.

This was the first and largest-scale direct confrontation between superpowered individuals in human history. Countless superhumans, cyborgs, and genetically modified humans clashed violently with the superhumans of the New World on the seas in front of the United Nations, which had been ravaged by gunfire and bloodshed.

In an instant, multicolored supernatural light, the explosive fluctuations of true qi, and the clanging sound of metal colliding engulfed the entire world.

"Great Thor!!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar resounded through the heavens.