I write obituaries for the gods

"Zhanyi, check the live stream." Lin Chen turned his head.

"Watching, watching!" Li Zhanyi said excitedly, "He won the PK! He's going to take a lap around the aircraft carrier!"

"real or fake?"

Lin Chen looked at the scene in the live broadcast room: he saw the bulletproof head speeding across the sea, holding a selfie stick.

"Family members! Do you see that? That's the USS John F. Kennedy!"

"Lots of escort ships? No problem, they won't dare attack. If they did, wouldn't that be—"

"Pfft!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Beep—"

As the bright red blossoms burst forth, the live stream was abruptly cut off.

"Whoa!" Li Zhanyi exclaimed in surprise, "What happened? He was..."

He was blasted to pieces, that much was clear.

"The US military has opened fire!" Jiang Zhengge said. "They fired first!"

Everyone looked toward the large screen, where beams of pale blue light were flying across the sea, penetrating the clouds, and turning the dark clouds blue.

The demigods darted about in the air. Half of them thought there wouldn't be a fight today, while the other half overestimated their physical strength and underestimated the weapons of the American army.

The drone zoomed in, focusing on the deck of the USS John F. Kennedy: a modular giant cannon had somehow risen onto the deck, firing a ghostly blue light into the air.

“That thing is a blue energy weapon,” Jiang Zhengge frowned. “This thing has a much stronger impact than the Whale Roar.”

"Wouldn't this cost tens of millions?" Li Zhanyi murmured, looking at the abundant, dark blue light.

“They’re not short of money,” Lin Chen said.

Super America clearly came prepared.

"It's time."

Hua Molan turned her head and looked at the people around the table:

"Operation codename: Black Morning Star, approved."

"Let's deploy the operation."

......

On the high seas, fighter jets were frantically firing missiles at each other beyond visual range, missiles flying out from the outline of the space islands and heading towards the fleet.

Fireballs collided everywhere between the sky and the sea, interspersed with beams of eerie blue light, piercing towards the demigods who swarmed like mosquitoes in the sky.

Soon, as the last demigod of Peacekeeper Elite, "Rubenwei," plunged into the sea, news of victory came over the US military radio:

"Confirmed that all demigod units have been annihilated."

“Not bad,” Professor M gently stroked his chin, “Air superiority?”

"That's about enough! Our full-scale attack won't be stopped by the defenses of the Space Islands!"

"very good."

Professor M gently tapped the edge of the wheelchair.

"Then, let's welcome the main character to the stage."

The admiral nodded and turned to look at the bridge:

"Full fleet! Saturation bombardment, bombard the entire space island group!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

Missiles shot into the sky from between the fleet's outlines, like a rain of fire flying backwards.

The returning fighter jets maneuvered at high altitude like swifts, flames erupting from their wings.

In an instant, it was as if the disaster at the end of the Cretaceous period had been repeated once again, with countless sparks streaking across the sky and crashing down on the space islands!

The anti-missile system was operating at high power, but against this level of attack, it was like a barbarian trying to shoot down a rain of arrows with a slingshot—completely ineffective!

The fiery rain was about to fall between the islands...

At that moment, the sky darkened.

The wind direction on the sea suddenly changed in the opposite direction.

"call----"

The fiery rain suddenly stopped, and the missiles shook and struggled violently in mid-air.

Then, they exploded one after another in mid-air—

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The explosion almost turned the sky red. On the bridge, Professor M gently pushed up his glasses, a smile of anticipation playing on his lips.

"The main character has arrived," he said softly.

A figure pierced through the rain of fire, hovering high in the sky, a deep blue coat billowing wildly in the wind.

Triton lightly patted his sleeves, the wind swirling around his body, and he arrived in his territory like a king!

Looking at the steel blocks on the sea, Triton revealed a wicked smile.

"Americans are always so humorous."

He stretched out his hand, and the sea immediately became turbulent!

......

Chapter 62 Sea Fog Arrives

"A-01 is ready and requesting takeoff."

"Takeoff approved. Best of luck."

"Om——"

The transport plane glided into the night sky, bobbing among the clouds.

Inside the cabin, the fully armed rapid reaction team was inspecting their equipment. They had now changed into deep-sea armor, making them appear much more cumbersome.

"Low-depth mode charging check." Jiang Zhengge stood in the center of the cabin, scanning everyone.

"All done," Lin Chen said.

"All done." Li Zhanyi nodded.

“All done!” Lucy shouted.

“Triton is quite capable,” Black Sword said, standing in the center of the cabin with a small tablet in his hand. “He single-handedly stopped a saturation bombardment. That’s incredible.”

"Really?" Li Zhanyi picked up her phone and showed the drone footage.

In the scene, fire and rain explode everywhere, and Triton hangs above the waves, facing two carrier strike groups alone.

"That's a terrifying display of expressiveness," Lin Chen said softly.

"I hope they fight to the death, that would greatly increase our chances of winning," Jiang Zhengge said.

At this moment, transport plane A-01, escorted by the escort formation, flew over the Iron Cape Bridge and headed towards the Space Islands.

"Bruce, are you guys in position yet? Why are you taking so long?" Jiang Zhengge shouted.

"We've arrived! Ugh, this is so annoying, they're locking onto the outer six islands."

In subspace, the Orca hovered amidst a gray-white expanse, its bow slowly rising.

Black streaks, like ink, rippled across the gray-white field of vision, transforming into a trail of stars.

Those are six islands located outside the Space Islands.

"The Ideal State is charging," Professor Isabel's voice came through, "reconfirming the objective."

"Target locked." Bruce pressed several keys on the console in quick succession.

"Deploy subspace erosion pressure!"

"Om————"

On the transport plane, Lin Chen felt his vision tremble violently.

He got up, walked to the edge of the cabin, and looked out at the sea through the glass.

Beams of grayish-white light emerged from the sea, enveloping the outlines of the archipelago one by one.

Accompanied by a dizzying sound of space tearing, the emotions stored up in "Utopia" erupted at high power on the space islands, and a violent subspace erosion descended.

"Click-clack-clack-clack-clack..."

“The radar network has disappeared, and the air defense array has been confirmed to be ineffective,” Hua Molan said. “The raiding squad has paralyzed the four inner islands.”

"receive."

Wang Pan lowered his hand from the headset and gestured to the driver in front.

He was inside a submarine, and under his command, the submarine array of the Second Armed Division began to rise to the surface.

"Boom!"

As soon as it emerged from the sea, Wang Pan saw thunder flashing across the sky and surging waves crashing against the submarine's hull.

In the distance, thunder rumbled like a dragon, turning half the sky silvery-white.

"Is that Triton's power?" the driver murmured.

Wang Pan was also somewhat stunned, and his arm involuntarily began to ache—the last time he faced an Alpha-level demigod, he lost his arm in an instant, and he was already the luckiest person he had ever been.

“Let’s get started,” Wang Pan said in a low voice. “We need to pave the way for the Rapid Response Division.”

"receive."

"..."

"Boom!"

On the sea, Triton manipulated the formation of thunderclouds, and with another wave of his hand, sea fog surged across the sky like waves, enveloping the entire sea.

The fog billowed, and streaks of silver lightning bolts streaked wildly, striking the sea.

Amidst the sea mist, Triton's deep blue eyes swept across the sky and ocean, surveying the countless points of light on the sea.

That's water, water from inside the enemy's body.

He reached out a hand, searching for that special water source, the one that guided everything...

"..."

"The early warning aircraft has locked onto Triton's position. Carrier-based aircraft formation, prepare to launch an attack."

On the bridge of the USS John F. Kennedy, the admiral stared at the dots on the screen, his brow furrowed.

“The Whale Cannon will need some time to recharge,” he said in a low voice. “Hopefully our full-scale attack can last through that time.”

"Don't worry, there's plenty of time," Professor M smiled.

"How is the encryption device working?" the admiral asked the technician beside him.

"No problem, sir. Theoretically, he can't see us..."

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning struck, meandering down through an electric field manipulated by the sea fog, and hit the bridge of the USS John F. Kennedy.

Almost immediately, a loud alarm sounded from the bridge:

"The encryption system has failed!" the technician shouted. "We..."

The next second, he exploded—

"Pfft!"

"Activate the backup system immediately!" The admiral held out his hand.

The next second, he exploded—

"Pfft!"