The reason is twofold: firstly, the power generated by the Bombs Dominator skill is not as immense as imagined; at least in team-versus-team combat, this mid-to-close-range attack style yields destructive power inferior to some high-powered technological firearms. Frankly, the Bombs Dominator is rather underwhelming, unless one carries and possesses an abundance of high-yield explosives to truly manifest its potential.

The second reason is sheer wastefulness. To maximize the Bombs Dominator's potency, it is best to always carry high-yield bombs, yet bombs are non-renewable resources—every one used is one less available. High-yield explosives are even scarcer, costing an exorbitant amount of Reward Points to exchange from the "Main God," with certain super-powerful bombs, like Gravity Bombs, requiring side-plot completion. In summary, the Bombs Dominator is a truly lackluster skill, capable of being fully utilized only by a select few teams—those possessing logistical support personnel.

The astonishing power displayed by Wang Xia's Bombs Dominator skill is entirely due to Chu Xuan operating behind him.

Whether it was the Plasma series bombs or the Micro-Nuclear Bombs he might obtain in the future, without Chu Xuan, none of these items would exist..." Boom! " With a gesture of his hand, Wang Xia acted.

Two Plasma series bombs flew out toward the far end of the corridor. Immediately, intense electrical light flared from that distance. By the time a wave of heat rushed toward him, Wang Xia was already surging toward the corridor on his Green Goblin Glider.

In his haste to secure the Buddha statue component, Wang Xia held back no longer. He directed the plasma bombs to wreak havoc inside the aircraft carrier. From top to bottom, plasma bombs detonated relentlessly. Beyond inflicting massive casualties within the vessel, the immense ship was already shattered beyond recognition.

Though outwardly appearing undamaged, the aircraft carrier had unequivocally lost all combat capability as Wang Xia finally reached the sealed compartment.

He had expended sixteen Plasma series bombs en route.

The coerced officer, surprisingly, maintained a degree of calm—though this composure was likely born from extreme shock. Seeing the sealed compartment, however, he immediately spoke, "You came for this thing. This is truly a nation filled with puzzles. When I first saw this floating object, all I could think of was a divine miracle. Our archaeologists this time even informed us that this Buddha component is over five thousand years old, yet according to what we know, the history of Buddhism does not exceed five millennia... A true enigma. The existence of a Buddha statue before Buddhism even originated? Or perhaps the gods you Easterners believe in truly exist?" Wang Xia piloted the Green Goblin Glider down from the upper deck. Upon landing, he had intended to eliminate the officer immediately, but hearing his words, Wang Xia paused in surprise. He let out a cold laugh and retorted, "I don't know if any 'gods' exist, and even if they did, they would merely be constructs made by men... I am only here to reclaim this Buddha component; I won't concern myself with anything else. This is ours, and you must give it back now that you've taken it!" With that, Wang Xia placed his hand around the officer's neck. Without waiting for the officer to speak further, a muffled thump sounded as his Demonic Energy instantly severed the officer's neck in two segments.

Wang Xia carefully retracted his controller, then skillfully molded his Demonic Energy into miniature bomb-creatures. Under his command, these small entities moved to the four corners of the sealed compartment door. Several small explosions followed, blowing apart the hinges at the four corners. Then, after a long, creaking shudder, the massive door finally collapsed inward.

In the very center of the sealed room sat a safe. Wang Xia already knew the combination from the officer's earlier babbling. After several careful turns, a soft snap indicated the safe was finally opened securely. Inside, indeed, floated a Buddha component, appearing to be a section from the lower abdomen of the statue.

Without hesitation, Wang Xia carefully secured the component, then directed the Green Goblin Glider upward, flying out through the gaping hole blown in the deck and away from the aircraft carrier. As soon as he cleared the vessel, a translucent protective layer enveloped Wang Xia. Several bullets struck the shield, but achieved nothing more. The entire aircraft carrier deck was in chaos; those few bullets were mere stray shots. Wang Xia urged the Glider into a rapid ascent, placing himself a hundred meters in the air before more bullets could reach him.

"I apologize; we are only soldiers..." This was the second time Wang Xia had uttered these words. He closed his eyes and sighed softly. When he reopened them, his gaze held only unwavering resolve. He then unleashed his Demonic Energy to its fullest, pulling high-yield bombs from his Space Pouch as if they were worthless. Dozens of Plasma series bombs floated around him, accompanied by a few Micro-Nuclear Bombs—his ultimate trump card, whose already astonishing power was amplified severalfold by his Bombs Dominator ability.

"I apologize; we are only soldiers... only soldiers."

Wang Xia repeated the phrase, then, without a second thought, hurled one of the nuclear devices into the void. His Demonic Energy enveloped the micro-nuke, guiding it down onto the aircraft carrier directly beneath him, where it fell through the breached deck. Then, with a flick of his hand, the Demonic Energy confining the device exploded simultaneously with the micro-nuclear detonation, multiplying the resultant blast several times over.

With a thunderous roar, a blinding flash erupted from the aircraft carrier’s center. When the light subsided, a small mushroom cloud began to rise from the vessel, which had been violently cleaved into two halves at its core, engulfed by a fireball that consumed everything in its immediate vicinity. A single micro-nuclear bomb, enhanced by the Bombs Dominator skill, proved powerful enough to completely destroy one aircraft carrier. Wang Xia, seemingly expecting this outcome, showed no hesitation. He steered the Green Goblin Glider into a high-speed attack run toward the surrounding ships. Before he even arrived, the Plasma bombs hovering around him launched toward a battleship below. A series of rapid pats erupted on the battleship as silver-white plasma light flashed across its hull, followed by a deafening explosion. A colossal hole was blasted into the side of the massive warship. A single plasma bomb had managed to detonate the battleship’s ammunition depot; this vessel was clearly moments from sinking.

(Right, the raw power of the Plasma bomb alone is insufficient, but if it can trigger the on-board ammunition stores, just a few plasma bombs will suffice to annihilate a warship, especially since the Micro-Nuclear Bombs are too scarce...) Wang Xia knew well that the primary destructive element of the plasma bomb was instantaneous, extreme heat—enough to vaporize metal. Therefore, using it to ignite weapon stockpiles was perfect. It could easily pierce the ship’s deck and steel plating, and upon contact with munitions, it would cause immediate detonation. Wang Xia immediately shifted tactics: he stopped attacking the ships indiscriminately, instead directing a dozen or so Plasma series bombs precisely at the locations of their armories. This tactic was absolutely fatal to the vessels; once Wang Xia initiated this attack, the battleship would begin exploding from within seconds later, tilting toward the sea, awaiting its final plunge.

Perhaps in aerial bombardment or naval artillery duels, hitting an ammunition depot is difficult, as both ships are in constant motion, and fired shells cannot be controlled—hitting the target relies purely on luck. Moreover, even if the thick outer wall of the depot is struck, penetrating it is uncertain. Thus, Wang Xia's attack directly struck the ships’ most vulnerable point. Within mere minutes, only two relatively intact vessels remained on the sea—and both were small patrol craft. The entire US Pacific Fleet was utterly annihilated, its naval casualties beyond counting.

Wang Xia turned toward the rising sun, looking down at the scene below. Smoke choked the battlefield, ships listed and sank across the water, and countless surviving sailors swam amidst the wreckage, screaming. Wang Xia watched silently for a moment, then sighed, piloted the Green Goblin Glider, and flew directly toward the Asian continent.

"I apologize; we are only soldiers..." he whispered as he ascended.