Xiao Honglu nodded, and only then did Zheng Zha turn to Imhotep and ask, "Then... will your sand manipulation power be greatly restricted in this rain and on the sea?" Imhotep nodded, "It will indeed be restricted, but it won't matter on the ship. This isn't ordinary sand; it's actually just an illusion conjured by my own mage essence.

Using it here will consume significantly more mana. But it should still be enough to deal with ordinary people." "Is that so? That’s good then...

Let’s set off." Suddenly, Liu Yu, who had been silent beside them, spoke up, "Wait, wait a moment, can I come along too?" Zheng Zha and everyone else looked at the little boy in astonishment. The boy instantly flushed bright red and mumbled, "I can stay with Xiao Honglu. With the giant dragon protecting me, my life shouldn't be in danger.

The main thing is that I've never actually used my card summoning technique in a real fight. If I used it here on the battlefield, it would give me some direct experience for the final battle... Is that okay?" "...Fine!" Zheng Zha let out a breath.

He patted the little boy's hair, then addressed the others, "Here is the battle arrangement then. Everyone, let’s teach the Donghai Team a lesson about what a real Go With The Flow Squad is... and what our Zhongzhou Team is!" With that, Zheng Zha leaped into the air first, flapping his wings and flying straight toward the distance.

It had to be admitted that the US Seventh Fleet in the Pacific was truly one of the world's few powerful fleets. Not only did it possess a full range of various ship types, but the personnel operating those ships were also highly trained. Seeing the Zhongzhou Team approaching, the alarms sounded, and everyone on the fleet immediately mobilized.

The entire fleet was ready to intercept the incoming enemies. Unfortunately... they were not facing the conventional military might of this world, but the supreme combat power originating from the Go With The Flow World—a force far exceeding their wildest imagination.

Zheng Zha flew straight ahead with wings spread, his body constantly flashing with brilliant light. Utilizing the energy generated by the collision between his True Essence power and his Magic power, his flying speed was extraordinarily fast. Yet, because of this, he appeared incredibly conspicuous in this stormy world.

As he flew, the ships below incessantly fired upon him. Several slightly larger warships even launched their onboard anti-air missiles, tracking his flight path and hurtling them toward him. "Seeking death!" Zheng Zha didn't attempt to evade.

Instead, he drew his Tiger Soul Saber and executed a seemingly ordinary slash. With a thunderous explosion, he cleaved several missiles into detonation, while his body flashed again, completely blocking the force of the blast. Then, Zheng Zha charged forward, dropping straight down from a height of a hundred meters onto a destroyer.

"Instant Annihilation!" The internal strength within Zheng Zha and his Vampire energy surged violently. Activating the Instant Annihilation state, he used that momentum to bring his saber down with tremendous force right onto the center of the destroyer. This destroyer was nothing more than ordinary steel alloy; how could it withstand a devastating strike from Zheng Zha in his Submerging Dragon Transformation state?

With a tearing sound, the destroyer slowly split in half, and Zheng Zha, taking no pause, leaped up and brought his saber down several more times. Each strike carried the immense power of the Instant Annihilation state, easily weighing more than a thousand tons; each one felt as terrifying as a mountain collapsing. After a few cuts, the destroyer was truly cleaved into two segments, which slowly rose vertically, one forward and one aft, beginning to sink into the sea...

"So strong... such terrifying power..." The Donghai Team members who possessed psychic controllers could see everything. Witnessing Zheng Zha shatter the massive destroyer with just a few strikes, all members of the Donghai Team turned deathly pale.

Even though they were Go With The Flow Squad members, their own team's weakness limited their experience. They had never fought against the absolute pinnacle of Go With The Flow Squads. While they had encountered other teams before, it was only to establish alliance agreements, never any fierce combat.

Thus, Zheng Zha was arguably the first true super-expert they had ever witnessed—a figure who had unlocked the Fourth Tier Mid-level, or perhaps even higher, Gene Lock, overcome his Inner Demons, possessed self-created skills, and wielded extremely potent combat power. Zheng Zha’s strength was far beyond their imagination; he was like a demon god. "How could he be so strong?

How did he train to reach this level?" he muttered in despair. Miyata Kuraki, being a Samurai after all, possessed an inherent understanding of strength, even if his power wasn't on the level of someone like Zheng Zha. He knew that the exchanges available from the "Main God" were merely entry-level.

To truly become strong required personal cultivation and evolution. Relying solely on exchanging vast amounts of Reward Points and side-plot rewards for items only resulted in superficial strength, leaving the core weak. He recalled the so-called 'Farming Teams' he had heard about; they were basically like that.

Therefore, the true powerhouses in the Go With The Flow World must have achieved their strength through self-cultivation. Those who became strong purely through exchanges were not truly qualified to be called experts. Then...

how did this terrifying man before him train himself? And what manner of desperate and arduous battles had he endured? "We fight..." Miyata Kuraki closed his eyes and stated with a heavy tone.

"You, are you insane? You want to engage such a monster in combat? Is your head harder than that destroyer?

You're mad, you are truly mad!" Koizumi Masao immediately shouted beside him, his agitation bordering on frenzy, perhaps driven by sheer terror. "That's right, we fight..." He looked at the others, speaking with grim resolve. "We are already the weak, but we still hold onto the last shred of courage in our hearts.

If even that courage disappears, we might as well kill ourselves. In this Go With The Flow World, we no longer have the qualification to grow stronger, because we lack the courage to even try... I don't care how much you despise the Chinese and the Zhongzhou Team, but the fact remains that they are stronger than us.

To show respect to the enemy is to show respect to oneself. I will not live on my knees; I only wish to die standing..." "Of course, if the Zhongzhou Team desires peace, I will not extinguish your chances of survival, but... are you not ashamed?" Having finished his declaration, Miyata Kuraki ignored the others, cast one deep look at Aoi Sora, and walked toward the outside.

The remaining members of the Donghai Team began to mutter amongst themselves, their words gradually turning disrespectful toward Miyata Kuraki. "What a bunch of idiots... Do you really wish to live like dogs?" Aoi Sora asked with disdain.

Their faces changed drastically. One middle-aged man shouted, "Don't speak so cruelly! What’s wrong with living?

If we can survive, why seek death? Do you think everyone is as crazy as you are? If you hadn't insisted on capturing the Zhongzhou Team members, perhaps we wouldn't be fighting them!

So, this is all your fault; you've brought about everyone's demise!" The others chimed in, gradually starting to curse. Only Koizumi Masao stared at Zhao Yingkong and Aoi Sora with malicious eyes; strangely, he remained silent. "Hmph, how utterly shameless.

Before, they acted superior, spouting nonsense about the noble Yamato spirit, calling others 'Shina pigs' or 'Sick men of East Asia.' Now that the enemy is powerful, they suddenly switch tune, demanding peace, demanding survival, asking not to provoke the other side... Being teammates with you has been the greatest humiliation of my life." Scanning the sea with his mind, he picked up the limp body of Zhao Yingkong from the ground and started walking out. "Wait...

if there is to be a fight, count me in." The old man Jingong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up. As he said this, he was the first to walk out of the conference room. "Count me in as well." After a long silence, a man in his late twenties stood up.

He also spoke few words and simply followed the old man out of the conference room. Aoi Sora nodded secretly, transmitted the psychic scan data to these two men, then shot a cold smile at the remaining members before following the two out of the meeting room. Miyata Kuraki, the first to leave the conference room, arrived on the deck.

He stared at the continuous bursts of explosive fire in the distance, gripping his Japanese sword. Never before had he felt such despair, and never before had his heart felt so calm. Perhaps facing an adversary so overwhelmingly superior had brought about this unprecedented state of mind.

"Zhongzhou Team... grant me a spectacular death, I beg you!" He leaped toward the sky.