At this very moment, Fang Senyan brought out an astonishing effect from this seemingly unremarkable ability!

Riding this momentum, he charged downward fiercely. With every footfall, the glass curtain wall inevitably shattered, sending large shards of glass spraying inward. A Black security guard attempted to approach the window to observe the situation below, only to be struck by palm-sized pieces of tempered glass, which sliced his face, drawing gruesome blood and sending him rolling to the ground, screaming in agony.

Fang Senyan plummeted vertically from over a hundred meters high. The debris churning up behind him rose seven or eight meters high and spread out five or six meters behind him, reflecting the three o'clock sun with such fierce intensity that it was almost impossible to look at!

The Sphinx, faced with this situation, also lifted its head and lashed its tail, issuing a piercing roar. Yellow sand soared into the sky, seeming to obscure all the clouds above. But Zi and Jiao Shi were not idle either; they simultaneously focused their combined attack on the Sphinx below.

The wind howled past their ears. Fang Senyan, carrying the momentum of his dive, coiled his fist and then struck down like a meteor. The Sphinx simultaneously opened its massive maw to launch a deadly counterattack, creating an area around itself where the air seemed to be sucked into a vacuum.

The two collided in an instant!

After an indescribable flash of light, a hurricane thick with sand descended upon the location. It was said that the amount of yellow sand swept up near Benghazi weighed at least several dozen tons. A dense sandstorm subsequently enveloped the area.

But Zi and the others clearly saw Fang Senyan dive down like a meteor. Although he was also sent flying by the Sphinx's claws, his fist landed mercilessly upon the golden mask!!!

There came that piercing shriek of Annihilation again, so loud it seemed capable of tearing the very fabric of the starry sky.

It was as if the mask instantly disintegrated into millions of glittering, crystalline golden particles, shattering into pieces! Never mind the lion beneath it.

Fortunately, the Nigerian Chukwu Golden Mask was apparently a non-living object. After being pulverized by Fang Senyan's punch, it eventually reformed into the hideous, broad golden mask. It arced away, spinning as it fell from the air, and was snatched by Fang Senyan. Gasping, he finally understood the terrifying power of the Annihilation ability—truly worthy of its reputation as a freakish skill capable of directly suppressing even the power of spatial restoration!

What happened next took a decidedly more interesting turn. Africa was already quite primitive, and Voodoo was widespread. When a certain Voodoo leader realized that this sudden sandstorm could bring him immense economic and social benefits, he immediately and bravely stepped forward to claim responsibility for the incident, loudly denouncing the Zandalar tribe as having been spurned by the god Ligba!

As the saying goes, the timid starve while the bold gorge themselves. This leader's gamble immediately received support from several nearby tribes—tribes that were either fiercely ambitious or had been suffocated by the Zandalar tribe's dominance.

Under the combined pressure of religious decree and external political coercion, and given that the Zandalar leader had died too suddenly, leaving the internal structure scattered like dust, the tribe's rule in Benghazi surprisingly came to an end. Fang Senyan's actions, when reported in the newspapers, were framed as a "miracle" of the Voodoo god Ligba!

When Fang Senyan and the others finally arrived in Egypt, they discovered the massive misunderstanding that had unfolded. They couldn't help but laugh wryly. Their subsequent actions seemed to be covered by a cloak of good luck. The Egyptians were busy packing all sorts of treasures, preparing to load them onto ships. After dealing with about a company of guards, Fang Senyan and his team swept up all the remaining African artifacts in one fell swoop.

According to the original plan, Fang Senyan and his group were supposed to head to Europe to collect artworks. However, at this moment, they suddenly received a very specific side mission:

Side Mission: The Nation’s Mountains and Rivers Are Broken Acceptance Requirement: All people of Chinese descent. Mission Summary: Protect the Changzheng Special Vessel from destruction. Specific assignment areas will be allocated upon arrival within Chinese territory. Mission Details: Currently, several Changzheng Special Vessels (imitation Arks) within the mainland have suffered bizarre destruction. Given the current deployment layout, comprehensive defense is proving difficult. We hope to receive assistance from external forces. In this time when the mountains and rivers are on the verge of breaking, when the nation’s spirit and resources are almost completely depleted, we hope to receive help in any form. Warning: The rewards for this side mission may be very low; please accept with caution.

Looking at this mission, Fang Senyan fell silent for a moment, then slowly said: “Flowers shed tears at the sight of time, birds startle at the sound of separation; the nation is broken, but the mountains and rivers remain; the city is verdant with spring foliage and deep woods... This must be the most critical juncture for the Chinese nation, mustn't it? As the team leader, can I afford to be willfully irresponsible just once?” “Although this is a parallel space, although they may have no connection to me whatsoever, although there might be corruption, abuse of power, ambition, and conspiracy... I don't know why, but I just want to do something, contribute a little, for this nation and this people, to save people purely once, even if there is no benefit whatsoever... After all, my skin is yellow too!” Jiao Shi suddenly chuckled: “Boss, when did you become so sentimental? Hey, you’re making me feel a bit melancholic too. Too bad Britain doesn’t have an imitation Ark, or I would certainly go and protect one too. Since you want to do it, we have no reason not to accompany you. Besides, it seems we were planning to go to China to collect art anyway, so we might as well tag along.” Fang Senyan glanced at Zi. Zi remained silent, while San Zai began pulling out his phone to book plane tickets.

When the plane landed at the Southwest Capital Airport in Zhongdu, Fang Senyan and the others could already feel clear social turbulence. Banners bearing slogans like "We Demand the Truth" were visible everywhere. This was likely due to the considerable number of Changzheng Special Vessels that had been destroyed; the paper was apparently failing to contain the fire anymore.

Their destination was Heping Town, fifty kilometers outside Jiyang City. Jiyang, as a crucial southwestern hub and a mechanical base, had once been a candidate for the provincial capital. During that special era, in order to evade certain foreign threats, military-industrial enterprises had generally relocated to the interior, digging deep into the mountains and building residential areas in the ravines, while constructing military factories and defense institutions within the mountain caverns. This way, they could not be photographed by satellites and would fear no bombing.

The workers in each military-industrial enterprise were calculated in the tens of thousands; factoring in their families, the total population in such a complex often reached fifty or sixty thousand people. Seventy percent of the residents in Heping Town were family members or children of factory and mine workers.

Undoubtedly, one Changzheng Special Vessel was being assembled in the factory in Heping Town and was due to be completed no later than midnight tonight.

The mission assigned to Fang Senyan and his team was to secretly protect this steel vehicle, which carried the lives of at least fifty thousand people, until its completion. More specifically, at 7 PM, a convoy was scheduled to depart from Jiyang City to transport the Changzheng Special Vessel’s "brain," the Galaxy System. Without this system, the Changzheng Special Vessel would be like a person without a brain, unable to function.

Based on past experience, destroying the Galaxy System was the easiest and quickest method. Conversely, attempting to destroy the hardware of the Changzheng Special Vessel was far more arduous and thankless. This vessel was designed with durability as its guiding principle, boasting over four hundred watertight compartments. Even for a Contractor as powerful as a contractor, seeing it usually elicited only the thought: 'This is going to be a massive headache!' Moreover, in China’s densely populated environment, hardware damage could usually be patched up by simply finding some people to weld and repair it; it wasn't considered a major crisis.

Therefore, after his analysis, Fang Senyan chose to follow the convoy, providing covert escort. Since they were also Contractors, making deductions based on a Contractor’s mindset, efficiency was clearly the top priority.

The government, clearly having learned from previous incidents, had clearly taken precautions this time. The escort for the Galaxy System was comprised of armored vehicles and tanks, and the transport was scheduled for 9 AM. They moved forward openly and imposingly, crushing any obstacles in their path. Seeing such a formation, Fang Senyan was curious as to how the enemy intended to strike.

About ten kilometers after the convoy set off, the variable appeared. The armored vehicle leading the formation suddenly paused, then violently slammed into the cliff face ahead as if gone mad!

The entire convoy immediately halted. Upon closer inspection, they realized that the armored vehicle's bulletproof glass had suddenly gained a hole!

The driver’s head snapped back stiffly, as if struck by a baseball bat, leaving a bloody hole in his forehead, from which a large mass of red and white matter spurted out of the back of his skull! Furthermore, this single sniper round carried an area-of-effect electronic interference and destruction component, rendering the entire armored vehicle mostly scrap.

Undoubtedly, this was the work of a sniper.

His objective was exceedingly malicious: to let everyone escorting the payload know that even hiding inside sturdy armored vehicles and tanks offered no recourse; everyone's life was in his hands.

Although the escort force was well-trained, after the drivers of the first three armored vehicles and the tank driver were all taken out with a single headshot—and the critical sniper could not be located—no one dared to openly object, but the reality was that no one was willing to take the lead at the front of the procession. They began emphasizing the need for air support, with some even suggesting infantry cooperation.

Fang Senyan witnessed this from a distance. He immediately looked toward San Zai. After a brief exchange with Kurut, San Zai confirmed Fang Senyan’s judgment: the opponent indeed possessed earth-elemental abilities, which accounted for such a powerful skill that allowed him to vanish without a trace. Fang Senyan remained watchful, silently recording the opponent's behavioral patterns and various capabilities.

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