Chapter 513: Chapter 506: Disappeared
BOOM!!!
A deafening explosion erupted from within the smoke where the two were fighting, and streaks of Starlight pierced through the haze, reflecting in the eyes of every spectator across the world.
Then,
WHOOSH!!!
A massive blast of air exploded outward, spreading rapidly from the battlefield’s core. The smoke on the ground instantly billowed into a mushroom cloud. The intense air currents even reached a kilometer into the sky, and all the drones were caught off guard by the upward-blasting shockwave. Their flight patterns faltered, and the cameras shook violently.
BANG! BANG!
A few of the drones were even too close, losing control in the shockwave and colliding with each other. They lost all flight stability and plummeted straight to the ground, crashing hard into the sand and dust, their expensive equipment buried in the desert.
The violent shaking of the cameras made the livestream footage lurch just as violently, leaving the audience, who were glued to their screens, feeling dizzy and confused.
"Sh*t, is this trying to make me sick?"
"What’s going on?! What the hell happened? Why was there a sudden explosion?!"
"Did someone plant explosives on site?"
"Is that one of Larry’s ultimate moves? To think it could even affect drones high up in the sky... That’s terrifying!"
"..."
The viewers in the livestream chat were utterly confused.
"What happened?! Adjust the cameras, now! We need eyes on the scene as fast as possible!"
The various media outlets and intelligence agencies operating the drones reacted instantly. Their personnel on the ground quickly stabilized the drones and adjusted the camera angles, managing to capture the first images of the scene after the explosion.
The thick smoke had not yet dissipated, so the cameras couldn’t see inside it, but they did capture another image.
At the edge of the smoke from the explosion, a dark object flew out in a graceful parabola. It landed heavily on the desert floor, embedding itself deep in the sand.
"What is that? Adjust the zoom! Close-up!! Get a close-up!!"
All the drone control teams received similar orders. They immediately adjusted their camera angles and zoom levels, capturing a clear image of the object that had been thrown from the smoke.
It was a thick, massive, dark-skinned arm, severed at the elbow. The bright red flesh and stark white bone were clearly visible, and it was still twitching.
The sight caused intense discomfort for the public, most of whom had never witnessed such gore in an age of peace.
No one doubted who the arm belonged to.
The incredibly impactful image continued to echo in the minds of everyone in front of their screens, leaving them stunned and unable to process what they’d seen.
A severed arm...
Without a doubt, that was Larry’s arm...
Just moments ago, Larry had seemed to hold the advantage. His powerful, terrifying physique and attacks filled with destructive force still lingered in everyone’s minds.
Just a moment ago, they had thought Larry was like a Superhuman from the movies, an existence that few in the world could stand against. They had denounced Zhou Yuanjue as a clueless madman and were eagerly awaiting the sight of him suffering the miserable consequences of his arrogance.
However, in less than fifteen seconds, this severed arm flying out of the smoke shattered the illusions of all the detached onlookers.
How on earth did he do it?!
What in the world had happened?!
At this moment, everyone across the world who was watching fell silent. They held their breath, their eyes glued to the screen, to that dust-shrouded patch of desert.
The high-ranking officials of various nations watching the battle were also frighteningly silent. Not a single one of them uttered a word.
They possessed far more intelligence than ordinary people, so they were well aware of Zhou Yuanjue’s power. But Larry’s strength was also plain for all to see. They had originally thought that even if Larry couldn’t defeat his opponent, he could at least serve as a yardstick to measure the extent of Zhou Yuanjue’s abilities.
Instead, what they got was a single clash and a severed arm.
Now, they had only one question on their minds: What had happened to Larry?
Gradually, after about half a minute, the swirling dust and smoke dissipated, slowly revealing the scene on the battlefield.
Atop a sand dune, Zhou Yuanjue sat cross-legged with his eyes lowered, perfectly still and quiet—exactly as he had been before the battle began.
And on the battlefield, aside from Zhou Yuanjue, there was no sign of any other living creature.
The yellow sand drifted, and the surroundings were silent.
Where was he?!!
Everyone’s mind went blank, their eyes vacant.
Just a moment ago, Larry had been so active on the battlefield. With such a massive body and such incredible power, how could he have vanished in less than a minute?!
They could accept Larry being defeated, they could even accept him being killed, but they couldn’t accept a living, breathing person of his size just vanishing into thin air.
So, where on earth had Larry gone?!
"Zoom in! Search for any traces within a hundred-meter radius! We have to figure out what method Zhou Yuanjue used to make someone disappear."
All parties issued the command to their field personnel at the same time.
The cameras on all the drones operated at maximum power, clearly filming every inch of the battlefield.
Still nothing. No trace whatsoever.
WHOOSH!!!
Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind blew past, lightly scattering the sand on the ground. The cameras finally captured something different.
A dark finger poked out from beneath the sand, caked with dark, dried blood. It stood in stark contrast to the pale yellow sand around it.
The finger was motionless, completely devoid of any sign of life.
So, Larry was here...
In an instant, every viewer across the globe who witnessed this scene on the livestream had the same sudden realization.
Larry hadn’t vanished into thin air. But this answer only made their minds reel, leaving the terrifying details to their imagination.
What exactly had Larry, now buried beneath the sand, gone through? How, in such a short period, could a man that powerful be reduced to a corpse buried beneath the yellow sand, its shape unknown, broken into who knows how many pieces?
The camera view pulled back, and Zhou Yuanjue’s body came into frame once more.
He sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, looking peaceful and serene. The sunlight shone on his body, making his skin gleam with a jade-like luster, as if he were a Divine Buddha.
No sweat, no injuries, no fatigue.
If not for the severed arm and the finger poking out from the yellow sand, no one would have believed that just moments ago, a powerful being comparable to an army—an existence capable of making a small nation tremble—had died in battle here.
No, "died in battle" wasn’t the right phrase. This was simply a one-sided slaughter.
At this moment, the world’s population of nearly ten billion people finally, for the very first time, came to a profound and genuine understanding of what the name Zhou Yuanjue truly represented.