I Can Destroy Planets with My Psychokinesis-Chapter 388. Hell

At this moment, the hiding place of Professor Baric and others was the "core protection unit" of the bunker, extremely sturdy and even capable of withstanding a nuclear strike.

The door, being 2 meters thick, could isolate the shock waves and high temperatures of a nuclear explosion, as well as the most lethal radioactive fallout.

However, this top-tier sanctuary on Blue Star failed to provide even a sliver of safety.

Especially when the terrifying piercing shrieks of the Demon Dragon penetrated, a thick cloud of despair instantly overwhelmed their hearts.

"I don’t want to die... My child can’t leave me..."

A female scholar sobbed miserably, her tears flowing freely.

The surrounding officers and experts also had pale faces, their expressions one of utter despair.

The laser physicist—Reed, mumbled incessantly, "Who will save me, who will save me..."

Meanwhile, Rossi quickly wrote his will on his phone, then approached the continuously sobbing woman and whispered:

"Professor Rose, I have a way to survive, but I need your cooperation."

His deep, magnetic voice and the prospect of survival quickly calmed Rose, who looked at him expectantly and asked,

"What do I need to do?"

"It’s simple, see that corner over there? Just walk over there slowly."

The two discreetly moved to an inconspicuous corner.

This spot was unnoticeable, but most importantly, it was far from Baric.

Subsequently, Rossi gradually brought a few more people over, all frail scholars and including two Asian data analysts.

This group wasn’t foolish; they quickly realized what Rossi intended.

Perhaps out of arrogance, or contempt, the Evil Demon wouldn’t directly attack civilians.

A group of elderly, weak women, as long as they stayed away from the soldiers and acted non-threatening... their chances of surviving were not low!

The two Asians also simultaneously removed their work badges, completely disguising themselves as civilians, hoping to sneak by unnoticed.

Rossi glanced at Reed but did not call his friend over.

Because Reed’s large stature did not fit the profile of the weak and could potentially decrease the group’s overall chance of survival.

All they could do now was done; what remained was to pray for God’s protection.

Just then, as screams erupted one after another, the surveillance showed the Evil Demon arriving at the front door, raising its hand to the door.

The door only rattled slightly, undamaged.

"Interesting... without using ’Heart Image’, my own spirit’s strength is only about 60 tons."

On his own, the spirit lacked the destructive power to annihilate heavens and earth. This was normal, after all, how many nails can a body of iron strike?

The physical body ultimately has limits, and the bio-electromagnetic field produced by the central nervous system; 60 tons might just be the limit.

"60 tons, that’s 120,000 catties."

"Manifestation is the Sixth Realm of Refining God, corresponding to the Innate Realm of Martial Arts. And an Innate Martial Artist possesses the strength of a dragon—128,000 catties."

But Manifestation has the "Heart Image," which is why it can cross a Great Realm and match the Martial Arts Golden Body!

Lu Li’s head flashed with a golden light, and out of nowhere, two immense dragon wings reached into the void.

The wings folded into clawed hands, the tips morphing into three 10-meter long sharp claws.

In an instant, he swung fiercely, and with a resonant clang, the claws easily pierced through the gate.

With a single tear, the 2-meter-thick gate was ripped open. If not for the excessively loud noise of metal breaking, it would have seemed like ripping through a cardboard box.

This action must have involved tens of thousands of tons of force, truly demonstrating a divine and vast power, especially compared to the earlier "fragile" 60 tons, the contrast was stark.

"Most of the power of the Manifestation Realm indeed lies in the Heart Image."

Lu Li remarked and stepped inside.

Instantly, the room erupted in terrified screams, and Lu Li immediately focused on the bald, fat white old man—Dr. Baric.

The electronic devices hacked into the base had revealed that it was this man who had developed the virus.

As Lu Li stared at him, Dr. Baric immediately felt a tightness in his chest, his cardiopulmonary functions plummeted, struggling even to breathe.

But such an expert in developing biochemical weapons definitely possessed an extraordinary level of madness.

Baric bit his tongue, using the severe pain to stimulate his body, and threw a small metal can towards Lu Li.

"Die, Evil Demon creature!"

The can was only slightly bigger than a medicine bottle and began to emit white smoke the moment it left his hand.

Clearly, this was some kind of bioweapon, and given that it was kept as a trump card by the Father of Crowns, it was undoubtedly extraordinary.

But the problem was that everyone was in a confined space; weren’t they all going to be buried together?

Rossi, usually calm, suddenly changed color. "Baric, have you gone mad?"

Baric clenched his teeth and sneered viciously; inside the can was a super virus he had synthesized personally, extremely toxic and a true weapon of mass destruction!

Any living being would inevitably be affected, and this evil demon, possessing human traits, had not left the realm of life.

The fact that he had raised his body temperature to kill viruses in the battle at the capital further indicated that he was susceptible to virus attacks!

As for himself being within the range of effect, Baric did not care at all.

Having been vaccinated, even if he wasn’t completely immune, the symptoms would be much milder.

As for the others, they could only regretfully sacrifice themselves for their country... as long as he himself survived.

At this moment, the small metal can, emitting smoke, rolled to Lu Li’s feet.

Facing Baric’s venomous hopeful gaze, Lu Li picked up the can... and took a breath?

The white smoke was sucked into his mouth and then blew out through his nostrils... just like smoking a cigarette.

Lu Li even commented, "Highly toxic, attacks the entire human body, a weapon aimed at killing."

With his words, the people around him began vomiting and excreting bodily fluids simultaneously.

This was the virus attacking the digestive system, which was the most intense part of the body’s stress response, desperately trying to expel the toxins.

But Lu Li was completely unaffected.

Martial Arts Innate, his physique was not only tough, but the cells that made up his body were incredibly formidable.

To say nothing of the virus entering his body, as soon as it touched his skin, it was immediately devoured by various cells, broken down into peptides and amino acids, and absorbed.

Lu Li felt invigorated and comfortably took another breath of the microbe-filled smoke.

Baric was incredulous. "How is this possible... you were affected not long ago..."

Lu Li, holding the metal can, said, "The Father of Crowns, right? Did you develop this thing?"

"Don’t get excited, please listen to me..."

Baric quickly shouted:

"I am an expert in the field of biology, I know many top scholars, and I have access to the most advanced laboratories; I can make you a god..."

He wasn’t boasting, but Lu Li was not about to agree and impatiently interrupted:

"Rather than that, I’d prefer to let you taste what you’ve developed yourself."

Lu Li swung his arm, shoving the metal can into Baric’s mouth.

The microbe-filled white smoke continued to surge out, enveloping his entire head.

Baric screamed loudly, and in no time, he transformed into a jet fighter.

Knowing what he was about to face, he let out a heart-wrenching wail, unable to stop what was about to happen.

The onset was incredibly fast under the constant contamination.

Soon, Baric began to spew foul blood and fragments from his mouth, all damaged organs.

Shortly thereafter, his seven orifices and lower body did the same, continually excreting necrotic tissue.

His entire body seemed to be melting from the inside out, highlighting the fierce toxicity.

The Father of Crowns couldn’t bear the taste of his own creation and staggered toward the door, only to slam into a transparent wall.

As soon as the can appeared, Lu Li had completely sealed the area using his spirit.

The room was filled with desperate cries, and the symptoms worsened; naturally, Rossi’s small group was not spared.

Admiral Fenton roared with all his might, "Demon! You will go to Hell!"

"Hell? You’re already there, just enjoy it."

Lu Li turned and left, leaving behind a group of people melting from the inside, plummeting into the abyss.

Not far away, the Statue of Liberty and the Puppet had already arrived; now it was time to search for Gold.

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