While they took a short break in the air, the people below had already started to act, contacting the relevant departments above to communicate the plan, which was quickly approved.

In normal times, such a suicidal action would have required a meeting to decide, but now it wasn’t necessary. One person alone could make the decision on such matters, and the weapons they needed would also be expedited to ensure a one-time resolution, avoiding further damage to the surrounding facilities.

Repairing such a large city was a hassle in itself, but if these people couldn’t stop the monster, the damage wouldn’t be confined to just this city.

More importantly, the whole world was watching, and although no information had leaked out, the events here concerned the survival of the world.

"Uh... I have a question." Luo Qianqian, enclosed in Mo’s embrace, couldn’t help but mutter in confusion: "Doesn’t standing like this make you feel weightless and want to fall?"

"If Spiritual Power runs out, naturally, we would fall, but for now, you don’t need to worry." Mo laughed out loud seeing Luo Qianqian’s slightly tense look, radiating calmness.

The thought was intriguing—did it mean that if Spiritual Power was exhausted, they would fall? The height from the ground was about ten meters, approximately six or seven stories high?

If one fell from here, wouldn’t they end up with every blood type: Type A, Type B, Type AB, and Type O?

Cautiously stabilizing her weight to avoid burdening Mo, she didn’t want to get injured because of this, so caution was paramount.

Casting a careful glance around at the people nearby, she swallowed and mumbled in some doubt: "But I’m not entirely sure my idea will work..." She glanced uneasily towards the direction of the Sanctuary, which was contacting the outside world, and probed with spiritual power only to be repelled again.

Annoyed, she was puzzled about what kind of protection the Sanctuary’s people had?

Carefully guarding Luo Qianqian, Mo looked coldly at the Exotic Beast spraying saliva all over below with unconcealed disdain: "Even if it can’t be solved in one go, it can be harmed, and an internal attack is a very wise choice." The only issue was that firearms couldn’t leave any marks on the Exotic Beast’s Scale Armor, so... what if the same applied internally?

This really was a hassle...

Mo slowly moved towards Yan, getting closer, feeling a wave of heat, and frowned slightly in doubt.

Slowly turning his back and moving Luo Qianqian away from Yan, he stared firmly at Yan, noting the gathering Spiritual Energy, and called out: "What are you doing?"

At Mo’s voice, Yan suddenly awoke, scanning the two with eyes quickly brightened: "I was just thinking, if Shiqi’s method isn’t effective against the Exotic Beast, then what about our energy?" The clear sweat on his forehead was evident proof of what he had been doing.

Mo stared directly at Yan, a hint of surprise flashing in his glass-colored pupils, and asked in a low voice: "Do you have a solution?"

The fierce Fire Attribute Spiritual Power fluctuations just now suggested it wasn’t merely about finding a solution but that Yan had already started to experiment, right?

"I was thinking, what if we also send some energy in and activate it when that thing explodes? Wouldn’t it achieve some effect?" Saying this, Yan floated right in front of the two, extending his palm to reveal a dark red, round bead. The joy in his eyes perfectly concealed his fatigue and the recent dangers.

"What is this?" Luo Qianqian frowned and asked in confusion, looking at the strange object.

"Tsk tsk, compressed to such a degree? Aren’t you afraid of mishaps!" Mo’s eye twitched involuntarily upon seeing the object, his sarcastic tone immediately escaping.

Yan looked delighted: "But it worked."

"This is a rapidly compressed Fire Element, compressing immense power into a small sphere. Generally, compressing it to the size of a human head would already cause catastrophic damage." Mo explained coldly to Luo Qianqian and warned Yan with a severe expression: "This kind of thing, one slight mishap, and the person compressing it would disappear along with it!"

After explaining, he looked gravely at Luo Qianqian: "I will take the opportunity to send this into the Exotic Beast’s body with the Sanctuary people, but there absolutely cannot be a next time."

"I understand!" Hearing how dangerous it was, especially with Yan in danger, Luo Qianqian also nodded gravely.

Seeing the two’s expressions, Yan clicked his tongue and said, "I dared to do this because I have confidence I can retreat unscathed. Don’t worry..."

"Are you planning to stay at the Sanctuary until the invasion from the Otherworld ends?" If the Sanctuary people knew that Yan was the one who made the difference, undoubtedly, they would stop at nothing to keep him.

But if all credit was given to the bomb, then...

All the countries would consider their own interests and probably wouldn’t act against them.

Upon hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, Yan fell silent and ceased speaking.

He really couldn’t understand what those people were saying; better to remain hidden. Besides, this matter would also affect him to some extent, as evidenced by his slightly pale complexion.

After taking an elixir, he handed the dark red bead to Mo: "I’ll leave it to you."

Mo glared fiercely at Yan but still carefully stowed away the bead and handed Luo Qianqian to Yan: "You two should keep your distance..."

"Uh... I still need to collect the Scale Armor... You might as well toss this thing, making it easier for me to move stealthily." Luo Qianqian stood silent for a moment, glancing at her robe, decisively taking out the enhanced smoke bomb from Mori, handing it carefully to Mo.

Mo glared angrily, did she know what they were doing? Still thinking about Scale Armor?

Such carelessness would cost them their lives!?

But seeing Yan’s indulgent gaze, there was nothing left to say, fortunately, Yan controlled Luo Qianqian, preventing her from recklessly collecting scales.

Over there, members of the Sanctuary were also busy, forcing those who had previously sought refuge to flee in a panic, fearing that a careless mistake would leave nothing but a pool of black water, mingling with someone else’s black water, inseparable in death... Just the thought was eerie.

And on this land, how many names were buried beneath these pools of black water?