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Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Chapter 1625: A World That No One Cares About 🌍

Published: March 2, 2025

“May heaven be free of conflict!”

A grand voice echoed in the sky, yet most of those who heard it were not filled with fear or panic; instead, they found it somewhat amusing...

What a joke… This is Beijing, the very core of the world, with the strongest defensive forces and the mightiest army. What’s with this so-called “fake” Pioneer showing up out of nowhere and ranting here!

Thus, they remained calmly in their homes, sipping wine or enjoying tea, waiting for the warriors of Beijing to drive away the outsiders and restore their peaceful world.

You can never wake someone who pretends to be asleep.

However, if you have the power, you can make that sleeping person remain in eternal slumber…

And coincidentally, Wen Yu was one of the few who possessed such ability.

“So, since I cannot wake you, then you shall never wake up…”

In the next moment, the black light surged.

Pure black light erupted from in front of Wen Yu, instantly splitting into two miniature tornadoes floating before him.

After a brief pause, the two miniature tornadoes began to spin!

As their rotation speed increased, strands of pure black electric arcs began to rise slowly from between the two whirlpools. The arcs grew brighter, emanating an increasingly destructive aura! Until the electric arc thickened to the size of an arm, Wen Yu finally revealed a smile.

“Go!”

At the speed of light!

The electric arc, carrying immense force, instantly struck the towering city wall of Beijing. With a resounding "boom," the runes on the city wall flashed wildly, but in the next second, they collapsed and disintegrated!

The world’s strongest fortress, meticulously crafted by Beijing, could not withstand a casual strike from Wen Yu!

And this was just the beginning…

The electric arc instantly shattered the defensive Barrier on the city wall and landed on the wall's main body. Accompanied by hissing sounds, the steel city wall rapidly melted and disintegrated before the black electric arc, and in the blink of an eye, a nearly ten-meter diameter circular hole appeared in the main part of the city wall.

Then, a more horrifying scene unfolded…

The black electric arc, having penetrated the city wall, suddenly intensified, and a black beam shot up into the sky. Centered around the damaged section of the wall, a laser erupted like someone had pulled the trigger on a massive laser launcher! This laser started from the eastern wall, instantly tearing through all of Beijing. In just an instant, it pierced through the western wall and continued to rise higher until it struck the cosmic Barrier above, where it was gradually neutralized and smoothed out by the power of the world’s confinement.

In just one blow, the vast Beijing was “cut in half”…

But unfortunately…

Those fortunate enough to experience this blow had already been sent to heaven by Wen Yu, while many others merely felt a tremor beneath their feet, bewildered, not knowing what had happened.

But soon, they would understand the fear and despair of the pioneer.

Because just as the first laser dissipated, in front of Wen Yu, a second black electric arc was already forming.

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The violent aura intensified, and the few soldiers stationed on the wall who had just witnessed Wen Yu’s attack looked at each other with cold sweat streaming down their faces.

This was not on the same level at all; defense? Were they dreaming?

As they watched the second electric arc about to be unleashed, what was even more terrifying was that no one except Wen Yu knew where this attack would land…

That these soldiers hadn’t soiled their pants in fear was already a testament to their training.

Fortunately, when the sky fell, there were indeed tall figures to hold it up…

Just as Wen Yu was about to strike, a voice suddenly rang out from the city wall.

“Stop, Wen Yu… This world cannot withstand your level of attack.”

The familiar voice made Wen Yu fall into a brief silence. Then, he raised his head, locking his gaze directly on the person who had spoken.