Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon-Chapter 209 - 208 Set the World on Fire

Chapter 209: Chapter 208: Set the World on Fire

Chapter 209 -208: Set the World on Fire

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At 11 a.m., a Tu-95 bomber took off from the Kola Peninsula base and flew over New Ground Island. Its body was silvery white, glistening under the sunlight.

Colonel Marimuyev, the pilot, peered through the window at the D-2 test site below—the plane was currently at an altitude of 11,000 meters, with the island below resembling a long, crawling reptile in the midst of the sea. Its head was the symbol of white frost, its tail still retained a hint of dark green, and D-2 was set right at the boundary between white and green.

“The weather is good; we should be able to witness the entire explosion process,” said Ivanovich, the co-pilot.

“Let the other plane take care of observation,” the colonel replied, turning to look behind—there was another Tu-16 following them, tasked mainly with observing the explosion, collecting the blast wind, and recording the entire process of the test. “This isn’t something to watch; I only hope to get as far away as possible.”

“What are you talking about, Colonel? This is a historic moment created by the Soviets, and we are all witnesses. Shouldn’t we take a closer look?”

“Do you know why I was chosen as the commander above?” Marimuyev shrugged indifferently, “It’s because the base wants me to bring all of you back safely.”

At that moment, the voice of the radio communications officer came through the headphones, “The base has just issued the bomb drop authorization order, AN602’s safety has been disengaged.”

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“Understood,” he promptly eased the control stick, “Now descending to the predetermined bombing position.”

AN602—those inside preferred to call it by another nickname: Ivan. According to what he knew, it was the most powerful hydrogen bomb ever created by humankind, with a yield exceeding 50 million tons of TNT, completely overshadowing the series of nuclear bombs tested by the Western Pacific Empire during the Castle Operation. Without a doubt, when it detonated, the entire world would hear its sound, and the motherland would take the crown for the strongest nuclear weapon.

Now, this behemoth was hanging under his plane.

But as impressive as its power was, the size was equally immense.

At 27 tons and 8 meters long, it could only be externally mounted under the fuselage of the strategic bomber, requiring corresponding modifications to the aircraft.

This dramatically decreased its practical effectiveness.

As a colonel, Marimuyev could feel that missiles were the optimal carriers for such weapons; the future direction of weapon development should be smaller, more convenient, more precise. If it couldn’t be fitted into a missile, it would be hard to use in the ultimate battle against the evil empire.

“Altitude, 10,500 meters,” reported Ivanovich.

Of course, this wasn’t something he should be concerned with. He trusted that the scientists knew better than he did about weapon creation. What he needed to focus on now was completing this test mission, ensuring the experts would get the data they wanted.

Marimuyev leveled the plane and signaled to the bombardier that he could drop the bomb at any time.

“Understood.”

At the 26-minute mark, the bombardier found a suitable opportunity to drop the bomb and solemnly pulled the bombing gate.

As the clacking sound of the release mechanism sounded, the significantly lighter aircraft abruptly jerked upwards, and Marimuyev glanced at the clock—26 minutes and 50 seconds.

“Attention all crew, the aircraft will now retreat at full speed, prepare for shockwave protection.”

Having finished speaking, he turned the engine’s thrust to its maximum.

Among the roaring sounds of the four engines, the aircraft’s body made a compressed, brittle noise, sounding as though someone was banging on an aluminum can.

“I see it!” Ivanovich pressed against the window, gazing intently at the rear side, “My god… It’s really beautiful.”

Marimuyev also stole a glance when he could; by now, Ivan had opened the rear parachutes and was slowly drifting towards the predetermined altitude, looking from a distance like a sunflower.

“Wear your protective eyewear, be careful not to get burned by the light.”

“I know, Colonel, just let me look a little longer,” the co-pilot said, reluctant to turn away.

Just as the Tu-95 had left the drop zone by more than forty kilometers and was beginning to turn, Ivanovich suddenly cried out, “My god, what is that!?”

Marimuyev instinctively followed the sound of his voice and then froze in shock! He could scarcely believe his eyes—above New Ground Island, a golden ring had appeared in the sky! The golden light was so soft, it seemed not to shine into the eyes but rather to manifest directly in one’s brain. The circle of light kept expanding, looking like an angel’s halo, with the falling “sunflower” just above it.

This is not good!

He had just had this thought when a ball of fire, brighter than ten million suns, suddenly burst forth. It instantly swallowed the boundary between heaven and earth, leaving the entire world engulfed in endless brightness!

But he quickly realized something was wrong. The fireball and the blast above were still expanding, while the area below had already gone dark—it was the eye’s adaptive compensation to stark differences in light due to intense illumination. How could a high-altitude exploded bomb only illuminate from one side?

Marimuyev risked lifting his protective eyewear, looking directly at the explosion zone with his naked eyes, and what he saw in the distance left him dumbstruck: the massive explosion cloud was cut in half, as if an apple had been sliced through its middle, and that strange ring of light had vanished without a trace!

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And 10 seconds before, under the great shadow of the Huiqiu Mine, two people were making their final efforts to rescue the Magnificent Castle.

Cui Zhen’en set the opening of the passageway lock to exactly 30 minutes and 30 seconds, simultaneously activating the release channel for Ouroboros A. At that moment, the stream of energy that would go down in human history was slightly altered in direction, and an invisible guiding channel was established!

Even if Ge Wei exhausted all her resources, she could only gather firepower on the level of a ship’s cannon; therefore, storing and then unleashing it all at once was mightier than direct transportation. However, no amount of ship cannons could match the explosive force of gunpowder, and what Cui Zhen’en was about to release was akin to the glory of the sun.

“Here it comes!”

The moment she shouted, a new golden circle burst above the vehicle’s roof! In that instant, the energy and shockwave produced by the Tsar Bomba explosion surged through the channel, forming a colossal pillar of fire that fiercely struck the base of the Huiqiu Mine from below! The core temperature, exceeding one hundred million degrees, instantly ignited everything in its proximity, which naturally included an off-road vehicle, Cui Zhen’en, and Leisk’s bodies. However, before that, Ailuodi had already made her exit, leaving the pilot’s seat empty.

In this type of ignition, there were no visible flames—metal would boil and vaporize, while rocks a bit further away would turn directly into molten liquid, splattering outward in rings under the force of the shockwave.

When the pillar of fire swallowed the crevice and struck the floating mine’s umbrella-like surface, the fragile rock layer couldn’t withstand such a collision and shattered with a thunderous crash! Yet, the energy of the pillar of fire still hadn’t exhausted, it tore through the mine with unstoppable force and continued to shoot towards the sky, reaching a height of twenty thousand meters in a very short time!

And in the eyes of the countless inhabitants of the Magnificent Castle, they saw a new sun rising from the ground.