"I'll go." Zhong Ling suddenly said, "I can bring those strange remains inside together, the overall combat power should be a bit higher than what the two of you together could achieve."

"No... If something happens to you, I won't be able to account for it to Dubhe Tower," Sun Hang said, "Besides, I have a feeling this 'firework' is aimed at me... Since that's the case, I have no reason to hide behind and do nothing."

Actually, there was another sentence Sun Hang didn't say— even if you add up all the strange remains Zhong Ling manipulates, the overall combat power probably wouldn't be higher than Sun Hang alone.

Since returning from Nameless Island, Sun Hang's strength had increased rapidly... If he were to fight the Tyrant now, the Tyrant might not even have the chance to say those harsh opening lines before being beaten down by Sun Hang.

"I agree with Sun Hang's opinion." Candle Dragon nodded, "Your most important task on this trip is to ensure your personal safety, but in the current situation, I may not be able to guarantee your security in the high-temperature zone."

Zhong Ling's identity was rather special, and Sun Hang had confirmed this long ago— her father had high-level privileges within Dubhe Tower; in terms of family background, the Zhong Family might even surpass the Ye Family... Zhong Ling could definitely be considered a genuine rich girl, but in her everyday behavior and attire, she was quite low-key, barely noticeable.

Sun Hang only learned later that the dress Zhong Ling wore on the day he kidnapped her, which didn't even have a tag, was handcrafted by a certain master tailor, with material costs alone reaching over ten thousand, not to mention the craftsmanship fee of that master whose name Sun Hang had forgotten, which was even higher than ten thousand.

Although compared with the equipment provided to Hunters, ten thousand is nothing, Zhong Ling's family background is thus clearly visible.

If one could marry this girl who doesn't speak much, it'd truly save fifty years of struggle...

"Yang Qi, watch Zhong Ling." Sun Hang turned to Yang Qi and said, "Candle Dragon, let's head straight to the scene."

"Alright." Candle Dragon nodded, took off his gloves, and stuffed them into his pocket.

Immediately, a chilling sensation spread around, making everyone's teeth chatter involuntarily.

...

The hospital was only a dozen kilometers away from Panlong Airport, and driving there only took a few minutes to reach the edge of the high-temperature zone.

Sun Hang could distinctly feel that as the distance shortened, the air temperature gradually increased— even those flyers stuck on lampposts began to curl and peel off under the effect of the high temperature... An ad for an old doctor treating premature ejaculation floated right onto the windshield of the car Sun Hang was sitting in.

"The dual expert in andrology and gynecology, but I wonder whether this old doctor is male or female." Sun Hang glanced at the ad content and privately complained to himself.

The residents of these neighborhoods had almost completely evacuated, several Public Security Bureau vehicles parked at the intersection, groups of Sheriffs were urgently communicating with each other through walkie-talkies, a squad of firefighters carrying stretchers passed by the car window, and officials in the back seat only glanced at the contents of the stretchers before immediately bending down and retching.

It was a burnt corpse, barely recognizable in human form... logically it should have lost any hope of rescue, but upon seeing the expression on the firefighters' faces, Sun Hang realized this might be the only "person" they managed to "rescue" from the ruins.

The car continued forward, the air temperature outside had already surpassed Fifty degrees Celsius, the car's air conditioning started to have minimal effect, but fortunately Candle Dragon was there— he just slightly released his aura, and the temperature inside the car suddenly seemed to drop into an ice cellar.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a cordon, as soon as the door was opened, Sun Hang smelled an awful and burnt odor, looking out into the distance, beyond a hundred meters had turned into a sea of fire, almost everything that could be ignited was burning fiercely.

A few firefighters in heat-resistant suits were collectively holding a high-pressure water gun, trying to extinguish the fire in a small supermarket not far away... however, a big part of the water jet from the high-pressure water gun was evaporated into large masses of steam before reaching the target... at the position where Sun Hang and the others got off the car, every step taken forward would immediately raise the air temperature by several degrees Celsius.

"We are contacting every facility and company in the city that can produce or store liquid nitrogen, if we can't stop the high-temperature zone from continuing to expand..." the overweight Management Committee member said while wiping his sweat, "Lizhou... the entire Lizhou City will turn into a sea of fire."

"Liquid nitrogen is useless." Sun Hang shook his head and looked at the floating Fireball in the distance— seen from the plane, the Fireball appeared to be in a near-ground hovering state, but looking from the ground it could be found that the distance between the base of the Fireball and the ground was at least two hundred meters. As for the diameter of the Fireball itself, it's estimated to be over one kilometer.

"If we don't solve this thing, merely firefighting and cooling down won't work." Sun Hang patted Candle Dragon's shoulder, "Let's go, it's time for us to take the stage."

"Um." Candle Dragon nodded, seriously said, "Be careful, don't touch the water curtain I create, it can cause frostbite."

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