Longsha expelled a ball of energy capable of leveling any building within a 300-meter radius. Its massive body was impossibly sturdy. Combined with the explosive force and relentless charges, within just a few breaths, the once-dense skyline was completely transformed—everywhere, only ruins and collapsed walls remained. Passersby and residents nearby had no time to flee; many didn’t even know how they died. Meyli floated motionless in the air, expressionless, saying, “Explosion. Keep exploding.” The events had completely disillusioned her with the Chinese people. All the goodwill Qin had painstakingly built with her had vanished. Longsha intensified its assault, escalating the destruction. From the moment the incident occurred until it reached the ears of military and political elites, it took only three minutes—yet in that brief span, an entire neighborhood had been reduced to rubble. “What? A magical invasion?” Wei Qingtian, who was sipping tea at home, leapt up from his chair. He had actually heard the explosion earlier, thinking it was thunder, so he had dismissed it. The secretary, looking anxious, said, "Yes, the Dongcheng District has suffered severe damage, with countless casualties and extensive property losses." "Enough already—how many of the magical race?" the elder asked. "Only one," the secretary replied. The elder blinked in astonishment: "Only one? Only one? I'm speechless. One magical being dares to come to the Chinese nation and cause trouble? That's outrageous! Where are the troops? Where is the nearest military unit? Launch their air defense missiles and bring him down. And the units equipped with new weapons—fire immediately!" The secretary stammered, "Activation of weapons requires unanimous approval from the members of the Military Committee..." "Can we convene a meeting now?" "The old man was furious: 'Get my message sent right away—if the air defense forces dare to stay idle, I'll skin their commander alive. What are we waiting for? Isn't it time to break routine?' The secretary nodded quickly, 'I'll issue the order right away.' Soon, several dozen surface-to-air missiles, trailing long afterburning plumes, emerged from their concealed positions and launched toward Longsha. Sssssss— Longsha didn't flinch. It absorbed the missile impacts, which exploded against its hull, yet remained undamaged. The modern weapons units also opened fire. Over the past few days, they had installed dozens of large laser systems on various buildings—now they were finally put to use. However, upon activation, they discovered that the smog in the capital was so severe that over half of the laser systems failed to reach their required range. The remaining half fired one after another, but were also hampered by the smog, with their effectiveness sharply declining. Some even suffered from excessive refraction, causing their beams to deviate from their intended paths." Only a single laser beam struck the dragon shark, but due to reduced effectiveness, it failed to inflict any noticeable injury—merely causing a plume of white smoke. Upon receiving the news, Wei Qingtian was furious: "What are the environmental departments doing? Smog has been a problem for years, yet it's getting worse, not better. What have they done? After this crisis passes, I'll be the first to hold them accountable." Although the military had equipped numerous small nuclear warheads, the city setting made it impractical to adopt the European-style all-or-nothing approach—after all, the nuclear detonations they had used had only resulted in several thousand casualties. How could the capital's population, with its much larger numbers, withstand a full-scale, mutual destruction scenario? Thus, the people watched in helpless dismay as the entire eastern district turned into a hell on earth. Within just half an hour, the eastern district had vanished entirely, enveloped in thick smoke and chaos, with people everywhere in panic. Although the evacuation order had been issued, the population density here was simply too high—neither in the short term nor even over several dozen hours would it be possible to evacuate one-third of the people. Fortunately, the magical forces had voluntarily paused their attacks, giving everyone a chance to catch their breath. The attack on the Chinese nation had quickly spread internationally. ... Europe, the Su family ancestral castle. Qin Feng slammed his desk: "Meli indeed went to China and devastated one district of the capital." Qingya kept her head down, not looking at him, because Qin Feng had already anticipated this. She had not taken it seriously at all, and even encouraged him not to overthink it, firmly assuring him that with officials from the Inspection Office stationed there, Mei Li could never possibly leave Europe. The only thing that brought him comfort was that Liu Su had escaped unharmed. Fortunately, her company was located in the southern part of the city, with only a few subsidiaries in the eastern district. Though the eastern district had suffered losses, the damage remained within acceptable limits. A new message appeared on his phone—sent by Wei Qingtian. "MD, another guy who's really setting us up!" He was even more furious now, since the message revealed that the magical beings had launched their attack because of a man named Liu. By now, he finally understood the full story: Meili had gone to the capital to sample the local delicacies, where she was unexpectedly pursued by a son of a high-ranking official who had taken advantage of her in the private dining room. After being assaulted, Meili called the police, only for the official to then attempt to harm her. That's when the magical beings intervened. Liu had been among the first to be killed—his actions had finally caught up with him—and though he had paid a personal price, he had also inadvertently caused harm to many innocent civilians. He dialed his father's phone: "Hello, is the director Liu still alive?" His father replied, "Yes, he's still alive. The Foreign Affairs Bureau wasn't in the eastern district, so he's doing just fine." Qin, still agitated, said, "Then pass on this message to him—having raised such a capable son, he's truly a credit to his family. I'll make sure to sincerely thank him." Wei Qingtian said seriously, "I don't even need you to intervene—I already intend to crush him to pieces. Everyone will hold him accountable, and he will certainly die a terrible death." In Qin Shao's view, the Liu family member deserved to be slaughtered with a thousand blades and ten thousand cuts, for the child's failure was the father's fault. At that moment, the elder Lei Feng flew in from outside and asked, "Has Mei Li really gone to the Chinese nation?" Qingya nodded and replied, "Yes, she has. She only brought a single Dragon Shark, and she destroyed one district of the capital." The elder said without hesitation, "We must go right away. This is utterly outrageous—how dare she launch an attack on the Chinese nation? I won't forgive her. Get everyone ready and assemble them. We're leaving immediately." "No," Qin Feng stood up and said. "Why?" the elder asked, puzzled. He shook his head and said, "By the time we make it back, maybe Mili has already returned to Europe. We might end up missing her entirely. After all, she only brought one Longsha—how much of a ripple can that create? But at least we know she's not currently in Europe, giving us the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack on Costi." The elder thought this was a good plan, but added one more point: "What if we start targeting her staff, and she then continues to retaliate against the Chinese people?"