I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords

Chapter 883: 882. Psychic Attack Chapter 883: 882. Psychic Attack For Plato, nuclear fusion was definitely unbearable.

He was a Saint on the verge of collapse in the Wasteland, how could he withstand a direct nuclear bomb?

Under the nearly self-destructive attack by Urukluqqa, the illusory Plato shattered like a bubble, evaporated by the fierce heat.

However, that was merely a projection of consciousness, not Plato himself.

Feeling astonished by this strike that exceeded human limits, Plato also sensed the energy and radiation it contained; if such an explosion occurred near Utopia or even within the city of Utopia, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The only solace he took was that it was man-made, not a natural disaster.

As long as there was an intervention of will, it was Plato’s domain.

His consciousness dispersed, covering the torrential rain in the desert like a vast net, where in the rain, countless cries of agony immediately occupied Plato’s mind.

Those were the despair of dispatched soldiers, the pain of captured traveling merchants, and more, the indiscernible murmurs.

At the same time, Plato also detected that, amidst these murmurs, several voices were particularly jarring.

“Damn, impressive, it’s a nuclear bomb! Coach, I want to learn how to form a nuclear bomb!”