When the massive tsunami crashed down, it plunged the entire world into darkness. The sheer force compressed the air into a devastating hurricane that swept outward in every direction. Sand and debris exploded through the harbor as thick clouds of dust billowed everywhere.
The 3,000-foot wall of water slammed into the harbor with crushing force. Docked ships were instantly torn apart and vanished beneath the churning waves. Buildings, houses, and port facilities near the waterfront collapsed like cardboard the moment the tsunami hit.
The impact and destructive force were unlike anything Tristan had ever imagined. Even from a safe distance, the sight made his skin crawl and filled him with dread.
Within seconds, the entire harbor disappeared under the surging water. The zombie army that had been advancing nearby was caught in the devastation and swallowed whole.
The tsunami didn’t stop there. It kept pushing inland with unstoppable momentum. Everything in its path faced total annihilation. Houses crumbled, trees were uprooted, and the remaining zombie hordes were swept away without a trace.
The wall of water surged more than 30 miles inland until every last zombie had been submerged. Only then did its relentless advance finally come to a halt.
High in the sky, Dustin formed hand seals and pointed at the seawater below.
“Freeze!”
A deafening boom split the air as an enormous formation, stretching nearly half a mile in diameter, appeared above the churning sea.
Instantly, the surrounding temperature plummeted. The scorching summer heat gave way to the bone-chilling cold of winter.
Beneath the formation, the raging seawater froze. Everything below the surface became encased in ice-fish suspended mid-swim, ship wreckage, building debris, and zombies.
The freezing effect started in one concentrated area. As the bitter cold spread outward, the frozen area continued to expand. Within two minutes, the entire flooded zone had transformed into one massive sheet of ice.
“This is absolutely terrifying. It’s beyond anything I could have imagined,” Tristan remarked.
From the helicopter, he looked down at the frozen seawater below. His hair stood on end as the full magnitude of what had happened sank in.
One casual point of a finger had turned over 30 miles of churning seawater into solid ice in seconds. That level of supreme divine power was something he had never seen before.
The sheer difficulty made even summoning a 3,000-foot tsunami seem simple by comparison. While a tsunami only involved displacing water, freezing 30 miles of seawater required transforming it into solid ice. It was an effort that demanded exponentially more energy.
“Anyone who reaches the terrestrial immortal realm has surpassed the limits of what humans can achieve. Only such existence can easily resolve this disaster,” Milton said in awe.
Over 10,000 invulnerable zombies were frozen solid in a matter of seconds. Not even their most advanced aircraft and heavy artillery could have achieved such a result.
“It’s not over yet,” Tristan said as he stared intently at the white figure below.
Instead of leaving after freezing the sea, Dustin raised one hand high and made a striking motion through the air toward the icy surface below.
A deafening roar cracked across the sky as an enormous golden palm materialized out of nowhere. It crashed down like a mountain onto the frozen ground, casting the land below in shadow. The sheer scale of it was overwhelming.
As it descended, the air warped, and the ground seemed to shift. Even from a distance, the pressure it gave off was terrifying.
The golden palm slammed into the ice with a thunderous crash. The impact rolled through the earth like a shockwave, and far -off peaks shifted under the pressure.
The ice beneath the giant palm exploded into powder. Cracks spread outward at blistering speed, spiderwebbing across the frozen surface. Within seconds, the fractures had spread over 30 miles.
Everything buried beneath the surface was torn apart. The zombie army that had been trapped earlier was now shattered into pieces. Their so-called invulnerability meant nothing because Dustin’s single palm strike wiped them out completely.
The death energy and zombie virus within their bodies vanished without a trace, and revival was no longer even a possibility.
Tristan and Milton stared in stunned silence, unable to say a word. That one strike had left them shaken to the core.
