The Spell's Range Covers the Entire Territory of China? Hand It Over to the Nation

19: Chapter 19 A Mirage Emerges from the Fog! General George: Impossible, absolutely impossible![Detecting host’s will...]

[F-rank skill ”Mist Totem” is being released...]

[Judging... Talent ”Territory is Domain” intervenes.]

[Judgment passed. Current coverage: 9.6 million square kilometers + 3 million territorial waters]

[Skill energy level detected as too low, unable to match current range... Extracting historical depth... Reshaping concepts...]

[Skill mutation complete.]

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[Mirage Dragon’s Breath · White Night]

[Description: The giant clam is a mirage, exhaling to form towers; when the mist rises, the territory becomes an array, shifting the universe, scrambling Karma.]

[Effect 1: Drawing a line to make a prison. Within the mist’s range, all light, electromagnetic waves, and Divine Sense detection are blocked. Hostile targets fall into a state of ”Absolute Isolation”.]

[Effect 2: Mirror Flower, Water Moon. When hostile targets move within the mist, their sense of direction will be randomly tampered with.]

[Effect 3: Clear as Fire (Friendly units only). Dragon Summer faction units gain the ”True Sight” effect, the mist becomes transparent, and hit rate is corrected by +100%.]

[Current consumption: 10 mana (already deducted), maintenance consumption: 0 (due to ”All Under Heaven Is The King’s Land” trait, consumption is compensated by free energy from heaven and earth).]

[Note: Sink into the mist!]

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South China Sea, Longya Island waters.

In the command room of poseidon, the atmosphere was reaching a climax. General George held a champagne flute, filled with pale golden champagne, bubbles rising continuously, much like his currently expanding mood.

”Gentlemen, to freedom,” George raised his glass high, ”To this sea beneath our feet that no longer has any secrets.”

”To General George!”

A chorus of agreement rang out, the crisp sound of clinking glasses echoing in the command room.

Just as George tilted his head back, and the cool wine touched his lips, a sudden change occurred.

Without any warning, the world turned white.

It wasn’t the kind of fog that gathers gradually, nor was it water vapor brought by the sea breeze. This white came extremely abruptly, as if someone had taken a giant brush, dipped it in thick white paint, and painted the entire world in the blink of an eye.

One second before, it was a blue sea and sky, shimmering with light; the next second, the sea surface, sky, escort ships outside the window, and even the ski-jump ramp at the front of the aircraft carrier’s deck, all disappeared.

Replacing them was an incomparably thick ”white wall.”

”What’s going on?” George gave a light exclamation: ”Where did this smoke screen come from? Are the Dragon Summer people still unwilling to give up, trying to use such a childish method to block our view?”

He subconsciously thought this was some kind of large-scale smoke interference, which is not hard to achieve nowadays with various types of professionals.

Unfortunately, in modern warfare, smoke is only useful for covering infantry charges. For a modern fleet equipped with a full set of phased array radars and thermal imaging Systems, it is as good as nothing.

”Pass the order down, turn on thermal imaging, activate millimeter-wave radar.”

”Tell all ships to maintain formation; don’t lose your footing just because of this little smoke. The Dragon Summer people can only disgust us; don’t let them make a joke out of us.”

However, two seconds passed.

No one responded to his order.

The originally noisy and orderly command room was now eerily quiet.

George frowned and turned back: ”Radar officer? Are you deaf?”

The radar officer was staring at the screen, his expression as colorful as if he had just swallowed a poisonous mushroom. His hands were typing frantically on the console, sweat dripping down his forehead.

”Re... Report, General!” The radar officer’s voice was stuttering, as if he had seen a ghost, ”Ra... Radar has failed!”

”What do you mean failed?” George strode over, ”Interfered with? Switch frequencies! Do I need to teach you this kind of thing?”

”It’s not interference... it’s... it’s gone!” The radar officer pointed at the screen. On the display that should have shown the light spots of dozens of surrounding ships, there was only a patch of dismal white snow. ”There is nothing! The sea surface... the sea surface is empty!”

”That’s impossible!” George pushed the radar officer aside and leaned over the screen himself.

Empty.

It really was empty.