Chapter 1596 - Apocalypse on Mars (1/2)

Chapter 1596: Apocalypse on Mars

Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rainystars

Only 13.78 kilograms of antimatter would be needed to destroy Earth.

If it was in the core of Earth, this number would be significantly less.

Although the conclusion was drawn from theoretical estimates, and there could even be a certain degree of exaggeration, it was still something that could be referenced.

If Mars was destroyed…

If it was detonated in a planetary furnace, one kilogram would probably be enough?

Jiang Chen did not have a chance to personally confirm this. When the magnetic confinement device was inserted into the inlet of the planetary furnace, he activated his interdimensional travel and returned to the apocalypse.

Then, everything was over.

The heat from the core of Mars was transferred here by the metal tubes. It was easy to imagine the terrifying temperature of the unformed quark materials.

The metal was vaporized in an instant, and the magnetic confinement, together with the magnetic generating device, disappeared.

Then, the one kilogram of antimatter released was like a deadly explosive dropped into an oil drum.

And it was an oil drum that was burning…

The moment antimatter came in contact with regular matter, the energy from annihilation did not blow away the surrounding matter like conventional explosives but instead pulled the surrounding matter and the space itself to the center of the annihilation.

A huge amount of energy gushed out so that the space itself collapsed at this moment.

The entire metal spherical space, together with the nearby rock formations several kilometers long, was twisted into light and shadow and pulled into the whirlpool of darkness that seemed to be capable of sucking out souls. The enormous gravitational force radiated from the center of the black vortex to the surroundings, as large pieces of rock formations were torn apart, and the magma that flowed was squeezed into an eruption.

However, the pitch-black void did not exist for long.

One kilogram of antimatter was obviously not enough to create a black hole in the true sense; it was not even enough to create a fake black hole. The matter and energy sucked into the center of the black vortex erupted in an instant, bursting out like a slingshot…

The real apocalypse arrived.

It was the same for the bugs that landed on Mars, the Mars creatures that waved their claws, and the Celestial Trade soldiers who still desperately resisted the incoming bugs and were fulfilling their final obligation in front of the colonial center.

When the Olympus volcano erupted, the surface began to tear apart in large chunks. The already riddled Heavenly Palace City traffic tunnel ruptured inch by inch. The buildings constructed out of steel screamed in agony as the structure was overwhelmed by sheer force. Electric sparks and flying rivets raged in every corner of the city.

The sand dunes became abysses, the mountains were scaled, the vast desert rolled like waves, and the entire planet was like a red-hot soldering iron, ushering in its end.

Swarms of mutants were engulfed in the cracked gullies on the surface, and the worm ships began to accelerate, as they desperately tried to catch up with the Svetovid’s footsteps to escape the whirlpool of death, but it was just a mere hope.

The Svetovid increased its engine output to its maximum, and the space colonization ship that was headed to Mars extended its tentacles and flesh membranes to the limit. However, regardless of who, it was already too late in front of the detonated “planetary bomb”…

…

Two hundred million kilometers away, at this moment, Celestial City was deserted.

A week ago, Celestial Trade implemented personnel control on this city that floated in synchronous orbit. Entry of non-ticket holders was restricted, and irrelevant personnel stranded in the synchronous orbit was persuaded to leave.

After Kelvin watched SS Origin set up, he returned to the space command center, made two cups of coffee, and walked towards his seat.

“Thanks.”

His assistant said as he took the coffee, he felt flattered and surprised.

“You’re welcome,” Kelvin waved his hand and sat down on the chair next to him. “You made me coffee for several years. If there is one person that should say thanks, it should be me.”