Looking at the footage on the monitor, even though expected, Jayce and others couldn't help widening their eyes.
And on the trajectory of the impact, Faen's face was filled with an undisguised smile. The twisted smile accompanied by Faen's impact trajectory entered everyone's mind—those airship screens were actually just decoys. It was just Faen utilizing the peculiarity of the spirit realm, namely the collective concept of "I saw it through the live broadcast airship," to strengthen the power of the spirit realm.
Thereby maximizing the utilization of the connection between Janna and the Twin Cities themselves, thus projecting the battle from Faen's perspective—or rather from the perspective of Janna floating behind Faen in the state of formless Spirit of the Storm—directly into the minds of all members and residents of the Twin Cities.
Although this sounds a bit twisted, actually, these airships themselves were Faen's spirit realm signal generators, just that the working principle was realized through the rules of the spirit realm.
Actually, this was also a matter of no choice—because the observation magic used for broadcasting couldn't capture Faen, whose speed had already reached supersonic in the Twin Cities area, at all!
And under the perspective of the behind-the-back spirit Janna, Faen's hormones were displayed more intuitively. In their vision, although Piltovians couldn't understand through what kind of technology Zaun projected the footage directly into their minds, every one of them clearly realized that for the current Faen, the current Piltover was almost no different from being static.
Without wanton destruction, Faen flying at high speed just circled the bottom of Piltover, or rather the defensive fortifications built by Piltover's Enforcers. But just this simple behavior produced an astonishing destructive power.
Whether airplanes or fighter jets, they all need to pay attention to whether there are birds appearing around during flight. Because even if birds' bodies are fragile, force is mutual. When an airplane crashes into a bird at an alarming speed, the bird will also return the same force.
Even if fragile birds cannot compare with steel airplanes, the reaction force before flesh and blood explode is enough to smash a huge dent in the airplane's iron skin.
And now, flying at high speed pushed by the storm, Faen's body was even surrounded by a layer of high-pressure water flow under the action of Ashlesh's power. Then, in people's vision, the defensive fortifications that Piltover had spent countless manpower and material resources to forcibly pile up with materials in a limited time recently were pushed flat all the way by Faen.
Not simply crashing back and forth from two sides to open holes, but the moment after crashing out the first gap, he galloped all the way along the track of the fortifications. The surging storm pushed the high-pressure water flow. Looking down from the middle level of Piltover, through a more macroscopic perspective from the live broadcast airships in the sky. People could clearly see that the copper wall and iron wall like the Great Wall surrounding Piltover and blocking the entire Zaun out, constantly exploded and shattered under Faen's impact.
The solid fortifications gave a feeling like glass breaking at a touch. As the entire defensive fortifications were pushed flat exhaustively, Faen then turned his gaze to the main city of Piltover on one side under people's uneasy gazes.
Then—Buzz!!!
Accompanied by a deafening roar, Faen turned into a storm moving forward all the way. The storm here wasn't an exaggeration, but accompanied by high-speed flight, astonishing wind pressure had already generated around Faen. The howling storm formed a white air barrier behind Faen. As Faen's speed increased, this umbrella-shaped wind pressure also expanded constantly. In almost just a few breaths, it turned into a terrifying-scale hurricane, flying towards the main city of Piltover along with Faen.
Thanks to the Piltover Councilors thinking Zaun would jump over the wall in desperation to launch a riot today, most of the city's residents had already been evacuated in advance for martial law. But even so, the Enforcer troops wandering on the streets were swept high into the sky by the following storm the moment after witnessing Faen. For a time, the entire middle level of Piltover completely lost control.
High-pressure wind blades danced wantonly under Faen's rapid movement. Intense air backflow impacted the streets and alleys of Piltover. Even though Piltovians built buildings incredibly solidly to deal with sea hurricanes due to geographical factors, they still appeared incredibly fragile in front of this supernatural natural disaster caused by an individual.
Let alone resisting Faen head-on. Just the intense air backflow had already torn apart an unknown number of walls, and shredded an unknown number of Enforcers and chariots, finally throwing them into the clouds high in the sky disappearing without a trace!
Surrounded by the storm, Faen abruptly stopped his high-speed flight, floating quietly in the central square of the Piltover urban area amidst the chaos.
Under people's puzzled gazes, Faen reached out and snapped his fingers lightly. Accompanied by a crisp sound that forcibly pierced through the endless storm into everyone's ears—with a snap. All storms completely dissipated almost in an instant. And in people's vision, Faen also released the water flow surrounding his body, looking at the empty city around with a relaxed face and saying loudly:
"No need to worry, everyone in Piltover. After all, as a peace-loving person, I came this time just to complete the public execution of the Chem-Barons. Of course, to ensure fairness and justice in this process, I will also let everyone see the whole process as authentically as possible—so, come on!"
A trace of pleasure rose at the corner of Faen's mouth: "Come stop me! Especially those noble Councilors! If I can kill those so-called Chem-Barons like this, it means I can also kill you guys with the same means! Take advantage of this opportunity when I'm not holding a grudge, try as much as possible! Use all means! To feel despair."
While speaking, Faen also came to the ground, walking slowly step by step towards Bluewind Manor in the upper level of Piltover.
As the most prosperous and noble place in Piltover, Bluewind Manor had been the residence of all dignitaries of the entire Piltover—or ancient Zaun—since Piltover's birth. To reside in it, wealth was only the simplest requirement; more importantly was the contribution to, or control of, Piltover. Just like Jayce, although in the position of a Piltover Councilor, just the identity of a Councilor wasn't enough to settle in Bluewind Manor. He needed to master resources and contributions crucial to Piltover.
And before completing the development related to Hextech, before gaining the attention and recognition of other merchant families, just a small family of three making a living in Piltover by hammer craftsmanship, Jayce could only rent a cheap apartment with other Piltover youths trying to make a living and longing to realize the Piltover Dream through intelligence and wisdom.
This was enough to prove what Bluewind Manor represented to Piltovians—almost catching up to Mar-a-Lago.
And watching Faen walk towards Bluewind Manor smoothly and firmly step by step, let alone Zaunites, even Piltovians themselves felt an inexplicable sentiment generated from the bottom of their hearts.
That feeling, as if when Faen took every step, he wasn't stepping on the floor tiles of Piltover urban area, but on the inner pride of the trade nobles in Bluewind Manor—it was true that Piltovians were sincerely proud of their city, but this didn't mean they would agree with those trade nobles.
Rather the opposite, many people deeply resented trade nobles, especially those scholars from Piltover Academy—it was true that these trade nobles were their biggest sponsors, but they would only invest in research that produced rich returns. While those theoretical things, more important for the future, were almost never truly paid attention to.
This was also the key why Faen looked down on Piltover from the beginning—
"Actually, many people have already realized it, haven't they? Piltover and Zaun have reached the most dangerous node. It's just that most of the time, everyone is just looking at the other party, ignoring themselves."
Walking for a while, finding no one came to stop, or rather still watching, Faen wasn't idle either. Instead, he fully utilized his power in the spirit realm and began preaching.
"Zaun seems chaotic, but at least people with ability still have the chance to stand out! Whether Silco, Zeri, or even the gang punks in the sump, and before this, the vast majority of Chem-Barons under Silco, were themselves neighborhood thugs and gang bosses. In the seemingly cruel environment, Zaun just becomes more survival of the fittest. But bottom-level people, as long as they have ability, still have the chance to stand out."
"But Piltover is different—under the seemingly prosperous appearance, Piltover has been completely regarded by trade nobles as their own possessions! All your talents are essentially just adding bricks and tiles to their wealth."
Faen said loudly:
"Even the most excellent graduates of Piltover Academy only hope to pass the interview and sign a servitude contract with a famous family~ Piltover's essence is no different from Zaun, just decorated with more high-sounding lies. In my view, this is more disgusting than Chem-Barons. At least Chem-Barons know they are out-and-out beasts, unlike some guys doing disgusting things but smugly calling themselves saviors~"
Piltover Academy, hearing Faen's words, Heimerdinger couldn't help yelling and screaming.
"This guy, why is he telling all the truth out loud?! Now those humans are going to go crazy!"