Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 26: Death Spiral
'boom--'

As the embassy's iron gates slammed shut, the explosions, roars, screams, and wails from the street outside were completely blocked by the dense protective material. The strong smell of blood no longer washed over his nose, and Secretary Qin, who had been gripping the pistol tightly, finally relaxed, gasping for breath to restore his blood oxygen.

"It's a mess... It's all a mess. How could it turn out like this?"

An hour ago, a secret message arrived from the East Continent, instructing embassy personnel stationed in Sakurajima to enter a state of war alert and prepare for the evacuation of all citizens from Sakurajima. The specific details were unknown due to confidentiality, but it was clearly closely related to the devastating incident occurring in the waters north-central of Sakurajima.

And it was precisely for this reason that when the first human body fell without warning on the street outside the embassy, ​​and the first undead crawled up and attacked the living people around it, the members of the East Continent Embassy in Sakurajima were able to respond most effectively in the first moment - roadblocks were raised, guns were loaded, all doors and windows were blocked, and guns and artillery were fired at hostile targets that approached without warning.

Although there are no cannons here.

But having a cannon doesn't actually have much effect.

When the giant skeleton spider rushed out from the corner of the street, carrying rifles, machine guns, and grenades, and was about to rush into the embassy courtyard, Secretary Qin knew that this time it was not a situation that could be easily dealt with.

He breathed heavily.

"How is everyone?"

“No problem!” “I’m fine.” “Not even a scratch.” “Everything is normal.”

A voice answered him. It was the military attaché who had been guarding the embassy gate with him. Besides them, many East Continent expatriates who had urgently sought refuge were huddled together in fear in the hall. Several female clerks were trying to calm them down and stop them from crying.

He nodded. Outside, there were bursts of explosions and screams. In this city, countless people died, and countless more rose up as monsters. And there was no way reinforcements would arrive immediately.

"Hold on a little longer, someone from the country will be sent to pick us up soon. Lao Li, you go keep an eye on the outside. Xiao Zhou, you and Da Zhu stay here... Sister Wu, can you contact the ambassador?"

He spoke the first part loudly, as he needed to let the evacuated citizens know. He spoke the last part quietly, and the person he was talking to simply shook their head.

The highest decision-makers in the embassy were supposed to be the ministers and counselors. Secretaries like him, strictly speaking, were primarily responsible for odd jobs. However, before the events outside erupted, the entire embassy's senior management team was busy dealing with Sakurajima's decision-makers regarding events in the north, forcing him, a monkey, to bite the bullet and assume the mantle of king.

The minister could not be contacted.

Domestic support cannot be relied upon for the time being.

Secretary Qin's heart twitched, but someone had to shoulder the responsibility. All he could do was to properly accommodate the embassy staff and refugees according to regulations, and then think about the subsequent response.

I always feel like staying here is waiting to die.

But if you go out——

"BOOM!!!" In the distance, a violent explosion shook the entire embassy.

"Lao Li, what's going on?"

A response came from the intercom.

"It's the gas station about four hundred meters away. Something's attacking it... It's huge, like a giant skull. It's already blown up."

"...Keep observing and be careful."

Going out is really seeking death.

The lights in the embassy were all off, and many confidential documents were being urgently processed. The troops on Sakurajima were either unavailable or unreachable, but the only good news was that communications were still working.

"Secretary Qin, many overseas Chinese have called us seeking help. They are all very scared."

"Let them stay in a safe place and wait for evacuation. The country will not abandon any of its compatriots. If you hold on, there will be a way."

"Secretary Qin, according to domestic news, the evacuation fleet can reach Pulau Pinang in as little as twelve hours. But there seems to be some problems with the air force..."

"Please ask them to go as fast as possible."

"Secretary Qin, we still can't get in touch with the ambassador. All official Sakurajima communication channels are down."

"try again."

"Secretary Qin..."

Many voices lingered around him, and he couldn't help but feel irritated. It seemed that since the afternoon, he had felt as if he was in an unusual state of weakness. Both mentally and physically, it was the same. Until a senior clerk suddenly appeared beside him.

"Secretary Qin." He looked up, and his colleague's eyes were filled with caution. "This person insisted that the highest-ranking official at the embassy answer his call."

He realized something and nodded. He quickly walked into a separate room where several technicians were processing confidential documents. He made a few quick gestures at them, asking them to adjust their current positions immediately.

He answered the silent phone.

"Hello, I'm Qin Zheng, the current top official in the East Continent Embassy in Sakurajima. You can tell me anything."

"You can call me 'Daxter'. If you feel like I haven't heard anything from what I'm saying, speak up after I finish."

Is a Chinese.

The accent and intonation were consistent with the habits of a Southerner. There seemed to be a battle going on over there. The sound was clear, but it was always filled with vague collisions and roars.

"Please go ahead." Qin Zheng nodded to his colleague who was recording and analyzing.

"What's happening in Furo right now is most likely unrelated to the dragon on the beach. While both manifest their powers in a manner similar to necromancy in fantasy works, their operating logic and actual strength are completely different. It's best not to confuse the two, and it's best not to provoke the dragon outside."

This is confidential.

Qin Zheng's eyes widened slightly. He only knew something had happened in the north, but he had no idea there was a dragon there. The fact that the other party could even say this proved that he truly possessed some important intelligence or artifact!
"...Please continue."

"The ritual that appeared in Furo is likely some kind of magical ritual, transforming all corpses into undead. Once the number of undead in an area reaches a certain limit, a higher-level undead will automatically spawn. The upper limit is unknown, but it could be some kind of bone dragon or death knight. As for the specific version, you can look it up in the DnD monster book."

Lots of information.

Rather, it was simply too much information for anyone to digest. Qin Zheng had considered that the monsters appearing on the streets might be some kind of monster straight out of a movie or game. However, speculation and empirical evidence were completely different things.

He swallowed subconsciously.

"Do you have...evidence? Any evidence?"

"The evidence is that you're becoming weak, irritable, and easily angered. The reason is that Earthlings have never been exposed to magic, and therefore no one has developed resistance to it. As a result, this ritual, which originally only had the power to summon the dead, now has the effect of slowly killing all living things within its range due to the negative energy erosion."

"You just mentioned a... what ritual?"

"Ritual," the voice repeated. "It seems you really can't hear. Anyway, read more about D&D's monster book while you still understand the word. Also, eat more and stay positive. This will help you endure this negativity. Of course, the best way to cope is to leave Furo, which is probably completely covered by the ritual."

This is indeed valuable information.

The colleagues who were busy recording and analyzing all looked serious.

From the other party's tone and words, Qin Zheng felt that this conversation might be about to end.

There is an opportunity to ask questions.

only one.

"Excuse me... who are you?"

"A fool who doesn't know his own worth."

From the rooftop of a small building hundreds of meters away, Wu Chen gazed at the dim embassy building in the distance. He couldn't ignore the opportunity to save his compatriots in danger. This meant he was prepared to face any consequences that might follow.

but……

Is it good to have a way out? Who knows, you might end up not being able to handle anything and end up having to cooperate with the state.

He sighed silently, watching the giant skeleton slowly dying in the gas station explosion transform into resource points in his hand. And that word, unrecognizable, incomprehensible, and unmemorable to Earthlings, finally uttered it.

"Death spiral...tsk."

(End of this chapter)