Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

Chapter 49 Heaven and Earth are one word, even ghosts and gods must roll away.

"Jiangcheng's 'Dragon-Suppressing Stakes' protective array couldn't even last a second against it!"

"Director Wang Chonglou—confirmed missing, no vital signs!"

One desperate message after another was gathered here through the internal communication channel.

An old general with gray hair and a resolute face sat in the main seat, his fists clenched tightly.

"Is there really no other way?" His voice was hoarse.

"Reporting, sir!" An elderly professor with a refined demeanor and wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood up, pointing to a rapidly rising red data bar on the screen, his voice urgent.

"There's no way! Conventional weapons are ineffective against it, and our $-level combat power is utterly helpless against it! This is no longer a disaster level we can handle! We must—we must activate the 'Divine Retribution' plan!"

"Divine Retribution" Plan.

Upon hearing these four words, the expressions of all the bigwigs present changed.

That was the Dragon Sparrow Kingdom's last trump card, a trump card that would lead to mutual destruction.

Once activated, Jiangcheng, along with that S$-level Ghost King, will be completely wiped off the map.

Just as the old general was about to issue this somber order.

An anomaly occurred.

On the screen, the hundred-foot-tall red-robed Buddha statue appeared out of thin air.

Everyone in the command center stood up.

"What is that thing?!"

"A new weird phenomenon? How could two SS-class rank 2 ships appear in Jiangcheng at the same time?!"

"No! Look at the energy readings!"

Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to the screen that monitored the energy readings.

On the screen, next to the red data bar representing the Nine-Headed Bird Demon King, a blood-red data bar suddenly appeared.

The moment this data bar appeared, it burst through the top of the screen!

"The monitoring device emitted a piercing electrical sound, the screen flickered a few times, and then with a 'bang,' it exploded, emitting thick black smoke!"

"Warning! Warning! Unresolved rule-level energy reaction detected!"

"Energy level determination failed! Energy level determination failed!"

The piercing alarm blared throughout the command center. The old professor with gold-rimmed glasses stared at the broken screen as if he had seen a ghost, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

His life's work and his scientific understanding were completely overturned at this moment.

"Not SS-rank—"

The old professor muttered to himself, his whole body trembling.

"That aura—that power that directly interferes with reality, that power that makes words law—I've only seen a similar record in a rare book unearthed from ancient ruins—"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the old general, his eyes filled with unprecedented horror and fanaticism.

"Commander! That's not the Ghost King!"

"That is—an existence that surpasses the 'King' level!"

"That's—the Ghost Emperor!!!"

"A moving natural disaster! A walking rule! Jiangcheng! How could a Ghost Emperor possibly descend upon Jiangcheng?!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Through satellite footage, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The being they called the "Ghost Emperor" uttered only one word.

Then, that $$-level demon king that had left them helpless, and which they were preparing to use the "Divine Retribution" plan to deal with, truly—

They've left.

Jiangcheng, West Gate.

The hundred-foot-tall red-robed Dharma image in the sky slowly faded, turning into specks of red light, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

The eerie, joyful melody that had resonated throughout heaven and earth also came to a halt.

The world returned to silence.

Su Hongyi remained standing in front of Lin Che, dressed in red and holding a red umbrella.

It was as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

She slowly turned around, tilted her head up, and looked at Lin Che.

The previous scarlet and majesty were gone from those pure phoenix eyes; in their place was a bright, expectant look, like that of a small animal waiting for its owner's praise.

"My husband."

Her voice returned to its sweet and soft tone.

"It's stopped making noise."

Lin Che looked at her, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

He reached out, his movements a little stiff, but he still placed his hand on her head and gently rubbed it.

"Okay, let's stop arguing."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Su Hongyi comfortably squinted her eyes, and a beautiful smile curved her lips.

She really liked this feeling.

On the city wall, all the survivors watched this scene.

Looking at the young man, it was as if he were comforting his own kitten, soothing the terrifying being who had just scared away the world-destroying demon king.

Li Zhen knelt on the ground, his body trembling even more violently.

He looked at Lin Che and Su Hongyi.

At this moment, the fear in his heart even surpassed that when he faced the Nine-Headed Bird Demon King.

The Ghost King is a natural disaster.

Natural disasters are terrible, but ultimately they are disordered and chaotic.

And what's in front of us—

It is a natural disaster that can be controlled and has a master!

Li Zhen's brain was working frantically.

Ghost Emperor——

He remembered the horrified scream that had just come from the command center.

It turned out that it wasn't a malfunction of the instrument.

As he looked at the woman in red who was completely obedient to Lin Che, a thought that he himself found absurd and horrifying surfaced in his mind.

Jiangcheng, no.

The whole world may be about to change.

On the city wall, there was a deathly silence.

Lin Che's hand was still on Su Hongyi's head; the soft, smooth hair felt wonderful to the touch.

Su Hongyi squinted, like a cat being stroked, enjoying her husband's caresses, a smile playing on her lips, as if the safety of the whole world was none of her concern.

She only cares about him.

But this warmth is seen as extreme horror by others.

All the surviving soldiers and members of the Paranormal Bureau stood frozen in place, too afraid to move.

They looked at the couple, at Lin Che, who had just been an ordinary young man, and at the woman in red whose head he was patting.

That being who repelled an SS-level demon king with a single word.

A cold wind swept across the city wall, carrying the smell of blood and burnt flesh. It blew on everyone's faces, but it couldn't dispel the chill in their hearts.

Everyone breathed very carefully, afraid of making the slightest sound and disturbing the "head pat".

Li Zhen knelt on the ground, his body trembling less, but not because he was no longer afraid, but because his fear had reached its peak and his muscles were beginning to go numb.

He raised his head, his gaze passing through the chaotic battlefield and landing on Lin Che.

The Ghost King is a natural disaster, incomprehensible, and impossible to communicate with.

But what's in front of me—

This Ghost Emperor has a master.

This realization is ten thousand times more terrifying than the Ghost Emperor himself.

A thought began to grow wildly in his mind, overwhelming all fear and reason.

We must—we must talk to him!

Li Zhen used his numb hands to support himself on the ground, his teeth grinding together, and slowly and laboriously got up.

This simple action exhausted all his strength.

His combat uniform was tattered, and his face was covered in blood and dust, making him look extremely disheveled.

But he still stood up straight.

This was his last vestige of dignity as the acting director of Jiangcheng.

He walked step by step toward Lin Che and Su Hongyi.

Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.

The soldiers around him looked at his retreating figure with eyes filled with awe and—sympathy.

In their view, Director Li's departure was tantamount to suicide.

Finally, Li Zhen stopped five steps away from Lin Che.

He dared not go any closer.

He could feel the glance that the woman in red was giving him.

Just one glance was enough to make him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his blood was about to freeze.

Su Hongyi was very unhappy.

Someone interrupted her intimate time with her husband.

The crimson that had just faded in her eyes began to show signs of gathering again.

Lin Che noticed her change, ruffled her hair again, and said softly, "It's okay, sweetheart."

The amazing thing is that this one sentence was more effective than any imperial edict.

The crimson in Su Hongyi's eyes vanished instantly, and she returned to her harmless demeanor, nodding obediently, though she glanced at Li Zhen with displeasure.

Li Zhen's back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

He just had a brush with death.

"Mr. Lin."

Li Zhen's throat was dry, and his voice was hoarse beyond recognition. He struggled to organize his thoughts, and each word was spoken with immense difficulty.

"I am Li Zhen, the acting director of the Jiangcheng branch of the Supernatural Bureau of the Dragon Sparrow Kingdom."