The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

Then, something even more outrageous happened.

A sign suddenly appeared out of nowhere next to the tree, with a red circle drawn on it and the words "Greening" written on it.

"???"

The chimera next to it wasn't much better off.

This monster, with the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and the tail of a snake, was preparing to give a group of warriors a "hellfire spa." It took a deep breath, its chest bulging, and red light flashed in its throat—a prelude to spewing out high-temperature flames capable of melting steel.

The soldiers are all ready to defend.

result.

puff.

A sound similar to a fart came from the chimera's mouth.

There is no fire.

There wasn't even a spark.

From its ferocious maw, it slowly exhaled several round, full...black smoke rings.

The smoke ring didn't even drift very far before it was blown away by a gust of wind.

Chimera's eyes widened, and she tried again in disbelief.

"Cough cough cough..."

This time, there were no smoke rings left; it just choked on its own, coughing uncontrollably, its throat feeling blocked and incredibly uncomfortable.

A sign also appeared above its head: [Environmental Protection - Excessive Exhaust Emissions].

An extremely bizarre scene unfolded on the battlefield.

Those mythical monsters that were once so majestic now all looked strangely bizarre.

The Asura, wielding a steel fork, suddenly found its weapon limp, eventually transforming into… a hay rake? It stared blankly at the equally bewildered Dragon Summer warriors opposite it, unsure how to fight. Should it attack them? Or help them loosen the soil?

The once incredibly sharp mythical weapons have been transformed into hoes, sickles, or even large folding fans held by square-dancing grandmas.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?"

Hermes' expression changed. As the god of wisdom, he couldn't understand the principles behind this energy operation.

And it's not over yet.

"My Twin Serpent Staff!"

He suddenly looked at the divine artifact in his hand. This was the scepter bestowed upon him by the King of Gods, possessing the divine powers of hypnosis, spatial teleportation, and wealth; it was a conceptual-level divine artifact.

But at this moment, the staff, which was originally entwined with two lifelike golden snakes and had wings at its tip, is undergoing a terrible mutation.

The two golden snakes, symbolizing commerce and fraud, suddenly developed their own consciousness and stopped obeying commands. Instead, they intertwined and knotted together, tightly binding the wings at the top of the staff.

The scepter's luster quickly faded, the golden outer shell peeled away, revealing... well, the wood grain inside?

A few seconds later.

Hermes was holding a peculiarly shaped, even somewhat ugly, hiking stick.

Moreover, it's the kind specifically designed for the elderly, with a non-slip base.

"You bastard!"

Hermes was so angry he almost threw the broken stick away. He tried to use his divine power to repair it, but as soon as his divine power touched the stick, it was immediately bounced back by a rule called "Controlled Knife Identification Standard".

And in the far sky.

Zeus, who originally planned to launch a major attack on Longxia and completely destroy the western power grid, is now facing an unprecedented predicament.

He raised his scepter, posed there for a long time, and spent a long time gathering his emotions.

"Thunder—!"

Zeus roared, and the sound reverberated for miles around.

then…

Slip.

A small spark appeared at the top of the scepter, followed by a wisp of blue smoke, and the gem at the top of the scepter turned completely black.

It was as if a voice in the air was giving him a legal education:

[Warning: Illegal power grid connection detected; power has been forcibly cut off. Please go to a State Grid business hall to complete the grid connection procedures.]

Zeus: "..."

At that very moment, someone risked entering the Kunlun Mountains and happened to capture this scene live.

Immediately, the live stream room fell silent.

Several seconds later, someone finally posted a weak comment.

"Um...am I seeing things? Was that chimera smoking? And blowing smoke rings?"

"You didn't see wrong upstairs... and that Asura, the way he holds the rake is really strange."

"Hahaha! This is hilarious! Is this how a big shot operates? 'Forbidden passage by Chinese gods ahead'? I think it's more like the gods forbid carrying controlled knives!"

"Turning swords into plowshares! That was an amazing move by the boss!"

On the battlefield.

The soldiers of the 358th Regiment stared blankly at the bewildered monsters holding farm tools across from them for a moment, and then burst into a deafening laugh.

"Hahaha! Commander, look at that big oaf! He's having a tug-of-war with a tree!"

"Hey you with the rake, are you here to help with our Western Development Strategy?"

Huang Lei wiped the sweat from his face and laughed loudly, "That was awesome! That was fucking awesome! A big shot is a big shot, that 'disarming' move was brilliant."

"Brothers! Did you all see that? These foreign gods are nothing special!"

"Since the enemy can't even use weapons, then don't blame us for bullying them!"

"Give me more firepower!"

However, at that moment...

Hermes, who was in mid-air, came to his senses.

He was, after all, one of the twelve Olympian gods, and his mind worked incredibly fast. Hermes threw his old cane to the ground, his eyes darkening.

"Turning swords into plowshares? What a convenient way to suppress rules."

"Do you think you can win by stripping the artifact of its power?"

Hermes' voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying a chilling aura: "Foolish mortals, you simply do not understand the difference between gods and men."

"Even without weapons, we are still gods!"

"Our bones are forged from divine metal, and our muscles contain the power to split mountains and shatter rocks! And you? You are nothing but a bunch of fragile ants."

"And I don't believe that all of you Dragon Xia people can live forever!"

He waved his hand sharply, causing his divine robes to billow.

"All of Olympus! Lay down your weapons!"

"With your fists and your teeth, tear the mortals of the rear cities to shreds!"

Hermes's shout instantly awakened the monsters who were still struggling with their farm tools.

Yup!

I'm a Cyclops! I'm twenty meters tall! One stomp of mine carries tens of tons of force, why would I need to hit a tree? Can't I just stomp on it?

The chimera stopped coughing. Although it couldn't breathe fire, it had three heads and six rows of teeth. Killing a few people would be a piece of cake for it.

Roar--!

The monster legion roared even more furiously.

They threw away their rakes, hoes, and sickles, and with heavy steps, launched a more pure and bloodier charge.

The earth was trembling.

The sheer physical contact brought a more direct sense of oppression.

Huang Lei's expression changed.

Oh no, this Hermes has actually learned to be flexible and is now going to destroy the city.

Even if the enemy loses their weapons, the difference in size remains the decisive factor. No matter how well a human soldier is trained, he cannot stop a 20-meter-tall giant.

This is a gap that is difficult to overcome.

If these monsters were to storm the city, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"I can't worry about that! We have to stop them even if we can't!" Huang Lei gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and more weapons and shells roared towards the enemy.

Command Hall.

Watching the monster legion launch its renewed attack, now even more ferocious than before, Qin Shuangyue's palms were sweaty: "Comrade Su Yun, they've realized what's happening. The difference in size is too great; they can easily break through the defenses."

All eyes were on the young man sitting in the shadows.

Su Yun simply said, "Don't worry, I have another plan."