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

Outside the wall.

A carrion beast had already charged towards Amu.

A nauseating stench assaulted his nostrils, and Amu could even see the tattered strips of cloth clinging to its teeth. He closed his eyes tightly, pinned his sister beneath him, and sturdied his back, awaiting the final, excruciating pain.

"Brother, listen."

His sister suddenly tugged at his clothes.

Listen? Listen to what?

Amu subconsciously perked up his ears.

Amidst the cacophony of howling and wailing, he heard a low, humming sound.

It was like an ancient, giant bell being struck, or like some enormous mechanism being activated.

Snap—Boom!

The earth was shaking.

But he didn't feel any pain.

Amu suddenly opened his eyes.

In that instant, he witnessed the most incredible and spectacular scene of his life.

The ancient, unchanging, and ruthless golden light curtain cracked less than five meters in front of him.

It's not broken.

Instead, it resembled two magnificent heavenly gates, slowly sliding open to both sides. Golden runes danced and flowed in the air, finally transforming into a thoroughfare a hundred meters wide.

As the door swung open, an indescribable aura surged out.

That's not the wind.

That is tangible spiritual energy, the lingering charm of the "Glorious Era".

The carrion beast, which had been ferocious and poised to pounce, was suddenly struck by this aura. It let out a mournful howl and retreated several steps with its tail between its legs, as if it had seen its natural enemy.

It was afraid.

It sensed something a thousand times more terrifying than itself behind the door.

"That is..."

Amu stared blankly into the doorway.

There were no heavy machine gun positions as I had imagined, nor were there any barbed wire fences.

There were only rows of soldiers wearing dark green exoskeleton armor.

The leader, a burly man with a dark face, carried a long sword that gleamed with blue light, his expression solemn.

"Make way, everyone."

Zhao Tiezhu strode across the boundary that once represented life and death, his feet landing on the muddy foreign soil.

"Leave these beasts to us."

Before he could finish speaking...

Whoosh!

A blur flashed by.

Amu didn't even see how the burly man with the dark face made his move. He only felt a blur before his eyes, and then a sharp shriek burst through the air.

next second.

The carrion beast, which had just been devouring people, suddenly split its massive body neatly in the middle. The two pieces of the corpse collapsed with a crash, the cut as smooth as a mirror, without even a spurt of blood.

"Holy crap, platoon leader, that 'Splitting Mount Hua' move was pretty cool!" A young soldier's voice came from behind. "But your point of force was off by three millimeters. If it were a little to the left, you could save 20% of the effort."

"Get lost! I was just trying to look cool!"

Zhao Tiezhu lost his composure in an instant, pointing his long sword at the dozens of monsters in front of him who hadn't even reacted yet.

"Brothers! These things used to be tough and hard to fight, but now the country has blessed us. They're smarter and stronger."

"Anyone who needs two more blows to kill a pig can go back and wash my socks for a month!"

"kill!"

boom!

This is not a battle.

It was a massacre.

It is a dimensional reduction attack from a higher-dimensional civilization on a lower-dimensional beast.

Amu was dumbfounded.

He watched as a small, thin soldier, facing the charging monster, neither dodged nor flinched. At the last moment, he simply turned slightly to the side, and his not-so-long dagger precisely pierced a piece of cartilage behind the monster's ear.

Just one strike.

The several-ton monster lay limp on the ground, as if its bones had been removed.

Meanwhile, several snipers in the rear displayed extraordinary skill.

They didn't even look through the scope; some were even chewing gum with one eye closed. The gun barrels swung haphazardly, and several shots rang out.

Several hundred meters away, several agile monsters that were preparing to ambush the refugees had their heads explode like watermelons at the same time.

Less than five minutes.

Just five minutes.

The terrifying monster that drove tens of thousands of refugees to despair, collapse, and leave them only to wait for death turned into a pile of minced meat.

The entire battlefield was eerily quiet.

The refugees gaped, forgetting even to breathe.

Is this the army of Longxia?

Is this the power within the wall?

These aren't soldiers; they're clearly a group of war gods in human skin!

"Alright, stop spacing out!"

Zhao Tiezhu flicked the blood off his knife, turned around, and his fierce face now looked somewhat kind. He looked at the ragged, mud-covered refugees, waved his hand, and pointed to the wide-open golden gate behind him.

"Listen up, everyone!"

"No matter what country you were from before, once you enter this door, you must abide by the rules of Longxia."

"Elderly people and children first! Don't push! Anyone who pushes will get a beating!"

"There's food inside! Hot water! Plenty!"

These sentences don't need translation because the words "eat" and "hot water" are universal human terms.

The crowd froze for two seconds.

Then, a deafening wail erupted.

The crowd surged toward the golden Great Wall like madmen.

But this time, there was no pushing or trampling.

At the entrance, there were groups of serious-looking female soldiers and medics guiding the way.

"Wait! Everyone gets a share!"

"The wounded go to the left! Those with children go to the right!"

Amu stood up shakily, holding his younger sister, and moved step by step toward the entrance as if walking on cotton.

Nearly.

closer.

When his foot crossed the golden boundary that had been there before.

The feeling was like surfacing from the deep sea and taking a deep breath of fresh air.

The gloomy sky has disappeared, replaced by a clear, deep blue expanse.

The stench disappeared, and my nasal cavity was filled with a pleasant, almost tear-inducing, fresh scent of grass and trees.

Even the suffocating fear that had been weighing on my heart vanished in that instant.

I could faintly hear the sound of some kind of musical instruments playing together.

That was Su Yun's "A Magnificent Era".

The zither played a clear, resonant tune, while the flute played a melodious tune.

The music wasn't rousing, but it was like a gentle hand, softly smoothing out the wrinkles in everyone's soul.

"Is this... inside?"

Amu's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

There was no blood, no corpses, only a flat cement floor and a mountain of supply crates not far away.

"Comrade, can you still walk?"

A young Longxia soldier walked over, carrying a still-steaming disposable lunchbox.

The young soldier looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a bit of baby fat on his face. Looking at Amu's miserable state, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

"Here, eat it while it's hot."

The young soldier shoved the lunchbox into Amu's hand. "Braised pork rice bowl. It's just that we have a lot of meat here, so eat as much as you want."

The lunchbox is warm.

The heat made Amu's palms ache.

But he couldn't bear to let go.

He lifted the lid with trembling hands.

The rich, dark sauce of braised pork chunks is laid on top of glistening rice, the meat juices seeping into the rice grains and releasing an extremely powerful aroma.

At that moment, Amu, a highly educated individual who had tried his best to maintain the last shred of dignity even while fleeing, completely broke down.

He grabbed a piece of meat, ignoring the heat, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The oil exploded on his tongue, and that long-lost, "civilized" taste instantly broke down his psychological defenses.

"Waaaaah..."

Amu swallowed hard while wailing loudly.

Tears and snot dripped into his food, which he then shoveled into his mouth along with the rice.

too delicious.

It's so delicious!

He wasn't crying over the food.

He cried because he realized that hell and heaven are really only a step apart.

Not far away, Aya, the younger sister, was also fed milk by the medic, and a sliver of color returned to her previously ashen face. Watching her brother cry like a child, she giggled and pointed to the sky, saying:

"Brother, look, it's dawn."

Amu raised his head.

Through teary eyes.

He saw countless armored personnel carriers painted with red five-pointed stars rumbling past him.

They didn't stop.

They went against the flow of people, rushing out of the golden gate and into the gray wasteland outside.

The bright red flag fluttered on the top of the armored vehicle, as if trying to burn through the gloomy sky.

"Where...are they going?" a refugee next to him asked blankly.

The young soldier who was pouring water for Amu smiled, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and said proudly:

"Where to?"

"Of course, we'll go outside."

"Even though you've all gotten in, there are many more people like you outside, and we have to save them all!"

"Our company commander said that no one can be left behind, no matter where we can see!"

Amu was stunned.

As he watched the steel torrent recede into the distance, he suddenly recalled a line from the ancient book of Longxia.

Under the whole world, could it be the king's land.

original.

This is a step into heaven.