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

Soon, without Su Yun's prompting, the others in the command room also noticed the anomaly.

Through the "God's-eye view" transmitted back by the fallen heroes from the front lines, everyone could clearly see that the sky over the west coast of Europe seemed to have been torn open by an invisible giant hand. Within the rift, there were no tentacles or chunks of flesh that would drive one mad; instead, there was a certain... excessively sacred sense of cleanliness.

Countless halos swirled and intertwined, yet utterly devoid of warmth. Pale white wings blotted out the sky, even the patterns on the feathers possessing a cold, metallic texture. The colossal gate, suspended at the edge of the radiance, opened slightly, its leaked aura causing electronic instruments thousands of kilometers away to malfunction and display garbled codes.

And that's not all.

"Warning! Global psionic index has surged!"

"The giant portal of light suspended above the Atlantic Ocean is not an isolated case. Anomalies have appeared in Northern Europe, Greece, South Asia…"

The operator's voice was urgent.

The images on the big screen began to switch rapidly.

In the Nordic direction, the polar night is replaced by the eternal aurora. The shadow of a colossal tree, though ethereal, stretches across the heavens and earth, taking root without warning in the permafrost. Its roots forcefully crush the foundations of modern cities, its branches disappearing into the void, each leaf seemingly supporting a shattered world.

Above the ruins of Mount Olympus in Greece, the once clear sky was instantly filled with lightning. The lightning wasn't the natural blue-white, but rather a regal purple-gold. Within the pool of lightning, the phantom of a majestic palace slowly descended, accompanied by heavy, muffled thunderous breaths from the clouds, as if an unspeakable giant were parting the clouds, casting a mocking gaze upon the terrified ants on the ground.

Shifting the gaze southward, the Indian Ocean appears to be boiling. Its color rapidly shifts from azure to an eerie milky white, as if the heavens and earth have transformed into a giant churn, reenacting the legendary "churning of the Ocean of Milk."

Amidst the rolling waves, several phantom images of giant snakes with dozens of arms flashed past beneath the surface of the sea, creating whirlpools powerful enough to engulf an aircraft carrier battle group.

On the banks of the Nile, the pyramids, silent for millennia, suddenly overflowed with crimson liquid. The blood flowed down the pyramids, quickly forming a lake.

The long-dried mummy crashed through the museum's glass case, and with stiff yet orderly steps, knelt in the direction of the blood lake, uttering a roar of unknown meaning.

Even in Japan, the closest to Ryūka, the massive red torii gate of Takamagahara appeared in the mist. The phantoms of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons no longer hid in dark corners, but swaggered through the neon ruins of Tokyo, treating the living as a buffet.

"These phenomena are unusual... They don't seem like a simple monster invasion, but more like the revival of mythology itself." Su Yun frowned.

Long Yi's gaze swept across the screen, his expression more solemn than ever before.

"These things... have already transcended the scope of what a regular dungeon can describe," Long Yi said in a deep voice. "Whether it's a god or something else that comes out of there, Blue Star is likely to be reshuffled once again."

"Commander."

Qin Shuangyue suddenly spoke, holding the newly analyzed spectral data in her hand. Her usually icy face showed a thoughtful expression. "These 'mythical landmarks' are currently in a 'semi-projection' state. It's like two overlapping layers trying to merge. They are looking for anchor points."

"Anchor point?" Long Yi turned to look at her.

"Yes, anchor to reality, override the rules." Qin Shuangyue pointed to the energy fluctuation curve on the screen. "The good news is that these copies have not yet fully arrived. Complete materialization requires a huge energy tide, and we still have time."

Before the words were even finished, a sudden change occurred within Longxia territory.

A "crack" suddenly rang out from deep within the Kunlun Mountains.

Although the sound was not loud, every Longxia person heard a deep and desolate breaking sound deep in their soul.

The screen in the command center instantly switched to the heart of Kunlun.

Above the perpetually snow-capped ancestor of all mountains, the wind and snow suddenly ceased. A broken, incomplete, yet ancient and awe-inspiring phantom of a sacred mountain appeared with a thunderous roar.

It is neither as flamboyant as the World Tree of the Norse nor as magnificent and extravagant as the Temple of Olympus. It is simply a mountain, a mountain whose spine has been broken and half of it is missing, yet it still stubbornly supports the heavens and the earth, refusing to bend over.

Buzhou Mountain.

As this phantom appeared, the golden dragon coiled above the destiny of the Dragon Xia Kingdom seemed to receive some ancient summons. It manifested its ten-thousand-foot-tall body, churning in the sea of ​​clouds, and let out a resounding dragon roar that echoed throughout the land.

hold head high--!

At the same time, Su Yun suddenly pressed his hand to his chest. He felt the "National Guardian Shaman" profession tree within him vibrating wildly, its branches rustling. The feeling wasn't fear, but a hunger emanating from the depths of his soul?

No, it's longing.

It's like a wanderer seeing the smoke rising from the chimneys of their hometown.

Mount Buzhou was not an invading force; it was the awakening of the land's own will. It yearned for repair, for wholeness, and for the ability to once again support the heavens.

Inside the hall, everyone was stunned and speechless by the magnificent scene.

Only now did they truly realize that the so-called apocalyptic disaster they had witnessed was nothing more than a warm-up.

Now, the real show begins.

Mythology revived!

But... at this moment.

A hidden worry arose in everyone's heart:

If gods truly emerge from mythology, what will become of us mortals?

for a long time.

Long Yi slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone awake.

"Gentlemen, there's no time to hesitate!"

"Regardless of whether a god comes or not, and regardless of which deity does come, we've lived on this blue planet for thousands of years; there's no reason for us to just hand over our property certificate to someone else!"

The old man turned around and faced the group of generals behind him. The iron-blooded killing intent that originally belonged to soldiers was released without reservation at this moment.

"Pass down the order! All frontline troops, accelerate your advance!"

"A referendum? No time for tedious paperwork!" Long Yi's voice was firm and resolute. "As long as they're alive and don't object, they're automatically considered to have agreed to join the Dragon Summer Federation! Let's plant our flag on every inch of land we can! Before these monsters and demons completely descend, I'll make the whole world Dragon Summer's home ground!"

"Prepare for war! This isn't a rescue mission; it's a battle in this chaotic era of gods and demons, a fight for humanity's last remaining space to survive!"