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

Five thousand kilometers inland beyond the Longxia border.

This place, once a chaotic wasteland abandoned by the old era, has now become an iron wall guarding the westward advance of the Longxia forces. The biting sand and dust scraped against the armor of the infantry fighting vehicles, making a fine whistling sound that masked the faint rumble of thunder coming from the distant horizon.

"Hey Lao Zhao, can you stop thinking about food all the time?"

The commander of the Falcon Legion sat on the roof of an infantry fighting vehicle, holding a personal terminal in his hand, looking somewhat helplessly at a semi-transparent figure floating beside him.

Zhao Tiezhu was squatting on the cannon barrel, looking back with a resentful expression.

He had become quite familiar with the commander of the Falcon Legion, so he spoke without any restraint.

"Commander, you didn't see it, but we just got news from the logistics department that the fish in Taihu Lake have all become spirits. They're all golden and I heard the meat is incredibly delicious."

The Falcon Legion commander chuckled. "Alright, after this battle, I'll treat you to a whole fish feast when we get back. I'll burn the finest incense and serve you the fattest fish."

"You said it yourself, so don't just make empty promises," Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile.

Just then.

The radar inside the tank suddenly emitted a sharp, explosive sound.

"Beep beep beep—buzz—bang!"

Before the light spot on the radar screen could even display its trajectory, the entire instrument started smoking due to instantaneous overload.

"What's going on?!" The Falcon Legion commander's expression changed.

He sprang up abruptly, instantly switching the terminal in his hand to the combat channel.

But the instruments are no longer needed.

As a heroic spirit, his perception far surpassed that of ordinary people. It was a kind of tremor from the depths of his soul, as if an antelope on the grassland had smelled the scent of a top predator.

Zhao Tiezhu's reaction was more direct.

His body was enveloped in dark golden heroic flames, which swayed violently like a candle caught in a strong wind, and even seemed on the verge of being extinguished.

"Damn it..."

Zhao Tiezhu suddenly looked up, the relaxation in his eyes vanishing instantly, replaced by two bursts of golden light.

"Commander! The big guy's here! A guy that's absolutely gigantic!"

horizon.

A white line is rapidly expanding.

fast.

too fast.

That's a speed beyond what conventional weapons can comprehend.

Before anyone could see what it was, a terrifying sound wave arrived first.

"Boom!"

The enormous sonic boom sent the rubble on the ground flying.

Along with it came a terrifying pressure that made one want to vomit and kneel down. It was the natural contempt of higher beings for lower life forms.

Suddenly.

The white light stopped.

It was in mid-air less than two kilometers away from the convoy.

The enormous kinetic energy did not dissipate due to the sudden stop, but instead transformed into a violent hurricane, overturning the first few light armored vehicles to the ground.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Zhao Tiezhu and the commander of the Falcon Legion finally saw what was coming.

Pale white bone wings, dripping blood and rusty nails, and a huge single eye that stares indifferently at them.

"What the hell is this thing?" Zhao Tiezhu tightened his grip on the knife. "It doesn't look like one of those monsters from a dungeon; it looks more like something painted in a Western Buddhist temple..."

"Angel……"

The Falcon Legion commander frowned deeply. "Is this what they meant by... the descent of a myth?"

The angel did not rush to make a move.

Or rather, it simply doesn't bother with these "ants".

It hovered there silently, like an insurmountable white wall of sighs, cutting off all westward advance of the Longxia army. The pale radiance emanating from it, carrying absolute coldness and order, was violently colliding with the golden radiance spreading from the distant border of Longxia.

sizzle-

A series of cracking sounds filled the air, and space itself seemed to distort under the strain.

It was a clash between two completely different sets of rules.

One side is "white," cold, lifeless, and allowing no room for change.

One side is "Gold," which is passionate, domineering, and full of wild vitality.

……

Longxia, the highest command hall.

At this moment, through the perspective of the heroic spirits, they also discovered the angels.

Everyone stared in silence at the enormous white figure that almost filled the entire screen.

The red bar chart representing the enemy's energy level reaction had long since exceeded the highest scale on the interface and was now displaying as gibberish.

"Energy level...cannot be measured."

Qin Shuangyue analyzed the situation with a serious expression.

"This is not a normal living organism. It is a high-density aggregate of rules, and its very existence repels the surrounding physical laws. In layman's terms... it is altering reality."

"S-rank or above... no, this might even touch the threshold of the so-called 'god'."

"Mythical creatures."

Su Yun leaned back in his chair, his gaze piercing through the giant single eye on the screen, his eyes slightly narrowed, his fingertips lightly tapping the table.

They arrived as expected.

The world beyond the door isn't just filled with monsters, but also with this systematic "civilization." And they've come with ill intentions, their goals are clear.

The other party was after Long Xia. Or more accurately, they were after the "Nine-Sun Sky Patrol" that he had created.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain, and two suns cannot share one day. The "master" of the West clearly lacks the magnanimity to allow the East to have its own sun.

"Sir, the front lines are requesting instructions: should we retreat?" the communications officer asked.

Long Yi sat upright in the main seat and did not answer immediately.

The old man's gaze was calm and still, like a bottomless ancient well.

He looked at the arrogant angel on the screen, then at the young warrior in the corner of the screen who was so oppressed that he couldn't even lift his head, yet still gripped his weapon.

retreat?

Where to retreat?

Behind them lies a land that is recovering, hundreds of millions of people who have just gained hope from despair, and a national psychological defense line that has been painstakingly built.

This retreat not only shattered the army, but also destroyed the backbone that Longxia had just begun to build.

If we back down today in the face of a so-called "god", how will Longxia compete for this great world where all races coexist?

Moreover, this is a good opportunity to test the mettle of this so-called deity.

So Long Yi pointed to the screen and said:

"Comrade Su Yun."

"Can you feel it?"

"The way this guy looks at us."

Su Yun smiled and said, "I sensed it. Such an arrogant look."

"That makes things easier."

Long Yi slowly stood up. At this moment, the old man's spine was straight, as if he supported the aura of the entire command hall.

"Tell the front lines."

Long Yi's voice wasn't loud, but it traveled across thousands of miles in an instant, following the invisible golden thread of national destiny, and resounded deep in the minds of Zhao Tiezhu and all the soldiers on the front lines.

"Since it's here, let's not let it go."

"We Longxia people do not believe in gods. If we must have a god, then it must be a god who follows our rules."

"Stop it!"

"With artillery, with swords, with teeth!"

"Let the whole world see clearly..." Long Yi slammed his fist on the table, his voice booming like thunder, "Do these Western gods shed blood or not?!"

……

front.

The air, which had been suffocating under the terrifying pressure, instantly boiled over with the issuance of this command.

It was like hot blood being ignited from the very marrow of one's bones.

Zhao Tiezhu suddenly straightened his back, which had been slightly hunched. His originally dull armor seemed to be fueled, instantly bursting out with dazzling golden light and making a crisp clanging sound.

He glanced sideways at the regimental commander beside him. His previous roguish air had vanished without a trace, replaced by a moving display of heroic spirit. He grinned, a smile brimming with madness and fighting spirit; there was no trace of his earlier complaint about not having fish to eat.

"Did you hear that? The commander has spoken."

Zhao Tiezhu gripped the horse-slaying saber with both hands, hoisting it heavily onto his shoulders. His eyes blazed with a fierce fire that seemed about to burst forth.

"Commander, how about we have a competition this time?"

"Compare what?" The Falcon Legion commander took a deep breath, his hand conjuring a battle blade, his eyes sharpening.

"Let's see who can remove a part from this birdman first."

With a roar, Zhao Tiezhu transformed into a blinding burst of light, his form completely disappearing into a blinding stream of light. In the pitch-black night, he defied the angel's despairing holy light and surged upstream!

"I've killed Japanese devils and zombies in my life, but I've never killed any of these winged foreign things!"

The roar shattered the fear.

"Brothers! Charge with me!"

"Pull all the feathers out of this bastard's head!!"

"kill--!!!"

next second.

The earthquake trembled.

Countless heroic spirits clad in golden armor transformed into streaks of light, like a meteor shower flowing against the current, crashing fiercely into the so-called high and mighty pale god!