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

"Crunch—Squeak—"

The sound wasn't loud, but it had a sharp, teeth-grinding quality. It was like someone was using a rusty, dull file to saw back and forth along the root of your molar.

In the sky, a six-winged angel, hundreds of meters tall, gripped a black, rusty nail in the center of its chest with its right hand. With a flick of its wrist, the once tightly sealed flesh was forcibly torn open. No blood gushed out, only a large clump of thick, unyielding black fluid gushed out through the gap created by the nail.

At that moment, the light in the world changed.

The pale holy light that had permeated the battlefield, carrying a cold smell like hospital disinfectant, was instantly stained by the gushing black mud.

If the previous white represented absolute order, a sterile room where no bacteria were allowed to exist, then the black gushing out now is the most foul-smelling sewer in the world, a swamp of fermenting rotting corpses.

The rusted nail was completely pulled out.

"Thump!"

Spikes were carelessly discarded and thrown into the sea.

The once boiling seawater, upon contact with the nail, did not explode but eerily fell silent. Immediately afterwards, the sea for miles around turned black. The floating debris, dead fish, and even the waves themselves began to grow mold and mildew, eventually transforming into countless agonizing, howling faces.

"roar--"

The angel raised his head.

The body, once smooth as marble, is now visibly deforming. Beneath the smooth skin, it looks as if countless rats are burrowing, and lumps rise and burst, oozing black pus and blood.

The most terrifying thing about it is its wings.

Six already eerie, pale bone wings expanded wildly, instantly obscuring the starry sky. The gaps between the bones were no longer filled with golden divine blood, but with countless eyeballs of all sizes. Thousands upon thousands of eyeballs rolled simultaneously, their gazes fixed on the Dragon Summer defense line below, filled with pure madness and malice.

At this moment, it is no longer an angel.

It is a corrupt aggregate that has crawled back from the depths of hell.

On the distant, deserted island, the doctor was practically glued to the ground.

The expression on his face could no longer be described as fanaticism; it was downright madness, a desire to sacrifice himself. He greedily inhaled the pervasive sulfur and putrid stench in the air, as if it were the most expensive perfume in the world.

"Yes...that's it! This is the ultimate form of individual evolution!"

The doctor gesticulated wildly, the muscles around his eyes twitching uncontrollably with excitement. "What order, what holy light? These are all disguises for the weak! Only chaos, only this kind of bottomless plunder and devouring, is the true meaning of life!"

"It's over. Longxia is finished."

"Having removed the 'Nail of Order,' it is a walking source of pollution. Without even lifting a finger, the radiation from this dimension alone is enough to turn so-called heroic spirits into monsters that only know how to kill."

"Let's see how you handle this!"

……

front.

The once high-spirited Dragon Summer warriors were now at a loss like never before.

It's not that they're afraid of dying.

Rather, it's the body's instinct to resist.

As the black aura spread, the engines of all the armored vehicles groaned under the strain. The pointers on the instrument panels jumped wildly, finally exploding with a "crack." The communication channels were filled with a cacophony of screams and the piercing crackling of electricity.

The sounds of vomiting rose and fell.

Even the most determined veterans felt a churning in their stomachs, their brains feeling like they'd been turned into a mushy mess.

Even Zhao Tiezhu, a heroic spirit, sensed that something was wrong.

His once solidified soul began to flicker. Black mold spots inexplicably appeared on his golden armor, impossible to remove no matter how hard he tried to wipe them off.

"This is fucking weird... This is kind of weird."

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head, feeling dizzy.

The sword in his hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy, and with each breath, it felt as if he were inhaling a handful of shards of glass, causing excruciating pain.

Even with numerous national blessings bestowed upon him, this feeling could not be suppressed.

"Old Zhao! Retreat!"

The Falcon Legion commander behind him shouted, "Don't push yourself! This thing is radioactive! It'll corrupt your mind!"

retreat?

Zhao Tiezhu looked back.

Behind them was the glowing golden line symbolizing the nation's destiny.

Behind the gold thread are the Taihu Lake fish he's been talking about eating, the old teahouse he hasn't visited yet, and the millions of ordinary people who have just gotten a good night's sleep.

"Refund my ass."

Zhao Tiezhu spat on the ground and gripped the knife handle tightly again.

"Not only are they ugly, but they're also unhygienic."

"Littering everywhere, don't you have any public decency, you idiot?"

midair.

The angel, now completely fallen, slowly bowed his head.

Thousands upon thousands of eyes on the wings were focused on Zhao Tiezhu.

There was no anger.

Only indifference in the face of a speck of dust.

It raised its large, jet-black hand, and in its palm, a black vortex was rapidly forming.

That was "chaotic rules" compressed to the extreme.

Once this strike lands, not only Zhao Tiezhu, but the entire area within a hundred kilometers will be permanently erased from reality and turned into a dead zone.

……

Longxia, the highest command hall.

The alarms were already blaring, and the red light shone on everyone's pale faces.

On the screen, the data bars representing the angelic level had disappeared. In their place was a huge black skull and crossbones symbol.

"System determination: Extinction-level disaster." Qin Shuangyue's voice was urgent.

"Energy nature analysis complete... It carries extremely strong mental pollution and conceptual erosion. Conventional physical defenses are ineffective! Energy shields are ineffective! The national destiny barrier is being rapidly corroded!"

"Sir, the morale of the soldiers at the front is collapsing. Should we issue a retreat order?"

Upon hearing this, Long Yi frowned but remained silent, turning to look at Su Yun.

At this moment, Su Yun sat in a chair, his fingers interlaced and resting on his chin. The red light from the screen reflected in his pupils, but it could not penetrate the unfathomable calmness within him.

"The Western way always likes to do these fancy things."

"If you can't beat them, you try to flip the table."

Su Yun spoke slowly.

"But why would we be afraid of these things!"

He stood up, his thoughts instantly diving into the system panel in his mind. There, a dozen totem icons were flashing, but the bottommost red icon remained grayed out.

That was a sealed evil god.

That was the most primitive, bloody, and romantic understanding of the word "resistance" by the ancient Longxia people.

Is it fiercer?

A battle of ruthlessness?

Is it more unreasonable?

Let's see who's fiercer, more ruthless, and more unreasonable!

Mind lock.

Unlock.

freed.

[Host's will detected... Friendly target locked: Heroic Spirit Zhao Tiezhu...]

[Skill "Wild Dance of Shield and Axe" is being unleashed...]

[Judging in progress... The talent "Territory is Territory" has intervened.]

[Judgment passed. "High-dimensional divinity" suppression has been detected in the current area; regular skills will be nullified by the rules.]

[Extracting from ancient Chinese mythology... Source: Classic of Mountains and Seas, Overseas Western Classic... Keywords: severed head, unyielding, defying heaven...]

[Reshaping the concept...Using a mortal body to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods...]

[Skill mutation complete.]

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【Ancient War God - Xing Tian】

[Description: Xingtian and the Emperor fought here for divinity. The Emperor severed Xingtian's head and buried it on Changyang Mountain. Xingtian then used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, wielding a shield and axe to dance. This is the oldest and most indomitable fighting spirit of China; even with his body and head separated, his fighting spirit can still pierce the nine heavens, causing gods and demons to retreat.]

[Effect 1: Headless Wrath. Grants the target the "Xingtian Dharma Image." Immune to all weakness assessments based on "head/soul" (such as instant death from a headshot, mind control, rule erasure). Under the blessing of the Dharma Image, all mental corruption will be converted into "rage points."]

[Effect Two: Unyielding Will. Conceptual-level Invincibility. When the target's health reaches zero, they will not die but will instead enter a "Fight to the Death" state, forcibly maintaining their physical body's immortality for 30 minutes. During this state, causal weapons are ineffective.]

[Effect 3: Frenzied Dance of the Axe and Shield. Pain is linked to combat power. The more intense the pain suffered by the target, the more exponentially their attack power, defense, and critical hit rate increase. Furthermore, all attacks possess the "Breakthrough" attribute, ignoring divine shields and rank suppression.]

[Note: Even with my head gone, you can still kill me one more time?]