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

Western Theater Command, 358th Regiment's position.

The earth trembled, and pebbles danced in the trenches.

Battalion Commander Huang Lei was a typical man from Northwest China—loud-voiced and hot-tempered. At that moment, he was lying behind a bunker, holding binoculars and chewing on a dry grass root.

In the shot, a Cyclops is charging forward, its enormous single eye glowing crimson, and foul-smelling saliva dripping from its mouth.

In the face of this monster, humanity's position is as fragile as a sandcastle on the beach.

"Commander! Should we retreat? This thing is too big! Tank shells are like tickles to us!" the battalion commander shouted into the communications channel.

The giant was only slightly shaken by the volley of fire; it wasn't even badly damaged.

"Withdraw what? Do we need to be afraid?"

Huang Lei spat out the grass root in his mouth, turned around and kicked the trench wall.

He grabbed the communicator, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Listen up, all of you! Our Longxia soldiers only die in battle, not from fear!"

"Mythical creature, huh? God, huh? I don't believe in that! As long as it's a carbon-based life form, as long as it has flesh, it has to be afraid of pain!"

Huang Lei took a deep breath and pointed to the giant's knee.

"It's big, huh? Big things are unstable! All artillery, listen up! Don't shoot at its head, that thing's head's hard! Focus fire on its kneecaps! Blow its legs off!!"

"There are no cowards in Longxia! Open fire!!!"

Boom boom boom—!!!

On the silent Gobi Desert, countless angry tongues of fire suddenly burst forth.

This is not a drill, nor is it some Hollywood blockbuster. This is a clash of steel and flesh.

Dozens of heavy cannons roared simultaneously, their shells whistling as they precisely struck the cyclops' right knee.

If this were abroad, such conventional artillery might only be able to scratch the surface of mythical creatures.

But this is Longxia.

It is a territory blessed by Su Yun with "national fortune".

Each shell that left the barrel seemed to be coated with a faint golden light. This was the indomitable will of this nation, and the land's rejection of invaders.

"roar--!!!"

A blood-curdling scream rang out.

The once invincible Cyclops exploded in a cloud of blood mist from its right knee. Even the resilient golden mythical blood couldn't withstand this torrent of steel, fueled by the fury of a nation's destiny.

The sound of bones breaking was even clearer than thunder.

The massive body lost its support and collapsed with a roar, like a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade being toppled, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Got it! Interrupted!!"

Cheers erupted on the battlefield.

But before the cheers had even subsided, a chimera with the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and the tail of a snake suddenly swooped down from the sky. It opened its massive maw, and a ball of blazing hellfire shot directly into the front-line trenches.

"careful!!"

Several young soldiers had no time to dodge and were instantly engulfed by the flames.

"Two in a row!!!" Huang Lei's eyes widened in horror, his heart felt like it had been stabbed.

It’s over.

The thought flashed through everyone's mind.

However, just as despair was about to spread, a miracle occurred.

As the flames subsided, pungent blue smoke rose from the scorched earth.

In the trenches where there should have been no remains of corpses, golden orbs of light stood tall.

Within the ball of light, several warriors appeared before them, all unharmed!

He's not dead?

He was hit head-on by the mythical raging fire and he didn't die?

Not only were they alive, one of the soldiers touched his still-intact arm, looking completely bewildered: "Commander... I... I think I'm still alive?"

This scene not only stunned his comrades, but even the chimera in the sky was momentarily stunned.

Its not-so-bright mind was filled with questions: This isn't scientific! According to the script, mortals should turn to ashes if they come into contact with my fire, right?

"Hahaha! The big boss has stepped in! God bless Longxia!!"

Huang Lei reacted the fastest, instantly realizing that the expert's skill had come into play.

"See that?! These foreign gods are all shams! The fire looks big, but it can't even burn a living person to death!"

Huang Lei jumped up from the trench, ripped off his hat, and yelled, "Brothers! We're not going to die! Since we're not going to die, let's fight them to the death! Kill these bastards!"

"kill!!!"

The fear that had arisen from facing the mythical creature vanished at that moment.

Since they have divine assistance and have survived by sheer luck, the spirit of the Longxia soldiers is enough to make a hole in the sky!

……

Meanwhile, the online world also erupted in chaos.

The hashtags #KunlunFalls#, #WesternThiefHome#, and #MythInvasion# have already been marked with a red "Exploding" sign.

At first, there was indeed widespread panic.

After all, anyone would be afraid to see their own sacred mountain transformed into someone else's shape and to see countless monsters rushing into their home.

But when the frontline video came back—the scene of Huang Lei directing artillery to blow off the giant's leg, and the soldiers being reborn from the ashes in the divine fire that seemed destined to kill them—the winds of change instantly reversed.

The expected scene of kneeling and begging for mercy did not occur.

Before the so-called "traitors" could even cheer, they were drowned in a sea of ​​anger.

The comments section of Longxia's blog has become unprecedentedly bold and unrestrained.

"Screw Olympus! You dare touch my Mount Buzhou? Do you really think Longxia is without anyone?"

"I'm in the West! I just saw that big guy fall! My great-grandfather fought the Japanese with a gun back in the day, and today, even if I have to smash it with a keyboard or bite it with my teeth, I'll tear a piece of flesh off these foreign gods!"

"Hey buddy up, stop bragging! I just signed up for the reserves! The moment the country issues guns, I'll be the first one in! I refuse to believe this god is tougher than a tank!"

"See that? Our soldiers didn't die! Even the divine fire couldn't kill them! This proves that this land is protecting us! Our ancestors have shown their power!"

"Drive these monsters and demons out!!"

This sentiment has spread from the internet to real life.

There were no riots, and no panic buying.

All that could be seen were countless angry eyes and straight spines in the streets and alleys.

Is it humiliating? Yes, it is.

But after the humiliation comes the rage to expose the truth, the ingrained belief that "kings and nobles are not born with a special destiny."

Whether you're a god or a ghost, since you've come uninvited, don't even think about leaving unscathed!

……

Inside the command center.

All the staff were stunned by this spirit and energy.

Long Yi stared at the red dots on the screen that hadn't retreated an inch, his eyes welling up with tears. He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse: "This is our family's wealth... truly worthy of being called the sons and daughters of Longxia!"

"As long as this momentum hasn't dissipated, we can't lose!"

Su Yun, who had been sitting silently in the shadows in the corner, finally raised her head.

The light and shadow of the screen reflected on his face, flickering uncertainly. He looked at Kunlun, which had been altered into a temple, at the ancient ruins of Buzhou Mountain, which were now unrecognizable, at Professor Li Guodong, who was kneeling in the snow and crying out, and at the soldiers on the front lines who, though not dead, were still fighting a difficult battle.

Su Yun tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

"Indeed, the breath is still there."

His voice was soft, but it was clearly audible in the noisy command center.

"Since no one is backing down, since everyone is risking their lives..."

Su Yun slowly stood up, his gaze becoming colder and sharper than ever before. He didn't look at the rampaging Western gods, but instead looked at the system panel flashing on his retina.

"Then I can't be petty."

"I didn't think we'd need it anytime soon, but since you're all so eager to stick your heads out here..."

Su Yun's finger swept across a series of skill options.

The skill buff is already in effect; that's the source of the warriors' invincibility.

But it's not enough for light to never die.

We must win.

We're going to smash that "Olympus" golden tablet stuck on Kunlun Mountain to pieces! We're going to make those high and mighty gods kneel down and piece together our broken stone tablet bit by bit!

Su Yun's gaze finally settled on several skills in the war series.

[Stopping War is the True Meaning of Martial Prowess], [Iron Torrent], [Ambush from Ten Sides]...