If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

At that moment, Bachmann felt as if his soul had been frozen.

Through the screen, he could even feel the supreme majesty emanating from the hundred-meter-tall golden Buddha's lowered eyes, and hear the resonance between heaven and earth caused by the roars of the eighteen thousand-meter-tall golden dragons.

What is that?

That's myth coming to life!

That was a dimensional attack from a higher dimension that mortals simply could not resist!

"No...no...this can't be! It's an illusion! It's their psychological warfare!"

Bachman roared madly, threw away his binoculars, drew his golden pistol, and fired wildly at the screen.

However, the bullets only left a trail of feeble sparks on the screen.

On the screen, the golden Buddha's palm that blots out the sky and the golden dragon shadow that destroys the world have already descended!

Rumble rumble rumble—!!!

No words can describe that deafening roar.

That wasn't an explosion, that was the sky collapsing and the earth sinking!

Bachman's command post, along with all the military facilities, bunkers, armories, and more than 10,000 elite "Black Sand Brigade" rebels within several square kilometers, couldn't withstand even a moment of that palm strike and dragon attack.

The ground beneath their feet seemed to be slammed down by an invisible hand of God, instantly collapsing, cracking, and shattering!

Soil, rocks, steel, flesh and blood... all matter was instantly broken down into the most basic particles under that terrifying energy impact.

When the light fades.

Where was the rebel command post?

All that remains is a giant palm print crater, over five kilometers in diameter, bottomless, with smooth, mirror-like edges, still emitting thick smoke!

And around that palm print, there were eighteen terrifying ravines, each a hundred meters deep, crisscrossing as if plowed by a giant dragon!

One palm strike, one dragon.

A rebel army of 10,000 men, which had been entrenched in the Middle East for many years and caused headaches for countless forces, was completely wiped off the map.

No remains were found.

Ashes.

……

Amanda, West End.

When the earth-shattering roar and violent earthquake came, Gao Dazhuang, Lei Kaihua and the others all subconsciously looked into the distance.

They witnessed firsthand how the sky, shrouded in darkness, was transformed into a dazzling gold.

Then, an enormous mushroom cloud slowly rose.

That wasn't a nuclear explosion; it was a display of power that was... purer and more chilling than a nuclear explosion.

"Team... Captain..."

Gao Dazhuang turned his head with difficulty, looking at the figure that slowly floated down from mid-air and stood in front of them again. His voice was filled with unprecedented awe and fervor.

He knew the captain was strong, but he never knew the captain could be this strong, to the point of being godlike.

If they are "Supermen," then the Captain is the "god" who created them.

Su Chen landed calmly on the ground, as if he had just casually swatted a fly.

He glanced at Academician Chen Jing and the others, who were completely stunned, and said calmly, "The threat is eliminated. We can go home now."

Academician Chen Jing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a single word.

Tonight, his worldview was repeatedly shattered, reshaped, and shattered again...

He now had only one thought: the Dragon Kingdom... no, the world, was about to change.

……

Beijing, Xishan, the highest operational command center.

All the screens were frozen on that apocalyptic scene.

The enormous palm print crater and the crisscrossing dragon-shaped ravines were like indelible marks, deeply etched into the minds of every general present.

Inside the command center, there was a deathly silence.

For a long, long time.

The big shot slowly sat down.

He looked at the young figure on the screen, who had returned to calm and was directing his men to clean up the battlefield, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He recalled the scene five years ago when Su Chen first stood in front of him and proposed to form "Kunlun".

At that time, although he saw hope, he felt more cautious and had a desire to control the unknown forces.

He spent five years trying to put a "nation" on this mythical beast.

Now he understands.

I am not taming a mythical beast.

I am... supporting a true... national guardian dragon for the Dragon Kingdom!

"Pass on my orders."

The leader's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible fatigue, yet it contained an undeniable decisiveness.

"First, all video and audio footage of this 'Thunderbolt' operation is classified as a top-level national secret, 'God-level,' and permanently sealed! Anyone who comes into contact with this information is strictly prohibited from divulging even a single word of it for life! Violators will be prosecuted for treason!"

"Second, immediately activate the comprehensive information shielding and protection plan for the Kunlun troops. From now on, the name 'Kunlun' will 'disappear' from all of our memories. To the outside world, they are just a secret unit with an unknown designation carrying out high-risk missions."

"Third," the leader paused, looking at Su Hongjun with an unprecedentedly solemn expression, "Old Su, from today onwards, you, me, and everyone here will be... protectors of this divine dragon. Before it fully matures, we must spare no effort to clear all obstacles for it and provide it with everything it needs!"

"His existence is our Dragon Kingdom's greatest trump card, ensuring our nation stands at the pinnacle of the world for the next five hundred, even a thousand years!"

"The Divine Dragon that Guards the Nation..."

General Lin murmured the title, a proud smile spreading across his face.

"Excellent! The Nation-Protecting Divine Dragon!"

All the generals present stood up in unison, facing the screen with solemn expressions.

They knew that from this night onward, the world's landscape would be completely rewritten because of that young man.

……

Amanda City, the battlefield.

Su Chen was methodically directing his team to carry out the final cleanup work.

All the surviving rebels were mercilessly finished off.

Kunlun's decisive battle must end in the most perfect manner.

He walked up to Academician Chen Jing, who had regained some of his senses.

"Academician Chen, you must be frightened. I am Su Chen, here to take you home on orders from the Central Committee."

Academician Chen Jing looked at the calm-faced young man who had just orchestrated a miracle, opened his mouth, but in the end only shook his head with a wry smile.

"Comrade Su... Comrade Su Chen, thank you. But... may I ask a question?"

"Please speak."

"The power you just displayed... is that... still science?"

Su Chen smiled upon hearing this.

He shook his head, then nodded.

"It wasn't like that before."

"But from today onwards, it is."

He turned around and looked at the Kunlun team members who were gathering, a barely perceptible smile flashing in his eyes.

His mind had already sunk into the system.

"System, calculate experience points."