National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

The red light in the sky grew increasingly blinding, and the alarm blared on.

At the front lines of the Chinese army, the deep, powerful heartbeat from the black wooden coffin struck everyone's hearts with each beat.

Chen Xiao's hand was still on the coffin lid, the rust on his palm soaked with sweat.

He could feel his master turn over inside.

Just then, the black mist directly in front of them was forcibly torn apart by a pair of enormous claws.

stab-

The sound of tearing silk echoed across the wasteland.

One foot stepped out.

"Boom!"

The ground within a ten-kilometer radius collapsed by a full three meters.

The yellow sand poured in, forming a huge basin.

The colossal 300-meter-tall structure was completely exposed to the live broadcast from the global sky.

This is a demon god that takes on a humanoid form.

Its entire body was covered with dark purple, regular runes that moved and wriggled on the surface of its skin, constantly changing shape.

It has three pairs of curved, giant horns on its head that pierce the sky.

What's most chilling is its six eyes.

Each of the six eyes emitted a different light.

Red represents fire, blue represents ice, green represents poison, gold represents lightning, black represents space, and white represents time.

All six elements are under your control.

An SS-rank Abyss Commander has arrived.

In the scorched sand pit, David lay on the ground, his bones trembling.

His proud S-class spatial evasion skill was utterly worthless in front of this 300-meter-tall monster.

What does 300 meters mean?

A 100-story building would only reach its waist in front of it.

David looked up at the six eyes that seemed to look down on all living beings, and his stomach churned.

It's impossible to win.

There's no way to fight them.

The United States of America is finished.

The moment he had this thought, the Abyss Commander's red eye shifted, and his gaze fell on the White Eagle Kingdom's position.

The commander raised his hand and waved it casually.

A ball of red light traveled tens of kilometers and crashed down on us.

David's hair stood on end instantly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he activated "Spatial Evasion".

David's figure vanished from the spot and reappeared in a deep pit a hundred meters away.

"boom--"

The red light crashed onto the city wall of the Bald Eagle Kingdom.

One-third of the loess city wall, along with a dozen or so newlyweds behind it, was instantly vaporized by the high temperature.

Before it could even scream, it turned into dust in the air.

David lay at the bottom of the pit, panting heavily, his lungs filled with hot smoke.

He looked at his proud hands, hands that had once unleashed hellfire and torn apart A-level monsters.

But now, his hands are shaking so badly that he can't even make a fist.

If you dodge it once, can you dodge it a second time?

He mustered his courage and raised his head, only to find that the Abyss Commander was no longer looking at him.

That casual strike was merely an unintentional act to loosen its muscles and bones.

David felt a surge of frustration.

He, the strongest superhuman in the Bald Eagle Kingdom, was insignificant in the eyes of this monster.

On what grounds?

He risked his life to gain this little bit of power, even sacrificing the lives of his compatriots to fill the pit, while this monster could flatten a city with a single wave of its hand.

Despair and jealousy intertwined, and David gritted his teeth, his nails digging into the dirt.

He turned his head and looked at the split screen of the Chinese battlefield.

Why are those few people from China still able to stand there so peacefully?

Why is that broken coffin intact?

David cursed wildly in his heart.

go to hell!

Go to hell, all of you!

This 300-meter-tall demon will absolutely crush China into mincemeat!

As long as China is dead, David will not be the only loser!

The comments on the global public channel paused for a full five seconds before erupting.

[How can we fight that? It's 300 meters high! One slap could shatter the city gate!]

David barely survived after using his spatial evasion ability; a third of the city wall was gone!

Those were fires emitted from its red eyes! It still has five eyes that it hasn't used yet!

[Mastered to all six elements, possessing tactical acumen, and capable of self-evolution—this system is determined to kill all of humanity!]

The United States is finished, and so is our country.

[What about China? Can those eight people from China stop them?]

[Block my ass! A 300-meter-tall demon god, those eight people combined wouldn't even be a match for him!]

[Everyone, stop arguing! Look where that monster is looking!]

It's eyeing China's territory! It's set its sights on China!

[It's over. If China falls, this planet is truly doomed!]

[Our ancestors, wake up! If you don't wake up, China will be gone!]

The sense of oppression is so overwhelming; I can hardly breathe even through the screen.

[Eight generals, run! As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood!]

【..........】

The Chinese front.

The Abyss Commander's massive body turned around, and all six eyes stared intently at the bronze city gate of China.

To be precise, it was staring at the black wooden coffin in the very center of the city gate.

The wind on the wasteland suddenly stopped.

The Abyss Commander opened his massive maw, which was filled with fangs, and let out a deafening roar.

This is the first time a monster has spoken since the arrival of the National Destiny Space.

"What's in that coffin..."

The sound reverberated through the air, whipping up a gust of wind that sent yellow sand flying across the Chinese battlefield.

"It makes me very uncomfortable."

The Abyss Commander strode forward with his massive legs, step by step, toward the Chinese position.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

With each step, the earth trembled violently.

Its feet tread on the yellow sand, melting it directly into scalding hot glass.

The temperature in the air soared dramatically, and even the light was distorted by the intense heat.

"Once we've dealt with it, I, the commander-in-chief, can rest easy."

As its words fell, the black mist behind it churned once more.

A massive army of 100,000 bizarre monsters surged out, covering the entire wasteland in dense, overwhelming numbers.

Instead of charging blindly, these monsters formed a neat military formation, flanking the Abyss Commander on both sides.

This is its troop enhancement aura.

The dark purple runes on the Abyss Commander suddenly lit up, and a visible purple ripple spread outwards from it in all directions.

The ripples swept across the 100,000 monsters, causing them to instantly swell in size, their scales to become thicker, and their pupils to flash with a bloodthirsty red light.

The auras of 100,000 monsters converged, causing the oppressive atmosphere to surge wildly.

The entire wasteland trembled under this oppressive feeling.

Faced with this earth-shattering battle, the eight Chinese generals did not retreat a single step.

Old Luo threw down his pipe and quickly formed hand seals.

"Eight Gates Formation, activate!"

A hundred-meter-wide bronze compass spun rapidly in mid-air, with eight golden rays of light falling from its edge, forming a semi-transparent Bagua (Eight Trigrams) barrier in front of the city gate.

As soon as the barrier took shape, the yellow sand on the ground began to surge wildly, turning into earthen dragons that coiled around the outer edge of the barrier.

Liu Bai pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, his pure white pupils wide open.

"A large size does not mean it is without flaws."

He reached out and opened the dark red wooden box, revealing 108 silver needles suspended in mid-air, their tips pointing directly at the Abyss Commander.

Each silver needle was wreathed in cyan spiritual energy, emitting a faint humming sound.

Once the demon's weak point is found, these silver needles will instantly pierce its body.

Ji Yuan raised her hands, and yellow papers flew everywhere.

"Paper armor warriors, form ranks!"

Tens of thousands of paper figures glowing with purple light emerged from the sand, holding long spears and standing in front of the barrier.

These paper figures are covered with a faint golden light, which is the "immortal" attribute bestowed upon them by the destiny of the Chinese nation.

As long as the nation's destiny remains intact, the paper warriors can be reborn indefinitely.

Jiang Chen ripped off his straw hat, revealing his thick arms wrapped in rusty hemp rope.

"I'll see if it's stronger or if my Guixu Chains are tougher."

The sand beneath his feet instantly transformed into a pitch-black swamp, with thick black iron chains tumbling within it, ready to drag the demon god into the abyss at any moment.

Su Qingyi's fingers flew, and black lines wove into a huge net in mid-air.

The black net was covered with densely packed barbs of spiritual energy, specifically designed to cut down any monsters that approached.

The horse bell swayed its crippled left hand, its sound echoing across the wilderness.

Deep, muffled roars echoed from underground as an army of the dead from all dynasties of China burst forth from the earth, standing side by side with the paper armor warriors.

These undead souls wore tattered armor and held rusty weapons, yet their murderous aura was even more intense than that of the abyss monsters.

Chen Xiao, carrying a small iron hammer, stood at the very front of the black wooden coffin.

He didn't say anything, but gripped the hammer tightly until his knuckles turned white.

Guan Shan took a step forward.

"Zheng—"

The Blood-Patterned Iron Blade was fully drawn.

The blood-red patterns on the blade glowed with a blinding red light, and a murderous aura soared straight into the sky.

Guan Shan held his knife in one hand, the tip pointing at the Abyss Commander, who was three hundred meters high, his voice filled with chilling coldness.

"Trying to harm Master?"

Guan Shan flicked his wrist, and the blade cleaved through the air in front of him, producing a piercing sonic boom.

"First, ask the eight of us if we agree."