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

The sky cracked open. Vast swirling green mist poured out of the black rift in space.

Ten thousand decaying bone dragons burst out of the crack.

They are ten meters long and flap their wings, which are made entirely of bone.

Pale skeletons were covered with rotting flesh that emitted a foul stench.

Green, highly corrosive venom dripped down the joints.

The venom hit the sand, and the sand instantly emitted white smoke, burning out a bottomless black crater.

Bald Eagles' position in front of the enemy lines.

Smith Jackson's eyes shone with a blinding white light.

The lightning electric field expanded to fifty meters.

The three-headed dinosaur swooped down first, opening its upper and lower jaws.

Thick, green, poisonous gas spewed from their mouths, crashing directly into the lightning field.

Lightning flashed violently as the high-voltage electric arc forcibly decomposed the poisonous gas, emitting a piercing hissing sound.

Smith raised his hands, and several bolts of blue lightning struck the air, accurately hitting the bone dragon's back.

A ring of dark anti-magic runes appeared on the surface of the bone armor.

The lightning sparked on the bone but failed to penetrate it.

The bone dragon let out a hoarse roar and continued its dive towards the lightning.

[My God! This monster can withstand lightning attacks!]

[Jackson, watch out! Their poisonous gas can melt bones and armor!]

Thank goodness, the lightning field stopped the spread of the poison gas!

[Jackson goes all out! Use high-voltage electricity to send these skeletons to their graves!]

Jackson is the strongest! Take them down!

[The United States is the best in the world! Slaughter all these damned reptiles!]

This monster is far beyond what humans can fight; thankfully, we have superpowers!

【..........！】

Smith's forehead veins bulged.

He clenched his hands together forcefully. The fifty-meter lightning field was compressed to ten meters, and the color of the current changed from white to dark blue.

The frequency of lightning strikes increased tenfold. A violent blue beam of light shot into the sky, directly shattering the skull of the foremost bone dragon.

Charred bone fragments littered the ground. Smith gasped for breath, continuing to bombard the remaining bone dragons with both hands.

...........

In front of the cherry blossom country's front.

Ten bone dragons hovered low in the air, spewing poisonous mist overhead.

Eight ninjas pulled out kunai and performed backflips to dodge.

The ground where they were standing had been corroded into a pool of black water.

Takeshi Yamamoto leaped up, stepping on the edge of the black water.

The black katana was swung out smoothly.

A five-meter-long black wind blade precisely struck the neck bone of a bone dragon.

The bone surface emitted a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

The wind blade got stuck in the gaps in the hard bone and failed to cut through completely.

Yamamoto Takeshi shouted and flipped his wrist.

The second wind blade struck down in a double strike.

The neck bone finally broke.

The enormous bone dragon crashed to the ground, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

Without pausing, he leaped into the air, stepping on the bone dragon's corpse, and slashed off the wings of the second bone dragon.

【Baka! This bone dragon's bones are too hard!】

[The poison gas has left them with nowhere to stay, Yamamoto-kun, please be careful!]

[Yamamoto-kun's swordsmanship is unmatched! Cut them to pieces!]

[May the Great Japanese Empire enjoy lasting military fortune!]

[A series of continuous slashes! This is the true embodiment of the Imperial Bushido spirit!]

The Sword Saint's movements as he slays enemies are truly beautiful, flawless.

【………】

...........

In front of the South Korean position.

A 30-meter-high solid light wall stands tall.

Hundreds of skeletal dragons crashed into the light wall one after another. Green venom flowed down the light wall, making a dense, corrosive sound.

Park Ji-sung gripped the cross tightly with both hands, his legs trembling violently. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the light wall. He bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the golden cross. The light wall suddenly erupted with a blinding brilliance.

A divine light pierced through the poisonous fog and shone upon the bone dragon.

The undead creatures that touched the holy light immediately burst into flames. Brilliant fireballs erupted in mid-air as the bone dragon struggled and plummeted to the ground.

[Oppa, hold on! The shield must not break!]

[This toxic gas looks disgusting; it absolutely must not come into contact with your skin!]

[The holy light has unleashed its power! Burn these monsters from hell!]

The Korean people's defenses are unparalleled! No one can break through them!

No one can break through Park Oppa's shield! We are absolutely safe!

[China didn't even have city walls or fortifications; it must have been melted into water by the poison gas!]

[Let's pop some champagne early to celebrate China's removal from the map of the world!]

[Let's go check out the deaths of those poor bastards in the Huaxia livestream!]

[...]

As athletes from various countries displayed their prowess and successfully withstood the first wave of attacks from the Bone Dragon, the confidence of foreign netizens reached its peak.

They stormed into the Huaxia exclusive live broadcast room in a grand manner.

Inside the Huaxia live broadcast room, the camera was pointed directly at the sandy ground in front of the city gate.

The sky had turned a dark green. Ten thousand decaying bone dragons flew hundreds of meters in the air.

They flapped their skeletal wings with all their might, fanning a highly toxic green mist toward the ground.

When yellow sand comes into contact with toxic gas, it quickly turns black and dissolves.

The shadows completely covered this ancient yellow earth.

The Chinese defense line: eight people per coffin.

Guan Shan sat cross-legged on the dry sand, his eyes closed.

His hands rested casually on his knees, his chest rose and fell gently, and his breathing was even.

The old beggar took off one shoe and was scratching the black mud off the sole of his foot.

The blind old man closed his eyes and scratched his back with the hand holding the bow.

The scholar was drawing tally marks on the ground with a piece of chalk.

The actress bent down to straighten her slightly torn cuffs.

Chen Xiao squatted down and dug a door for the sandcastle he had just built. Lao Ba held the coffin with both hands and looked down at the sand on the ground.

There were no anti-aircraft weapons. No magical shields. No one even looked up at the monster in the sky.

Chinese netizens are going crazy.

[Holy crap! A flying monster is here! And it's poisonous!]

[Grandpa Guan, wake up! Quickly draw your sword and cut through the poison gas!]

[If someone can fly, how can their blade energy reach hundreds of meters high? This guy is a sitting duck!]

[The poison gas is falling! It's going to melt us!]

[Quickly hide inside the city gate! Don't sit outside and wait to die!]

[I can't watch anymore! My heart can't take it! Anti-aircraft missiles, prepare to launch!]

[It's over, it's really hopeless this time. Physical attacks are completely at a disadvantage against aerial combat!]

Hey guys, at least move a little!

【..........】

People abroad are ecstatic.

[Is this your Chinese guardian deity? A sleeping defense?]

They've given up the struggle; at least they have some self-awareness.

As soon as the poisonous gas landed, they turned into green pus.

Without ranged magic attacks, facing flying monsters is certain death!

[Ten thousand monsters are about to descend into reality, and China will have to give back 30% of its national destiny today!]

[Thanks to the Chinese player for sacrificing himself, reducing the world's garbage population!]

Why aren't the blacksmiths in China swinging their knives anymore? Because they can't reach the sky, right? Hahahaha!

[Let the Chinese military prepare to use human bodies to fill those ten thousand skeletal dragon heads!]

【..........】

In front of Huaxia City Gate, poisonous fog pressed down, leaving less than fifty meters from the ground.

The stench had already filled everyone's nostrils.

Guan Shan still did not open his eyes.

Yanjing Command Center.

Zhou Yaoguo stared intently at the big screen.

"Sir, Guanshan has made no preparations for battle." Staff Officer Li's voice was dry as he swallowed. "He has no intention of fighting at all."

In the live stream room, a Chinese netizen with a high-ranking military insignia posted a long, bold, and red bullet comment, which was quickly pushed to the top of the screen by everyone.

[Don't panic, everyone! Look closely at Guan Shan's posture and demeanor. He's not paralyzed with fear. After killing ten thousand armored wolves, he returned to his original spot, sat down, and closed his eyes. Now, with the poisonous gas pressing down, he still doesn't open his eyes. And look at the others; they're all doing their own thing, completely oblivious to the bone dragon in the sky. Is there any possibility...?]

Countless Chinese netizens stared at this comment, their hearts pounding.

【What could it be? Tell me already!】

He had no intention of making a move at all!

He defeated the first wave of monsters, so his mission is complete!

Holy crap! Did they plan this all along?

[One person fighting a wave? Has the team changed now?]

[Brother Guan is resting, who's going to take over?]

The elderly, the infirm, the disabled, and pregnant... who the hell can we rely on?

If he didn't hit him... then who did?

【……】