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

Chapter 13 The world is waiting to laugh at us; who will defend against this wave of attacks!

Dark green spatial rifts stretched across the sky.

Ten thousand corrupted bone dragons roared and charged out.

The massive skeleton creates an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Each skeletal dragon is over ten meters long, with wings that blot out the sky.

Thick, green venom sprayed from their mouths.

It crashed down on the ground like a torrential downpour.

Smith Jackson stood in mid-air.

His originally white pupils turned completely purple-black.

The power of thunder surged within him.

He suddenly clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

"boom!"

The 50-meter spherical lightning field instantly expanded to 100 meters.

The purplish-black high-voltage power grid completely blocked the area above.

The undead bone armor was originally capable of withstanding ordinary lightning.

It shattered the moment it came into contact with the purplish-black lightning.

A violent arc of electricity pierced through the bone dragon's body.

Cleave down the spine from the skull.

The toxic gas evaporated instantly under high pressure and high temperature.

The hundreds of bone dragons at the forefront didn't even have time to let out a scream.

It instantly turned into a shower of black powder that fell to the ground.

He's not the only one showing off.

The eight teammates on the ground also displayed great prowess.

Mike, a retired Navy SEAL, has donned a new individual combat mech produced by the system.

He held an enchanted Gauss heavy machine gun in both hands.

The gun barrel rotates at high speed.

The azure armor-piercing explosive rounds left a long trail of fire.

Go straight into the sky.

Those bone dragons, dazed and disoriented by the lightning, were attempting to break through from the flanks.

It just poked its head out.

Its jaw and wing joints were brutally shattered by a Gauss armor-piercing round.

It lost its balance and crashed hard from the sky.

The remaining seven special forces members, wearing exoskeleton armor, immediately spread out into formation.

The miniature missile pods on its back are used for full missile launch.

A swarm of missiles, trailing long plumes of flame, weaved a dense network of firepower in mid-air.

A large area of ​​blinding fire exploded.

Wilderness survival expert Bea was running quickly on the ground.

He used the mine-laying skill obtained from the treasure chest to bury high-explosive mines in a large area of ​​sand in front of the stronghold.

Any bone dragon remains that fall down.

As long as that pile of skeletons is still thrashing about, it will trigger the landmine mechanism.

A series of explosions would send them back to hell.

The nine people worked together with exceptional coordination.

This directly constructs a comprehensive, three-dimensional defensive line with no blind spots.

Smith even had the energy to turn his head and raise his eyebrows at the camera.

[Fuck! Mike's machine gun is too powerful! This is America's fear of insufficient firepower!]

Those were D-class monsters, all reduced to ashes by Jackson's thunderstorm.

[With technology and superpowers combined, we are invincible!]

[Poison gas can't break through the defenses at all; the world's number one superpower truly deserves its title!]

【……】

On the other side, in front of the cherry blossom country castle gate.

The battle was equally intense.

The poisonous fog poured down on them.

Takeshi Yamamoto stood at the very front of the group.

He gripped the hilt of the black katana that he had taken from the treasure chest tightly in his right hand.

With a stomp of his foot, he blasted a two-meter-deep crater in the yellow sand.

He used the recoil to propel himself straight into the air.

Tighten your waist and abdomen.

Draw your sword.

A 30-meter-long pure black wind blade was unleashed.

This wind blade was several times thicker than the previous one, and black spatial cracks could even be faintly seen at its edges.

A violent wind pressure swept upwards.

They forcefully blew away the poisonous gas that was falling towards them.

The five bone dragons that swooped down side by side were the first to be hit.

The wind blade sliced ​​through the waist.

There were no obstacles encountered.

The hard neck bone broke instantly upon encountering the black blade.

The bone dragon's carcass disintegrated, with rotten flesh mixed with broken bones crashing onto the sand.

Takeshi Yamamoto kept moving.

They precisely stepped on the massive, falling skeletons in mid-air to gain leverage.

Its body kept turning back and forth in mid-air.

Hundreds of black, deadly cutting lines crisscrossed the sky.

One by one, the skeletal dragons were brutally dismembered.

And below him.

The eight fully armed Iga-ryu ninjas were also busy.

His hands created afterimages as he quickly formed hand seals.

"Lightning Release: Ground Net!"

The two ninjas pressed their hands to the ground.

Blue high-voltage currents spread upwards along the sand, forming a huge power grid.

They forcibly paralyzed the bone dragons that were attempting to swoop down from low altitudes and spew poisonous gas in mid-air.

Then several ninjas threw out dozens of kunai with high-explosive tags attached.

It vanished without a trace.

Insert it into the skull through the hollow eye sockets of the bone dragon.

The sound of explosions echoed one after another.

It blasted the bone dragon's brain into a pile of mud.

As Yamamoto Takeshi exhausted himself in the air and began to fall, he saw that he was about to fall.

The last two ninjas, skilled in Earth Release, slammed their hands together on the ground.

"Earth Release: Rising Rock!"

Several rock pillars, each as thick as a water vat, rose from the ground.

It caught Yamamoto Takeshi's feet perfectly, providing him with a starting point for his next jump.

The nine-person formation was highly organized.

He executed an extremely smooth and visually pleasing combo.

Our great Japanese Empire's teamwork is unparalleled!

[Combining ninjutsu with swordsmanship, the bone dragon couldn't even touch the city wall.]

[Yamamoto-kun's movements are simply art! China should just throw away that rusty piece of junk!]

[...]

The scene then cuts to the South Korean front.

This battle was more like a large-scale music show performance.

Park Ji-sung's feet were firmly planted on the ground.

The pure gold cross in his hand emitted a solid wall of light that was hundreds of meters high.

Large swaths of toxic fog fell onto the surface of the light wall, emitting a sickening hissing sound as it evaporated.

Dozens of skeletal dragons couldn't stop themselves and crashed head-on into the wall of light.

The moment the divine light touched the skeleton.

It directly ignited the green, rotting flesh hanging on the bones.

The bone dragon instantly transformed into a massive fireball, tumbling and howling in the sky before finally turning to ashes.

However, such large-scale physical defense consumes a great deal of spiritual energy.

Even after receiving the enhancement, Park Ji-sung's face turned red and his legs trembled slightly.

At this critical moment, eight teammates immediately stepped in.

A handsome boy band idol with eyeliner has activated his sonic powers.

He pulled out a large megaphone from somewhere.

Standing under the city wall, she sang and danced wildly while belting out ear-piercing high notes.

High-frequency sound waves transformed into tangible ripples that spread out layer by layer.

The shockwave caused the bone dragons that were trying to crawl inside the wall of light to dislocate their bones and shatter their skulls.

Two high-class yoga instructors, specially hired by chaebols, sat on the ground with their hands clasped together.

They poured the high-level psychic potions they found in the treasure chest into their mouths.

It is transformed into pure spiritual energy.

Then, with a flick of his finger, he channeled a continuous stream of spiritual energy directly into Park Ji-sung's back.

Park Ji-sung instantly regained his blue aura, and the light wall surged another thirty meters.

Several other Taekwondo black belt athletes were responsible for cleaning up any remaining survivors.

Their calves were covered in high-temperature blue flames.

Any bone dragon that slips in through the edge of the light wall.

These black belt fighters immediately delivered a roundhouse kick.

The flying kick, wreathed in blue flames, landed precisely on the bone dragon's chin.

It fell apart on the spot.

The nine people had clearly defined roles.

They managed to make this defense line as solid as a rock.

Oppa's defenses are impenetrable! That high note was so powerful!

[See that? The light wall opened, and the bone dragon was instantly reduced to ashes! Long live the Republic of Korea!]

[The best formation in the universe! Go watch the Chinese turn into green water next door!]

【……】

The athletes from the three countries received individual reward enhancements.

Combat power has seen a precipitous increase.

Originally, it was a Class D flying beast that experts considered a cause for despair.

Under the barrage of various S-class and A-class superpowers.

They have become nothing more than living targets for them to flaunt their power.

The area above the defensive line was piled high with bone fragments and remains of bone dragons.

The poisonous fog was completely dispelled.

The situation is completely under control.

Seeing that their own players were certain to win.

A large number of bored foreign netizens are displaying a strong sense of superiority.

They flocked to Huaxia's exclusive live streaming room.

They remember it very clearly.

Those eight idiots from China all gave up on SSS-level personal enhancements.

They used it to exchange for the vague and uncertain fate of the nation.

Now the retribution has come.

Are ordinary people with no means of anti-air defense going to try and block a bone dragon with their heads?

The live stream of the Chinese defense line is switched out.

The sky was filled with a green, toxic fumes.

The sky grew completely dark.

The poisonous fog had already pressed down to within fifty meters of everyone's heads.

The pungent, putrid smell assaulted my senses.

The comments from Chinese netizens mysteriously stopped refreshing.

1.4 billion people held their breath.

He stared intently at the few motionless figures on the screen.

Foreign netizens, seeing this, started typing furiously on their keyboards.

The screen was filled with foreign language comments jumping around wildly.

[Haha! They're still sitting there! Are they meditating here?]

This is basically giving up on treatment!

[The poison gas was about to hit their faces! Didn't they even try to hide in the city gate?!]

Where's that awesome blacksmith from before? Draw your sword! Why aren't you? Can't reach the air, huh?

[That little girl is still playing in the sand! She'll melt into green water along with the sand in a minute!]

[Three minutes to go! The gates of Huaxia City will fall! Prepare to be mowed down by a million bone dragons!]

【..........】

The screen was filled with sarcastic comments.

The toxic fog is sinking downwards at an increasingly faster rate.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

ten meters.

Extremely high concentrations of strong acid gas have reached the edge of the loess ground.

The protruding rocks on the ground were instantly corroded and riddled with holes, emitting thick white smoke.

But those eight people.

There was still no action taken.

Guan Shan sat cross-legged on the spot, his eyes closed, his breathing steady.

Even when the poison gas was only three meters above his head.

He didn't even twitch his eyebrows.

The old beggar had just crushed a flea on the sole of his foot and was rubbing his hand on his clothes.

The blind old man slowly and methodically tuned the unbroken string of the erhu.

The scholar drew circles on the ground with chalk.

The little girl bit her finger and looked up at the sky.

They completely ignored this disaster that could destroy a city and a country.

Yanjing, the strategic command center 100 meters underground.

The air pressure is so low it can cause a person to bleed.

Zhou Yaoguo gripped the alloy tabletop tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

"Commander!"

Staff Officer Li was sweating profusely, and his voice had completely changed.

"The gas is right in their faces! And they still haven't made any defensive move!"

The air defense radar emitted a piercing alarm.

All surface-to-air missile arrays have locked onto the airspace above the border.

As long as the poison gas melts a person.

As long as the monsters break through the city gates.

Ten thousand cannons fired simultaneously.

The entire nation of China is prepared to use its flesh and blood to fill the gaps in the country's defenses.

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