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

The yellow sand swirled back and forth in the fierce wind.

Twenty thousand berserk giant apes from the abyss shattered the earth's surface.

The two A-level mutated giant apes at the forefront raised their arms.

The bluish-black bone armor reflected a cold, eerie light.

Three hundred meters away.

Su Qingyi stood still.

The black cheongsam fluttered in the wind.

He held the half-foot-long silver steel needle between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

The end of the needle was attached to a roll of rough black thread.

The ball of yarn lay quietly in the palm of his left hand.

In the public live stream room, comments from overseas websites scrolled wildly.

He's gone mad! He didn't even try to dodge!

What's the needle for? To pick the giant ape's teeth?

[This opera singer will be trampled into mincemeat by the giant ape!]

He was terrified! China is finally going to pay the price for cheating!

Look! The giant ape has jumped up!

The shame of the Yamato people must be washed away in the blood of the Chinese!

God will punish them! He'll send them to hell!

[The defenses will break in three seconds!]

【……】

Two hundred meters away.

The two mutated giant apes leaped high into the air.

Its enormous body blocked out the last remaining starlight from the sky.

The shadow completely enveloped Su Qingyi's thin body.

Su Qingyi did not look up.

He bent his right knee and knelt on the sand.

The right hand, holding the silver needle, suddenly exerted downward force.

A half-foot-long steel needle sank to the very root into the dry, hard loess soil.

The black ball of thread in his left hand instantly unraveled.

With the steel needle as the center, black threads burst forth in all directions.

The silk threads weave beneath the sand.

The ground is covered with a dense array of raised marks.

The black line did not rush towards the army of giant apes charging forward.

They burrowed straight into the mountains of corpses and seas of blood piled up on both sides of the city wall.

On the left are the three thousand headless goblin corpses that Guan Shan had beheaded.

On the right are the skeletons of five thousand skeleton soldiers shattered by the sound of horse bells.

In the deep pit in the distance, there were the mangled pieces of demonic wolf that Ji Yuan's paper soldiers had strangled.

In the mud directly in front of them lay thirteen thousand armored crocodiles that had drowned in the river.

The black lines pierced into the cold, dead flesh and bones.

Click.

Click.

On the deathly silent battlefield, a chilling sound of bones grinding together rang out.

A goblin that had been beheaded stood up straight.

The black thread was threaded through the broken neck.

A scattered skull was forcibly sewn onto the goblin's neck with black thread.

Then came the second body, and the third body.

The wolf's severed limbs were connected by black threads.

Its forelegs were attached to the crocodile's tail spikes, and its back was sewn with goblin armor.

Those abyssal crocodiles, whose life force had been drained by the Jiangchen River, had their spines pierced from the inside by black lines.

They pried open the heavy eyelids.

There was no white in his eyes, only an intense, impenetrable black aura of death.

Within seconds.

The more than 20,000 monster corpses that died in the first four waves all stood up.

The black thread reassembles and stitches them together.

The intense corpse aura transformed into a tangible black mist, spreading outwards along the ground.

They are no longer the low-level monsters from the first four waves, but combat weapons stitched together by Su Qingyi using yin energy and death energy.

The army of corpse puppets has taken shape.

In mid-air, two A-level mutated giant apes crashed down heavily.

Su Qingyi didn't even lift her eyelids.

The sand in front of him exploded.

A giant corpse puppet with three heads stitched together, consisting of the carapace of a venomous crocodile and the claws of a demon wolf, bursts out of the ground.

Without uttering a sound, it crashed head-on into the falling mutated giant ape.

boom!

The recoil caused a large area of ​​the ground to collapse.

The mutated giant ape's enormous fist slammed into the corpse puppet's chest, the crisp sound of bones breaking echoing throughout.

The corpse puppet's chest cavity caved in completely.

But they feel no pain, nor do they retreat.

Guided by the black thread, the corpse puppet swung its sewn-together demonic wolf claws, gripping the giant ape's bluish-black bone armor tightly.

The sharp claws made a harsh scraping sound as they scratched the bone armor.

Behind them, an army of over 20,000 corpse puppets launched a counter-charge against the charging giant ape legion.

Pure, reckless, and violent strangulation.

A giant ape swung its right arm and punched a skeleton goblin so hard it blew its head off.

Bone fragments flew everywhere.

The headless corpse puppet didn't stop at all; it pulled out its broken ribs and plunged them fiercely into the giant ape's eyes.

The giant ape covered its eyes and howled in agony.

On the other side, the wolf-crocodile skeletal creature opened its jaws and bit down hard on the throat of a giant ape.

The giant ape grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the stitched body with both hands and tore it apart with force.

The stitches were torn in two.

The black lines on the ground shot out instantly.

The two torn pieces of the body were forcibly sewn back together in mid-air, the severed limbs were put back in place, and it pounced again.

If its forelimbs are torn off, it will lock them in place with its teeth.

Its lower body was crushed, so its upper body crawled on the ground, using its bones to pierce the giant ape's instep.

The giant ape's ferocious roar turned into a mournful wail.

The Corpse Puppet Legion has an absolute advantage in numbers.

In terms of characteristics, they are not afraid of death and cannot be broken.

This was a one-sided war of attrition and slaughter.

Two eight-meter-tall Class A mutated giant apes are in dire straits.

Dozens of the most elite mutated corpse puppets surrounded them.

A mutated giant ape grabbed a poisonous crocodile corpse puppet with both hands, just about to tear it apart.

The sand beneath their feet exploded.

More than a dozen thick black lines burst out of the ground and tightly wrapped around its ankles.

The black line is taut.

The mutated giant ape lost its balance and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The corpse puppets swarmed forward.

There were no roars, only the dull sound of claws tearing through flesh and bone.

Forcibly pulled or dragged.

The fangs of the demonic wolf and the bone spikes of the venomous crocodile frantically gnawed at the bluish-black bone armor that the mutated giant ape was so proud of.

Click click click.

The Class A armor couldn't withstand this all-around, suicidal biting and broke apart inch by inch.

A tall, skeletal golem reached its hand into a crack in its bone armor and forcefully dug out its finger bones.

It directly ripped out the mutated giant ape's still-beating heart.

He squeezed his five fingers together and crushed it on the spot.

Blood sprayed.

The eight-meter-tall behemoth twitched a few times before falling completely silent.

Foreigners were stunned when they saw this!

My God, is this a necromancer or a demon descending?!

[Have all the dead monsters come back to life?! Why does that crocodile have goblin arms growing from its head?!]

This is terrifying! Such cruel methods are not human; the Chinese are monsters in human skin!

[Captain Jackson is helpless against Class A monsters, but this opera singer is pinning them to the ground and gnawing on them!]

[Oh no, oh no! After these corpses finish eating the monkeys, will they come after us next?]

[The Republic of Korea strongly protests! This opera singer is from our country!]

That's right! The sewing technique he used is a lost art from ancient Korean courts; he definitely has Korean ancestry!

[Return him to the Republic of Korea immediately! We need to verify his household registration!]

[China not only steals our culture, but now they're even stealing talent from South Korea! It's utterly shameless!]

[Hey, stop arguing! Look at those two A-level giant apes, there's not even a bone fragment left!]

【………】

The battles began quickly and ended even faster.

ten minutes.

Twenty thousand abyssal berserk giant apes couldn't even touch the three-hundred-meter warning line of the Chinese city wall.

completely annihilated.

The battlefield was littered with mutilated ape corpses.

The dark red blood flowed into a river.

Su Qingyi straightened up.

Gently pull back with your left hand.

The black threads scattered across the entire battlefield instantly contracted.

puff.

puff.

Without the support of the black line, more than 20,000 corpse puppets collapsed in unison, turning back into lifeless pieces of flesh and bones.

This time, we added materials for 20,000 more giant apes.

The silver steel needle, carrying the ball of thread, flew back into Su Qingyi's palm.

He pinned the steel needle to the collar of his black cheongsam.

He picked up a piece of white cotton cloth from the side and wiped the blood and dirt off his fingers.

The sound was soft and quiet, yet it traveled clearly throughout the world.

"Good materials."

"It shouldn't be wasted."