Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Guigu led a well-equipped and menacing White Tiger Clan army, almost at the very first moment when spacetime stabilized, and boldly stepped into the fifth parallel universe.

His trip completely shattered the pretense of "peaceful communication" and "cautious probing" that he had presented to the Snow Queen.

The moment the army's iron hooves stepped onto the scorched earth of the underworld, without the slightest hesitation, they pounced with overwhelming force on the outposts established by the wolf clan and its affiliated races along the border.

The offensive was swift and ruthless, clearly premeditated, with the aim of tearing apart the border defenses of the underworld in one fell swoop!

In an instant, war erupted across the desolate land of the underworld. The light of exploding energy replaced the dim stars, and the shouts of battle and the sharp clash of weapons tore apart the eternal silence.

However, the battle report that Guigu sent back to the Holy Realm was full of treacherous and deceitful lies.

He claimed that the army under Hades was barbarically obstructing their "friendly welcome" of the Phoenix Clan, and that he had no choice but to "fight back in self-defense" in order to protect the safety of the Holy Realm delegation.

An invasion war that he meticulously planned and initiated was described by him as a helpless act under the pressure of the underworld forces.

The first large-scale conflict between the Underworld and the Holy Realm, triggered by this blatant conspiracy, officially began, with blood and fire staining the Underworld's sky red.

The urgent news from the front lines spread like wildfire, reaching the Lion King, who was stationed in the rear, almost immediately.

With astonishing efficiency and prestige, he quickly organized a coalition of various races in the underworld, building a formidable defensive line to resist the White Tiger Legion's fierce attacks.

At the same time, he dared not delay and immediately reported the urgent military situation at the front to Qin Chuan, who had been living in seclusion, through the communication channels unique to the underworld.

Almost at the same moment, another message from the fourth parallel universe also crossed time and space and reached Qin Chuan.

Night Owl, representing the Cloud Bat Legion, formally requests to join the Underworld.

The two messages arrived almost simultaneously, and the coincidence and deeper meaning behind them are self-evident.

"Ghost King... you couldn't wait any longer after all."

Qin Chuan's gaze pierced through the palace's barrier, as if he could see the smoke billowing from the distant battlefield and a pair of sinister eyes lurking in the shadows, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He instantly saw through all the scheming behind it all.

The Ghost King's eagerness to provoke war, coupled with the Cloud Bat Clan's surrender at this time, was nothing more than an attempt to create the illusion in front of the Snow Emperor that the power of the Underworld was rapidly expanding, its ambitions were obvious, and it seriously threatened the peace of the entire universe.

This forced the Snow Queen, who valued benevolence but was by no means lacking in decisiveness, to personally take charge of the full-scale attack on the Underworld.

What chilled Qin Chuan to the bone was that, based on the details of the battle report sent back by the Lion King and the scattered information captured by his own vast perception, the Ghost King was extremely treacherous.

Despite being the strongest being of the Nebula Body, he completely disregarded his status and dignity on the battlefield, constantly concealing his figure like a venomous snake in the dark, launching sneak attacks on lower-ranking officers and elite soldiers in the Underworld Alliance.

This behavior exposes his despicable and shameless nature.

Qin Chuan knew that with the Ghost King's cunning and suspicious nature, once he personally arrived on the battlefield, the Ghost King would surely sense his overwhelming power.

At that time, the Ghost King will not have the courage to confront him head-on. He will immediately flee far away, hiding behind the army or retreating directly back to the Holy Realm. He will never be given the opportunity to deliver a thunderous blow and completely eliminate him.

"To deal with such rats that hide their heads and tails and only dare to launch sneak attacks from the shadows, the only way to completely eradicate them and prevent future troubles is to strike them with an absolute and unavoidable thunderous blow when they think they have succeeded and are most relaxed and arrogant."

Qin Chuan had already made up his mind.

Therefore, he decided not to personally intervene in this invasion war initiated by the Ghost King, but to entrust the Lion King with the command and response.

This was intended to lull the Ghost King into a false sense of security, causing him to misjudge the Underworld's reaction and continue his arrogant behavior, thus revealing a greater flaw in his defenses.

At the same time, this was also a rare opportunity for the newly integrated Underworld Alliance to undergo a bloody and fiery real-world test.

However, although Qin Chuan did not personally go to the front line, his will, as vast as the sea of ​​stars and as majestic as the origin of the universe, always shrouded the entire battlefield like an invisible and intangible net, closely monitoring every subtle change in the battle situation and the sinister aura hidden in the shadows.

Just as the two armies were fighting desperately, with energy beams crisscrossing and the roars of explosions and the shouts and cries of soldiers echoing through the heavens and earth, at the edge of the battlefield, space suddenly underwent an extremely subtle and abnormal distortion!

The distortion was fleeting, almost imperceptible to anyone without extremely strong perception.

The next moment, a young figure dressed in blue and white armor, with a lithe physique but clearly confused and dizzy, was thrown from another dimension as if by an invisible force, staggering and falling onto the scorched earth littered with corpses and rampant residual energy.

This person is none other than Long Jian, who came from the future and crossed the river of time by accident!

Long Jian's brain was still in a state of chaos due to the violent fluctuations of time travel. His vision and hearing had not yet fully adapted to this terrible, hellish environment, and he had not yet had time to figure out the situation around him.

At that moment, a sinister, vicious dark energy arrow containing terrifying power at the nebula level silently pierced through the billowing smoke and chaotic energy flow, like a venomous fang locking onto its prey, aiming straight for his vital heart!

It was the Ghost King, who lurked in the shadows and habitually eliminated any variables, who carried out this treacherous act!

It was clear that Long Jian, this unexpected visitor from another time, was about to perish here without knowing why, or even where he was or why he was dying.

At the critical moment, a wolf warrior who was fighting a bloody battle with a burly white tiger warrior caught a glimpse of this dangerous scene out of the corner of his eye.

With almost no time to think, he roared and abruptly abandoned his opponent, launching a swift pounce and pushing the bewildered Long Jian away with all his might!

The hidden arrow, carrying a destructive aura, grazed Long Jian's arm armor, blasting a shocking crater into the ground where he had been standing, billowing smoke.

The wolf warrior, caught off guard by rescuing Long Jian, was momentarily slowed in his movements. The aftershock of the energy arrow grazed his arm, shattering his armor and causing blood to gush out, staining his grayish-brown fur red.

Long Jian was thrown back several steps by the force of the impact. Still shaken, he looked at the deep pit before him and the wolf warrior who had saved him, and quickly expressed his gratitude:

"Thank you for saving me!"

The wolf warrior casually and roughly wiped the blood dripping from his arm with his other hand, his eyes still sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the enemy who was roaring and charging forward again.

At the same time, he kicked a standard-issue battle sword that had fallen to the ground, covered in mud and congealed blood, to Long Jian's feet, and growled hoarsely:

"Stop talking nonsense! Pick up your weapons and fight! Here, stopping means death!"

Long Jian subconsciously glanced at the heavy weapon at his feet, a symbol of slaughter, then quickly looked around at the seemingly endless, brutal carnage. A huge sense of absurdity and confusion welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Fight? What are we fighting for? What grudge do we hold against them that warrants such a life-or-death struggle?"

"To live! To be able to control our own lives according to our own will! Instead of being enslaved like livestock by those self-proclaimed 'light' people, or completely annihilated by their so-called 'purification'!"

The wolf warriors roared without turning their heads, as if venting the resentment and defiance that had accumulated over countless years, and then resolutely faced the new enemy once again.

In the brief moment of their conversation, a fierce-looking White Tiger warrior broke through the temporary chaos of the defenses, silently raising a light blade imbued with intense alien energy and stabbing it viciously toward the wolf warrior's back!

The angle was tricky, and the speed was extremely fast!

Long Jian was too far away, with messy obstacles and rolling soldiers in between, so he couldn't rush over to rescue him in time!

Watch out behind you!

He could only utter a futile, anxious warning, seemingly helpless to watch his benefactor, who had just saved him, die a violent death the next moment.

However, at that fraction of a second, just as that blade of light, imbued with the aura of death, was about to touch the wolf warrior's back armor...

An invisible and intangible will, yet seemingly containing the ultimate majesty and cold laws of the entire universe, swept silently across that area like an absolute zero tide!

Time seemed to freeze for a moment at that instant.

The White Tiger warrior who had launched the sneak attack froze instantly, his forward momentum halted abruptly.

The ferocity and murderous intent in his eyes were instantly replaced by fear stemming from his very soul and utter emptiness.

He didn't even make a sound. The next moment, his entire being, along with the energy blade in his hand, was as if it had been directly erased from the level of existence by the power of the highest-dimensional laws. He silently transformed into the most minute and primordial basic particles, dissipating into the air without leaving a trace!

There were no screams as expected, no explosions from the collision of energy, only a complete and chilling absolute annihilation that sent shivers down one's spine!

Long Jian stared in disbelief, his pupils contracting sharply, completely unable to comprehend the scene before him that was beyond all his knowledge and imagination.

What kind of power is this? A law? A miracle?

The wolf warrior who had escaped death was stunned for a moment when he sensed the sudden disappearance of the threat behind him and the fleeting yet awe-inspiring aura that made his blood boil. Then, an expression of fervent devotion and piety appeared on his face, an expression that even lessened the pain of his wounds.

He whirled around, facing the direction of the underworld's palace, raised his blood-stained sword high, and roared with all his might, a roar filled with unwavering faith:

"For Hades!!!"

The call seemed to possess some strange magic, instantly infecting all the Netherworld warriors who had witnessed or sensed the scene just now.

"For Hades!!!"

They also raised their weapons and shouted like a tidal wave. Their morale, which was originally somewhat tired, was suddenly boosted and greatly invigorated!

"Pluto?!"

Long Jian clearly caught this keyword, his expression changed instantly, and his demeanor became drastically different.

He was very familiar with this name!

In his mind, that was the source of immense threats and conflicts that would threaten all parallel universes in the future!

Could it be that I have actually traveled to this era, to the camp of Hades?

Before he could think it through, several enemies, who were bloodthirsty and regarded him as one of the warriors of the underworld, roared and attacked him from different directions.

To protect himself, Long Jian had to suppress the turmoil in his heart and instinctively picked up the sword at his feet to parry, dodge, and counterattack, fighting alongside the White Tiger Clan warriors.

His actions, in effect, have become part of the underworld's defenses.

After that terrifying will manifested and easily annihilated the attacker, the treacherous, venomous arrows that occasionally shot from the shadows on the battlefield completely disappeared.

The Ghost King was clearly intimidated by this will, and became even more careful to conceal all his aura, like a shadow sinking into the deep sea, hiding himself away, not daring to easily reveal his whereabouts, for fear of being locked on by the master of that will.

This fierce battle lasted for a long time, with both sides deploying more and more troops. The battle lines were repeatedly pulled back and forth, resulting in casualties on both sides, and neither side was able to gain a decisive advantage.

With their unwavering will and increasingly harmonious teamwork, the Underworld Alliance firmly withstood the White Tiger Legion's fierce attack.

Finally, based on the assessment of the battlefield situation by their respective commanders, a loud bugle call sounded, and the fierce battle came to a temporary end.

The two armies disengaged like the receding tide, each dragging their weary bodies and heavily wounded soldiers back to their own camps to rest, lick their wounds, and prepare for the next, even more brutal battle.

Long Jian followed the Netherworld warriors he had just fought alongside back to their military camp, which was built against the mountainside in the rear.

He was full of questions and was looking for an opportunity to ask where and when this place was, and how he should get back.

Before he could catch his breath and carefully observe his surroundings, a golden-armored lion warrior with a deep and imposing aura, surrounded by a group of fierce guards, came straight to him.

That powerful aura made the noisy soldiers around him unconsciously quiet down a bit.

It was the Lion King who came on the orders of Hades.

The Lion King's sharp, knife-like gaze swept over Long Jian's blue and white armor, so different from the style of the underworld, finally settling on his face, which still held a hint of confusion and wariness. His voice was steady, carrying an undeniable authority:

"So you're the extradimensional visitor who suddenly appeared in the heart of the battlefield? Hades wants to see you. Come with me."

Upon hearing the words "King of the Underworld" again, Long Jian felt a violent jolt in his heart.

Combining the inexplicable arrival of will on the battlefield, the fervent shouts of the wolf warriors, and the lion king before him, he finally roughly understood his situation.

He seemed to have traveled through time and space to another dimension, the underworld where a fierce war was taking place!

Faced with the invitation from the chief protector under Hades, and the personal summons from Hades himself, Long Jian showed little fear.

He was young, but his will was firm. Moreover, he knew that although Hades was domineering and powerful and believed in the dark jungle law of the survival of the fittest, he had his own set of strict rules and the pride of the strong.

Long Jian took a deep breath, calmed his turbulent emotions, and nodded calmly.

"Okay, I'll go with you."