dkrc Chapter 258: One last critical hit!
Chapter 258: One last critical hit!
United States, the Pentagon, the President's Office.
Everyone fell silent.
The air was heavy and shrouded in smoke.
On the screen, the golden afterimage of the Heavenly God of the Kingdom fleeing in panic, and the subsequent scene of the hundred-meter-tall demon god turning into specks of light and dissipating, were so real.
This surpassed everyone's understanding and shattered all established order.
"What did he say at the end?"
President George broke the silence, his voice hoarse.
The translator beside him, sweat beading on his forehead, trembled as he repeated Chen You's last words.
George closed his eyes and rubbed his temples hard.
The phrase "Anyone who offends China, no matter how far away, shall be punished!" echoed in his mind like a morning bell.
This is no longer a simple act of retaliation; it's more like a global announcement.
"So, this is revenge?"
Defense Secretary Holman was somewhat uncertain.
"But it doesn't make sense," another consultant chimed in.
"That giant only crushed the sacred toilet, what's the big deal?"
"All we saw was the capital of a country, a landmark building razed to the ground!"
"Isn't this kind of revenge a bit too childish?"
Holman's eyes flickered: "No...it's definitely more than that."
"What exactly is that power? Do we even possess it?"
He looked at the intelligence experts and staff in the conference room, and everyone looked blank.
Faced with this supernatural power, their proud technological system seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.
George opened his eyes abruptly, his gaze cold and angry.
"What exactly is China hiding? How dare they... how dare they act like this!"
His heart was filled with humiliation and fear, as well as a deep apprehension of this unknown power.
He understood that the world's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or pattern of the world) had probably been completely changed from this moment on.
……
The atmosphere at the Qinling Command Center was completely different.
When the live stream froze on the moment the demon god disappeared as it turned into specks of light, a huge cheer erupted, followed by thunderous applause.
Many people were so overjoyed that they wept and hugged each other.
"It's a success!"
This is the culmination of their century-long forbearance, a moment of triumph for the Chinese nation.
Li Guoan's tense face finally showed a slight smile, but he quickly regained his composure.
He knew that things were not over yet.
"Baiyujing's energy data has begun to recover!"
Sun Feng, the data analysis team leader, was staring intently at the data stream on the screen when a message suddenly popped up.
"The military headquarters sent a letter inquiring whether to continue implementing the Special-1 contingency plan?" Sun Qing reported respectfully.
Li Guoan pondered for a moment, his gaze resolute: "Be prepared to attack, but do not move for now."
"If Chen You doesn't return by the planned time... then proceed."
His voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable determination.
Everyone in the command center knew that the so-called "Special Plan-1" was China's highest-level plan for overseas armed operations.
Once it's started, it means no cost whatsoever.
On the screen, both China and the country were still in chaos.
Self-Defense Forces are arriving continuously, and media reporters are being expelled.
But the images that have been released through various channels, along with the descriptions from those who experienced them firsthand, are enough to shock the world.
Black smoke billowed and scorched earth filled the ruins of the sanctuary.
Those right-wing figures from the United States knelt in the ruins, their eyes vacant.
They clung to the rubble and broken tiles, uttering intermittent cries of sorrow.
With their faith collapsing and their nation's fate sealed, the pillars of their hearts vanished in an instant.
In the courtyard next door, Chen You felt sore all over.
Excruciating pain emanated from every corner of his body; his spiritual energy was almost completely depleted, and his dantian felt utterly empty.
He knew how terrifying the power of the monarch's incarnation was, but the overdraft was equally severe.
If Lin Miao hadn't caught him in time, he probably would have fallen headfirst into the mud by now.
He took out a Spirit Recovery Pill and a Vitality Cultivation Pill and put them both into his mouth.
The elixir melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and the gentle spiritual energy flowed like a trickle, nourishing the parched meridians and repairing the damaged cells.
Although he couldn't instantly return to his peak condition, at least it allowed him to stand firm and stop teetering on the brink of collapse.
"Xiao Miao, are you alright?" Chen You asked, looking at Lin Miao beside him.
Her eyes were red and her face was still streaked with tears; she was clearly quite shaken by what had just happened.
Lin Miao shook her head, her voice a little hoarse: "I'm fine... just... a little... shocked."
She witnessed Chen You's transformation into a 100-meter-tall demon god, saw thunder descend upon the world, gods retreat, and the earth-shattering judgment.
This was far beyond her comprehension, and it also unleashed the hatred deep within her heart that she had never dared to hope for.
Chen You patted her on the shoulder, signaling her to wait a moment.
"It's still a bit lacking."
Chen You chuckled inwardly as he looked over the courtyard wall.
The collapse of this group's faith is indeed divine punishment, a deserved retribution.
But Chen You always liked to rub salt into the wounds of his enemies and then deliver a final "physical exorcism."
With a thought, a jet-black object instantly appeared in his hand.
It was that infamous "Goblin's Stinky Socks".
"Since it's a sacred toilet, let's make it even more worthy of the name."
Without hesitation, Chen You threw the smelly sock forcefully toward the center of the ruins of the sanctuary!
A dark shadow streaked across the sky above the city and landed precisely deep in the ruins.
next second.
boom!
It wasn't an explosion, but an impact that transcended the limits of the senses.
An indescribable stench, like a volcanic eruption.
Centered on the ruins of the sanctuary, it instantly spread in all directions.
That wasn't just the smell of decay; it was more like the ultimate concentrated product of millions of biological weapons fermenting and settling over millions of years.
It carries the bitterness that corrodes the soul, the stench that burns the nerves, and the despair that shatters all psychological defenses.
"vomit--!"
The first to suffer were Watanabe and those right-wing elements who were closest to him.
Just a moment ago they were immersed in grief and anger, but now they instantly switched to their physical limits.
Watanabe's roar abruptly stopped, his face turning from red to green, then from green to white, and he made a dry heaving sound that was not human.
He clutched his stomach, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, his stomach convulsing violently as he vomited uncontrollably.
The remaining right-wingers fled in terror, as if their noses had been pierced by an invisible blade, tears and snot streaming down their faces.
They roared and screamed as they scrambled to escape.
They would rather face death than breathe in that hellish stench.
The stench spread extremely quickly, reaching the surrounding streets and then the entire area in an instant.
None of the onlookers in the street, nor the Self-Defense Force members who came to suppress the protests, escaped.
They covered their mouths and noses, their faces contorted, their stomachs churning, and some even fainted on the spot.
The sounds of sirens, vomiting, and cursing mingled together, creating the most absurd symphony in the city.
This "biological weapon" smell even penetrated professional gas masks, directly attacking everyone's olfactory nerves.
It doesn't discriminate based on people or beliefs; it treats everyone equally, letting everyone taste despair.
It might even leave a "scar" in their heart.
From now on, anyone who has experienced this kind of atmosphere will probably not want to come near this place again.