684: Japanese slaves, kneel down

In the Heroic Divine Realm, the most powerful creatures are undoubtedly the Dragon Clan and demons.

One can fly through the sky and hide in the earth, impervious to elements.

The other can traverse space, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

For ordinary adventurers, encountering these creatures means certain death.

Even for Heroes, defeating a Dragon and slaying a demon is considered the highest honor.

But these Heroes all came from worlds where life was relatively good.

They knew very well that when it came to mythical creatures, what were Dragons and what were demons?

They were not worth mentioning in front of the Divine Beasts of chinese civilization.

Therefore, when they heard the familiar yet strange "Dragon's Roar," they all stood stunned on the spot.

Until now, there had been no trace of Chinese Divine Beasts in the Heroic Divine Realm.

But recently, a suspected evil god from China had appeared!

Qin Yang!

When the Heroes heard this name, their first thought was of Chinese people.

They themselves did not have such surnames, and the NPCs in the Heroic Divine Realm would not have names in this format.

The Heroes had every reason to suspect that this "evil god" named Qin Yang was a "fellow countryman" from the same world as them.

But not the kind of "fellow countryman meets fellow countryman, tears welling up in both eyes."

Instead—

Fellow countryman meets fellow countryman, murderous intent in both eyes!

"This Eastern Dragon, it couldn't have been brought by Qin Yang, could it?"

Uesugi Haru looked out of the tent, not even having the courage to go out and observe.

If Qin Yang was Chinese, then this Dragon's Roar was not a good omen.

Mōri Gen also remained silent, his hand gripping his staff trembling slightly.

If this was truly an "Eastern Dragon," then just its Bloodline alone could suppress the entire Heroic Divine Realm!

Just then, a Hero pulled back the curtain and rushed in, shouting to the two with a Face full of terror: "Sirs, come out and see! Outside... outside, a big fellow has arrived!"

"Is it an Eastern Dragon?" Uesugi Haru asked.

The Hero nodded, still shaken, and said, "And it's not just an Eastern Dragon!"

"Not just an Eastern Dragon?"

Uesugi Haru and Mōri Gen exchanged glances, both feeling their scalps tingle.

But there was no choice; as the chief commanders, there was nowhere to escape at this moment.

They could only sigh, brace themselves, get up, and walk out of the tent.

Outside the tent, there was a profound silence.

Heroes of various forms all looked up to the east, their eyes hollow.

Uesugi Haru was slightly startled, thinking these people had fallen under some illusion, so she followed their gaze.

But with just one glance, her pupils constricted, and her heart stopped, as if someone had clutched it.

"This... this is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

Uesugi Haru finally understood why everyone's eyes were hollow.

Because their Bloodline was suppressed.

In the distant east, nine colossal silver Dragons were soaring through the clouds, crossing over the mountain ridges.

How could Uesugi Haru have ever witnessed such a spectacle?

In their mythological system,

the great demon that brought about the end of the world was merely the Yamata no Orochi.

But the Eastern Dragon symbolized an omnipotent True God.

These were culture and history, a mental imprint carved into the Bloodline.

No matter how much the demons on the island jumped, they could not withstand the gaze of a Divine Dragon from across the coast.

Uesugi Haru was no different.

In her estimation, the arrival of one Eastern Dragon would be an extraordinary event.

But now, she was seeing nine Eastern Dragons at once?

Rumble! Rumble!

The Aura released by the nine silver Dragons had already caused a dramatic change in the weather; the clouds on the horizon were churned like ocean waves and tides, and a roaring hurricane swept across the vast plain.

Tens of thousands of Heroes stood motionless in this storm, dumbfounded.

They truly dared not move.

What kind of joke was this?

Who had ever seen such a display?

Even the appearance of the True Gods of the Heroic Divine Realm didn't have this kind of Aura, did it?

You want us to crusade against such an evil god?

Who among you is the evil god?!

However, what made them despair was yet to come.

As the nine silver Eastern Dragons crossed the mountain ridge,

a floating complex of buildings gradually emerged.

The scale of the building complex was immense,

even surpassing the size of any imperial palace in the Heroic Divine Realm.

And atop the magnificent, ornately carved and painted buildings,

stood rows of golden-armored soldiers holding long halberds.

The style of their armor directly awakened the subconscious fear within the Heroes.

Tiger-head helmets, bright light armor... those were ancient Chinese warriors!

Wind! Wind! Wind!

A majestic and murderous military Aura approached from far away.

The eyes of the allied Heroes were filled with a bloody haze,

as if returning to the era known as "Wa."

Meanwhile, on the Imperial Dragon Carriage,

Qin Yang's hand rested on the hilt of the shangfang sword, his gaze coldly sweeping over the area below.

He truly hadn't expected that the Transmigrators in this world would be close to a hundred thousand.

The key was... they were all from a certain small island nation.

"A total of 93,204 people."

"Today, not a single one of them will survive."

Qin Yang said coldly.

If they were Transmigrators from other places,

he might have given some Face to his fellow Earthlings.

But he and these Heroes were ancient enemies.

To kill one less would be a betrayal of his ancestors.

Thinking this, Qin Yang pointed a hand to the sky, instantly manifesting millions of Divine Weapon Phantoms.

Then, covering the entire plain with his Mental Energy, he shouted down at the hundred thousand Heroes below: "Wokou, kneel! You are not worthy of dying standing."

Boom!

The rolling heavenly might, like the gravitational force of a star, crashed down.

The hundred thousand dumbfounded Heroes, before they could recover from their shock, were pressed to their knees by this immense force, like Mount Tai, and from a high-altitude view, they surged like a tidal wave.

With tens of thousands kneeling, the earth itself trembled.

The adventurers, feeling the pain in their knees, finally came to their senses.

It's over.

This final Boss not only had overpowered stats but also skipped all the usual nonsense, coming in and instantly wiping the floor without a single word!

"Damn it! Don't we have Auras and bonds stacking? How are we still suppressed?"

"No matter how much we stack, we are still Mortals; the one in the sky is already a True God!"

"That's not right! This plot isn't right! Even Uchiha Madara's appearance didn't have this kind of Aura, did it?"

"What Uchiha Madara? Even the Six Paths' appearance isn't like this! This script is clearly problematic!"

"I want to go home! I don't want to be the protagonist anymore! Whoever wants to save this world can save it!"

"Don't panic! We all have a chance to revive! The True Gods will revive us!"

"True Gods, I seriously doubt the True Gods' motives now! To make us crusade against such an existence, they must be the evil gods, right?"

Only now did the Heroes kneeling on the ground realize that they had been tricked by the True Gods.

This was not an invasion by an evil god at all!

He was clearly a True God returning to his rightful place!

After all this, they and the True Gods were the villains!

However, it was too late to realize this now.

In the sky, millions of stars had already lit up, emitting sharp cross-shaped rays of light.

Then, accompanied by the piercing shriek of space tearing, millions of Divine Weapon Phantoms, like a golden downpour, rained down upon the kneeling Heroes.

On the vast plain, a dazzling golden light immediately erupted, then transformed into a golden ocean mixed with blood mist and gravel.

The Heroes' friendship, bonds, and passion, along with their Physical Bodies, were all reduced to dust in this vast expanse.

At the same time, Qin Yang also summoned the human emperor banner and said with a smile, "Send some more toys to my grandfather; I hope he is happy."