152: Chapter 152 Such a good thing!

Battalion Commander Lin Xiao stepped forward and answered respectfully.

"Reporting to the Boss."

"Currently, only one-tenth of the machines in the factory are running."

"The net output for one day is approximately five trillion."

Five trillion!

In one day!

Su Yu's breathing hitched slightly.

Five trillion a day, that's fifty trillion in ten days!

This withdrawal speed is much more stable than black-on-black dog-eat-dog deals on the Dark Web.

"Why are only one-tenth running?"

Su Yu keenly grasped the key point.

The machines are all here, so why leave them idle?

This is simply a waste of precious resources!

Battalion Commander Lin Xiao gave a wry smile and pointed to several huge furnaces deep in the factory.

"Because the Materials are insufficient."

"To print this kind of Advanced anti-counterfeit dragon coin, one must add an extremely rare special Ore—the meta-magnetic star crystal—into the pulp."

"Only the powder of this Ore can carry the spiritual energy flow of the anti-counterfeit array patterns."

Battalion Commander Lin Xiao sighed.

"We currently only control one small-to-medium meta-magnetic star crystal vein, and it's right beneath our feet."

"The mining speed of the vein has reached its limit; it can only produce this much Ore per day."

"Without the Ore, no matter how many machines we run, what gets printed is just waste paper."

Hearing this, Su Yu frowned slightly.

Five trillion a day sounds like a lot.

But for him, having just experienced the thrill of spending ten trillion, it felt a bit slow.

It wasn't enough to spend.

"Where else is there meta-magnetic star crystal?" Su Yu asked.

Battalion Commander Lin Xiao instinctively turned his head and looked toward the deepest part of the base.

That direction was exactly where the "Ghost Gate Pass" Abyss Plane rift was located.

"The Abyss Plane."

Battalion Commander Lin Xiao swallowed hard, his expression becoming exceptionally grave.

"According to intelligence from military scouts, there is an extremely massive, large-scale meta-magnetic star crystal vein behind the Ghost Gate Pass rift in the Abyss Plane."

"The reserves are over a hundred times greater than the one beneath our feet!"

Huo Zhenshan took over the conversation from the side.

"That's right."

"If we can capture the vein on the Abyss Plane side and bring back enough Ore,"

"The machines in this mint can run at full capacity!"

Huo Zhenshan looked at Su Yu and held up five fingers.

"One day, it can print fifty trillion in cash!"

Fifty trillion!

In one day!

And.

"The military previously promised that all funds printed by this mint, besides maintaining the daily military expenses of the Pojun Battalion,"

"The rest belongs entirely to you!"

"No handling fees will be charged!"

Huo Zhenshan's words echoed in Su Yu's ears like a magic spell.

It all belonged to him.

No fees.

Fifty trillion a day.

Su Yu's eyes lit up completely.

In those deep, transparent eyes, a heart-stopping, fanatical light erupted.

Go to the Abyss Plane!

Seize the vein!

Once this thought emerged, it spread wildly in Su Yu's mind like weeds.

What Abyss Plane monsters? What danger lurking everywhere?

In the face of the temptation of fifty trillion a day, they were all nothing but weaklings!

Whoever dares to block him from making money must die!

Just as Su Yu was about to open his mouth to ask for the specific coordinates of that Abyss Plane vein,

"Woo—!!!"

The piercing sound of the highest-level alarm echoed madly throughout the entire underground base without warning!

The red alarm lights flashed wildly, illuminating everyone's faces with a sinister cast.

"What's going on?!"

Battalion Commander Lin Xiao's face changed drastically, and he slammed his hand onto the communicator by his ear.

"Battalion Commander! It's bad!"

The desperate roar of a frontline sentry came through the communicator.

"The Ghost Gate Pass rift... the rift has expanded!"

"Terrifying Abyss Plane creatures are forcing their way across the border!"

"The pressure is too strong! The brothers can't hold them off! Ah—!"

The communication cut off abruptly, leaving only a piercing busy signal.

Rumble—!!!

The entire Hundred Thousand Mountains suddenly shook violently.

Innumerable thick cracks appeared on the sturdy alloy walls of the underground base.

An indescribably terrifying pressure, like a bursting black ocean, erupted from the deepest part of the base!

It instantly swept through the entire mint!

Seeing that the violent pressure was about to crush all the minting machines into scrap metal,

Hum—!

Su Yu's gaze turned cold.

A Formless Protective Aura barrier instantly stood across the front of the factory!

Boom!

The Devil Emperor's terrifying pressure slammed fiercely into the barrier and shattered instantly, not even a breeze managing to blow into the factory.

All the minting machines continued to roar and operate.

Su Yu looked at the machines, the corner of his eye twitching slightly.

Although they were saved.

This was his fifty-trillion-a-day ATM!

It almost got destroyed by this beast!

Killing intent.

An extremely cold killing intent permeated from Su Yu.

Huo Zhenshan, however, did not notice Su Yu's abnormality at this moment.

Because he had been completely terrified by the terrifying pressure coming from deep within the rift!

"This aura..."

Huo Zhenshan widened his cloudy eyes, his whole body trembling violently and uncontrollably.

"Breaking a hundred billion Qi and blood?!"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Huo Zhenshan let out a distorted exclamation, his voice filled with unprecedented despair.

"This is a Devil Emperor!!!"

"A real Devil Emperor has descended!!!"

Huo Zhenshan felt as if his world was collapsing.

He had originally thought that only an Advanced Devil Saint was attacking the rift.

He never would have imagined that a real-deal Devil Emperor from the Abyss Plane would forcibly tear open the Seal of Ghost Gate Pass!

This is a Devil Emperor!

With Qi and blood breaking a hundred billion, a supreme Dominator who has mastered the Abyss Plane Law!

It is a completely different concept from a Devil Saint!

A hundred Devil Saints added together wouldn't be enough for a Devil Emperor to crush with a single finger!

"Retreat quickly!!!"

Huo Zhenshan grabbed Su Yu's arm and roared, his eyes nearly bursting.

"Su Yu! Run!"

"This is a real Devil Emperor! Not a phantom! Not a shockwave!"

"Even I cannot withstand a single glance from him!"

"If you stay here, you will definitely die! Go quickly!!!"

Huo Zhenshan was truly panicked.

He knew Su Yu was strong, strong enough to kill four Saint-Grade in one shot.

But so what?!

In front of a real Devil Emperor, Saint-Grade are as fragile as paper!

However.

Su Yu remained motionless.

He let Huo Zhenshan tug at his arm, his eyes fixed on the direction of the base.

There was not a shred of fear in his eyes.

Only an extreme annoyance at having his place trashed.

"Boom—!!!"

At the end of the base, the super-strong alloy defense door weighing tens of thousands of tons was blown to pieces like paper by a purple demonic flame!

A terrifying figure, a hundred feet tall and wreathed in dark purple destructive demonic flames,

squeezed out of the Void Realm rift!

Devil Emperor Mo Yan!

His true form has descended!

"Hahahaha!!!"

Devil Emperor Mo Yan laughed wildly toward the sky, the purple demonic flame instantly igniting the entire underground space.

"The world of the Human Race!"

"This Sovereign has finally arrived!"

He lowered his huge head, his two eyes, like purple suns, looking down at the Human Race below who were like ants.

His gaze instantly locked onto Huo Zhenshan, who was standing at the very front.

"Oh?"

A cruel arc curled at the corner of Devil Emperor Mo Yan's mouth, his voice exploding like muffled thunder.

"I didn't expect that just after crossing over, a Martial Saint of the Human Race would be waiting here."

"Heaven is truly helping me!"

"For my first big meal as a newly ascended Devil Emperor, having a Martial Saint as an appetizer!"

"There's such a good thing!!!"

Devil Emperor Mo Yan was arrogant to the extreme.

He didn't put anyone present in his eyes at all.

A Martial Saint?

In front of him, a newly ascended Devil Emperor, it was nothing more than a slightly larger tonic.

He slowly raised that huge palm burning with purple demonic flames, preparing to directly crush Huo Zhenshan and suck dry his hundred billion Qi and blood.

Huo Zhenshan's face was ashen.

Under this pure Emperor-level pressure, the Qi and blood in his body were firmly suppressed, and he couldn't even move a finger.

It was over.

Completely over.

Not only was he going to die, but the future hope of the Great Xia Kingdom would also be buried with him.