80: Chapter 80: The Military Parade – A Display of Power That Makes the World Tremble
One month later, Changan Avenue, Beijing.
The sky was as blue as if it had been washed, without a single cloud for ten thousand miles.
But everyone watching this live broadcast knew that above this peaceful sky, billions of space-based monitoring units controlled by the "Nuwa" system were suspended.
Any unauthorized flying object, even a fly, would be instantly vaporized by high-energy lasers within 0.01 seconds of entering the no-fly zone.
On the Tiananmen Rostrum, the top leadership of the Dragon Kingdom was present in full force.
Standing beside them were heads of state from over 190 countries and regions around the world.
Among them were the former governors of various states of the Eagle Sauce, who had once bared their teeth at the Dragon Kingdom but now wore humble smiles.
"My God, what exactly do the Dragon Kingdom people want to do? With such a massive display, are they going to announce the unification of the Earth?" Robert of Texas wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously and whispered to the Governor of California beside him.
The Governor of California gave a bitter smile: "Robert, put away your outdated ideas. Do you think that with Mr. Lin Yun's current strength, this tiny place called Earth still catches his eye?"
Below the rostrum, millions of people gathered in the square, waving bright red flags, their faces overflowing with heartfelt pride and self-esteem.
At exactly ten o'clock in the morning.
As the stirring "March of the Volunteers" began to play, the military parade officially commenced.
There were no long-winded speeches, no tedious procedures.
After the host announced the start, the entire venue instantly fell into silence.
Everyone's gaze was cast toward the end of Changan Avenue.
"They're here!"
The first exclamation broke out from the crowd.
But to everyone's surprise, the first to appear was not a traditional walking phalanx or an armored convoy.
Instead, it was one hundred and eight massive spheres emitting a metallic luster!
These spheres were three meters off the ground, silently suspended in the air, advancing at a uniform speed.
"What is that? Anti-gravity technology? Has the Dragon Kingdom's anti-gravity technology matured to such a level?" The foreign experts on the viewing stand instantly erupted into a frenzy.
However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.
When these metal spheres passed the Tiananmen Rostrum, their shells suddenly bloomed like flower petals.
Inside each sphere stood a warrior clad in heavy armor and holding a plasma lance!
They were not super soldiers, but "Combat Puppets" mass-produced by Lin Yun using artificial intelligence and biotechnology!
They were war machines that were absolutely loyal, untiring, and unafraid of death!
This single phalanx alone was enough to overshadow the armies of every nation on Earth.
Immediately following.
"Roar—!"
A dragon's roar that shook the clouds came from the horizon.
Everyone jerked their heads up.
Nine giant golden dragons composed of pure energy circled and danced in the sky, escorting a phalanx made of countless small drones.
"Are those... the cultural totems of the Dragon Kingdom? They've turned myth into reality?"
"No! Look at those drones! They are forming the names of the black technologies in which the Dragon Kingdom has achieved breakthroughs in various fields!"
"2nm Lithography Machine!"
"Controlled Nuclear Fusion!"
"Room-temperature Superconducting Material!"
"Nano Medical Pods!"
Each name was like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into the hearts of the heads of Western countries that had once blockaded the Dragon Kingdom.
This was no longer a military parade; it was a blatant display of power, a technological dimensional strike!
And the climax only truly arrived when the next phalanx appeared.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
Uniform footsteps that seemed capable of crushing the soul rang out.
Ten thousand super soldiers wearing "Dragon Scale" combat suits appeared in everyone's field of vision.
They shouted no slogans and made no extra movements; they simply advanced with steady and powerful strides.
But the aura they emitted, a mix of iron-blooded killing intent and transcendent energy, caused the air in the entire square to freeze.
When the leader of the phalanx, General Li Yunlong, swept his lightning-like gaze across the viewing stand.
Those former Eagle Sauce governors actually felt a shudder from the depths of their souls; a few even had their legs go weak, nearly collapsing onto the ground.
They had no doubt that the ten thousand people before them were enough to wipe out all the military bases they were so proud of within a single day!
"Monsters... this isn't a human army at all..."
"The Dragon Kingdom... has evolved into a dimension we cannot understand..."
Despair spread through every military command center across the globe.
However, just as the super soldier phalanx was about to pass Tiananmen.
A sudden change occurred!
In the sky above Beijing, that cloudless expanse was suddenly torn open with a pitch-black crack, as if by an invisible giant hand!
Behind the crack was the deep and cold universe, and... a massive stone gate emitting an evil purple light.
"They're here."
On the rostrum, Lin Yun put down the sleeping Qi Bao in his arms, his eyes instantly turning cold.
He knew that the real "audience" for this military parade had finally arrived.
The stone gate slowly opened.
A voice that was cold, devoid of any emotion, yet clearly transmitted to everyone's mind through spatial vibrations, resounded across the entire Earth.
[Humble carbon-based organisms...]
[Your performance has pleased my Lord.]
[Now, offer up your strongest warriors, as well as the male named Lin Yun, as tributes.]
[Otherwise, your planet will be turned to dust in fifteen minutes.]
This voice was filled with the contempt and arrogance of a high-dimensional life form toward low-dimensional beings.
The entire world instantly fell into a panic.
Countless people knelt on the ground, trembling.
Is this the ruler behind the "Moon Gate"? Is this the power of a god?
Just as everyone was falling into despair.
Lin Yun's voice, through the amplification system, calmly spread throughout the venue.
"Noisy."
He only said two words.
Then, he slowly raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers at the crack in the sky.
"Rumble—!"
High above the heavens, a massive starship hidden within the clouds, over a thousand meters in length, slowly revealed its ferocious appearance.
It was the "Dingyuan," the first ship of the "Pangu-class" interstellar destroyers that Lin Yun had secretly built over the past month!
Its cold-glinting plasma main battery muzzle was already aimed at the purple stone gate.
Lin Yun's gaze pierced through space, meeting the indifferent eyes behind the stone gate.
"You want my warriors? Fine."
"You want me? Also fine."
He paused, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"But, it depends on whether... you have the life to take them!"
"Now, I give you two choices."
"Either, kneel down and become the first interstellar vassal race of our Dragon Kingdom's civilization evolution."
"Or..." Lin Yun's voice was filled with an unquestionable dominance.
"Die!"
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