249: The End of the Pacific Fleet, Eight Prostitutes Orochi!

Lin Rourou, dressed in a red gown, walked barefoot on a street paved with corpses. Her pretty face, which should have been innocent and pure, was expressionless, with only a pair of hollow eyes reflecting the soaring flames.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood and burning.

Screams, wails, pleas for mercy... these sounds that once filled the city had now all fallen silent. Only the crackling accompaniment of burning flames remained.

"Not enough... still not enough..."

Lin Rourou murmured to herself.

Hundreds of survivors hiding in a century-old shrine ahead had not yet recovered from their fear.

A small boy was trembling, hiding in his mother's arms.

"Mommy, I'm so scared, it's so terrifying outside."

"I want to go home,Woohoo"

Just as the little boy was about to say something, he suddenly felt a splash of water on his head.

He looked up.

"Ah!"

A man plunged a dagger into the boy's mother's neck, and blood gushed out.

"Ghost!"

"Don't come over!"

"Die!"

"I want to go home!"

"Husband! What are you doing! No!"

"Suiko!" A man looked disbelievingly at the bamboo skewer in his stomach, unable to believe his wife would attack him.

Everyone began to attack those around them indiscriminately, turning into a bloody slaughterhouse... Japan, Prime Minister's residence.

Inside the underground command center.

On the huge screen, the horrific scene of Hokkaido, like a living hell, was being broadcast in real-time.

"Baka! What... what exactly is going on?!"

"Where's the Self-Defense Force?! Are all the Self-Defense Force personnel useless?!"

The Prime Minister looked at the continuously rising death toll and the red figure that resembled a ghost or god, trembling with anger, his face now contorted with ferocity.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister!" A military officer in charge of communications stumbled over, his face filled with despair.

"It's over! It's completely over!"

"The Fourth Division stationed in Hokkaido, and the Seventh Armored Division that was just air-dropped... completely annihilated!"

"They... they didn't even last a minute!"

Boom!

Upon hearing this, the entire command center instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Those were Japan's two most elite ace divisions!

Just like that... gone?!

"Nuke... nuke!"

Someone, it's unclear who, let out a scream filled with endless fear and madness.

"Yes! Use a nuke! Flatten Hokkaido! I refuse to believe this monster can't be killed by a nuke!"

This insane proposal instantly ignited the last flicker of reason in everyone's hearts.

That's right!

As long as that monster can be eliminated, what does sacrificing a Hokkaido matter?!

"Launch!"

A hint of extreme madness flashed in the Prime Minister's eyes as he roared hoarsely... Above Hokkaido.

A mushroom cloud, too massive to describe, rose with a roar.

A world-destroying shockwave swept in all directions.

The entire Hokkaido experienced a magnitude 7 earthquake as a result!

Flames turned everything into scorched earth.

Radiation turned everything into a desolate land.

On this day, Hokkaido was completely erased from the map.

The news spread, shaking the international community.

Countless countries strongly condemned Japan's insane and inhumane actions.

But, was it useful?

No, it wasn't.

Amidst the ruins.

A red figure slowly emerged from the terrifying high temperature that could melt steel.

She was still in that red gown, barefoot, and there wasn't even the slightest scratch on her entire body.

However, the Qi on her was more than ten times stronger than before!

A million ghost servants, with monstrous resentment!

Behind her, a pitch-black ghost domain, woven from endless resentment and towering hatred, shimmered faintly!

Ghost General!

It's done!

...Japan was utterly terrified.

A monster that even nuclear bombs couldn't eliminate... This had completely exceeded their cognitive scope.

They could only send their humblest plea for help to their "master," the "world police" across the Pacific Ocean.

United States, White House.

"Interesting."

"A suspected supernatural life form actually appeared in the East?"

The golden-haired president chewed gum while watching the high-definition footage sent back by satellite.

"Issue my order!"

"The Seventh Fleet, deploy immediately!"

"Remember, I want her alive!"

"Oh, and have Area 51 quickly find the alien Young Miss who came to Earth earlier; I want to have dinner with her."

...Three days later.

A massive fleet, composed of aircraft carriers, cruisers, and destroyers, majestically advanced towards Japan's waters.

However, just as the fleet entered the Pacific Ocean.

"Roar—!"

A roar filled with endless power came from the bottomless ocean.

Immediately after, under the astonished gaze of everyone.

A terrifying, indescribably massive head, seemingly capable of swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, slowly emerged from beneath the churning sea surface!

It was a terrifying giant beast, shaped like a giant turtle, yet with wings on its back and a single horn on its head!

Its lantern-sized eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness.

"Boom!"

The giant beast opened its maw, and a blue beam of light, as thick as a water bucket, shot up into the sky!

The few F-35 fighter jets still circling in the air didn't even have a chance to dodge before they were instantly vaporized by the light beam!

"My God!"

On the aircraft carrier, the fleet commander looked at the light dots that instantly disappeared on the radar, and at the terrifying figure on the screen, like a prehistoric giant beast, letting out a desperate wail!

The giant beast ignored the "iron birds" that, in its eyes, were as annoying as flies.

It had only one target—

The aircraft carrier floating on the sea, like a steel giant beast!

It flapped its wings, stirring up monstrous waves, and its massive body, with incredible speed, slammed into the aircraft carrier!

"Fire! Fire!"

The commander roared hysterically.

Countless shells, like raindrops, poured down on the giant beast's body.

But it was useless.

The shells, hitting its hard carapace, couldn't even leave a white mark.

Rumble—!

A earth-shattering roar!

The aircraft carrier, touted as "unsinkable" and representing the United States' naval hegemony, was struck by the giant beast and, like a fragile toy, was broken into two!

Countless soldiers screamed, cried, and fell into the icy cold sea.

The Atlantic Fleet, utterly annihilated!

The news spread, shocking the world!

...At the same time.

Lin Rourou's figure had already appeared in the Tohoku region of Japan.

Her slaughter continued.

Just as she was about to wipe out Mount Fuji, which symbolized the spirit of Japan, as well.

"Roar—!"

Eight roars, filled with endless fury and majesty, exploded from within the mountain!

Immediately after, under Lin Rourou's slightly astonished gaze.

The entire Mount Fuji actually trembled violently, as if it had come alive.

The volcano on the summit once again erupted with thick smoke and lava!

A terrifying giant snake, nearly a thousand zhang long, with eight ferocious heads and eight forked giant tails, slowly emerged from the lava!

Demon King—Yamata no Orochi!

It has awakened!

Its sixteen lantern-sized eyes stared fixedly at Lin Rourou, filled with undisguised killing intent and... a hint of apprehension.

"Outsider, get out of my territory!"

"Noisy."

Lin Rourou showed no fear, and the pitch-black ghost domain behind her roared into existence!

The two instantly clashed!

Demonic Qi and Qi collided violently!

The entire world trembled violently under the impact of these two forces!

Half an hour later.

The sounds of battle gradually subsided.

Lin Rourou's figure appeared somewhat ethereal, clearly indicating a massive expenditure of energy.

And the Yamata no Orochi was also in a sorry state, with wounds all over its eight heads, one of which was even torn off by more than half!

Both suffered heavy losses!

Just then, a group of old men dressed in traditional Japanese attire stumbled up, and with a "thud," they knelt before the Yamata no Orochi, who was preparing to strike again!

"Great Yamata no Orochi god! Please! Please protect your most loyal subjects!"

"We... we are willing to serve you for generations! We only ask that you drive out this demon!"

Upon hearing this, a human-like cunning flashed in the sixteen eyes of the Yamata no Orochi.

It glanced at Lin Rourou, whose Qi was also unstable, and then looked at the Japanese high-ranking officials on the ground, who were as humble as ants, and raised its eight heads high.