153: Chapter 153 The Eight-Headed Serpent Descends!

"Since you've already come, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Lu Yuan's voice, as cold as a god of death, echoed over the wilderness of Exit No. 2.

These plain words fell into the ears of Matsushita, the leader of District J, like a death-knell mantra!

"Fire! Stop them!"

Matsushita screamed hysterically from inside the command vehicle, his eyes bloodshot from extreme fear.

"Retreat at full speed! Don't look back!"

Upon hearing the leader's command,

Two hundred District J heavy armored vehicles immediately turned their turrets, blindly pouring fire forward while reversing frantically.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Dense armor-piercing shells struck the front row of the Red Wolf Army's heavy tanks.

Only a series of crisp metallic clangs could be heard.

Aside from scraping off a bit of the red camouflage paint, they couldn't even penetrate the outermost layer of Super Alloy armor!

Facing the red steel torrent surging forward like a tsunami from behind, the District J drivers despairingly found that even if they floored the gas pedal into the fuel tank, their clunky vehicles simply couldn't outrun the Red Wolf Army's pursuit!

However, this group of District J thugs was starkly different from those District K Kimchi players who only knew how to cry for their parents and surrender at the six-minute mark.

The moment they realized there was no hope of survival, the perversion and madness in the bones of these brainwashed militarist fanatics completely erupted.

"We can't get away!"

The driver of a District J Super Alloy heavy truck, his eyes crimson, slammed the steering wheel to force the vehicle to turn around.

He tore off his headband, veins bulging on his forehead, and let out a beast-like roar into the communicator.

"For the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Banzai!!!"

Accompanied by this crazed roar,

This Super Alloy heavy truck weighing dozens of tons activated its engine overload mode, turning into a burning meteor and charging fearlessly toward the vanguard of the Red Wolf Army!

Driven by his example,

Dozens of District J vehicles at the rear turned their heads in unison.

The drivers roared "Banzai" and launched a frantic death charge with a suicidal air of resolution!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Violent explosions rang out one after another across the wilderness, flames soaring into the sky.

...

Watching this group of suicidal vehicles crashing in like moths to a flame,

Lin Zihao sat astride his motorcycle, a cruel sneer curling his lips.

"Playing at a Gyokusai charge, are we?"

"I'll grant your wish!"

Lin Zihao waved his hand sharply, his voice exploding in the channel.

"Increase firepower! Send these little devils to the afterlife!"

Boom, boom, boom—!!!

Thousands of Red Wolf heavy armored vehicles in the front row fired simultaneously; tens of thousands of high-explosive grenades and armor-piercing shells whistled out like an inverted meteor shower.

It was just a single volley!

"Rumble!"

The earth-shattering explosion instantly tore through the thick fog.

District J's proud death charge instantly became a massive joke under the absolute crushing weight of the firepower.

The charging vehicles were torn to pieces by the dense artillery fire halfway through, with burning wreckage and parts flying all over the sky.

A violent shockwave swept out.

Matsushita's command vehicle, running at the very front, was flipped over by the air blast, rolling over a dozen times in the black mud before coming to a crashing halt.

A moment later,

The deformed car door was kicked open from the inside.

Matsushita crawled out of the cabin, his head covered in blood.

One of his arms was twisted at a bizarre angle, and blood flowed down his forehead into his eyes, turning his vision into a sea of red.

He turned his head, looking at the red vehicles covering the hills and plains behind him, as well as the wreckage of District J vehicles scattered everywhere.

There was no plea for mercy on Matsushita's face, only the frenzy of someone who had lost everything.

"You forced my hand!"

He suddenly pulled a parchment scroll emitting a thick black Abyss aura from his breast pocket.

Matsushita bit his finger, smeared blood fiercely onto the scroll, and let out a shrill, mad laugh toward the sky.

"Since you're looking for death, let's all go to hell together!"

"Abyss Blood Sacrifice! Open!"

...

At the same moment,

Far East Grand Hub, District J Safety Service Area.

On the massive plaza, millions of District J players were looking up, staring intently at the system light screen in mid-air.

The screen displayed data on the battle situation at the front lines.

When they saw the life signals representing Matsushita's elite forces disappearing en masse at a terrifying speed,

The entire safety zone fell into a massive panic.

"The front line has collapsed!"

"How could they die so fast?! Matsushita-kun took two hundred Super Alloy vehicles with him!"

"Could it be those Xiba from the Kimchi country stabbing us in the back?"

"Impossible, those little Xiba don't have the guts!"

Just as the crowd fell into chaos,

The sky suddenly darkened.

A massive blood-red hexagram array, covering the sky above the entire safety zone, emerged in the clouds without warning!

A nauseating, pungent smell of blood instantly permeated the air.

On the sacrificial altar at the highest point of the safety zone,

The nominal supreme leader of District J—the Emperor—dressed in a magnificent Kariginu and holding a demon blade, looked down expressionlessly at the millions of terrified civilians below.

"Warriors of the Empire."

The Emperor's voice echoed over the entire base through the system amplification, carrying an uncompromising coldness.

"These Maruta from District C have found help!"

"The battle at the front is critical; the Shina people's army is approaching."

"Now, it is time for you to show your loyalty to the Empire."

"Draw your blades and offer your blood and souls to the great God of the Abyss!"

As the Emperor's command was issued,

In the formation at the very front of the plaza,

Exactly one hundred thousand District J death soldiers, dressed in samurai attire with white cloth strips tied around their heads, knelt on the ground in unison.

Without the slightest hesitation, they all drew the short blades at their waists.

"For the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere!"

"For the Empire!"

"For the Emperor!!"

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi—!"

The hair-raising sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh rang out densely across the plaza.

One hundred thousand samurai simultaneously plunged their sharp short blades deep into their abdomens, then pulled horizontally with force!

Blood gushed out like fountains!

The blood of a hundred thousand people gathered together, actually forming a crimson river of blood on the plaza!

And the massive blood-red hexagram array in the sky, like a greedy giant beast, generated a terrifying suction force.

The blood of the hundred thousand people flowing on the ground turned into columns of crimson blood, flowing upward toward the sky and continuously pouring into the array!

Having absorbed the life and essence of a hundred thousand people,

The hexagram array erupted with a blinding red light, and a world-destroying Abyss aura crossed through endless space along the formation.

...

Back at the front line, the wilderness of Exit No. 2.

The originally clear sky was suddenly torn apart as if by a pair of invisible giant hands!

A terrifying void rift tens of thousands of meters long crashed open above the heads of the Red Wolf Army.

Thunder raged frantically around the rift.

A sense of oppression that made everyone's soul tremble descended like a hundred thousand mountains!

Even Lu Yuan, sitting inside a Red Wolf Tank, could clearly feel this terrifying pressure.

Matsushita, kneeling on the ground, felt this power.

On his blood-stained face, an incomparably arrogant and fanatical grin blossomed.

"Hahaha! Tremble, you District C swine!"

Matsushita pointed at the sky, laughing hysterically.

"This is the true deity of our Great District J!"

"Go to hell! Devour everything for me!"

Accompanied by Matsushita's crazed roar,

From within the rift, billowing toxic smoke and lava erupted.

Eight massive, ugly heads as large as mountains, dripping with corrosive toxic fluid, slowly poked out of the void.

Its enormous body blotted out the sun.

Pairs of vertical pupils burning with ghostly green flames stared intently at the Red Wolf Army below with endless cruelty and greed.

Abyss Lord.

Yamata no Orochi, descends!