158: Chapter 158 The Love of the People of District C!

Half an hour later.

Wang Jian, the leader of the Logistics Team, came running at a trot, excitedly rushing to the front of the Red Wolf Tank.

"Boss! All those junk cars from District J have been fixed!"

Wang Jian wiped the black soot off his face, his tone carrying an irrepressible excitement.

"The remote control devices have all been installed and tested!"

"Those forty-two captured drivers—we've injected every single one of them with the maximum dose of sedatives!"

"Right now, they're sleeping like dead pigs! I guarantee they absolutely won't wake up!"

"Hehe... Our plan is foolproof!"

Lu Yuan sat on the turret and nodded with satisfaction.

"Good job."

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "What about the gifts prepared for them?"

Wang Jian gave a wretched chuckle and lowered his voice.

"Don't worry, Boss!"

"To entertain this bunch of Japs, our Logistics Team really went all out this time!"

"Every vehicle is stuffed with the highest grade, maximum yield ultra-high-explosive gunpowder!"

Speaking of this, Wang Jian's eyes lit up, and he leaned in closer.

"And... inside these high explosives, we mixed in the Orochi meat mince and toxic blood we just refined!"

"That stuff is a literal collection of Abyss Grudges!"

"Once this blows up, the entire District J Service Area is guaranteed to stink to high heaven!"

"Just wait and see how those Japs' sanity plummets like crazy!"

Lu Yuan was instantly amused upon hearing this.

"That's pretty wicked."

Lu Yuan patted Wang Jian on the shoulder, a grim, Reaper-like sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"But I like it!"

Matsushita, who was tied tightly to the gun barrel, witnessed the entire scene.

Although his Chinese was mediocre, seeing those Red Wolf Players stuffing crates of dangerous high explosives into the District J vehicles...

Even a fool could guess what they were planning to do!

An unprecedented sense of despair instantly enveloped Matsushita.

He wanted to immediately pull up the system panel to send an emergency warning message to the Emperor back at the base.

But his hands were tied firmly behind him to the thick gun barrel; he couldn't move a single finger!

"Let me go! You devils! Baka yaro!"

"If you have the guts, face me in a fair duel like a true samurai!"

"Cowards!!!"

Matsushita could only writhe his body frantically on the gun barrel, letting out roars of impotent rage.

Lin Zihao, standing nearby, grew annoyed. He stepped forward and delivered two loud, stinging slaps.

Slap! Slap!

"Shut the hell up! What are you wailing for?!"

These two slaps were heavy and powerful, knocking several teeth flying out of his mouth. Matsushita saw stars, his head spinning in a daze.

"Convoy, move out!"

Following Lu Yuan's command.

Those dozens of damaged District J vehicles, remotely controlled by the Red Wolf Guild, slowly drove toward the light blue safe zone barrier ahead.

...

Far East Grand Hub, District J Base Safe Zone.

Inside the safe zone at this moment, a thick atmosphere of panic still lingered because of the terrifying scene of the hundred-thousand-person blood sacrifice earlier.

Just then, someone pointed at the barrier at the entrance and shouted.

"Look! It's our vehicles!"

"Matsushita-kun's unit is back! Our warriors have returned!"

Hearing the shouts, countless shaken District J civilians and players swarmed toward the entrance.

However, as the vehicles passed through the barrier and slowly entered the safe zone...

Everyone froze involuntarily.

"Eh!? What happened?"

"Why is the vehicle damage so severe?! Where is Matsushita-kun?!"

Filled with doubt and concern, over a hundred District J players spontaneously surrounded them, wanting to check the situation inside the vehicles.

The moment they approached the first vehicle.

BOOM—!!!

Without any warning, the first vehicle exploded violently!

Terrifying flames instantly swallowed everything nearby.

Those hundred-plus Japanese players didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were blown into flying bits of meat by the violent shockwave!

But this was only the beginning!

Under the precise remote control of the Red Wolf Guild's Logistics Team.

The remaining dozens of damaged vehicles, loaded with high explosives, were like dozens of runaway mad bulls. They suddenly accelerated, scattering and charging frantically toward the most densely populated areas of the safe zone!

Among them was a massive heavy truck.

Its entire rear compartment was stuffed with compressed ultra-high-explosive gunpowder and a large amount of Yamata no Orochi meat powder.

Beep—!!!

The heavy truck let out an extremely piercing, almost celebratory long blast of its horn.

Then, at a speed of one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, it plunged fearlessly into the central hall—the very core and most crowded part of the Service Area!

BOOM-RUMBLE-RUMBLE—!!!

A chain of massive explosions, comparable to the world tearing asunder, erupted completely within the District J Base!

A giant mushroom cloud, laced with sickly green toxic mist, slowly rose from the center of the safe zone, piercing into the clouds!

The violent explosion's shockwave leveled all buildings within a radius of several kilometers.

Immediately after.

Foul-smelling dust mixed with Yamata no Orochi flesh fell like a green toxic snow, scattering across the entire land of the District J Safe Zone.

Extreme stench and Abyssal Grudge instantly contaminated this land.

The moment the countless surviving District J players inhaled this dust, their sanity began to plummet madly. They collapsed to the ground vomiting, and some even went insane and mutated on the spot!

Outside the safe zone.

Lu Yuan held up high-powered binoculars, admiring the sickly green mushroom cloud rising at the edge of his vision.

He gave a satisfied whistle.

"A mushroom cloud from a high-yield explosion, plus radiation contamination from dirty materials..."

Lu Yuan lowered the binoculars, clicking his tongue in wonder.

"This wave counts as planting a nuke in their safe zone."

The surrounding Red Wolf Army looked at the soaring flames, each of them grinning from ear to ear, cheering and celebrating loudly.

And at Lu Yuan's feet.

Matsushita, tied to the gun barrel, watched the base he had protected with his life turn into a living hell, and he closed his eyes in agony.

Desperate wails escaped his leaky mouth, sounding incredibly shrill.

...

Meanwhile.

Deep within the ruins of the District J Base.

The violent shockwave of the explosion sent the once-lofty Emperor flying directly off the sacrificial altar.

He rolled miserably on the ground a dozen times before crashing heavily into a pile of rubble.

His magnificent kariginu was torn into rags, his body was covered in bloodstains, and his face was smeared with ash.

"Cough, cough... Baka..."

The Emperor struggled to crawl out of the ruins. Looking at the tragic scene around him, his ears were filled with the screams and wails of his people.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was enraged to the extreme. A thick sense of unwillingness and poisonous resentment burned frantically in his chest.

"Baka! Baka!"

The Emperor could no longer maintain his profound, god-like posture. He roared at the sky like a gambler who had lost his last cent.

"Damned District C! Damned Dragon Country people!"

"I want you all to die, ahhhh!"

He suddenly pulled an Abyssal Scroll from his robes that radiated a pitch-black light, appearing even more ancient and terrifying than the one Matsushita had used.

The Emperor stumbled up to the highest point of a broken wall, held up the scroll, and issued a blood-curdling roar to the entire district through the system broadcast.

"Warriors of District J!"

"Look at what the thugs of District C have done to our home!"

"They slaughtered our soldiers, blew up our safe zone, and contaminated our land!"

"This blood debt must be paid in blood!"

Under the Emperor's highly inflammatory roar.

Those District J players in the ruins who had luckily survived and were on the brink of mental collapse felt the flames of mad hatred reignite in their eyes.

Dragging their broken bodies, they bit their fingers one after another and held their arms high.

Feeling the gathering resentment and hatred.

The Emperor violently tore the scroll open and sprayed his own blood upon it.

"I use the blood and souls of three hundred thousand people of Great District J as the catalyst!"

The Emperor's voice was as shrill as a ghost, echoing through the heavens.

"Even if this land is turned to ash! Even if the Empire sinks because of it!"

"I will drag you swine of District C into the bottomless Avici Hell with me!"

"Descend! Flames that incinerate all!"

"Descend! The Strongest Lord of the Abyss—Inferno Demon Dragon!"

"Bahamut!!!"