174: Chapter 174 The Frog in the Well

A massive, luxurious Golden War Chariot, pulled by eight Mutant Mammoths the size of small hills, slowly came to a halt before the two opposing armies.

Immortal Modi was draped in a gold-threaded kasaya, fiddling with a string of bone beads in his hand.

He reclined on a soft silk chair, looking down condescendingly at the red iron torrent before him.

Looking at the army of two hundred thousand, a trace of imperceptible greed flashed in Mo Di's old eyes.

What a massive fortune this was.

However, there wasn't the slightest bit of fear in his heart.

In his understanding, the strongest combat power in District C was that icy beauty who could transform into a silver mecha and tear through armies at will.

If that woman were here, things might be a bit tricky!

But the holographic images from moments ago had shown it clearly.

To protect these useless trash, that woman had been hit by Indra's death ray and blasted into a near-death state.

Without that tigress of a woman...

No matter how many people were before him, they were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

Furthermore, these people's spirits had been wounded within Indra's illusion; right now, they probably didn't even have the strength to pull a trigger, did they?

Mo Di gave a cold laugh.

He picked up a high-powered megaphone by his side, his voice carrying an air of superior arrogance and condescending charity.

"Remnants of District C!"

"Your strongest reliance, that woman, has already fallen!"

Mo Di's voice echoed across the empty wilderness, sounding incredibly overbearing.

"The Great God Indra is but the weakest projection under this Immortal's seat, yet he already forced you to pay the price of your strongest combatant."

"Now, there is only one path to survival left before you."

Mo Di stood up and pointed toward the Red Wolf Army, loudly issuing his commands.

"All of you, lay down your weapons!"

"Hand over all your high-grade ores and supplies!"

"Then, bring that heavily injured woman to me on this Golden War Chariot!"

Mo Di licked his shriveled lips, his eyes erupting with intense lust.

"As long as you behave and obey..."

"The great Brahmin can show mercy and incorporate you as the most loyal Dalits under my seat!"

"This is the final grace bestowed upon you by the gods!"

The echoes from the megaphone gradually faded.

The already quiet battlefield now fell into a deathly silence.

There was none of the panic Mo Di had expected.

No one knelt to beg for mercy.

One hundred and fifty thousand soldiers of the Red Wolf Army, one hundred and fifty thousand pairs of eyes, just quietly watched that glittering golden chariot.

The look in everyone's eyes was like they were watching a mentally challenged clown performing with all his might.

A Red Wolf captain sitting in an armored vehicle picked his ear and turned to look at the brother in the passenger seat.

"Is this old geezer... sick in the head?"

The brother in the passenger seat swallowed hard, and the look in his eyes as he watched Mo Di from afar even carried a hint of pity.

"What did he just say?"

"Not only does he want to steal our ore, he wants the Boss to hand Sister Li over to him?"

"Good Lord, this old man really doesn't know how the word 'death' is spelled..."

Everyone in the Red Wolf Guild knew.

Sister Li was indeed very strong, strong like a monster.

But that depended on who she was being compared to!

Compared to them, Sister Li was indeed ridiculously strong!

The ceiling of the Red Wolf Guild's combat power!

But if... compared to their freakish Boss...

Sister Li's bit of combat power didn't mean jack!

Furthermore, Sister Li was currently heavily injured, and the Boss was in a berserk state that absolutely must not be provoked.

This old thing actually dared to set his sights on Sister Li at a time like this, right in front of the Boss?

This wasn't just asking for trouble.

This was fucking breakdancing under the Grim Reaper's scythe!

In the center of the battlefield.

Inside that red wolf heavy tank, which was as massive as a mountain.

Lu Yuan sat quietly in the cockpit, expressionlessly watching the arrogant, scrawny old man on the screen.

His eyes were so cold they didn't hold a single shred of warmth.

"You want her?"

Lu Yuan didn't roar through a megaphone; he simply opened the external communication frequency.

A low, cold voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, slowly reached Immortal Modi's ears.

Hearing this flat voice, a smug, cold smile curled at the corners of Mo Di's mouth.

Just as he thought!

These useless trash who had lost their backbone were finally afraid after hearing the prestigious name of the gods' spokesperson!

"That's right!"

Mo Di lifted his chin arrogantly and said loudly, "Hand over that woman. This is your only chance to live—"

However.

Before he could finish his sentence.

BOOM—!!!

A terrifying roar that shattered eardrums instantly drowned out all of Mo Di's words!

The red wolf heavy tank at the very front of the army erupted with a horrifying roar, like an awakening beast of world destruction.

Immediately following that.

A blinding red light lit up on that exaggeratedly thick black main cannon barrel.

God-Slaying Explosive Flame Annihilation Cannon!

No nonsense, no warnings.

Lu Yuan's patience for watching a clown's performance had even been completely exhausted.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

The main cannon frantically drew energy from the engine.

Accompanied by the enhancement of the Legendary talent [Spiritual Leader].

The attributes of the three hundred thousand Red Wolf Army soldiers surged toward that blood-colored tank at this moment.

The God-Slaying multiplicative attributes continuously stacked and doubled!

The energy orb gathering at the muzzle expanded to a suffocating size.

The surrounding space distorted under this terrifying energy.

On the Golden War Chariot.

The smug smile on Immortal Modi's face instantly froze.

His cloudy old eyes stared at that blinding red light, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

An unprecedented chill of death surged from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

What... what level of energy fluctuation was this?!

This was definitely not a power that some random shrimp or crab could possess!

That pressure was even a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying than all the divine avatars he had ever seen!

"No... that's not right!"

Immortal Modi's legs went weak with fear, and he fell directly onto his luxurious silk couch, screaming shrilly.

"Quick! Form the array!"

"Summon the Great God Shiva! Quick, block it for me!!!"

Only now did he finally realize a fatal problem.

That heavily injured woman wasn't the strongest person in this army at all!

The truly most terrifying monster was hidden inside that blood-colored tank!