Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Chapter 406 Dragon Sinking Fortress (Page 12)

Mist, Japan.

The sea off Hokkaido was shrouded in thick fog, and the icy seawater pounded against the rocks with a dull thud.

"Crack-!"

Suddenly, several splashes of water erupted on the sea surface, and members of the Fifth Special Squad leaped out one after another.

Baili Pangpang was the first to pop up, shaking his wet hair and shouting excitedly, "Finally out! I almost thought we were going to swim all the way back to Great Xia!"

Lin Qiye followed closely behind, wiping the seawater off his face with one hand and scanning the surroundings with his eyes: "The fog is too thick, be careful and on guard."

Jialan surfaced, her pupils gleaming faintly in the mist. She gently tossed her long hair, water droplets dripping from the ends.

Cao Yuan lifted the unconscious Shen Qingzhu from underwater and surfaced, frowning as he said, "Old Shen has choked on water; we need to get him on the boat quickly."

An Qingyu pushed up her soaked glasses and calmly analyzed, "According to the coordinates provided by Wu Xiangnan, the rendezvous ship should be nearby."

Zhang Yun was the last to surface, panting heavily: "This godforsaken place... is even colder than the Aurora River..."

"Hey! That ship up ahead, isn't that the one Old Wu told me about?" Baili Pangpang pointed with sharp eyes at the black outline that was faintly visible in the mist.

It was a medium-sized fishing boat, painted a low-key dark gray, with several figures in waterproof suits standing on the deck, waving at them.

Lin Qiye nodded: "The signal is working, let's go."

The group quickly swam to the boat, where the sailors lowered a rope ladder.

Baili Pangpang was the first to climb up, but he slipped and almost fell back into the sea. Wei Dong grabbed him by the back of his collar and said, "Fatty, take it easy."

Baili Pangpang chuckled dryly: "A mistake, purely a mistake..."

Garan leaped lightly onto the deck, water droplets rolling off her combat suit without leaving many stains.

Cao Yuan carried Shen Qingzhu on his back and followed closely behind, while An Qingyu slowly climbed up, not forgetting to adjust her glasses.

Lin Qiye was the last to board the ship. He glanced back at the direction of Hokkaido, and in the depths of the fog, he could still see the collapsing human circle.

"Stop looking, let's go home." Cao Yuan patted him on the shoulder.

Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze and nodded gently.

Inside the cabin, the warm yellow light dispelled the chill of the sea.

Lin Qiye thoughtfully prepared hot towels and dry clothes. Baili Pangpang took the towels and was so moved that he almost cried: "Waaah, this is what a human life should be like..."

Zhang Yun, dressed in black, tossed him a loose-fitting sailor's uniform: "Make do with this, they don't have your size."

Baili Pangpang unfolded his clothes and gestured, "This can fit two of me..."

Garan couldn't help but chuckle softly, his golden eyes curving into crescents.

Shen Qingzhu was placed on a makeshift bed in the corner, and Cao Yuan was drying his hair with a towel.

An Qingyu checked his condition and, after confirming that he was alright, took out a glucose bottle from the medical kit and put it on Shen Qingzhu's IV.

"Old Shen is tough; he won't die." Cao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Qiye changed his clothes, walked to the porthole, and looked at the thick fog outside: "This fog is still the same as always."

An Qingyu nodded: "After all, this fog is the beginning of the disaster."

Baili Pangpang leaned closer: "Are we going to fall into some weird space again?"

Wei Dong rolled his eyes: "Fatty, can you say something auspicious?"

Then Zhang Yun opened up a space and brought out several large bowls of steaming hot seafood udon noodles. The soup base was made from fish bones and smelled delicious.

This is something he specifically put in his social media space from the store when he was in the public eye.

Baili Pangpang's eyes widened: "This treatment is much better than the Night Watchmen's mess hall!"

The group sat around a low table, the steam from the hot soup blurring their faces, but making the atmosphere even warmer.

"Speaking of which, we've exceeded expectations this time, haven't we?" Baili Pangpang mumbled, slurping his noodles.

Cao Yuan nodded: "We saved Takishiro, but unfortunately the future of the Human Circle still depends on Amamiya."

“That kid Amamiya…” Shen Qingzhu woke up at some point, weak but still stubborn, “His swordsmanship is alright, but he’s too green.”

As Jialan sipped his soup, he suddenly asked, "What do you most want to do after we get back?"

Baili Pangpang raised his hand: "I want hot pot! Spicy beef tallow broth, with tripe and beef aorta!"

Zhang Yun: "I want to sleep for three days and three nights."

Cao Yuan: "Let's go and maintain the Black King Armor first."

An Qingyu pushed up her glasses: "Organizing experimental data."

Everyone: "..."

(No wonder he's a research fanatic)

Looking at the fog outside the window, Lin Qiye said softly, "I want to go see my aunt."

There was a moment of silence in the cabin.

Baili Pangpang slammed his hand on the table: "That's right! Qiye, your aunt's braised pork is amazing! Let's go over for a free meal!"

Shen Qingzhu, though weak, said firmly: "Count me in."

Garan smiled and said, "I can help with the dishes."

Lin Qiye sighed helplessly: "Are you guys planning to raid my house as a group?"

As night deepened, everyone else gradually fell asleep, leaving only Lin Qiye and Jialan still sitting on the deck.

A faint, ethereal singing voice drifted through the mist, like the chanting of a mermaid.

Garan's pupils contracted slightly: "Mysterious?"

Lin Qiye shook his head: "No, it's a fog whale, a guardian creature of Hokkaido, and it means no harm."

Sure enough, a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the thick fog. It was a whale as big as a ship, with skin like condensed fog and crystal-like fins growing on its back.

The fog whale circled the ship once, emitting a long cry, before diving into the deep sea.

Garan said softly, "It's delivering us."

Lin Qiye nodded: "Yes, the journey home was smooth."

...

At the eastern border of the Great Xia Dynasty, heaven and earth are separated.

Looking eastward, there is an endless blue ocean, with sunlight piercing through the clouds and scattering golden spots of light on the sea surface.

Fishing boats shuttle back and forth, seagulls soar, creating a peaceful scene.

And westward—

It was a swirling, grayish-white mist.

The fog was so thick it was almost tangible, like a colossal wall that stretched from the sky to the earth. Crimson flashes of lightning occasionally streaked through it, and a massive, mountain-like black shadow could be vaguely seen lurking within.

Occasionally, sharp roars would pierce through the fog wall, causing unnatural ripples on the sea surface.

On this clearly defined dividing line, stands a giant, entirely black monument.

"Zhenhai Stele"

The monument is 300 meters high, its surface is covered with ancient runes, and a bronze nine-clawed dragon is coiled on top of it.

It is a man-made stele that was recently created by the Great Xia Dynasty through the research and replication of the National Guardian Stele.

The dragon holds a crimson pearl with a diameter of ten meters in its mouth. The surface of the pearl is covered with lava-like patterns and emits a scorching glow day and night.

It was this giant monument that kept the fog firmly at bay, thirty nautical miles away.

Five kilometers behind the Zhenhai Monument lies the Great Xia's most forward-deployed war fortress—

"Chenlong Pass"

The city wall is entirely cast from a special alloy and reaches an astonishing height of eighty meters, equivalent to a twenty-five-story building.

The foundation of the wall extends deep into the seabed rock strata, and the top of the wall is equipped with a dense array of defensive fortifications:

The "God-Slaying Crossbow" array: Each crossbow is twenty meters long, and the arrows are forged from mysterious silver. A single shot can pierce the head of a mysterious being in the "Chuan" realm.

"Thunderfire Platform": Three hundred cannons take turns charging, with the muzzles wrapped with special thunder runes made by the Night Watchmen, specifically designed to slay deep-sea monsters.

"Star Gazing Tower": The "Zhou Tian Yi" (a celestial instrument) personally crafted by Master Chen floats atop the tower, capable of monitoring mysterious fluctuations within a radius of 500 li (approximately 250 kilometers).

Beneath the city wall lies a moat hundreds of meters deep, with a high-voltage electric grid at the bottom. Any attempt to climb the city wall will be electrocuted.

At six o'clock in the morning, the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

"stand at attention--!"

With a loud shout, a squad of soldiers in dark blue combat uniforms stood at attention.

They wore badges embroidered with "East China Sea Garrison" on their chests, and crossed swords and wave patterns on their backs.

"Count!"

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

……

The sound was as resounding as iron, startling the seabirds on the reefs into flight.

The garrison commander, Chen Tieshan, stands with his hands behind his back.

He was nearly fifty years old and had a scar on his face that ran from his brow bone to his chin, a wound inflicted three years ago by the claws of a "Siren".

"Today's patrol report—" he unfurled the scroll, his voice booming.

"First squad, responsible for resupplying ammunition to 'Thunderfire Platform'!"

"Second squad, inspect the transmission mechanism of the 'Godslayer Crossbow'!"

"Third squad, accompanying Lord Night Watch out of the pass to hunt down scouts in the fog!"

The soldiers responded in unison, without questioning or complaining.

This is the daily life at Chenlong Pass.

Rigorous, solemn, and meticulous.

On the west side of the pass, there is an inconspicuous black tower.

This is the headquarters of the "Night Watch East Sea Branch". At this moment, seven figures wearing dark red cloaks are kneeling on one knee, listening to instructions.

"The latest intelligence."

The branch manager, Zhao Wumian, lightly tapped his fingertip, and a scene from the mist appeared on the holographic sand table—

Three "Kreece-Deep Diver" were wandering at the edge of the fog wall. They resembled mermaids but were covered in scales and held tridents forged from coral.

“Their scales can deflect conventional ammunition; their weak point is their gills,” Zhao Wumian said coldly. “Li Hanyi, you take the ‘Dawn’ team to deal with them.”

The female night watchwoman named Li Hanyi clasped her hands in acceptance of the order.

She was only in her early twenties, yet she wore five bronze bells around her waist—proof of her slaying of the mysterious "Sea" Realm.

Before leaving, she suddenly asked, "Sir, I heard that the Fifth Special Squad is coming back?"

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, then a rare gentleness appeared on his scarred and hideous face: "Almost there... It's been two years already."

At noon, in the canteen inside the pass.

The garrison and the Night's Watch sat at separate tables, but there was no laughter or noise.

Everyone ate quietly, and the clinking of utensils was kept to a minimum.

This is an ironclad rule.

"In wartime, unnecessary expenditure of physical strength is prohibited."

Suddenly, the alarm blared throughout the entire room!

"Woo--Woo--"

Amidst the piercing buzzing of bees, the soldiers dropped their bowls and assembled within ten seconds. The Night Watchmen, meanwhile, vanished in a blur and charged toward the city walls.

"The 'Mist Tide' has arrived ahead of schedule!" a roar came from the observation tower. "Sea-level fluctuations detected! Repeat, 'Boundless' level fluctuations detected!"

Chen Tieshan ripped off his military cap, revealing short, graying hair: "Damn it, these bastards have no martial ethics... 'Thunderfire Tower,' prepare!"

From the mist, a dark shadow, as large as a mountain of flesh, slowly emerged.

It was a mutated version of a "deep-sea giant crab," with its carapace covered in fleshy growths resembling human faces, and its chelicerae thicker than the masts of warships.

With each step it takes, waves hundreds of meters high are created on the sea surface.

"It's the 'Cancer Lord'!" a soldier exclaimed. "The one that destroyed Zhoushan Fortress last year!"

Li Hanyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

Monsters of this caliber should have been handled by the Fifth Special Squad...

"What's the panic!" Chen Tieshan roared. "The 'Godslayer Crossbow' is equipped with armor-piercing arrows, and the 'Thunderfire Platform' is at 90% charge!"