novel bin Chapter 423 The terror of the 8th-tier demon god Orionus!
Chapter 423 The terror of the 8th-tier demon god Orionus!
"Clang!"
The mahjong tiles slipped from the cat-eared girl Annie's hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
In the quiet restaurant at that moment, the sound seemed particularly jarring.
Eighth Rank!
The Terran warriors, who had just been red-faced and furious from their "bumps" and "clashes," suddenly turned deathly pale, their faces devoid of any color.
Lin Mo's pupils suddenly contracted!
They've arrived so quickly?
"Okay, I'll be right back!"
He slammed the terminal shut, stood up abruptly, and the chair scraped back with a piercing noise.
"Gentlemen, new demons have descended upon Terra!"
"We must get back immediately!"
"Splash—"
Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, and jumped up in a flurry of activity.
The mahjong tiles on the table were knocked over, spilling all over the floor with a clatter, and no one paid them any more attention.
Lin Mo turned to Liu Youwan, who was in the midst of a major upheaval and somewhat bewildered.
"Arrange a subway immediately! Send us back to our Arctic base!"
"Understood!" Liu Youwan snapped out of his daze and, without the slightest hesitation, immediately took out his phone to begin making arrangements.
Everyone rushed out of the restaurant, got into the waiting car, and sped towards the subway station.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was oppressively tense.
No one spoke, only heavy breathing could be heard.
Their faces were all extremely pale, and they seemed lost in thought.
Lin Mo was already holding a tablet computer and opening the satellite surveillance video that Long Zhan had just sent.
In the scene, in the core area of the demon-occupied territory of the Terra continent, a huge spatial rift with a diameter of over 500 meters stands out abruptly like the mouth of a monster.
Suddenly, the calm space wormhole began to twist and fluctuate violently.
With the interplay of light and shadow, the space resembles boiling water.
next second.
A figure slowly emerged from it.
It hovered in mid-air without any external force.
Standing nearly six meters tall, its massive body was covered in a layer of dark gold, menacing scales that reflected a cold, metallic sheen under the Terra sun.
It had six thick bone spikes on its back, exuding a ferocious aura.
The tip of each bone spike was wreathed in dark red demonic flames.
The demonic flames flickered silently, yet seemed capable of burning through one's soul.
Even through the screen, a suffocating pressure emanated from me.
Immediately afterwards, the wormhole ripples reappeared.
Six figures of different shapes followed closely behind, floating out into the air.
Some are as tall as five meters, resembling giant bears; others are only two meters tall, resembling liches.
Without exception, they all exuded a terrifying aura capable of stirring up storms.
Seventh rank!
Clearly, these seven demons who can levitate are at least at the seventh rank!
The first one to emerge is undoubtedly their leader, which is very likely an eighth-order demon!
At the end of the video, a densely packed army of demons appears inside the spatial wormhole.
Like a black flood bursting its banks, it surged forth wildly, quickly covering the entire land and sending chills down one's spine.
However, Lin Mo was no longer concerned with that; he was filled with horror.
Da Xia's previous predictions have come true.
The reason the demons are holding back is that they are waiting for reinforcements!
And such terrifying reinforcements!
One suspected to be Rank 8, and six Rank 7!
This is a top-tier fighting force capable of sweeping across an entire continent!
According to the calculations of the Great Xia Think Tank, the energy shield of an eighth-tier powerhouse is very likely to be immune to the direct damage of a high-yield nuclear bomb.
The ultimate weapon of the Great Xia Dynasty may soon lose its purpose.
This speculation is disheartening.
This means that the military might of the Great Xia will lose its deterrent and offensive capabilities against the Demon Race.
Lin Mo felt a sudden unease, but he forcefully suppressed it.
Stay calm, there must be another way!
When he came to his senses, he realized that Thorin, Kyle, Muyu, and Grom had all gathered around him.
He was craning his neck, staring intently at the screen in his hand.
They all had the same expression on their faces.
The color was a deep, dark blue, a mixture of fear and deep-seated hatred.
"Damn it...it's it!" Thorin gritted his teeth, the sound forced out from between them.
"It's an eighth-tier demon god, Orionus! That devil who deserves to go to hell!"
Lin Mo's heart stirred:
"Do you know him?"
"More than just acquaintances!" Thorin suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot.
"Nearly two hundred years ago, the demon race first invaded—it was here!"
"It was this devil who personally led his demon army and flattened our three dwarven mountain cities in a single night!"
"Not only us, but all other races have also suffered heavy casualties, with rivers of blood flowing!"
"Later, it was only through the combined efforts of all the top experts from various races that its advance was stopped."
"That battle was extremely fierce; the sun and moon were obscured!"
Thorin's breathing became heavy, as if he had returned to that brutal battlefield.
"In the end, the top combatants on both sides reached a tacit understanding, and neither side made a move lightly."
"For some reason, Orinus also gradually disappeared from the battlefield and rarely appeared."
"But the demon army's war of attrition has still driven us to a dead end..."
Lin Mo frowned slightly after hearing this bloody story:
"Why are these things not recorded in your history books?"
The Great Xia Dynasty had studied the history of all the ethnic groups, but this part was not recorded. It was clearly written in a veiled manner, using the style of the Spring and Autumn Annals.
"How can such top-level secrets be recorded?" Kyle suddenly interjected.
He gave a bitter smile, his expression forlorn.
"Writing this down would be pointless except to incite panic and despair among the people."
"Sometimes, ignorance is bliss."
Lin Mo was taken aback, then sighed.
Yes, your perspective is determined by your position.
He's now in a high-level position, so he naturally understands this principle.
Thinking back to the past, the 2012 doomsday prophecy on Earth caused widespread panic.
Many people are spending their entire fortunes to build doomsday bunkers, and many have even quit their jobs, planning to spend all their savings before the end of the world. Furthermore, numerous cults have emerged, misleading and inciting people.
This has led to considerable disruption to social order.
The doomsday rumors of 2012 were nothing more than hype created by the 2012 doomsday movie to boost its box office.
Most people are blind and ignorant.
Therefore, white lies are sometimes necessary.
He can understand.
Lin Mo looked at Kyle and asked the most crucial question:
"How strong is it?"
Kyle's expression was grave.
"Very strong."
He took a deep breath, seemingly unwilling to recall that period of history.
"Back then, faced with the extermination of the goblin race, His Holiness the Pope realized that things could not continue like this, so he united the top warriors of all races to barely put up a fight against them."
"After that battle, His Holiness the Pope was seriously injured and suffered a chronic illness that has not yet healed."
Kyle paused, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.
"And the king of the merfolk... risked his life to severely damage it, and perished on the spot."
"It was because of his fall that the merfolk, having lost their king, were gradually swallowed up by the demon army, and ultimately... their kingdom was destroyed."
Lin Mo was stunned, a chill rising from the soles of his feet!
An eighth-tier demon god, terrifying indeed!
He couldn't help but press further:
"What rank is the Pope?"