Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 555 Watching helplessly as everyone collapsed

He walked across an open area.

Dozens of bodies lay scattered on the ground, some killed by the shockwave, some by falling ice, and some whose cause of death was unknown.

He was probably scared to death by the intimidating force.

There are still a few alive.

A young female soldier, her legs trapped under collapsed equipment, was desperately pulling at her legs, her fingernails bleeding from the effort.

Kogas's foot stepped over her head from a distance of more than ten meters.

The terrifying wind pressure pressed her firmly to the ground.

She looked up and met the demon god's giant eyes.

At that moment, the light in her eyes went out.

Faced with absolute destruction, she didn't even qualify to be a target.

Kogas continued wandering, then suddenly stopped.

He saw several doors emitting a pale blue light.

Portal.

He became intrigued and prepared to go closer to see where the door led.

If we can follow the clues and find other nests...

The moment he took that step.

All the portals flashed simultaneously within a second, then closed completely and disappeared into the air.

The civilians who were still gathered in front of the portal, trying to escape, were stunned and then went into a frenzy.

Kogas stopped in his tracks, his blood-red eyes narrowing.

Quite smart.

These insects would rather cut off their own kind's path to survival than allow him to track them.

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, he can't escape this planet, so he has plenty of time to dig it out little by little.

......

Tianxiong Underground City Command Center.

"All portals have been closed!" The adjutant's voice trembled; it was too close to the limit!

Lin Shigong closed his eyes.

He requested Tian Shu City to close the portal.

If it's not shut down, and the demon god locks onto Tian Shu City through the teleportation portal, it will be a catastrophe for tens of millions of people.

"How many people are still on the surface?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Approximately 12,000 people... 3,400 soldiers and over 9,000 civilians."

Lin Shigong's fingernails dug deep into his palm, and blood dripped onto the command platform.

Twelve thousand lives were personally sealed under the executioner's blade of an eighth-tier demon god.

He suddenly opened his eyes, pressed the full-screen communication button, and spoke calmly.

"All remaining ground troops, listen up!"

"The portal has closed; this is our final battle."

"I will stand with you until the very end."

"Brothers, we...will meet again in another world."

A few seconds later.

A series of strong "received" sounds came from the channel.

There were no cries or curses, only the purest resolve of a soldier of the Great Xia Dynasty.

On the ground, a squad leader ripped off his headset, removed the empty magazine, and replaced it with the last live magazine.

With a "click," the bolt was pulled back into the chamber.

He glanced at the few remaining recruits beside him, then looked at the trembling civilians in the distant ruins.

"Brothers, it's alright if the door is closed."

"The spirit of our Great Xia Dynasty still lives on."

The squad leader wiped the blood from his eyes and roared:

"Scatter! Lead the civilians to cover! Hide for as long as you can and wait for rescue!"

"Our nation will surely triumph!!"

Several young soldiers, without saying a word, picked up their guns, turned around, and rushed in different directions.

On the icy plains, Kogas's heavy footsteps sounded like the death knell tolling by the Grim Reaper.

"BOOM!! BOOM!!"

In the narrow crevice where the gods once lingered, beneath wrecked armored vehicles, and in blood-stained ice fissures, people still live.

Someone was dragging a comrade with a broken leg.

A mother squeezed her child tightly into a narrow crevice, blocking the outside with her own body, and watched the demon shed tears of regret.

Twelve thousand people.

At the feet of the demon god, it made its last struggle.

Tianxiong City Underground Command Center.

In front of the big screen, a female staff officer covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face through her fingers.

The communications soldier next to him kept his head down, his shoulders trembling, and remained silent.

A suffocating silence filled the entire command center.

It's not that I don't want to talk, it's that I simply don't know what to say.

Those people were their compatriots.

Those were brothers who were left on the surface of the earth and were being slaughtered by the demon god.

They could only cower underground and watch helplessly.

"Snap—"

The adjutant slammed his fist on the control panel in front of him.

The metal tabletop made a dull thud, and the back of his hand was immediately cut open, with blood dripping down his knuckles.

He felt no pain at all at that moment.

Or rather, the pain in my hand is nothing compared to the hellish scenes on the screen.

The adjutant abruptly looked away from the screen and turned to look at Lin Shigong.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and his lips were trembling.

"...Are we just going to stand by and watch?"

Lin Shigong stood in front of the command platform, motionless like a statue.

His face was expressionless, only his eyes were full of tears.

Upon hearing his adjutant's words, he closed his eyes, then abruptly turned his head and roared at his adjutant:

"What do you think we can do?!"

That shout shook the entire command center.

Everyone was stunned.

From the moment the demon god descended until now, Lin Shigong has remained the calmest one.

He gave the order to close the portal.

It was also his decision to lock 12,000 people under the demon's feet.

Everyone thought he was heartless.

But everyone understood what he meant when he shouted.

He was also nearing his breaking point and was feeling terrible inside!

The adjutant gritted his teeth and continued, forcing himself to speak:

"We also have nuclear weapons with a yield of one megaton!"

"Smash it there! Smash it straight at that demon's head, teach it a lesson!"

Lin Shigong grabbed his adjutant by the collar and yanked him in front of the big screen, slamming his finger into the image.

"Look at yourself! Open your eyes and see clearly!!"

In the scene, within a range of several hundred to several thousand meters beneath the demon's feet, there are people desperately struggling to survive.

More than ten thousand lives were scattered around the demon god.

"What will they do if you drop a nuclear bomb?!"

Lin Shigong's voice cracked.

The adjutant looked as if he had been slapped in the face; he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word.

Yes.

A nuclear bomb with a yield of one megaton has a kill radius of tens of kilometers.

If you throw it at Kog'Maw's head, the first to die will definitely not be the demon god, but the more than ten thousand surviving allies.

Moreover, given that this eighth-tier demon god previously withstood a nuclear bomb unscathed, it's uncertain whether it can even be damaged.

The adjutant's fist was clenched tightly, but after a few seconds, it relaxed weakly.

"this……"

He couldn't hold back any longer, stomped his foot and slumped into a chair, rubbing his face hard with both hands.

When I removed my hand, all ten fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

He knew he had lost his composure.

He understood these principles, of course, but the images on the screen completely shattered his reason.

The command center fell silent again.

Only the occasional explosions coming from the big screen felt like dull knives, slowly cutting into everyone's nerves.