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The driver responded with equally desperate shouts. At that moment, the vehicle's tires might have hit some uneven areas on the ground, but at high speed, the vehicle was lifted into the air, briefly "floating" before crashing back down. Everyone inside was jolted so violently they almost jumped. Normally, someone might have cursed the driver for not driving properly, but at this moment, everyone just thought the driver was going too slowly. If possible, they would rather the armored vehicle spread its wings and fly away from this hellish and terrifying area...

At that very moment, as he was moving further and further away, the giant swords stuck in the ground began to tremble violently. The lightning chains wrapped around them suddenly swelled up as if they were alive, turning into silver snakes that coiled towards the giant monster floating in the air.

The chains of lightning wrapped around the floating behemoth almost instantly, binding it tightly like chains of divine punishment from mythology. At the same time, intensely hot plasma burned and exploded on its surface, turning into streaks of white flames.

Meanwhile, high in the sky, an extremely intense pressure was rapidly forming. Even the soldiers on the ground, who were moving away, could feel it. It was a feeling of fear that permeated every cell of their bodies, as if they were watching themselves fall into an abyss...

Around the armored vehicle, the little monsters that had been chasing it were running, roaring, or simply fleeing in all directions, trying to escape the impending crisis of destruction.

Above, the enormous monster was struggling violently. A pair of huge red wings, like ribbons of a jellyfish, began to writhe wildly. Only now could one see that they were not ribbons at all, but were clearly composed of bizarre organs that looked like twisted blood vessels!

All the tentacles on its body were now spread out, emitting a high-frequency vibration. This vibration seemed to be able to form a kind of supernatural shock wave, which could resist the erosion of the lightning and fire on its body.

At the same time, the twisted, blood vessel-like organs of the monster's "wings" suddenly retracted, transforming into some kind of abstract, illusory lines in the air, and inserted into the void. Then, its huge eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment, its massive body suddenly became ethereal, disappearing into the void!

In the instant it disappeared into the void, most of the chains binding its body were freed from its restraints!

"Sir, look, look at that!!!" At this moment, a soldier sitting next to Lieutenant Marshall pointed to the screen next to him. The screen was divided into multiple sections, each displaying the external scene captured by different cameras outside the armored vehicle, mainly to enhance the situational awareness of the personnel inside the vehicle.

The soldier was pointing to a small square in the middle, which appeared to be a view taken from the turret on the top of the vehicle.

In the pitch-black sky, amidst layers of dark clouds, stood a figure resembling a deity from mythology, high in the air. One could vaguely see that he seemed to be wearing traditional Eastern clothing, his garments fluttering wildly.

Lieutenant Marshall had little knowledge of Eastern culture and couldn't recognize any of the Eastern clothing. He just stared wide-eyed at everything on the video. From their perspective inside the carriage, they wouldn't normally be able to see this scene, but with the help of the camera, they could now see it.

Of course, they were just looking; at this moment, they wouldn't stop to get a clearer view, but rather wished they could run even further away...

Meanwhile, in the nearby sky scar, the lightning chains (one or nine) surged forth from the longswords that were planted in the ground and vaguely arranged in a huge formation, piercing into the void. Then, they dragged the giant monster out of its traversing state and bound it tightly. The lightning chains all snapped straight, just like a fisherman who had caught a big catch, making it impossible for it to break free.

At the same moment, in the dark sky, leaden clouds churned and pressed lower and lower, and strong winds continued to howl, pushing the clouds to spin. After a few breaths, Lieutenant Marshall and his men witnessed a scene that shocked them greatly!

It was a light, a light that forced them to cover their eyes, yet still gave them a feeling of "sharpness," as if a blade were scraping against their necks!

In the pitch-black night sky, the light pierced through the entire cloud layer overhead. Although it wasn't particularly bright, the piercing light made the soldiers inside the vehicle instinctively cover their eyes and exposed facial skin with their hands!

High in the sky, the monster's millions of tentacles of various kinds swarmed like boiling worms, sending chills down one's spine. The enormous eye at the center of its body emitted a dark light, churning the surrounding void into a chaotic mess, like an inkfish spitting out black ink to conceal itself in a black veil…

But, in the blink of an eye, a shrill scream rang out from high above, accompanied by a powerful shockwave that spread outwards in all directions from the monster...

The surrounding trees, ruined buildings, and even the fog itself crumbled the moment the shockwave arrived, and a large number of objects, soil, and even monsters were blown into the air.

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Lieutenant Marshall's memories afterward were chaotic and fragmented: intense light, impacts, rolling, shrill screams, the fear that seemed to pierce the depths of his soul, the feeling that his head was about to explode, vomiting, the nausea that felt like his entire stomach was going to come out...

Then there was darkness...

He didn't know how much time had passed; it seemed like a long time, or perhaps just a few breaths. Lieutenant Marshall moved his body with difficulty and realized that someone was pulling him, as if pulling him out of something stuck. He gradually regained feeling in his body, as if he was slowly recovering from numbness. The pain began to come, getting more and more distant, as if every part of his body was in pain.

Volume Two: The Truth Hidden Behind History Books: Chapter 978 Shock

"Sir...Sir, wake up...Sir..." It seemed like someone was calling his name.

He couldn't help but want to speak, but all that came out was a weak groan. He tried hard to open his eyes, and after several attempts, he finally opened them and saw a soldier slapping his own cheeks.

The figure was blurry, and after a while, his eyes gradually regained focus. He could see clearly that the person patting him was a private named Daniel, one of his men.

“…Dan…Neil…help me up…” He tried several times before finally managing to utter a complete sentence. After that, he was helped up and supported.

Only then did he see the situation around him clearly. The armored vehicle had overturned, apparently after crashing into a tree. After breaking several trees, it finally lost its balance and overturned.

Around them, several soldiers were pulling their comrades out of the vehicle one by one; some of them looked seriously injured.

Several soldiers, including him, were carried to the foot of a grove of trees to take shelter from the rain. The wind and rain were raging, and strong winds were howling. However, he suddenly realized that the scene around him was no longer the "hellish" scene. The surrounding trees looked "normal", and the strange, scorching smell in the air was gone.

In fact, there was no longer any fog around, only violent wind and rain, which made the tree crowns sway violently. Even with the thick canopy overhead, the rain still flowed down through the gaps. It was less a place to take shelter from the rain and more a place where the rain was lighter than in other places.

"Daniel, we...we're out?" Marshall turned to look around, and said somewhat uncertainly.

“Yes, sir, it looks like we’re out.” The soldier named Daniel nodded quickly. “We just overturned. Rogers is dead. His gun went off accidentally and hit his leg artery…”

"And Bern and Sherlock are seriously injured, they look like they have broken bones. How are you feeling, sir?"

"I..." Marshall had recovered somewhat by now. He quickly touched himself, feeling a sharp pain in his ribs and feeling weak. He exhaled, "My ribs might be broken..."

As he spoke, he touched the communication headset hanging on his ear, only to find it was gone. He quickly asked his subordinate, "Quick...quickly contact the company commander and see if we can get through!"

Soon, soldiers used communication equipment to contact headquarters. Only then did Marshall breathe a sigh of relief and confirm that he and his men had indeed escaped from that eerie and terrifying foggy area!

"Sir! The company commander told us to figure something out... They said the wind is too strong and they can't use the aircraft to pick us up. He told us to wait a bit and said he'd send a few people over to find us..."

Marshall nodded: "Let's find the nearest road. We need to move there so it'll be easier for them to find..."

He felt wet all over. In the wind and rain in the wilderness, even in the tropics, it was easy to lose heat if he stayed for too long, not to mention that many of the people here were injured. So he needed to rejoin the main force as soon as possible.

Lieutenant Marshall's words resonated with his subordinates, who, as soldiers, understood the unfavorable circumstances they faced. Fortunately, satellite navigation was now operational again, and after studying the map, the soldiers discovered that their location was not far from the nearest road, only about a hundred meters away.

Soon, Lieutenant Marshall was helped up by his subordinate named Daniel, while the remaining wounded were also carried or helped up, and the group began to stumble and walk through the rainforest.

The rainforest at night, especially when there is a strong wind and rain and you are carrying wounded, is really difficult to walk. In particular, in this kind of tropical rainforest, a lot of plants block the way, and someone needs to clear a path ahead with a machete.

Fortunately, as troops stationed in the colony, Lieutenant Marshall's men had received such training. However, after they had walked about fifty meters, the soldier in charge of clearing the way suddenly reached out and pushed backward, and then made several hand gestures.

The soldiers behind him had all learned sign language, so they immediately understood that the soldier meant to stop advancing, that something unusual had been discovered ahead, and that they should approach cautiously.

The soldiers behind him became curious, and even Lieutenant Marshall himself subconsciously slowed his pace and moved closer to where he was.

He was standing on the side of a large banyan tree that would take several people to encircle. Many aerial roots hung down around the tree and penetrated the ground, making the banyan tree appear very stable even in the midst of a storm.

The other soldiers came to his side and, following his finger, bypassed the obstruction of the banyan tree trunk. They then clearly saw a scene that shocked them. Not far to the west, about fifty meters away from where they were, a large number of trees had fallen, and some broken and damaged trunks were still emitting wisps of smoke, clearly having just been burning, probably extinguished by the rain.

Among the fallen trees lay a massive sword, like a monument, embedded in the ground. This sword was crackling with lightning, and its design was unlike the Western longswords they were familiar with; instead, it clearly possessed the spirit of an Eastern sword. The spine of the blade was clearly discernible, and the guard and hilt were typical of Eastern styles. Even the blade itself bore a complex and mysterious pattern. (Marshall and the others were unaware that what they perceived as the complex and mysterious pattern was actually a set of seal script characters.)

This enormous sword was estimated to be nearly three stories high. Further away from the sword, they saw surging gray mist. This mist, which should have been pouring down like a flood, was clearly blocked by the sword and could not advance an inch!

The soldiers gaped, as if they were seeing a weapon from the gods. At that moment, they couldn't help but recall the scene they had experienced not long ago. In their minds, it seemed like a long time ago. Perhaps it was too unbelievable, so they instinctively felt that such a thing seemed like a distant and unreal event.

However, at this moment, they realized once again with unwavering certainty that their escape was not due to luck, but rather that someone—no… or perhaps, not a person, but some being they could not comprehend—had saved them…

Volume Two: The Truth Hidden Behind History Books: Chapter 979 Miracles

This... is clearly a miracle!!!

One of the soldiers, Ba Tun (swallowing five times), swallowed the password and unconsciously reached out and drew a crown-shaped pattern on his body. Then, he realized something was wrong. This thing in front of him was clearly not something placed by the merciful and omnipotent Holy Lord...

This is clearly an Eastern weapon! I just wonder, what kind of person could wield such a large sword?!

At this moment, everyone thought of that fleeting glimpse they had once caught—that figure dressed in traditional Eastern attire, standing high in the sky…

That must be the legendary Eastern deity!

However, he had no knowledge of Eastern mythology and etiquette, so he couldn't help but turn to look at his comrades to see what they were going to do.

At that very moment, beside him, a soldier he was supporting broke free and knelt down with a thud. This soldier, named Pan, had a distinctly mixed-race appearance. In fact, he was indeed of mixed race; his mother was a Pandian and his father a Rune. He grew up in the Pandian autonomous territory and was recruited into the army. In the Rune army, there were many people with similar backgrounds to him.

Compared to his comrades who grew up in Rune, he, who grew up in the Pandean Dominion, had absolutely no psychological barriers to polytheism. In the eyes of many Pandeans, there were simply many gods in the world, and there was nothing strange about it...

Therefore, he faced the enormous sword before him with a devout expression, clasped his hands together, knelt down, and then prostrated himself in a gesture of full submission...

Seeing his appearance, even though they didn't understand what he was doing, no one dared to laugh at him at that moment. Some soldiers even began to imitate him and kneel down...

As it turns out, even the Rune people, known for their coldness and arrogance, will lower their proud heads, bend their knees, and seek divine protection in the face of real and undeniable "power"...

Finally, even Lieutenant Marshall himself knelt down. After all, everyone else was kneeling, and it would be too conspicuous for him not to. What if he angered some unknown deity?

He swallowed hard, quietly removed a crown pendant from his neck, and tossed it aside...

It is said that... the deity worshipped by Easterners should be called Tianzun, right?

By the grace of the Heavenly Venerable... please bless me so that I may return to Rune safely. I will definitely go to Zhaoren Street to purchase your relics for offering...

Please bless me...

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In fact, if someone could stand at a higher altitude and see through the clouds, they would find that this huge foggy area has stopped expanding. Even though the fog, like a tide, is still trying to expand in all directions, it has stopped under the array formed by the nail-like longswords.

A total of 36 longswords were arranged in two layers, forming a huge Bagua (Eight Trigrams) pattern, which firmly locked the mist in the center.

At this very moment, high in the clouds, Zhang Taihe sat cross-legged. He glanced in the direction of Marshall and the others, seemingly sensing something, then casually withdrew his gaze and turned it towards the core of the mist…

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At this very moment, in the heart of the mist, Zhang Jing stood high in the sky, surrounded by surging, swirling clouds—a truly spectacular sight.

He could see that the huge celestial phenomenon formed by the gray-black clouds, like a gap, stretched across the entire sky like the legendary Milky Way, and above that gap, streaks of light, seemingly real yet illusory, were flickering.

At this moment, the world around him was undergoing drastic changes. In Zhang Jing's eyes, the void had become blurred and indistinct, and everything looked chaotic, like mist or the twisted currents in the deep sea.

He clearly understood that what caused all of this was this spectacular celestial phenomenon before him. It was not a natural landscape caused by cloud compression, but a real "crack".

He could even sense that on the other side of the crack, a great will, completely different from this side—cold, desolate, ancient, and greedy—was awakening, like a giant bear that had already experienced the entire harsh cave and was awakening from its coldness, trying to reach out its claws towards this world…

In fact, it's not just the being on that side that's trying to descend, but also the "world" that He resides in. In fact, a part of Him has already infiltrated and overlapped with this world.

Zhang Jing was no stranger to this situation. In fact, he understood that if the other party continued, then when the other party's "laws," "kingdoms," and "authorities" descended and affected the real world, this region would become the boundary between reality and illusion, a kingdom completely controlled by it.

He had dealt with similar situations before when he was at Fengsui Fort.

This time, he could sense that the being attempting to descend was different from the one he had encountered before. It was still sealed, and the flickering light spots above the cracks were complex and extremely powerful sealing systems. They may have been incredibly powerful in the past, but with the passage of time, cracks had clearly appeared in them.