bookbashuk Chapter 445: The Northern Domain Is About to Fall, Is Even Chu Sheng Powerless?
Chapter 445: The Northern Domain Is About to Fall, Is Even Chu Sheng Powerless?
Breached?
The first line of defense... that so-called impenetrable steel fortress... has been breached?
How is that possible?!
"You... what did you say?" Qin Zhen’s voice became incredibly hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.
"A total rout across the entire line!" the intelligence officer cried out. "The Alien Race is now pushing deep into our territory! The Northern Domain... The Northern Domain is about to fall!!"
Qin Zhen shot to his feet.
But he stood up so abruptly that his vision went black. He swayed twice, nearly toppling over.
He grabbed the table, gasping for breath.
His years of holding a high-ranking, powerful position allowed him to retain a sliver of rationality even at this moment.
"Quickly!!"
"Summon all high-level command immediately! Emergency meeting!!"
...
Military Department, Operations Conference Room One.
This place was the heart of the entire Great Xia Military and its highest decision-making center.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was so heavy it felt as though the very air had frozen solid.
The massive main screen displayed a real-time battle map of the Northern Domain.
The green defense line that once represented safety was now turning a glaring, blood-red in large swathes.
Moreover, that red was still spreading toward the heartland of Great Xia at an astonishing speed.
"Report!"
"First line of defense confirmed completely fallen!"
"Lost contact with the second line of defense three minutes ago. Confirmed breached!"
"The third line of defense... is taking heavy damage! Defender casualty rate is over eighty percent! Requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!!"
"Northern Domain Commander-in-Chief Luo Zhan..."
The communications officer paused, his voice dropping.
"Currently out of contact. Status unknown."
Every report landed like a heavy hammer blow, striking everyone present right in the heart.
In the conference room, over a dozen high-ranking officials with stars on their shoulders had ashen faces, their hands gripping the edge of the table tightly.
Some were trembling, some were gritting their teeth, and some had eyes filled with regret.
"It’s true... That mosquito’s intel... it was all true!"
An old general stared at the screen and closed his eyes in anguish.
"The Alien Race really has launched an all-out assault... What have we done?!"
"If only we hadn’t ordered the reinforcements to withdraw... If only we had believed Luo Zhan..."
"What’s the use of saying that now!" another hot-tempered lieutenant general slammed his hand on the table. "The key now is how to save the situation! We absolutely cannot lose the Northern Domain!"
Everyone’s gaze subconsciously turned to Qin Zhen, who was seated at the head of the table.
At this moment, Qin Zhen no longer had any trace of his previous imperious, all-powerful demeanor.
He was slumped in his chair, his face ashen, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
His hands were trembling slightly.
’I was wrong.’
’So, so wrong.’
His pride and joy—his judgment, his so-called "big picture perspective"—had, at this very moment, become the chief culprit in the Northern Domain’s ruin.
Hearing the others’ discussion, Qin Zhen was jolted back to his senses.
As if grasping at the last straw, he shot to his feet and roared in a hoarse voice:
"Where are the reinforcements?!"
"Where are Li Zhantian, Tie Mulan, and Man Gu?!"
"They didn’t leave that long ago, did they?!"
"Quick! Contact them immediately! Tell them to turn back! Return to provide support at once, no matter the cost!!!"
An officer in charge of communications looked at Qin Zhen, a bitter and helpless expression on his face.
"Vice Minister..."
"We already contacted them."
"They did indeed turn back the moment they received the news."
"But..."
The officer pointed to the time on the screen:
"Because they wanted to get back to base quickly, they’re now... thousands of miles away from the Northern Domain."
"The resources they carried for long-range teleportation are insufficient. For the army to return and provide support, they can only fly!"
"At the earliest, it will still take three hours."
Three hours.
The moment those two words were spoken, it was as if Qin Zhen’s spine had been ripped out, and he collapsed heavily back into his chair.
Three hours?
At the Alien Race’s current speed of advance, forget three hours.
The Northern Domain could be flattened in thirty minutes!
By the time they get back, it’ll be too late; all they’ll be able to do is collect the corpses in the Northern Domain!
"WOOO—!!!"
The words had barely left his mouth when the red alarms in the conference room blared once more.
On the screen, the area representing the fourth line of defense, which had been blinking moments before, instantly turned a deathly black.
"Report!!"
The communications officer’s voice was filled with despair:
"The fourth line of defense... has also been breached!!"
"The Alien Race’s vanguard is less than a hundred li from the final defensive line—Beitian Pass!!"
The entire room fell deathly silent.
Everyone’s face was ashen, like the color of dead embers.
’It’s over.’
’It’s completely over.’
Once Beitian Pass falls, behind it lies the open plains of the Great Xia heartland, countless bustling cities, and hundreds of millions of unarmed citizens.
"I..."
Qin Zhen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
In his mind, the image of that mosquito giving him the middle finger uncontrollably surfaced.
And those simple, crude words: "Fucking idiot."
His current despair was as immense as his anger had been at that moment.
It turned out he was the real clown all along.
If the reinforcements hadn’t withdrawn, the Northern Domain wouldn’t have collapsed so quickly! If that had been the case, there would still have been a chance!
It was he who had personally pushed away the gate to survival and sent the Northern Domain into hell.
...
「Northern Domain. The battlefield.」
This place had already become a Chaotic Scene.
The earth was soaked in blood, turning it into a muddy mire.
Severed limbs were everywhere—Human and Alien—all mixed together, indistinguishable from one another.
Flames soared to the sky amid billowing black smoke.
But amid all this chaos and despair, there was one figure that seemed completely out of place.
It was a mosquito.
Chu Sheng hadn’t fallen into panic or despair like everyone else.
He was fighting, too!
"BZZZZ (Looks like the humans really can’t hold out.)"
Chu Sheng hovered in the smoke-filled air, his gaze calm and cold as he watched the Alien Race’s army surge below like a tidal wave.
He was no savior.
He had already done everything he could.
’Since they can’t be stopped, then... it’s time to kill!’
’I’ll kill as many as I can!’
BOOM!
A terrifying, dark-golden aura erupted from his body.
He directly deactivated his Primitive Form, returning to his original appearance.
His body, originally only the size of a fingernail, expanded explosively in the wind!
In the blink of an eye, a terrifying, giant mosquito with a wingspan of over five meters appeared in the sky above the battlefield! Its entire body was covered in complex violet-gold patterns, and it radiated an ancient, primordial aura.
The Samsara Divine Mosquito!
This was his true form!
Its proboscis, as sharp as a spear, glinted with a bloodthirsty light.
Its six long legs were like scythes of the grim reaper, forged from refined steel.
The most terrifying part was its wings; every flap caused a slight distortion in the surrounding Space.
"BZZZZ—!!!"
A soul-shaking buzz resounded across the battlefield.
The members of the Alien Race below looked up subconsciously, a trace of confusion in their eyes.
’What is that monster?’
Before they could even react, Chu Sheng moved.
"Feather Blade Storm!!"
SHING SHING SHING SHING SHING—!
Countless red Feather Blades formed from condensed Energy rained down from the sky like a torrential storm!
These Feather Blades were incomparably sharp, carrying the power to slice through anything.
Wherever they passed, everything—be it hard carapaces or powerful flesh—was sliced apart as if it were tofu!
SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH SQUELCH!
A large patch of the ground was instantly cleared.
Hundreds of Fierce Soldier Level and Warrior Level aliens were instantly diced into pieces.
But this was not the end. It was only the beginning.
Chu Sheng’s figure transformed into a black bolt of lightning, weaving frantically through the dense army of the Alien Race.
He was like a fighter jet, reaping lives.
Every dive and every pass left a storm of blood and gore in its wake.
And while he was slaughtering them, Chu Sheng’s consciousness was also working rapidly.
’Recycle! Recycle! Recycle everything!’
[Ding! Recycled Warrior Level Alien Race corpse. Life Essence +2000!]
[Ding! Recycled War General Level Alien Race corpse. Life Essence +5000!]
[Ding! ...]
The system notifications were like the most beautiful music, playing wildly in his mind.
The amount of Life Essence in the Nether Flame Insect Nest was skyrocketing, increasing by hundreds of thousands per second!
Twenty million... Twenty-five million... Thirty million!
However, his high-profile slaughter on the battlefield naturally attracted the attention of the Alien Race’s powerhouses.
"SKREEE!!"
An furious shriek came from not far away.
Immediately after, BOOM! A thick, dark-red beam of Energy, carrying a destructive aura, blasted viciously toward Chu Sheng, who was busy "stocking up."
’This energy fluctuation...’
’Monarch Level!’