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Chapter 1242 The Post-War Era: The Tragedy of the Empire
Rumble!
The four Rods of God, traveling at more than forty times the speed of sound, pierced into the underground bunker of the alien base, causing a massive explosion with a power approaching that of a nuclear weapon with a yield of hundreds of millions of tons.
The entire base seemed to have turned into chaos, and everything disappeared.
Within that chaos, there seemed to be the power to create the world.
Because the underground bunker is a sealed space, when the energy surges to a certain level, it breaks through the surface and erupts.
The scene was like an underground nuclear test or a supervolcanic eruption.
A gigantic fireball, accompanied by an enormous mushroom cloud, shot into the sky.
The earth trembled violently, even affecting the continental plates, causing them to shift slightly.
A huge crater formed in the blink of an eye.
Boundless light and heat swept across the ground, turning tens of thousands of imperial soldiers to ashes wherever they passed.
Immediately afterwards, a nuclear-like shockwave swept across the area, nearly wiping out tens of thousands of Imperial soldiers; not a single one survived.
Not only the imperial soldiers, but also dozens of ferocious birds and beasts from outer space are undergoing trials.
Bang, bang, bang!
Many ferocious birds and beasts from the outer planets were also torn apart, exploding into clouds of blood mist.
The pangolin and the centipede were quite clever; they burrowed into the ground and used the thick underground layer to protect their bodies.
However, the Fire Bull Demon, the Dragon Horned Elephant, the Thunderous Beast, and other colossal creatures had nowhere to go but to the heavens and the earth, so they could only rely on their physical strength to withstand the attacks.
At this point, they were anywhere from a few kilometers to tens of kilometers away from the explosion's epicenter.
The distance may seem far, but don't forget that the destructive power of the four Rods of God exploding in a confined space is comparable to that of a nuclear weapon with a yield of hundreds of millions of tons. It's not safe to be more than a few dozen kilometers away, let alone more than a hundred kilometers away.
The entire 541 alien base covers an area of about 100 kilometers in radius, which is exactly within the kill range of the mega-explosion.
At this time, the plane carrying the Imperial Head of State and many high-ranking officials had not yet flown out of Area 541, but it was already thousands of meters above the ground, shuttling through the clouds.
Boom boom boom!
These bigwigs underestimated the destructive power of the four Rods of God. When the shockwave swept over like a Category 12 storm, they witnessed the clouds around the plane being torn apart.
The scene was like a piece of white cloth being torn and ripped apart by a group of people.
Even the clouds were torn apart by the storm brought by the shockwave, so you can imagine the plane's predicament.
The entire fleet consisted of more than ten aircraft, half of which were escort fighters, but only half of them ultimately escaped.
This includes the Imperial Head's Sky Fortress-1.
The Flying Fortress-1 is truly remarkable; it is arguably the world's premier aircraft, unparalleled in its robustness, safety, luxury, and many other aspects.
"Shouldn't the Great Demon King of the East be dead by now? If he's still not dead after this, then I, the leader, will have no choice but to commit seppuku to atone for my sins!"
Standing by the porthole of Sky Fortress One, looking down at the massive explosion on the ground, the shockwaves still sweeping in all directions, the mushroom cloud still rising, the flames raging like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, and the scene of utter devastation, the Imperial Head of State murmured to himself.
At this moment, in this situation, his attention was entirely focused on the Eastern Demon King, rather than the nearly 100,000 imperial soldiers who were almost all dead, or the group of high-ranking imperial officials who had died in the plane crash.
“He should be dead, he must be dead. If he isn’t dead, Your Majesty, I will join you in committing seppuku to atone for your sins.”
A high-ranking confidant of the head of state bowed and spoke with a fawning expression.
There were many high-ranking officials and bigwigs on board the Flying Fortress One, and they all agreed that Chen Yang was dead.
Such a massive explosion, of a cataclysmic magnitude, not only killed Chen Yang, but even the aliens had no chance of survival.
After all, that was a nuclear explosion with a yield of 100 million tons, and no living organism could possibly exist in it.
Ouch!
Suddenly, the roar of a wild beast came from the ground, carrying far and wide, even thousands of meters in the air, it was deafening.
On the ground in the core area of District 541, smoke still filled the air, flames still burned, and even the earth was still cracking and sinking. Suddenly, a towering patch of soil was pushed open, and a ferocious beast with a body as large as a small mountain and its entire body radiating lightning emerged. It opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar.
It was the Thunder Beast that survived the massive explosion.
In fact, it suffered damage from more than just the Rod of God. Before the Rod of God, it was also hit by a nuclear weapon launched by the military, but it survived both.
This thing has vitality comparable to Godzilla. Its body is covered with a thick layer of iron armor that even armor-piercing bullets cannot penetrate. It also has lightning powers, and its body can be electrified to resist external damage. It can also launch lightning breath attacks.
Previously, when it fought against 100,000 imperial soldiers, a single thunderous breath could kill several thousand imperial soldiers, which was utterly heinous and more devilish than a demon.
It's unimaginable what kind of destruction such a ferocious alien beast would cause if it entered a city, a big city.
The land was ravaged, rivers of blood flowed, oars were floated on the river, and mountains of corpses piled up...
"How come there are still survivors? You bunch of useless trash, what kind of work did you do? You can't even kill a wild beast!"
Inside Sky Fortress One, the Führer was so angry he jumped up and down, cursing at the military leaders around him.
Ouch!
But no sooner had he finished cursing than another earth-shattering roar came from the ground.
Click!
Another huge mound of earth was pushed open from the inside, and a bull demon with thick, fiery red fur and flames burning on its body, whose size was comparable to a small mountain, rushed out.
It is none other than the Fiery Bull Demon!
The very name "Bull Demon" tells you how tenacious its vitality is; it's absolutely on the level of an unkillable cockroach, and even a nuclear explosion can't kill it.
Whoohoo!
Enraged, the Fiery Bull Demon opened its mouth and unleashed an endless torrent of flames, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, which were unstoppable and burned several tanks and armored vehicles on the ground into molten iron.
And among these tanks and armored vehicles, quite a few Imperial soldiers are still alive.
This is it, everything is ruined.
"Damn it, how did another one appear?"
The head of state said with a dark face, his teeth grinding together.
And this was just the beginning. Many more alien beasts emerged from the earth: dragon-horned elephants, golden-horned rhinoceroses, giant pythons that devour the sky, golden pangolins, centipedes with a thousand legs…
At least a dozen alien beasts survived the massive explosion of the four Staffs of God, a survival rate that was simply outrageous.
Ultimately, these creatures were not at the very core of the explosion, but rather a few kilometers to tens of kilometers away. Coupled with their thick skin, tough flesh, and extremely tenacious vitality, they survived.
Don't forget, these are all fierce beasts carefully selected by aliens. What the aliens valued was their tenacious fighting ability and vitality.
Hey!
Suddenly, a bird's cry came from beside Sky Fortress One. It was loud and assertive, like the sound of hammering iron.
"Something's wrong! Something's happened!"
The pilot of Sky Fortress One nearly peed his pants in fright. Upon closer inspection, he saw a large black bird swooping towards him.
The bird had a wingspan of over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), and its size was comparable to that of the Sky Fortress-1. In particular, its feathers shimmered with a metallic luster under the sunlight, like two celestial blades. When it swooped down, its speed was close to the speed of sound, surpassing that of the Sky Fortress-1.
This strange bird is none other than the Black-scaled Eagle, a fierce and powerful bird of prehistoric times.
Even the creatures on the ground survived, let alone this one that flies in the sky.
It flew far away just now and escaped disaster, but now it's flying back to see what's going on.
Just as the Blackscale Eagle was charging towards them, about to cleave Sky Fortress One in two with its massive steel wings, several fighter jets suddenly rushed over and launched several missiles.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
The machine gun muzzle below was also spitting fire.
Blackscale Eagle had no choice but to temporarily abandon Sky Fortress One and engage in combat with several fighter jets.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sky Fortress One sped off at full throttle, fleeing in panic.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the Flying Fortress 1 were destroyed, the entire government of the Stars and Stripes would be paralyzed.
Fortunately, the Flying Fortress 1 eventually escaped unharmed.
The emperor was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"God bless my great Stars and Stripes Empire, Amen!"
The high-ranking executives in the cabin prayed silently and made the sign of the cross on their chests.
……
In the blink of an eye, a week passed.
The world is still the same world, the earth is still the same earth, the overall situation is stable, but there are undercurrents in some places, and wars occasionally occur.
Our great Eastern power is naturally a peaceful and stable nation. With our formidable military strength, any danger is nipped in the bud. Any war, before it even reaches our borders, will be crushed.
This is exactly what they mean by "the scenery here is uniquely beautiful".
However, despite the beautiful scenery and the peace, we are also in a state of grief.
A shadow of sadness fell over the entire nation.
Because our great Eastern nation's number one hero, the nation's guardian, the pillar of strength, the mainstay... Chen Yang, Chen Tianren, Chen the Great Demon King, has disappeared for a week.
If it were an ordinary person, disappearing for a week wouldn't be a big deal; they would still have a chance to survive.
However, the consequences of a powerful figure like Chen Yang, who possesses extraordinary abilities and unparalleled supernatural powers, disappearing for a week would be very serious.
This suggests that he may have met with some misfortune, commonly known as, "dead".
In fact, the relevant departments of our great Eastern power had already received some relevant information that the four "Rods of God" launched by the Great American Empire within its own territory were aimed at Chen Yang.
Because after Chen Yang was abducted by aliens in full view of everyone, he returned to Area 541, to that alien underground base.
The explosive power of the four Rods of God is equivalent to a nuclear weapon with a yield of 100 million tons. No matter how thick-skinned and tough Chen Yang is, he wouldn't have the right to survive.
Therefore, while the public still harbored wishful thinking, our relevant departments had already confirmed Chen Yang's death.
Everyone is destined to die, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
Chen Yang's death was heavier than Mount Tai.
Our relevant departments are considering whether to hold a state funeral for him to commemorate his heroic spirit.
Furthermore, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor.
Now that we have confirmed Chen Yang's death and that he perished at the hands of the Great American Empire, our great Eastern power must take concrete actions to make the blood debt pay.
At the very least, the Stars and Stripes should apologize.
Secondly, compensation must be paid.
Third, hand over the culprit who pressed the button to launch the "Rod of God," and hand them over to our great Eastern nation to be severely punished by law.
For a country to demand compensation, an apology, and the surrender of the perpetrators and suspects from the Stars and Stripes would have been unthinkable in the past; it was simply a fantasy.
Because all along, it has been the American and Striped empire that has imprisoned and punished others, skillfully wielding its long-arm jurisdiction.
But now, the world situation has changed drastically. In just one week, the Stars and Stripes Empire is no longer the same Stars and Stripes Empire it once was.
It's equally unbelievable that in just one week, more than a dozen ferocious birds and beasts from outer space wreaked havoc on our strongest nation on Earth, the Stars and Stripes Empire.
Now, of the dozen or so ferocious birds and beasts from outer space, only five remain. It probably won't be long before they're all gone.
The Star-Striped Empire paid a heavy price in its efforts to hunt down these ferocious beasts from outer space. Dozens of cities and towns within its borders were destroyed beyond recognition, and tens of millions of people were killed or injured.
You heard right, tens of millions of people have died or been injured.
These ferocious birds and beasts of the primordial era are incredibly savage, practically like weapons of war. When they rush into cities, they can raze skyscrapers to the ground, and when they kill people, they don't even blink an eye, slaughtering large numbers of them.
Purely a desire for revenge!
It's as if they have some deep-seated hatred for humans.
However, they do indeed have a deep-seated hatred for humans. After being imprisoned in the steel cage of a spaceship for decades, who wouldn't feel depressed?
Now that they've left their cages and gained their freedom, they're going to take revenge on all the harm they've suffered over the years.
However, they retaliated against the wrong people; it was Atlantean aliens who captured them, not Earthlings.
The Stars and Stripes Empire has also suffered a terrible misfortune!
These ancient ferocious birds and beasts not only possess explosive combat power but also exhibit extremely tenacious vitality, making them difficult to kill with conventional weapons.
Therefore, the Stars and Stripes Empire had no choice but to open its nuclear arsenal.
Killing a prehistoric, ferocious beast from another planet would require anywhere from dozens to hundreds of nuclear warheads.
It's fortunate that it's the Stars and Stripes Empire, with a large nuclear arsenal and tens of thousands of nuclear warheads.
Having used nearly half of its nuclear arsenal and suffered tens of millions of casualties, the military of the Stars and Stripes Empire finally hunted down the ancient ferocious beasts of the alien planet to the last five.
After the great waves have washed away the sand, it's easy to imagine that the last five remaining ferocious birds and beasts are all tough nuts to crack, with utterly devastating fighting power and vitality comparable to cockroaches.