Chapter 1839

The situation instantly reversed.

One breath summoned anomalous entities including Fourth Stage level; the resentful ghost spewed from the female corpse's mouth was instantly torn apart, the originally evenly matched ghost spirit battle instantly turned into a situation of thousands of ghosts surrounding and killing, tightly encircling this female corpse.

Constantly shuttling, taking "life"! As thousands of anomalous entities darted in and out of the female corpse's body, at a speed visible to the naked eye, this horrifyingly extreme resentment aggregate, its flesh and blood all over began to wither.

The Fourth Stage mutant controlled by Mo Ling also roared like a small mountain, opening its huge mouth, intending to bite off the female corpse's neck in one bite.

At the same time, more than three hundred Fourth Stage Awakened Ones behind Mo Ling also couldn't help clenching their fists, getting excited together with the third-rank warriors.

They didn't know what had happened, and even felt a huge threat the moment the female corpse appeared.

Even though they were somewhat familiar with anomalous entities, they deeply knew how powerless conventional forces were against this monster.

But looking at now..

"\"Launch an attack together! The rules also have a weakening effect! We'll cooperate with Miss Mo Ling to take down this monster! \""

Seeing that although Mo Ling also showed some terror, but as the strong ones of our side, many Fourth Stage of the Long An faction felt reassured, hurriedly wanting to cooperate with Mo Ling to solve this monster.

In an instant, the rule power divided into four types suddenly gathered together, as if preparing for a standardized battle, ready to activate the female corpse.

However, before the leading legion commander could instinctively move to assist Mo Ling.

The next second, only hearing Mo Ling let out a low shout, directly interrupting their coordination.

"\"Preserve strength! It's not that simple! \""

No time to explain further.

Before the leading legion commander's expression could even freeze, in the blink of an eye, just as if verifying Mo Ling's words, the originally frozen coastal waves suddenly erupted with crackling shattering sounds.

Within 0.01 second, in the oppressively dark sea, countless scarlet eyes suddenly protruded.

Like red lights in the deep sea, the dense red light of malice connected into a sheet, as if countless evil spirits were peering at the world in the darkness.

This is!?

Never before had I felt such intense resentment.

Behind Mo Ling, fourteen thousand Awakened Ones of the Long An faction all changed expression simultaneously, an unbelievable thought flashing through their minds.

All had human bodies, but their heads were all different kinds of ghostly creatures! Eyes wide, fangs bared, each aura was above Fourth Stage, mixed with an indescribable monster evil aura.

These people are...!?

"\"Heavenly Ghost! \""

"\"They are Japanese Awakened Ones who have abandoned their human identities and let anomalous entities possess them! \""

"\"Terel! Reply quickly!! I am Gao Tian! \""

At the Weihai offshore point, Gao Tian, carrying a Fourth Stage breakthrough at the fastest speed, anxiously sent a message, his eyes unable to stop looking toward the huge ghostly shadow soaring behind him.

Not having time to run farther, Gao Tian, upon restoring communication, immediately sent a support message to Terel and Ron.

But for some unknown reason, the two who usually replied almost instantly to his messages now seemed to have disappeared, with no word coming for a long time.

While anxiously waiting, Gao Tian could only contact other representatives from North America and the Soviet Union on one hand, while nervously observing the battlefield situation on the other.

The sky was overcast, as if an invisible Wu Yun shrouded it.

Hard to imagine, even though they had rushed out of the nearly hundred-kilometer silent zone, at this distance they could still feel the astonishing undulations erupting from the battlefield's center.

Only seen in the coastal sky, a phantom of a hellish knight riding a warhorse was entangled in combat with a monster resembling a two-headed dog.

Having seen many reports from the Japanese battlefield, Gao Tian instantly recognized that one-eyed two-headed dog, clearly the Tengu Meme that had appeared before.

That is a man-made evil-god-type Meme, possessing the characteristic of infinite rebirth and transfer.

It had once lost control in the Japanese battlefield, killing many people.

But looking at the current situation, this Meme that caused the deaths of many Japanese survivors is likely also been brought under control by the Japanese battlefield.

"\"This bunch of lunatics...! Traitors of humanity! \""

Not having time to be angry about how deeply the Japanese battlefield cooperated with the fugitives, Gao Tian took a deep breath, just wanting to quickly contact Terel and the others.

He must transmit the transfer order to them, so they can provide immediate support!

Moreover.

Upon rushing out of the silent zone, Gao Tian immediately received news that all branches of the Long An faction had received reports of an attack.

Obviously, the fugitives, from the moment they launched the plan, had calculated all their manpower and grasped a large amount of intelligence!

"\"Reply quickly, Terel! \""

"\"Why haven't you replied to my message yet!? \""

Looking at the communication channel that remained silent for a long time, Gao Tian's anxiety grew ever stronger.

Although he still didn't know how much total force the fugitives and the Japanese battlefield had combined, just calculating the Fourth Stage forces controlled by the fugitives within Asia, he at least needed half of North America and the Soviet Union together to support him!

Otherwise.. this great war, they would suffer extremely heavy losses, even total annihilation!

At the same time, the Soviet battlefield.

Above the snow-covered Moscow Safe Zone, Terel gazed with an unpleasant expression at the Soviet high-ranking figures that faintly surrounded him.

Among them, a ram-headed creature, extravagantly arrogant and clearly not human, now loftily stared at him with indifference.

"\"Your Excellency Terel, I believe you have already received the Long An faction's support request. \""

"\"I suggest you directly deceive them into handing over their transfer order, then pretend nothing happened. \""

"\"Otherwise.. \""

A cold laugh laced with mockery.

Hearing the ram-headed person's "suggestion" that sounded like a command, Terel did not respond, but instead gazed with an even uglier expression at his own side's high-ranking officials.

"\"When did this happen!? Are you crazy!? Actually joining forces with these monsters!? \""

"\"Have you considered what Lin An would do if he found out!? You're betraying him, betraying humanity! \""

"\"I..! \""

Before Terel could suppress his anger and growl low, a Soviet high-ranking official who had met Lin An a few times merely stiffened his expression, then spoke in a cold voice with some dissatisfaction.

Taylor! We don't owe Lin An anything anymore! Last time we supported Lin An, how many of our precious third-rank 【people】 did we die back then?!

Furthermore, let's not even mention how much pressure we've borne for Long An during this time!

Betrayal? What betrayal? From start to finish, wasn't it Lin An who first deceived us?!

Yeah! Taylor! Calm down! Lin An is already dead! Long An is about to collapse!

You are Soviet; you must consider for the Soviet!

Stop calling those ancient gods who led our progress monsters; they are our reliance against the Apocalypse!

Lin An, he almost doomed all of humanity!

One pale-faced, the other red-faced, they sing in harmony.

A Soviet High Level, old enough that even becoming an Awakened One couldn't hide his aging, frowned and advised Taylor.

In fact, they also hesitated for a long time when they first encountered the escapees.

But as the other side continually provided evidence of Lin An's death and displayed their power, half of the Soviet High Level had no choice but to change strategy and prepare for both possibilities.

And now is the time of great change!

Lin An is dead...

No, even if Lin An weren't dead, upon his return he would not be a match for this group of ancient gods! After all, if Lin An could truly deal with the escapees, he wouldn't have dragged it out to now and vanished!

They must make a choice for their own country!