Chapter 533 - 325: Instantly Slaying 36 Illusions! The Tier Four Snake God Shall Be Slain Today

(P.S. A small change was made to the latter half of the previous Chapter; the monster was swapped out, but it won’t affect the story going forward.)

"ROOOAR—"

The sound belonged to no language of this world.

It was like a sharp steel needle, piercing directly into the depths of the five thousand three hundred soldiers’ Divine Souls.

Even the most resolute veterans turned deathly pale, clutching their heads as they collapsed to their knees in agony.

Their gazes grew unfocused, and drool trickled from the corners of their mouths. Some even raised their "Dragon’s Fang" assault rifles, turned the muzzles, and mechanically aimed at the comrades beside them.

"Steady your minds! Visualize the military banner!"

Gu Jian’s eyes felt like they were about to split. His Spiritual Power was as high as three thousand one hundred hertz.

But even so, his head felt like it had been stuffed with a hive of screaming bees, buzzing incessantly.

The eleven members of the Red Armored Elite behind him were suffering just as much. They struggled to maintain their own clarity of mind, unable to spare any effort for the ordinary soldiers.

Ye Jinghong’s Golden Divine Realm was collapsing from within.

The foundation of faith is its believers. When the believers themselves fall into chaos, the stability of the Divine Realm plummets.

On the pale golden screen of light, black spots corroded by the poisonous miasma began to appear, and the entire barrier seemed on the verge of collapse.

Meanwhile, sparks flew beneath the hull of the "Celestial Whale" transport ship.

The thirty-six ghost-like Phantom Guards had a bizarre black light coating their sharp claws, which ignored the ship’s Energy Shield and directly corroded the Tier Four Spiritual Energy Alloy hull.

Shrill alarms blared through the bridge, bathing Ye Jinghong’s face in a crimson glow.

"Desecrators... This world will devour your souls!" The thought from the Three-headed Giant Snake, suffused with endless malice, once again battered everyone’s minds.

"Red Armor Guard! Form the ’Mountain Guardian’ Array! Defend the flagship!"

At the critical moment, Ye Jinghong’s voice, devoid of any emotion, forcibly suppressed all chaos.

"As you command!"

The twelve members of the Red Armored Elite immediately abandoned their attempts to calm the ordinary soldiers. Their figures flickered, appearing around the transport ship and forming a Battle Array with arcane positioning.

Streaks of crimson Qi Blood Power rose from their bodies, weaving together into an even more solid Energy Shield that temporarily blocked the Phantom Guards’ corrosive attacks.

But their opponents outnumbered them three to one, and their Body Techniques were bizarre. They would sometimes transform into a mass of shadows, other times melt into the air, attacking from exceedingly tricky angles.

Despite being empowered by Divine Power, the Red Armored Elite found themselves completely bogged down, quickly falling into a disadvantageous position.

"Hahahahaha... Foreigner, your believers are wailing, your Divine Generals are falling. What can you possibly do?"

The central head of the Three-headed Giant Snake sent out a mocking thought.

Its second head, the Head of Hatred that spewed Poisonous Liquid, suddenly snapped open its maw.

A thick pillar of black Poisonous Liquid shot out like a high-pressure water jet, aimed directly at the Mecha troops on the ground led by Gu Jian.

"Military God’s protection!"

Ye Jinghong sat enthroned on the bridge, his eyes shut tight, as he simply raised a single hand.

The power of his Divine Realm mobilized in an instant, and a massive golden Light Shield materialized before the Mecha troops.

Tssssss—

The Poisonous Liquid collided with the Light Shield, emitting a corrosive sizzle that set one’s teeth on edge.

The Light Shield dimmed at a visible rate, but it ultimately held.

But this brief distraction allowed even more soldiers below to fall into madness.

Ye Jinghong’s expression finally changed. He knew that conventional methods were no longer working.

He slowly rose to his feet, his gaze piercing through the bridge to sweep over every soldier below, regardless of whether they were sane or mad.

"Vanguard Corps, hear my command!"

"Military Soul! Unify!"

This cry was no mere command, but a summons from the level of the Divine Soul.

Below, the bodies of all the Vanguard Corps soldiers—including the twelve members of the Red Armored Elite locked in fierce combat—jolted violently.

The frenzied noise in their minds was instantly overwhelmed by a grander, more domineering power.

It was the "Mountain and Sea Army Suppressing Technique" they cultivated day and night; it was the Military Spirit Will engraved into their very bones!

"Fight!"

Forcing back two Phantom Guards with a single slash of his blade, Gu Jian was the first to respond, voluntarily opening up his Divine Soul.

A condensed, crimson plume of Qi Blood shot up from the top of his head, merging into the Golden Divine Realm high above.

"Fight!!"

"Fight!!!"

All five thousand three hundred soldiers, no matter where they were or what they were doing, let out the same roar at this moment.

Plumes of Qi Blood rose from the Military Array, gathering into an unstoppable iron torrent that poured entirely into Ye Jinghong’s body.

The Golden Divine Realm began to contract as all the Power of Faith and Military Spirit Will converged frantically upon him.

In the brilliant light, his form was stretched and pulled upward.

Ten meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters!

Finally, a hundred-meter-tall Dark Gold Giant materialized in the sky above the Cyan Miasma Swamp.

This giant was clad in Heavy Armor, its face bearing a strong resemblance to Ye Jinghong’s, but far more majestic. Its eyes were like burning stars.

The ultimate Mystical Technique of the Military Killing Array, the form achieved after Divine Transformation—the Military Soul Battle Spirit!

"Now... die!"

The Military Soul Battle Spirit let out a roar that directly triggered a change in the heavens. The miasma was blasted away, and a massive hole was torn open in the leaden clouds above.

It raised its mountain-like fist and threw a punch down at the Three-headed Giant Snake below!

This single punch contained the combined power of five thousand three hundred elite Martial Artists!

Hiss sensed a fatal threat, and all three of its heads shrieked in unison.

Endless poisonous miasma and psychic illusions formed a massive vortex before it, attempting to block the blow.