103: A dark purple pillar of light descends upon the evil god, bringing a turning point from a desperate situation.

Chapter One Hundred and Six: Dark Purple Light Column Descends the Evil God, A Turnaround Appears in Desperation

A dark purple beam of light shot into the sky, reflecting on the surface of the East Sea like purgatory. That massive figure, far exceeding the Lord of the Abyss, slowly stretched its body within the light column. Every squirm brought about towering waves, and even the air twisted and trembled under its pressure.

The alarms in the command center were sharp and piercing. On the Skynet System screens, the energy readings representing this figure soared crazily, eventually breaking through the detection limit of the instruments and turning into a blinding red light.

"This... what on earth is this?" Chen Hao stared intently at the screen, his voice carrying an undisguised horror.

Lin Zhou's pupils suddenly constricted. He could clearly feel a primitive, savage aura emanating from that figure. Its body was covered in thick carapace, filled with twisted patterns like some ancient incantations. Its head had no eyes, only a giant mouth full of sharp teeth, from which dark purple slime capable of corroding steel constantly dripped. The dozens of tentacles behind it were each comparable to the hull of an aircraft carrier, capable of whipping up thousand-meter-high tsunamis with a single swing.

"It's the ultimate product of the Skeleton Serpent's 'The Fall of the Gods' project." Lin Zhou's voice was cold. "They fused the genes of the Lord of the Abyss with the remains of some prehistoric creature. This guy is a true World-Destroying Evil God."

Before his voice faded, the figure suddenly let out a deafening roar. Invisible sound waves swept across like a tsunami. The magnetic storm coils on the coastline were instantly shattered, the armor plates of the apocalypse tanks were covered in dense cracks, and even the energy shield of the sky curtain generator began to fluctuate violently.

"All units, fire!" Lin Zhou roared his command. "apocalypse tank main guns, volley fire! falcon fighter jets, drop all Vine-Burning bombs! Magneto Shock Troopers, activate maximum power!"

The remaining seventy-plus apocalypse tanks fired simultaneously. Two hundred magnetic storm energy beams, like blue lightning, slammed hard against the evil god's carapace. Dozens of falcon fighter jets screamed in, pouring down Vine-Burning bombs, and green smoke enveloped the evil god's body. The Magneto Shock Troopers carried their magnetic storm rifles, continuously outputting current as blue electric arcs danced on the evil god's tentacles.

However, all these attacks were like stones sinking into the ocean.

The corrosive effect of the Vine-Burning bombs only left shallow marks on the evil god's carapace. The bombardment of the magnetic storm energy beams couldn't even shake it in the slightest. Even the current that could melt steel only made it let out an impatient roar.

The evil god's giant mouth suddenly opened, and a dark purple beam of light shot out, instantly hitting a falcon fighter jet that couldn't dodge in time. The fighter jet didn't even have a chance to explode before it turned into a puddle of bloody water.

"It's useless! It's completely useless!" a tank driver roared in despair.

The defense line was collapsing, and the soldiers' morale was plummeting. The evil god's tentacles swept across, and more than ten apocalypse tanks were swatted away like toys, their tracks and turrets scattered everywhere. The Magneto Shock Troopers' positions were swallowed by the tsunami, and screams rose one after another.

The East Sea Defense Line was in critical danger.

Lin Zhou watched the battle situation on the screen as it retreated step by step, his heart feeling as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand. His gaze swept across every corner of the command center, finally landing on the red alert system panel—there was still an authority there that had never been used.

[Emergency Mobilization Order: Consumes 10 million energy points to summon the red alert system 2.0 exclusive support unit—kirov airship fleet. Cooldown: None]

This was an extra trump card gifted when the system upgraded to Commander rank. However, the power of the kirov airships was too terrifying; once used, they would cause devastating destruction to the battlefield, so Lin Zhou had never activated them.

But now, there was no other choice.

"System, activate the Emergency Mobilization Order and summon the kirov airship fleet!" Lin Zhou's thought was decisive.

[Ding! Emergency Mobilization Order activated, energy points deducted successfully! The kirov airship fleet has taken off from the Central Hub Base and is expected to arrive at the East Sea Defense Line in ten minutes!]

Just as Lin Zhou issued the command, a sudden communication request patched into the command center's channel.

A raspy and majestic voice came through the communicator, with a heavy Bear Country accent: "This is the Bear Country Far East Military District. Our 'Winter War God' mecha fleet has broken through the Vacuum Forbidden Zone and is currently rushing to reinforce the East Sea Defense Line. Commander Lin Zhou, the survival of humanity rests on this battle!"

Lin Zhou looked up sharply at the northern airspace on the screen. There, dozens of silver-white mecha figures were breaking through the Bear Country's energy mist, racing toward the East Sea. Behind the mechas were several strategic bombers equipped with energy weapons, with the Bear Country's national emblem printed on their wings.

At the same time, the Skynet System screen lit up with dense points of light.

Survivor bases in Europe sent fighter jet fleets; the resistance in the Americas activated Orbital Railgun Defense Systems; even the lingering survivors on the African continent lit beacons and launched suicidal charges toward the Skeleton Serpent's bases.

Zhu Long's 'The Fall of the Gods' project, instead of destroying the human will to resist, had caused the survivors across the world to coalesce into an unprecedented force in the face of desperation.

"Good!" A raging fire ignited in Lin Zhou's eyes. He picked up the microphone, his voice spreading throughout the entire East Sea Defense Line. "Listen up, all soldiers! Reinforcements have arrived! The Bear Country mecha fleet is about to arrive! Our kirov airships will descend on the battlefield in ten minutes! Now, hold the line for me! Even if we fight to the last man, we will never retreat!"

"Never retreat!"

"Never retreat!"

The soldiers' shouts echoed across the coast once again. The remaining apocalypse tanks readjusted their formation, and the Magneto Shock Troopers picked up their comrades' weapons, looking firmly at the dark purple light column.

In a deep-sea base in the Pacific Ocean, Zhu Long's face turned ashen as he looked at the dense points of light representing reinforcements on the screen. He never imagined that his carefully planned world-destruction project would actually become a catalyst for human unity.

"A bunch of ants, thinking they can shake a god?" Zhu Long's voice was bone-chillingly cold as he slowly pressed a red button. "Then let yourselves be buried along with this world!"

The evil god's giant mouth opened again. This time, it was brewing an energy impact sufficient to destroy a city.

And at this moment, silver-white mecha figures and the sun-blotting kirov airships had already appeared on the horizon.