At this moment, the courtyard where the Dragon Country delegation was staying had become an isolated island within Tokyo.
Luna stood in the courtyard, expressionless. His purple eyes looked up at the dim, dark purple sky, as if he wasn't surprised by the current scene.
He had long known about the actions of the Japan.
Or rather, all the other countries were well aware of what the Japan was planning to do next.
The four major paths of the Hunters—Hive Lord, Corpse Slaughter, Abyssal Walker, and Bloodline—their characteristics were no secret to the Hunters.
The Hive Lord relies on human wave tactics, possessing countless escape abilities.
Corpse Slaughter is dominant and savage, symbolizing the pinnacle of strength.
Abyssal Walker is secretive in movement, a Hunter of the shadows.
Bloodline possesses immense life force, with powerful self-preservation and Recovery abilities.
Among these four, if Ghost Prison had chosen the bottom three, it wouldn't have been enough to warrant serious attention. But the path he chose was the Hive Lord, a completely different Hive Lord Path.
The individual from the Japan shares a common origin but a different flow with his talent, yet they are completely opposite—one righteous, one evil.
One takes collective interest and national destiny as its foundation, while the other takes the sacrifice of collective interest and offering as its foundation.
One is about strengthening the group for mutual development, the other is about sacrificing the group to achieve personal greatness.
And this kind of talent, if allowed to grow unchecked and infinitely, and if the host is completely insane, will eventually become a malignancy that devours all life, even threatening the destiny of the entire Earth.
To kill a Slaughtering Path Hunter, one only needs to clash head-on, but killing a Hive Lord Path Hunter is extremely difficult. Even if their individual combat power isn't strong, their methods of escape...
...are the strongest among all paths.
The massive swarm of bees means he doesn't need immense strength, but that doesn't mean the opponent is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Compared to other Hunters who focus on strength enhancement, the Hive Lord Hunter concentrates their power on self-preservation and escape.
Without absolutely overwhelming strength, even facing multiple Hunters of the same rank in a siege, there is no absolute certainty of keeping the opponent contained.
Even after witnessing the dominant strength of [Night], he still wasn't confident in uniting everyone to completely stop him.
Therefore, he needed the opponent to use his talent to bind himself to the entirety of Tokyo. At that point, he would be restrained here, and only by completely assimilating all of Tokyo could he leave.
And this moment would be the opportunity for a joint kill.
As long as they could ensure the opponent couldn't leave the designated area, even if this risk truly exceeded expectations, they had another means: nuclear weapons.
The previously signed agreement restricting the use of thermal weapons was originally a trap set for the Japan. Only without the threat of nuclear weapons would the opponent dare to truly unleash himself and step into the snare.
But for a country without nuclear weapons, no one will negotiate terms with you. Once things exceed expectations, the entirety of Jingdong, and even the entire Japan, will be included in the nuclear strike zone.
Until the entire Japan is completely flattened and vanishes from this world... At this moment, the swarm of bees had rioted.
As far as the eye could see, the streets and gaps between buildings surrounding the courtyard were already filled with a surging tide of monsters.
They no longer retained any characteristics of their human forms, but had transformed into thousands of twisted entities derived from urban legends and collective fear.
Extremely fast Hunters, whose limbs were bent backward like spiders, scaled the walls.
Bloated, foul-smelling mountains of flesh, waving twisted limbs, roared as they knocked down cars and small buildings along the way.
Amalgamations formed by the melted and pieced-together remains of hundreds of human bodies moved slowly, with human faces floating on the surface of the flesh, twisted and hideous.
Its every step caused the ground to tremble, like a massive earthquake.
Every step made the hideous faces on its body emit piercing wails, shattering the glass on the streets.
But this was only a portion of them.
More numerous were the twisted monsters of various, indescribable shapes, forming a frantic, viscous, endless black torrent that roared as it swept toward the courtyard!
The air was rapidly compressed, and a foul wind rushed over. The frantic Spirit impact was like a tangible tide, constantly battering the will barriers of the people inside the courtyard.
This terrifying scene was completely challenging the limits of what humanity could accept.
"They're here."
Xuanwu let out a low roar. Seemingly having prepared long ago, he took a step forward.
His already sturdy body suddenly shook. His bronze skin instantly shone with a metallic luster, and countless complex and ancient dark-gold patterns surfaced and spread beneath the skin like living things.
His bones cracked like popping beans, and his muscles swelled up as if inflated. His figure rapidly grew taller and expanded before everyone's eyes!
One point eight meters... two point five meters... three meters... four meters! Five meters!
His shirt was torn apart by his massive body, turning into fragments, revealing his bronze skin and the lava-like patterns flowing beneath it.
Thick bone spurs jutted out from his shoulder and elbow joints, and his fists were covered with heavy, rocky carapaces.
His five fingers transformed into sharp giant claws covered in a keratin-like layer.
A massive, heavy, and solidified power of Vital Energy and Blood, like the earth itself, erupted, repelling the twisted aura within dozens of meters around him!
This was the true combat posture of Xuanwu, an SSS-rank powerhouse of the Slaughtering Path!
Facing the monstrous tide that was now close at hand and about to engulf the courtyard walls, Xuanwu used no fancy moves.
He half-squatted, his right fist clenched. Gilded light flowed over his body, gathering on his fist, making the lava flowing over his entire fist resemble a miniature blazing sun.
"Earth Vein—Quake the Mountain!"
With a furious shout, his gigantic, siege-hammer-like fist slammed violently into the ground beneath his feet!
"Rumble—!!!"
The ground cracked open. The courtyard floor was like a calm lake surface into which a huge stone had been thrown, kicking up monstrous waves of earth!
Centered on the impact point of Xuanwu's fist, violent earth and stone energy furiously spread outward and bulged in a ring shape!
Massive, incredibly thick, yellowish-brown city walls, towering over thirty meters high with surfaces rugged like natural rock cliffs, burst out of the ground like the spine of a giant beast.
With the courtyard as the core, the walls rose layer upon layer, staggered yet orderly!
In the blink of an eye, a circular defensive structure comparable to a small fortress was constructed!
And that wasn't all!
In the area extending a hundred meters outside the city walls, countless sharp earth spikes, shimmering with metallic cold light, suddenly shot up without warning, like bamboo shoots after rain!
They were dense as a forest and angled cunningly, instantly impaling, lifting, and tearing apart hundreds of monsters that first rushed into the area!
Viscous purplish-black blood and shattered organs splattered everywhere, and the thick scent of blood instantly permeated the air.
However, this terrifying damage was merely a drop in the bucket against a flood of tens of millions of monsters.
The subsequent monsters did not pause at all. They stepped over the mutilated remains of their comrades, ignoring the sharp earth spikes everywhere, and swarmed madly toward the towering earthen walls like an ant colony that knew no fear.
They began to pile up, their sharp claws scratching the rock, producing ear-splitting sounds and sparks.
The massive amalgamations and mountains of flesh directly rammed the city walls with their bodies, creating dull, thunderous crashes. Every impact caused the walls to tremble slightly and shed dust.
Under the continuous assault, fine cracks began to appear in the city walls.
It was at this moment that Luna, who had been standing still and watching the battle, moved.
He took a gentle step forward.
"Buzz—!"
A clear, majestic, purplish-gold light, as if cleansing all defilement from the world, spread out from him like gentle yet incredibly swift ripples on water.
SP: The rest is still under review, I don't know if it will pass.