Before stepping into the territory marked by the colossal beast, Tang Sui had been suppressing her aura.
Only when she was close did she mischievously release her full might.
To the异种巨兽 (variant giant beasts) of this world, it was equivalent to a dimensional reduction attack.
The scorpion-tailed flies began to stir restlessly, but due to the overwhelming pressure that seemed to be crushing the very space, the flying scorpion-tailed flies could only crawl on the ground or cling tightly to the twisted limbs of the giant beast, not daring to move.
Tang Sui glanced at the nervously vibrating wings of the scorpion-tailed flies, which resembled buzzing cicada wings, yet dared not move. She then looked at the increasingly clear phantom of the giant beast in the mist and smiled faintly, "Shall we talk?"
As soon as the words left her lips, the atmosphere became rigid.
After a few seconds of no response, Tang Sui let out a "Hmm?" and raised her hand, pure and dense black-red demonic energy gathering at her fingertips, "It seems we can't have a friendly conversation then?"
"Buzzzzz—!"
Countless scorpion-tailed flies, with their small, walnut-sized brains, sounded a warning, their wings vibrating furiously, seemingly conveying some message.
Tang Sui sighed lightly, her eyes indifferent, "No intelligence? So I heard wrong before, it wasn't you speaking. Then I apologize, I only converse with those who can understand words."
The ball of demonic energy, condensed with terrifying power, was about to be launched.
The next second, Tang Sui heard a sound from the mist, like the whistle of an old-fashioned train.
"Wooo—"
What do you want to talk about?
It sounded like a blend of countless male and female voices, mottled yet surprisingly unified.
The condensed ball of demonic energy immediately dissipated. Tang Sui watched the colossal beast, revealing its true form with its six long legs, and tilted her head up, showing no fear whatsoever.
…
Half an hour later, Tang Sui, fully satisfied, headed to the territories of other giant beasts, amicably provided by the Behemoth, to persuade them one by one.
Behemoth gave her the feeling of a kind mother, appearing ferocious and terrifying, but surprisingly tolerant.
However, not all giant beasts were as easy to talk to as Behemoth.
Take Radon, the owl-like raptor variant, for example, who relied on its habit of bathing in lava and whose passage melted everything with its fearsome high-temperature flames. It had a belligerent and irritable nature.
Seeing Tang Sui, who was not even as big as one of its claws, it stomped down without a word.
Talk? Talk my ass! Die for me!
These hundreds of kilometers were now its territory. Although much smaller than its previous domain, such a small area was still decent.
Then Radon was beaten up by Tang Sui and imprisoned in the Twin Domains, where it was made to attend the Academy of Deviant Ethics and experience the harshness of this world.
The domain was pitch black. Even though Radon's eyes could glow, it couldn't withstand the onslaught of countless malicious, ghost-like hands that mercilessly bullied it, tearing at its non-existent fur, scattering strange volcanic ash-like substances all over the place.
Radon, whose body was originally as hard and black as volcanic rock, emerged with missing chunks here and there, as if bitten by something. Hot lava flowed from its wounds.
Perfectly reformed by the Academy of Deviant Ethics, Radon emerged with a humble attitude, even willing to bow low and act subserviently, carrying Tang Sui to the next variant giant beast's territory.
But Tang Sui glanced at its still-flowing lava wound and refused. With a wave of her hand, she healed its injuries, demonstrating with practical actions what it meant to offer a sweet after a slap.
Just as their survival depended on the law of nature's survival of the fittest, the variant giant beasts also revered strength.
While Major General Modi and his group were on their way, Tang Sui had already traversed more than half the world.
By the time the human information finally synchronized and connected with the "old faces," the situation among the variants had already been settled.
The five council members who formed the assembly never expected to witness such a scene in their lifetime.
The variant creatures that had killed countless of their compatriots and destroyed the crystallized civilization created by humans now surrounded the research institute housing the "Gate" underground.
They were in various postures, and even a glance at them sent a dizzying shock to the brain, causing mental pollution.
The five council members, along with over a dozen chosen generals and more than twenty top scientists, were enveloped by Tang Sui's demonic energy barrier.
They all had pale faces.
Even though they tried their best to suppress their fear, their legs trembled uncontrollably, and their pupils contracted in terror.
Because these variants were too numerous.
The humans who had been stationed in W City had been evacuated and had not been attacked, safely relocating to other towns. Those left behind were all witnesses.
Tang Sui swept her gaze over one of the men carrying a live broadcast camera, then looked at Radon, who had finished inspecting the assembled variants and flown to her side, and asked, "Are they all here?"
Radon nodded intelligently.
Tang Sui grunted, and seven soul rings floated up from her feet, one by one. The majestic and powerful aura of strength enveloped the entire area, causing some of the unruly variants that Tang Sui had dealt with to instantly lower their heads submissively, showing signs of surrender.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body."
The blood-red halo shone brightly, and Tang Sui's aura became even more terrifying, suffocating both humans and variants, and no one dared to look up again.
Only the man carrying the camera on his shoulder trembled and pointed the lens at Tang Sui, his head wishing it could be buried in the ground.
Simultaneously, the survivors watching the live scene held their breath.
This was a sensory experience completely different from mental pollution.
It was a feeling of being a mere ant, easily crushed by the other party.
—Do not cross the line.
The fear was branded into the souls of those watching the live broadcast and the scene unfolding before them. The thought "Do not cross the line" simultaneously appeared in their minds, and they no longer dared to entertain any thoughts of secretly researching after Tang Sui and the variant giant beasts had left.
Countless emotions, of fear or respect, surged towards Tang Sui from all directions.
Having completed the act of deterrence, Tang Sui turned her gaze to the massive research institute, which was fortified like an impenetrable wall. Her sixth soul ring flashed, and Tang Sui raised her hand. Her slender, fair fingers drew streaks of black-red light in the air. Masks, turning from white to pitch black, trembled and then plummeted to the ground like shooting stars, smashing the research institute, which could withstand an earthquake of magnitude ten, into ruins!
"......"
Such a grand demolition scene silenced all sound. People could only watch as the research institute, which had been emptied by the residents ahead of time, gradually sank into the ground, which had suddenly turned into a swamp, finally transforming into a gaping, black abyss.
A continuous stream of white mist spewed from the abyss, like smoke rings exhaled after someone smokes.
This was the "Gate" of the Mist World that had been opened.
After being expanded by Tang Sui's demonic energy, it could directly absorb large groups of variant giant beasts without issue.
—Author's notes—
Yes, it's the Radon from Godzilla.
This round of wrapping up is done but not fully done [covering face]. Tomorrow, after concluding the final bits, I'll head back straight away~