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Chapter 632 The Offspring of Chernobog
Yenisei River,

This river flows from south to north, traversing the entire central Siberian region, and eventually empties into the Arctic Ocean.

It is the largest river in the Americas in terms of water volume. In a horizontal comparison, its course is slightly shorter than that of the Mississippi River in America, but its water volume is greater.

Today, in the 'Zhgansky District' in the middle of this river, a great battle is underway. On one side is an army covered in thick powered armor, looking as if they have traveled from some era of cold weapons; on the other side are the 'Silver Mane Iron Guards', covered in high-tech powered armor, each member a superhuman.

On the other side are various animals: Ussuri brown bears the size of tanks, packs of Siberian wolves, Siberian tigers with both speed and strength, and wild boars covered in thick rock armor. All of them are mutated superhuman creatures!

This is why the war between the Great Mao and the Second Mao has dragged on until now: all of the Great Mao's superhumans have gathered in this area.

To fend off these enemies who have gathered due to hunger and other reasons.

"Hurrah~~~"

"For Bellberg!!"

"Come and kiss my blade, you bastard—"

Shouting slogans of various meanings, the Silvermane Iron Guards formed ranks and charged into the midst of these extraordinary creatures. The cold weapons in their hands swung with the force to cut through frozen soil and cleave through forests; their power was no less than that of firearms, and even surpassed them in terms of point-killing ability.

Most firearms rely on shrapnel and impact to kill light infantry.

Once you encounter these tough, superhuman creatures, unless you are hit directly by a heavy artillery shell, the aftershocks alone will not be enough to kill them.

The supernatural beings were not to be outdone, and they all displayed various abilities: they had acquired considerable intelligence, but they had not yet evolved to think about philosophical questions such as 'Who am I, where did I come from, and what am I going to do', and they used their abilities instinctively, just like claws and fangs.

Unlike ordinary wild animals, they can understand things like guns, swords, and spears, and know how to move in a serpentine pattern and dodge weapons.
"If these bastards keep fighting, will they evolve 'martial arts'?"

With a feint, he fooled the Siberian wolf in front of him, then slashed it to the ground. A Silvermane Iron Guard gritted his teeth and muttered a complaint before shouting:
"Ula!!"

With his other hand, he slammed the shield down hard on the wolf's head, which had been blinded by his feint.

Having wisdom means being able to deceive, and also...
ambush!

"Roar------!"

As the casualties on the side of the extraordinary creatures continued to rise, a furious roar rang out, and the snowfield that was just inches away was blown away!

White ice and snow, black frozen soil, mixed together and rolled up giant waves tens of meters high, surging forward in a fan shape; the enormous kinetic energy accelerated the frozen soil to a level comparable to bullets, burying the entire squad of 'Silver Mane Iron Guards'.

Amidst the black and white dust, a giant bear standing three meters tall suddenly charged out.

His entire body was covered in long, yellowish-brown hair, which didn't have any 'flowing' feel at all, but rather looked like sharp thorns!

The giant hand was as big as a millstone, and fangs grew out of its ferocious maw; its blood-red pupils radiated a human-like brutal killing intent.

Thump thump thump thump!
As the giant bear charged, the surrounding ground immediately came to life.

The black permafrost rolled and surged from beneath the snow, spreading towards the charging bear: with each stomp of its paws, large amounts of soil climbed up its limbs; this soil quickly solidified, compressed, and transformed into a high-density rock-like state on its body.

Earth Release: Super Heavy Rock Technique
As the soil continued to cover the giant bear, its size continued to expand.

In just a few dozen meters, this giant bear swelled to five meters tall and more than ten meters long. To put this in perspective, a typical tank is only 2 to 3 meters tall. Compared to this giant bear, it is simply a harmless little rabbit.

"Get out of the way!"

"It's the Earth Demon—ah!!"

As the enormous 'Earth Demon Bear' charged forward, its terrifying force sent a squad of 'Silver Mane Iron Guards' flying like bowling balls.

Judging from the way their power armor was shattered and deformed, and their limbs were twisted, they would be seriously injured even if they didn't die.

"Damn it, it's a Tiger-level Earth Demon Bear!"

The silver-maned adjutant leading the team gritted his teeth. These superhumans, wearing power armor, had no problem dealing with wolf-level superhuman creatures; but against tiger-level creatures, their technological creations were a bit out of their depth.

clang clang clang!!

"Come at me, you beast—"

The massive sword in his hand slammed heavily against the shield, which was infused with extraordinary alloy; the Wolf-level lieutenant strode toward the rampaging giant bear, provoking it as he approached.

Attracted by the piercing metallic clang, the giant bear turned and charged at him, causing the adjutant's pupils to contract.

coming!

Raise the shield at an angle, then:

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, the silver-maned lieutenant, wielding a giant shield, was blasted away along with a large chunk of frozen earth.

This 'Earth Demon Bear' isn't stupid. Instead of attacking this iron lump, it's better to attack the ground directly: slapping people and the ground together and sending them flying—simple and efficient.

It must be said that once superhuman beings can think, humanity's advantages, if not completely gone, will be greatly weakened: the days of leisurely aiming with a gun as before are over.

Almost every creature in Siberia knows how to dodge bullets by crawling like a snake!

Absolutely amazing!
Oops,

The adjutant, who was thrown backwards by a large amount of frozen soil, forced down the blood that surged up in his throat, and felt a chill in his heart.

Without his support, his Iron Guards would have suffered heavy casualties.

With a snap, a large hand caught the adjutant from behind, dissipating the impact and setting him down.

"General Zangief?"

Upon turning around and recognizing the person, the adjutant instinctively wanted to salute.

"Go stabilize the front lines; leave this to me."

The man was three meters tall, with muscles like cast iron, and wore only a pair of red shorts and red boots in the freezing cold.

His exaggerated muscles seem to embody the word 'strength' at any time and in any place. The long hair on his chest extends all the way to his navel. With his full beard and mohawk hairstyle, just seeing him evokes concepts like strength, muscles, and superhuman masculinity!
Zangief
One of the strong individuals who emerged from the 'King of Fighters world', a typical hairy human: Although it's unclear why hairy humans would evolve in a 'demiplane' that's separated from the main world for thousands of years—since even Americans exist, there's no need to worry too much about it.

"Come here, big hamster."

The fighter, whose muscles were exaggeratedly large and covered in scars, waved to the 'Earth Demon Bear'.

"Let me see how strong you are?"

"Roar~~"

However, the five-meter-tall 'Earth Demon Bear' took a step back.
As mentioned before, after his intelligence was enhanced, he would not only blend in with ordinary supernatural beings and lurk nearby to launch a sudden attack, but he would also assess the situation. This human was clearly different from the others, exuding an aura that made the demonic bear fear.

Just as the demonic bear retreated, a booming, domineering sound echoed in the sky.

"Roar------"

As the sound rolled in, even the extraordinary Silvermane Iron Guards felt a pang of fear and shortness of breath, as if they had been suppressed out of thin air.

This is why there are no ordinary soldiers on this battlefield, because ordinary people simply cannot stand firm.

A black dot emerged from the clouds and rapidly magnified.

This is a huge Western dragon, its black scales gleaming with an indestructible light; its slender body is no less than a hundred meters long, and behind it are a pair of huge bat wings spread out, like a calamity that destroys a country in the wind and snow!

The crocodile's head, both ferocious and majestic, has two curved dragon horns pointing towards the sky, and a pair of giant eyes exuding an aura that looks down upon all living things.

As the dragon appeared, the wind and snow suddenly became even more violent. With each flap of its wings, gusts of fierce wind were whipped up, crashing heavily onto the ground from above, causing the ground to tremble noticeably. The straight pine trees bent over, almost breaking on the spot.

The swirling snowflakes mingled and eventually transformed into raging cold currents that swirled around the black dragon, ready to bury life at any moment!

"They are Chernobog's offspring!"

"The Weeping Dragon"

"Don't let his 'dragon might' crush you, Slavic warriors—for Beloberg!!"

As the lieutenants shouted slogans, the Silvermane Iron Guards present slammed their weapons on the ground and struck their shields, producing a series of clanging sounds, along with their unified shouts:
"For Belloberg!"

"For Belloberg!"

"For Belloberg!"

The Great Mao also has its own myths and legends.

It's not about those berserkers from Northern Europe, but about the struggle between light and darkness, white and black, humanity and nature, spring and snow!
Indeed, the main theme of Slavic mythology is 'confrontation'. This is easy to understand; to survive in this land, one must contend with the extreme cold, with wild beasts, and with the darkness.
And 'Belloberg' is the honorific name of 'White God'.

As for 'Chernobylberg,' it is the corresponding name 'Black God':
The jet-black dragon in the sky that controls the wind and snow is none other than the offspring of 'Chernoborg'!

It is also the culprit behind the Great Mao's 'Winter Disaster': If they are just ordinary supernatural beings, humans will always have a way to deal with them, but if there is a 'commander' among these supernatural beings, and it is a 'king' of the ghost level, then the situation will be different.

Previously, Russia had relied on dropping nuclear weapons at any cost to temporarily repel its opponents, but this time:
“Chernoberg’s descendants,”

A loud voice rang out, and as the Silvermane Iron Guards turned their heads, a huge white Ussuri bear slowly approached from behind.

Of course, the many guards' attention wasn't directed at the polar bear, but at the man riding on its back, wearing only trousers and shirtless.

This man had prominent cheekbones and a tight jawline; his lips were thin and tightly pressed together, and his eyes were sharp as a hawk's. With the support of a large amount of extraordinary resources, his muscles were well-developed and full. He stood shirtless in the wind and snow without fear. Only his obviously receding hairline proved that he was no longer in his prime.

The Great Emperor of Great Mao!
Riding slowly atop the back of a giant polar bear, the Emperor raised his head and gazed directly at the black dragon in the sky as the Iron Guards made way for him.

"You've already occupied most of Siberia, aren't you satisfied?"

"We Slavs are never afraid of wind and snow, never afraid of battle, and never afraid of the 'Black God.' If you want to fight—"

brush,

He pointed the double-headed eagle flag in his hand to the sky:
Then fight!
"Horrulu~~"

The black dragon in the sky grinned, revealing a mouthful of fangs like naginata blades, and let out a low laugh.

This wasn't the first time the two sides had dealt with each other. Didn't he know what methods these humans had?
"Is that so?"

"Gentlemen, after we defeat the enemies in the sky, you can eat whatever you want."

This sentence is in a special language from the 'King of Fighters universe', and the target of the conversation is naturally:
"You mere lizard, I'll blast you down today!"

"What am I going to eat? I'm definitely going to eat a lizard today, because I've fucking decided on my culinary goal!"

Such a distinctive "strongman's tone" naturally belongs to the two brothers, Wind God and Thunder God, who are not very bright but have considerable strength in the King of Fighters world!

(End of this chapter)