The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

On Mount Wu.

Su Chen's eyes, as calm as the clear sky, remained unmoved despite having killed hundreds of thousands of people.

"That's all, just a swarm of ants..."

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

The next second, with a thought, he used the perception of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon to sense and see everything on Fusang Island from a great distance.

Everything about Fusang Island was no longer a secret in his eyes.

He saw the town's streets, neat yet tense.

The houses on both sides of the street were brightly lit.

Inside the wooden houses.

One by one, Japanese women were busy with their work, heads bowed.

They were dressed in plain-colored kimonos, some kneeling, some bending over, their expressions focused and serious.

Some were sewing military uniforms with their hands flying, their fingertips already showing fine bloodstains as the needle and thread moved back and forth, but they didn't care at all.

Some were busy at the stove, pressing rice grains to make them into portable rice balls and dry food.

Others carefully placed the neatly folded clothes into their luggage.

The room was dimly lit.

Their faces, flickering in the light and shadow, all carried an almost pious, distant quality.

"For the imperial army..."

"For His Majesty the Emperor..."

A soft murmur echoed in the room.

Outside the door.

Men about to go to war, dressed in military uniforms and with weapons at their waists.

They stood ramrod straight, their faces filled with excitement and pride.

The wife straightened their collars, and the mother tightened their belts.

A woman had tears in her eyes, but she held them back and instead smiled.

"You must serve His Majesty the Emperor and not disgrace the family!"

"Return in glory...or die in glory!"

The men nodded excitedly.

This scene has been repeated time and again in different towns in Japan.

Su Chen's gaze continued to move.

He saw groups of children in the school, dressed in neat school uniforms, kneeling on tatami mats.

They were still young, some only seven or eight years old, but their expressions already carried a solemnity and fervor that did not belong to their age.

A teacher stood in front, speaking in a loud voice.

"For the Empire!"

"For His Majesty the Emperor!"

"You must become the bravest warriors!"

The children responded in unison.

"Hai!"

There was no fear in their eyes, only longing.

Some children even puffed out their chests and shouted, "To die for the Emperor is the greatest honor!"

"I will go to the battlefield someday too!"

The childish voice, carrying a burning conviction, was like fire.

Further away.

Su Chen saw a group of elderly people with white hair, trembling and standing in line.

They were dressed simply, some even using crutches, yet each of them had a serious expression.

They carefully placed the few coins they had into the donation box, one by one.

"For the sake of the empire's military expansion..."

"To buy airplanes, to buy cannons..."

They gritted their teeth, a near-fanatical pride on their faces, as if this was not a sacrifice, but some kind of glory.

Some elderly people even looked ashamed because they had donated too little, and kept bowing their heads to apologize.

Further afield.

Su Chen's gaze fell upon the newspaper offices.

The air was thick with the smell of ink, the machines roared, and newspapers were printed out at breakneck speed.

At their desks, reporters were writing furiously.

They looked excited, even thrilled.

"A great victory for the imperial army!"

"The Imperial Army is brave and invincible!"

"The enemy has been utterly routed!"

They exaggerated their victories, portraying each massacre as a glorious achievement.

A middle-aged man grinned broadly and said arrogantly,

"Such news will surely garner even greater public support for the war and make them proud of our empire!"

The printing press roared, and sheets of paper flew everywhere. One after another, the newspapers, filled with fervor, were sent to all corners of the country, like sparks igniting the emotions of many more people.

The entire island of Fusang seems to be bound by an invisible will, from the young to the old, from families to schools, and then to the streets and newspaper offices.

Everyone is working towards the same goal.

invasion.

War!

Looking at the scenes unfolding across the entire Fusang Island, Su Chen couldn't help but feel moved, impressed by their unity and hard work.

It really took a lot of effort from the boss to invade a place; such unity and hard work.

Unfortunately, sometimes, unity and hard work alone are not enough.

A look of sorrow and pity involuntarily appeared in Su Chen's emerald eyes.

Using his perception of the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations, he unleashed his power from a great distance.

Boom!

The next moment!

Outside Fusang Island, the once calm sea suddenly became turbulent.

An invisible force awakens from the depths of the sea, causing the water to surge violently, as if stirred by an invisible giant hand.

At first, there were only slight ripples, but then the sea surface suddenly bulged.

Giant waves surged up from the seabed, one after another, surging wildly!

The waves, which were originally only a few feet high, surged to tens or even hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye!

Like rows of upright walls of water!

The wind, too, awakens at this moment.

call!

The gale gathered from all directions, howling in like ghosts wailing, like the screams of thousands of dead souls. The air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

Waves and gales intertwined.

It created a catastrophe that blotted out the sky!

Looking into the distance, the entire sea area was no longer the sea, but a furious behemoth, opening its blood-red maw and devouring Fusang Island!

At the same time.

On Fusang Island, the earth began to tremble. At first, it was just a slight shaking, the tables swayed gently, and ripples appeared on the water.

Boom!

The ground suddenly shook!

The houses shook violently, the tiles rattled, and on the streets, the stone slabs cracked, and the cracks in the ground were torn open inch by inch like ferocious wounds.

"An earthquake?!"

The entire street instantly descended into chaos.

Pedestrians stumbled, children cried out, and women screamed.

Before they could react, an even more terrifying scene unfolded.

Someone subconsciously looked towards the distant sea, and the next moment they froze, their pupils contracted sharply, and the color drained from their face instantly.

“What…what is that…”

At this moment, countless Japanese people witnessed it.

A massive tsunami, powerful enough to engulf everything, is relentlessly engulfing and crushing the island!

Chapter 140 We saw God!

With these doubts in mind, various local officials began to investigate the situation.

Meanwhile, while they were investigating the matter...

As Su Chen withdrew his power, the dark clouds that had been spreading everywhere also dissipated.

Sunlight, bit by bit, peeked down from behind the thick clouds, as if hope had returned to the earth.

It seems as if the darkness and thunderstorms that seemed like the end of the world not long ago were just an absurd dream.

The air was still thick with the stench of blood and damp, cold moisture.

The ground was muddy and slick from the torrential rain, with puddles of blood and water left on it.

The streets littered with corpses and bloodstains served as a stark reminder that what had just happened was real.

A corner of the city.

Yue Feng and the others emerged from the dilapidated house, their faces still showing shock and disbelief.

At this moment, the streets were filled with fallen Japanese soldiers.

soon.

Some surviving private schools have been relocated.

Their clothes were tattered, and they looked exhausted, but a long-lost light appeared in their eyes.

Some people couldn't help but squat down and touch the cold body with their hands, as if to confirm something.

"He's really dead!"

After they confirmed it repeatedly, all the Japanese devils were indeed dead!

The body was already cold!

Soon, sounds gradually emerged from the crowd.

Whispers, suppressed sobs, and incredulous laughter mingled together.

"Ha ha ha ha……"