Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

Stab it!

The seemingly robust water-resistant barrier was as fragile as a layer of plastic wrap in front of the Black Gold Ancient Blade.

Jiang Han stepped inside.

The feel underfoot changed from slippery mud to dry bluestone slabs.

There was no musty smell in the air that one would expect from an ancient tomb.

Instead, it was filled with a strong formalin smell, mixed with the sweet and cloying stench of rotting corpses.

It makes one want to vomit.

"Ugh... What's that smell?"

"Jiang Shen, why does this place look like a hospital?"

"73X... Holy crap, it really is a 73X! What were those bastards doing here back then?"

The live stream chat instantly shifted from shock to anger.

Every Chinese person harbors a deep-seated hatred for these three numbers.

Jiang Han remained expressionless, carrying his knife, and walked inside step by step.

The houses on both sides of the street should have been in the style of the pre-Qin period.

But now they have been transformed into glass laboratories.

A rusty iron rack, a broken beaker, and yellowed documents scattered all over the floor.

He walked up to a huge glass jar.

The jar was broken, and the nutrient solution inside had spilled all over the floor.

A desiccated corpse lay curled up on the ground.

It was only half a meter tall and was a baby.

But its back is covered with a row of ferocious bone spurs, and a long, thin snake tail trails behind it.

"This is their dragon-making plan."

Jiang Han's voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Capture creatures with dragon bloodlines and extract their genes."

"Then... it was injected into the pregnant woman's body."

"An attempt to create a controllable humanoid weapon."

He crouched down and picked up an experimental record from the ground.

[Subject 402: Severe rejection reaction, 30% dragon scale coverage, failure. Destruction recommended.]

"Failed products must be destroyed."

"In their eyes, this is not even human, not even as good as an animal."

Jiang Han stood up and stomped on the base of the glass jar, shattering it.

Click!

The crisp sound of shattering echoed through the deathly silent ancient city.

"Since you like doing experiments..."

"Then today, I'll use you as an experiment."

"Let's see if the Japanese devils can die again after they become ghosts."

He continued to delve deeper.

The further you go in, the more terrifying the scene becomes.

Everywhere there were huge culture tanks filled with all sorts of bizarre corpses.

Some have human heads and snake bodies, some have tortoise shells, and some are covered in scales.

This place is simply a living hell.

at last.

He arrived at the main hall in the center of the ancient city.

This place has been transformed into the main control room.

Countless thick cables converged at the center of the main hall like blood vessels.

There stands a huge cylindrical culture tank, ten meters high.

It was filled with green nutrient solution, which was still bubbling away.

At the bottom of the culture tank.

It is inlaid with a piece of dark gold metal.

It is shaped like a section of a shinbone.

The Twelve Golden Men - Fragment of the Right Leg!

It is continuously releasing golden energy, maintaining the operation of the entire base.

It also nourishes...

That thing in the culture tank.

Jiang Han activated his Golden Eyes, his gaze piercing through the murky nutrient solution.

I can see what's inside now.

That's a Frankenstein's monster.

A true Frankenstein's monster.

A human torso was forcibly attached to a thick dragon's tail.

Half of the shell of the turtle carrying the monument was sewn onto its back.

His arms were transformed into sharp bone blades.

With its eyes closed and its body covered in tubes, it was greedily absorbing the energy from the fragments of the golden statue.

And on its chest.

It prominently displays that cherry blossom logo.

"Using our national destiny's most precious asset to support such a disgusting monster?"

Jiang Han laughed in extreme anger.

Laughter echoed through the empty hall, sending chills down one's spine.

"You guys really know how to have fun."

"Using our ancestors' inventions as batteries?"

He slowly raised the black gold ancient sword.

On the blade, the true blood of the Qilin began to burn, and golden-red flames rose up.

"Since it's a battery..."

"Then I'll cut off your power."

Swish!

A flash of light.

Dozens of energy transmission pipes connected to the bottom of the culture tank were instantly and neatly severed!

Zizizi!

The broken pipe spewed out a large amount of green liquid and electric sparks.

The piercing alarm instantly resounded throughout the entire base.

The red warning lights flashed wildly, illuminating the main hall as if it were a sea of ​​blood.

[WARNING! Power cut-off!]

[The experimental subject's awakening procedure has been forcibly activated!]

[Warning! Encounter with a "Pseudo-Dragon God" experimental subject! Combat strength assessment: Half-step S-rank!]

Glug glug!

The liquid in the culture tank began to boil violently.

The stitched-together monster suddenly opened its eyes.

Those are not the eyes of a living being.

Those were two electronic prosthetic eyes emitting a red glow!

"roar--!"

It let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

The massive glass wall shattered instantly!

Countless shards of glass, mixed with nutrient solution, flew in all directions like shrapnel.

Jiang Han held his sword horizontally in front of him.

Ding ding ding!

The fragments struck the blade, sending sparks flying.

Before he could even put down the knife...

A dark figure had already teleported in front of him.

The speed is ridiculously fast!

Bang!

A sharp claw covered in scales gripped Jiang Han's neck tightly.

The immense impact sent him flying backward, crashing heavily into the hard bronze wall.

The wall instantly caved in, creating a large crater.

Jiang Han felt as if her throat was being clamped by iron clamps, making it difficult to breathe.

The face that was half human and half beast came closer.

A strong chemical smell emanated from his mouth.

It opened its mouth, and its jawbone made a mechanical grinding sound.

It actually spoke human language.

It was broken Japanese, mixed with Chinese.

"Give...me...back...the...pieces......"

"That is... the Empire's... hope..."

Jiang Han was pinned against the wall, her feet off the ground.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But he laughed.

His laughter was incredibly ferocious.

"The hope of the empire?"

He suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed the monster's wrist that was choking him.

The Qilin Fire erupted from the palm of his hand!

"I'll turn it into despair today!"