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

Boom! More than a dozen water jets shot into the sky.

It's not ordinary seawater.

It was black, heavy water, each drop as heavy as lead.

They became entangled with those steel warships.

crunch--

The sound of metal twisting echoed across the sea.

A destroyer weighing tens of thousands of tons is as fragile as a plastic toy in front of these water dragons.

The bow of the ship was forcibly lifted off the water.

The propeller spun aimlessly in the air, emitting a harsh hum.

The agents on deck lost their footing and fell into the sea like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

"Fire!"

On the flagship, the old man in black—Number 0—roared hoarsely.

Da da da—!

Close-in weapon system (CIWS) covered half the sky.

With a firing rate of tens of thousands of rounds per minute, it can tear any living thing to shreds.

Jiang Han did not dodge.

He merely raised his eyelids and glanced indifferently at the rain of bullets falling from the sky.

"It's so noisy."

Snapped.

He snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the seawater beneath my feet defied gravity and stood up like a wall.

A deep blue ice wall.

It is more than ten meters thick.

Ding ding ding—

The metal storm slammed against the ice wall.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Apart from a few ice shards breaking off, not even a crater was left.

This is the power of the Pig (亥) Metal element person.

This is the supernatural power of the Black Water Dragon King.

In the water, Lao Tzu is a god.

Jiang Han stood on the crest of a wave, the phantom of a Qilin behind him appearing and disappearing, merging with the dozen or so water dragons.

He looked at the old man on the flagship, his eyes colder than ice.

"Is this your trump card?"

"What about the nuclear bomb?"

"Throw it!"

He's gambling.

I'm betting these people won't dare detonate a nuclear bomb on their own doorstep.

They were betting that the other person was more afraid of death than they were.

The old man's face twitched.

He looked around at the fleet, which was now in complete chaos.

The two frigates were entangled in water hoses and their fire control radars were emitting black smoke.

If the fighting continues, it will become a massacre.

One man slaughters an entire fleet.

"stop!"

The elderly man, number 0, raised his hand, signaling a ceasefire.

But the coldness in his eyes hadn't lessened at all.

"Jiang Han, you really are a monster."

"But do you really think I can't do anything about you?"

hum-

A deep, rumbling sound came from the sky.

The clouds were torn apart.

A black bomber, like a death bird, hovered above Jiang Han's head.

The bomb bay door slowly opened.

A missile painted with black and yellow warning paint peeked out.

Tactical nuclear weapons.

Although the yield was not large, it was enough to turn this sea area into a dead zone.

Even the true form of a Qilin would be reduced to ashes at the epicenter of a nuclear explosion.

Jiang Han's eyes narrowed.

He smelled death.

That was the trembling of a biological instinct.

But he didn't move.

They didn't even adopt a defensive stance.

He simply stared into Old Man Number 0's eyes.

He's watching.

Let's see if this old man is just bluffing.

I'll count to three.

The voice of the old man, No. 0, came through the loudspeaker, devoid of any emotion.

"one."

The bombers began to descend.

The beeping sound of the missile locking on was sharp and piercing.

"two."

Jiang Han remained motionless.

But the water dragon behind him quietly dispersed.

It transformed into countless tiny streams of water, which seeped into the flagship's interior through the gaps in the hull.

"three."

Old man number 0 waved his hand.

"bomb."

Click.

The bomb bay hooks are released.

The missile, a symbol of destruction, fell vertically.

Jin was so frightened that his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

It’s over.

This time it's really over.

Jiang Han looked up at the black dot that was getting bigger and bigger.

He is waiting.

Wait until the last 0.1 seconds.

Just when the missile was less than fifty meters from the sea surface.

A sudden change occurred.

The missile did not explode.

It didn't fall into the water.

It stopped.

It just hovered in mid-air in such an eerie way.

It wasn't caught by Jiang Han.

It was being held up by an invisible force.

Followed by.

The missile began to retreat.

Like a movie playing in reverse, it took off again and returned to the bomb bay.

Click.

The hatch closed.

The bomber climbed up, disappeared into the clouds, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

The sea was quiet.

Everyone is stupid.

Only Old Man Number 0 slowly lowered his hand, his expression changing from cold to...appreciation?

"Test passed."

He nodded to Jiang Han.

"You have not been possessed by an ancient god."

"If it were an ancient god, it would have tried to detonate a nuclear bomb or escape just now in order to protect itself."

"But you didn't."

"You won the bet."

Jiang Han looked at him and suddenly smiled.

His laughter was chilling.

"test?"

"Trying to test me with a nuclear bomb?"

Swish!

A blur flashed by.

Jiang Han disappeared from the spot.

next second.

He has already appeared on the flagship's deck.

Right in front of Old Man Number 0.

The surrounding agents were terrified and immediately raised their guns.

"Don't move!"

"Back off!"

late.

The cold blade was already pressed against Old Man Zero's neck.

That's the Black Gold Ancient Sword.

The blade still bore traces of the ancient god's blood, emitting a nauseating stench.

Jiang Han tilted his head, looking at the old man who controlled the country's top secrets.

"I don't like having a gun pointed at me."

"I dislike being tested even more."

"you say……"

Jiang Han tightened his wrist slightly.

The blade cut the old man's skin, drawing out a thin line of blood.

"If I cut your head off now, does that count as passing the test?"

The air around us seemed to freeze.

The agents' fingers were on the triggers, but none of them dared to fire.

Because Jiang Han was too fast.

They were so fast they didn't even have time to aim.

Old man number 0, however, remained completely calm.

He didn't even blink.

"You can give it a try."

"But once I'm dead, you'll never know what that thing on your back really is."

Jiang Han stopped moving.

Zero, the fleshy callus on its back, seemed to sense something and moved slightly.

"besides."

Old man number 0 pointed to his head.

"Given your current physical condition, you won't last more than three days."

"Water and fire are incompatible."

"The Pig (亥) is associated with water, while the Qilin (麒麟) represents fire."

"Your internal organs must be fighting each other right now, right?"

"puff!"

The voice just fell.

Jiang Han's face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The blood fell onto the deck, making a sizzling, corrosive sound.

Half of it was frozen, and the other half was smoking.

He was absolutely right.

I didn't feel anything when I forcibly devoured the golden man.

Now that the adrenaline has subsided, the excruciating pain of my body being torn apart is worse than being slowly sliced ​​to death.

The left side of my body was as cold as ice, while the right side was as hot as a furnace.

The two forces clashed violently within his body, turning his meridians into a battlefield.

Jiang Han swayed and almost fell.

But the knife in his hand remained firmly pressed against the old man's neck.

"So what?"

Jiang Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still fierce.

"Taking one down with you is enough."

Old man number 0 sighed.

He waved his hand, signaling the surrounding agents to lower their guns.

"Don't hold on any longer."

"I'm here to save you."

"They've also come to save the world."

He glanced at the gradually calming sea in the distance, then at the callus on Jiang Han's back.

"Let's get on the ship."

"There are some things that only a madman like you has the right to know."

……

Half an hour later.

Inside the flagship, in a completely enclosed secret room.

Jin Ye was wrapped in a blanket, huddled in a corner, shivering, holding a cup of hot tea in his hands, still shaking uncontrollably.

The scene he just witnessed used up all the shocks he could possibly experience in his life.

Jiang Han sat on the sofa.

His face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

But he sat very upright.

The black gold ancient sword was stuck in the coffee table in front of him, deeply embedded in the wood.

The elderly man, number 0, was sitting opposite.

He opened a black briefcase.

There were no weapons inside.

There is only one holographic projector.

hum.

Blue light illuminates.

A map of China appeared in the air.

On the map, there are twelve red dots that are flashing wildly.

Jiang Han was familiar with the location of each red dot.

Changbai Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain.

Qinling.

Poyang Lake.

……

"What is this?"

Jiang Han frowned.

"This is what you've been looking for."

The old man, number 0, pointed to the red dots.

"The Twelve Golden Men"

"History books say that it was cast from weapons collected from all over the country by Qin Shi Huang in order to prevent rebellion."

"That's a lie."

The old man's voice was deep and resonant, carrying the weight of years.

"If it was only to prevent rebellion, why cast twelve? Why scatter them and bury them in these godforsaken, desolate places?"

"Because they are not statues."

"They are nails."

"nail?"

Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat.

"That's right."

The old man pointed to the location of the South China Sea on the map.

The red dot there has gone out.

"You've seen that thing beneath the Ruins of Return."

That's just one of them.

"Two thousand years ago, this land was teeming with those monsters."

"That is what the ancients called... demons and gods."

"The First Emperor mobilized the entire nation to cast twelve golden statues, each imbued with the nation's destiny, and placed them in twelve extremely inauspicious locations."

"Beneath every golden statue, an S-class monster is nailed."

Jiang Han felt a chill run down his spine.

In the past, he would have thought this was nonsense.

But after experiencing the Ruins of Guixu, he knew that what the old man said might be true.

"Then what I just did..."

"You removed the Pig."

The old man looked at Jiang Han with a complicated expression.

"You killed the Ancient God of Guixu, but you also destroyed that seal."

"Now, the balance has been broken."

Drop drop-

The red dots on the map are flashing faster and faster.

It also emitted a piercing alarm sound.

"They sensed it."

"It feels like there's one less jailer."

"The remaining eleven demons are frantically pounding on the prison doors."

"It won't be long before they all wake up."

"At that time..."

The old man didn't continue.

But on the screen behind him, a simulated scene was displayed.

That was the real end of the world.

The earth cracked open, lava spewed forth, and countless indescribable monsters crawled out from the ground, turning the city into ruins.

Jiang Han fell silent.

He looked at his still trembling left hand.

There, the power of the Pig-elemental metal people is still stirring.

"so what?"

Jiang Han raised his head, his eyes cold.

"You want me to be your savior?"

"Should we hammer those nails back in, one by one?"

"Stop joking."

"I'm a man who's about to die."

"I just want to live a few more days."

"You should ask Superman to be the savior."

After saying that, Jiang Han drew his sword, turned around and left.

He has no interest in being a hero.

Especially heroes who could die at any moment.

"You can't leave."

The old man's voice sounded behind him.

"Look at your hands."

Jiang Han lowered his head.

His left hand was freezing rapidly.

But flames appeared on his right hand.

That's Qilin Fire.

Two forces converged at his heart, like a reactor about to explode.

"puff!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

This time, even the blood contained ice shards.

"Water and fire are incompatible."

"Your body is a battlefield."

"Without external intervention, you will explode into a firework within 72 hours at most."

Jiang Han leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

But he had to admit that the old man was right.

He feels like a balloon that's filled with air and could burst at any moment.

"The only way."

The old man came over and handed him a photo.

The photo is blurry.

It looks like it was taken by a satellite.

It was a basin shrouded in thick fog.

A bronze tree that seems to pierce the sky can be vaguely seen.

"The five elements complement each other."

"Water produces wood, and wood produces fire."

"You need someone to mediate."

"Go find the Wood-type Golden Man."

"Eat it."

"Only the power of the wood element can neutralize the conflict between water and fire within you, allowing you to survive."

Jiang Han took the photo.

My hands are shaking a little.

It's not because I'm afraid.

It was because the bronze tree in the photo gave him an extremely ominous feeling.

It's even more sinister than Guixu.

"Where is this?"

Jiang Han asked.

The old man, number 0, uttered three words.

Sanxingdui.

Jiang Han's eyes narrowed instantly.

Sanxingdui.

That place where countless bizarre masks and bronze sacred trees were unearthed, and which is hailed as an "alien civilization"?

Is that area... also a restricted zone?

"This is the business we're here to discuss."

The old man reached out his hand.

"We provide intelligence and equipment."

"You're in charge of going in and getting the golden statue."

"It can save your life and also help us strengthen the seal."

"Win-win".

Jiang Han looked at that aged hand.

He then looked at his smoking right hand.

He had no choice.

"make a deal."

Jiang Han did not shake hands.

He simply took the tray of documents from the table.

"But I have one condition."

"explain."

"That golden man..."

Jiang Han licked the blood from his lips and revealed his signature, madman-like smile.

"I want to eat too."

"If you won't give us food, then let the world end."

"Anyway, I'm not losing out."

The old man was stunned for a moment.

Then, he smiled too.

"make a deal."

"If you can swallow it alive."

……

Ten minutes later.

on the deck.

The engines of a military transport plane have been preheated.

The propeller whipped up a fierce wind, making Jiang Han's clothes flutter loudly.

"Fatty Jin".

Jiang Han turned around and looked at Jin Ye, who was following behind like a punching bag.

"Let's go back."

"This time we're risking our lives."

"I don't have time to take care of you."

Jin shrank his neck.

He glanced at the plane, then at the expressionless agents around him.

he knows.

If I leave now, I'll really have no choice but to go back to selling fake antiques.

and……

He touched the parchment scroll in his pocket.

That was passed down from his ancestors.

The pattern on it overlaps in part with the photo of Sanxingdui that Jiang Han had just been holding.

This is by no means a coincidence.

"Master!"

Suddenly, Jin Ye gritted his teeth and knelt down with a thud.

He clung to Jiang Han's leg and wouldn't let go.

"I'm not leaving!"

"I can't go back!"

"That old man just said I know too much. If I leave your sight, I'll be silenced the moment I step outside!"

"Just think of it as bringing a dog! I'll carry your backpack and scout the way for you!"

"I'm very useful!"

Jiang Han rolled her eyes helplessly.

This fat guy is genuinely afraid of death, and he's also genuinely greedy.

"Alright."

"Don't blame me if you die."

Jiang Han picked up Jin Ye and threw him directly into the cabin.

"take off!"

boom--

The transport plane soared into the sky.

Direct flight to the southwest.

Target: Shu (Sichuan).

Sanxingdui.

And on the sea behind them.

As the departing plane watched, the smile on Old Man No. 0's face slowly faded.

He took out a communicator.

"Notify the observers."

"The bait has been set off."

"Prepare to launch... Project Mend the Sky."