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

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

The sound of the wind.

The wind howled, tearing at your eardrums.

That's the sound of free fall.

Gravity, like an invisible hand, pressed Jiang Han's head down, trying to squeeze his eyeballs out of their sockets.

The feeling of weightlessness also caused the acid in my stomach to rush straight to my throat.

"Warning! Left wing completely vaporized! Loss of power!"

"Warning! Estimated impact time: 8 seconds!"

The system's red pop-up window flashed wildly on my retina, as red as blood.

Jiang Han's fingers, gripping the dragon's horns tightly, had turned white, his nails were cracked, and blood seeped into the black dragon scales.

Under the body.

The Yinglong, which had been so arrogant just moments before and was ready to lead him through the heavens, was now wailing in despair.

Its left wing is missing.

He was instantly vaporized by that damned space-based laser.

All that remained were charred, broken bones, wisps of smoke rising from them.

Its massive body tumbled through the air like an out-of-control meteorite, crashing down into the Yucatan jungle below.

"Old buddy! Wake up!"

Jiang Han roared.

The wind rushed into his mouth, ripping his voice to shreds.

Yinglong's enormous golden eyes were half-open, filled with pain and... apology.

It is apologizing.

Because it failed to carry this human out.

"Shut the fuck up!"

Jiang Han slapped the dragon head.

"Wake up, you bastard! This is nothing!"

【Ding! 】

[Host detected to be in a state of rapid decline! Fatality rate: 99.99%!]

[System Recommendation 1: Purchase the "Individual Rapid Escape Pod". Price: 50000 Exploration Points.]

[Note: This device can automatically eject the host to a safe area, ensuring their safety.]

[System Recommendation Option Two: Purchase "High-Altitude Parachute (God-Tier)". Price: 500 Exploration Points.]

[Note: For single-person use only; manual opening is required.]

The system's voice was as cold as a cunning businessman's.

Jiang Han looked at the "single-soldier escape pod" option.

Once you click on it.

He will live.

But to act like a coward and watch the dragon that trusted him crumble into a pile of minced meat.

"roll!"

Jiang Han's eyelid ruptured, and blood blurred her vision.

"Who would want to run away on their own!"

"Get me that one! That one can save it!"

[Host, are you referring to the "collective anti-gravity buffer field"?]

[Price: 50000 Exploration Points (One-time Consumable).]

[Warning: This item is extremely expensive, and...]

"purchase!!!"

Jiang Han's roar drowned out the sound of the wind.

"Payment successful!"

Right in this very second.

The canopy of the jungle below has rapidly magnified in our field of vision.

Those towering trees now look like sharp toothpicks, waiting to be skewered into meat skewers.

"Buzz—"

A transparent ripple instantly exploded outwards from Jiang Han's center.

It was like a giant bubble, enveloping him and the hundred-meter-long Yinglong.

next second.

Hit.

"BOOM—!!!"

The earth trembled, as if a small earthquake had struck the Yucatan Peninsula. Countless tons of soil were hurled into the air.

Giant trees, hundreds of meters tall, were uprooted, broken, and pulverized like weeds. The shockwave swept outwards, leveling the vegetation within a radius of five hundred meters.

Smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The live stream screen shook violently before plunging into darkness.

"Holy crap! Jiang Shen!"

"It's over... If we fall from this height, even Iron Man will be shattered."

"Where's the dragon? How's that dragon?"

The screen was flooded with comments, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.

At the center of the ruins. A huge, deep pit.

The soil was still steaming, from the high temperature generated by friction.

"Cough...cough cough..." A hand emerged from the soft soil.

Jiang Han, his face covered in blood, crawled out of the dirt in a disheveled state. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

The "buffer field" purchased with 50,000 points offset 90% of the impact force.

But the remaining 10% still felt like a truck had crashed head-on into his chest.

"puff--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, but he had no time to worry about his injuries.

He stumbled and ran toward the huge dark figure beside him.

Yinglong lay at the bottom of the pit.

The once majestic black scales have now fallen off in large pieces, revealing the bloody and mangled flesh beneath.

Golden dragon blood was gushing out from the broken part of the left wing, staining the soil beneath it red.

It wasn't dead yet; its chest was still rising and falling slightly.

But those eyes, once full of divinity, were now dull and lifeless, and they were struggling to look at Jiang Han.

"Roar..." A barely audible whimper.

It's as if they're asking: Are you alright?

Jiang Han's eyes reddened. He walked over, placed his hand on the faucet, and felt the body heat gradually fading away.

"fine."

"I'm tough as nails, even the King of Hell wouldn't dare take me."

He took out all the "Qilin Exhaustion" and "Dragon Vein Essence" from the system space and stuffed them all into the dragon's mouth.

"Eat! Eat it all!" Yinglong obediently swallowed.

Just then.

"Shhh..."

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the surrounding jungle.

Neat. Heavy.

It sounded like tactical boots stepping on fallen leaves, along with the hum of machinery.

Jiang Han's ears twitched. He slowly straightened up and wiped the blood from his face.

Golden eyes shone through the smoke and dust, piercing through layers of obstruction to see the figures that were surrounding them.

Fully armed! Black combat suits.

He had that damn "Ouroboros" logo on his arm.

"Sizzle—"

A loudspeaker's voice rang out over the jungle.

Cold and arrogant.

"This is the Ouroboros Recovery Unit."

"The mythological specimen has been confirmed to have fallen; its vital signs are weak."

"Recycling Team Operation"

"As for the 'driver' riding on it..."

The voice paused for a moment, tinged with a hint of mockery.

"Kill them on the spot! No survivors."

Jiang Han laughed, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

He turned around, his back to the dying Yinglong.

"Clang—"

The black gold ancient sword was drawn. The blade flashed a cold, sharp light in the dim forest.

He plunged the tip of the knife into the soil in front of him, and rested his hands on the hilt.

It stood like a monument blocking the dragon's head.

"Want to touch it?"

Jiang Han raised his head, his eyes devoid of any warmth, filled only with boundless killing intent.

"Step over my dead body first."

"Bang!"

A bullet grazed his scalp.

They're snipers. No nonsense, no negotiations. That's war.

"kill!"

In the surrounding woods, countless gun barrels spewed fire.

Jiang Han moved. He didn't dodge, because behind him was the heavily injured Ying Long. He couldn't dodge.

"Roar!" A roar, not a dragon's cry, but a human howl.

The Qilin tattoo on Jiang Han's body instantly became scorching hot, and a red light emanated from his body.

Fourth-tier bloodline, fully activated! Like an enraged beast, he charged out into the hail of bullets.

The blade flashed like a waterfall. The first three mercenaries who charged forward were cut in half at the waist before they could even scream.

Blood splattered on Jiang Han's face.

It's hot!

It's fishy too!

The taste excited him.

"Come on, you scum!"

Jiang Han stomped on an enemy's helmet, smashing it to pieces, and gave the middle finger to the drone in the air.

"Today, this is your grave!"