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

"Bang! Creak—!"

With a chilling metallic twisting sound, the heavy hatch, weighing tens of tons and cast from a single piece of meteorite metal, was violently flipped over from the inside by an incomprehensible and terrifying force!

The massive hatch tumbled twice in mid-air before slamming heavily onto Baxia's super-alloy shell with a deafening roar.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the mercury-filled sea was shaken up into a cloud of poisonous mist.

[WARNING! SSS-class psychoactive contaminant has breached physical containment!]

[Deadly danger! Deadly danger!]

The piercing system alarm echoed wildly in Jiang Han's mind, and the red light on his retina flickered so brightly it seemed to bleed.

The high concentration of black death energy, like a volcano that had been suppressed for millions of years finally finding an outlet, gushed out from the open containment chamber like a geyser!

The deathly aura was so dense that it almost solidified into a black, viscous liquid, and wherever it passed, even the air itself emitted a hissing sound as it was corroded.

Right there in this thick black fog.

"Smack."

A hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the containment pod.

Billions of eyes around the world were glued to the screen, and the moment they saw that hand, countless people felt a violent spasm in their stomachs.

Those hands cannot be called human hands at all!

The back of his hand was covered with a layer of pale, dry, livid skin, like old tree bark; but his knuckles were crudely replaced by cold, black mechanical parts, and his fingertips were sharp surgical blades.

What's even more chilling is that, through the gaps in the flesh where the wrist was cut open, there were several translucent tentacles emitting a ghostly blue light, writhing in agony as if they were alive!

This Cthulhu-esque combination of flesh and mechanical parts pushes the visual impact of biological horror to the extreme!

Accompanied by a suffocating sense of oppression, a figure sat up abruptly from inside the cabin.

The supreme commander of the Qin expeditionary force, the first emperor of all time, Ying Zheng, finally revealed his true face.

His long, gray, and dry hair was disheveled, with glimpses of his former gold and jade hair ornament visible among the strands, but mostly broken optical fibers tangled together and occasionally flashing with electrical sparks.

He wore a tattered black star armor, its surface covered with terrifying cracks from being cut by high-dimensional weapons.

What's most chilling is his chest.

There is a huge hole there.

There was no heart, no flesh and blood inside, only a dark red energy vortex that was slowly rotating and exuding an aura of destruction!

His face was as thin as a skeleton, with high cheekbones and a deathly pallor that seemed to hide from the sun.

He slowly opened his eyes.

There is no white in the eye, and no pupil.

In his eyes, there were only two swirling crimson data streams and a frenzied killing intent that almost overflowed the screen!

This is the tyrant of the Qin Dynasty.

A pathetic experiment who, in order to fight against the false gods from beyond the heavens and for the so-called "mechanical ascension," forcibly transformed himself into a demigod and a monster.

Jiang Han stood less than five meters away from the containment pod, feeling as if his heart was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, and even his breathing stopped at that moment.

"This old man... the radiation level on his body is more outrageous than a nuclear bomb."

Ying Zheng sat up, but did not look at Jiang Han immediately.

His scarlet demonic eyes first fell on the mechanical dragon that Jiang Han was trampling underfoot and was trembling with fear.

"waste."

Ying Zheng parted his thin lips slightly and coldly uttered two words.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a certain high-dimensional power of words.

Just that one word caused the previously ferocious SSS-level battle pet to crackle with electricity, its massive head pressed tightly against its shell, emitting a terrified wail from its throat, not daring to even entertain the thought of resistance.

Then, Ying Zheng slowly turned his head.

Those emotionless, scarlet data eyes locked onto Jiang Han from above.

"You are that low-dimensional being from two thousand years in the future?"

His voice was like a divine decree, carrying an absolute arrogance that could not be profaned.

Before Jiang Han could speak, Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his killing intent poured down like a tangible force.

"Now that you've met me, Commander..."

"Why don't you kneel?!"

boom!!!

With this roar, a tangible mental storm erupted from Ying Zheng's body, like an invisible mountain crashing down on Jiang Han's shoulders!

"Click click click—"

Jiang Han's leg bones made a cracking sound as they were unable to bear the strain, and his knees bent downwards uncontrollably by half an inch.

Viewers across the internet were so overwhelmed by this terrifying aura that they could hardly breathe. The comments section completely stopped, and everyone felt a chill run down their spines under the imperial pressure that spanned two thousand years.

Professor Gu was kneeling on the floor in the operations room, tears streaming down his face.

however.

Just as Jiang Han's knee was about to touch the ground!

"Buzz—!"

An extremely violent and violent force rebounded from Jiang Han's body!

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Jiang Han's mouth, but the dark golden light in his eyes shone as brightly as the blazing sun.

The Qilin tattoo on his chest burst forth with brilliant flames, and his Vajra bones emitted an indomitable lament, forcefully shattering the tangible pressure!

Jiang Han's body straightened up again, like a javelin!

He raised his head, staring directly into those scarlet demonic eyes, and laughed in fury, his voice arrogant to the extreme:

"In this life, I will only kneel before Heaven, Earth, and my parents!"

"Who do you think you are, to make me kneel?!"

Seeing that Jiang Han was able to withstand his mental pressure, a look of extreme surprise flashed across Ying Zheng's expressionless skull face.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze shifted downwards and became fixed on the jade seal held in Jiang Han's left hand.

That imperial jade seal, stained with cinnabar and radiating the golden light of China's national destiny.

The crimson data stream in Ying Zheng's eyes flickered violently, revealing an incredulous shock.

"By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous..."

He stared intently at Jiang Han, his voice trembling for the first time:

"You... are the new Emperor?!"

Jiang Han raised the back of his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He coldly gazed at this pathetic tyrant trapped in the past, and once again delivered a devastating verdict:

"I've said it before, times have changed."

"The Great Xia Dynasty has no emperor. In this world, everyone is equal, and everyone is like a dragon!"

"Your Qin Dynasty has long since become just a page in the history books!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng fell silent.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

After a long while, he slightly raised his head and let out an extremely desolate sigh, as if it traversed the endless starry sky:

"yes……"

"My Great Qin Dynasty, in the end, failed to protect this starry sky...?"

This sigh was filled with the boundless sorrow of an expeditionary commander facing the fall of a civilization.

In the live stream, many viewers felt a strange sense of sadness.

However, this sorrow lasted for less than three seconds.

In the next instant, the sorrow on Ying Zheng's body was replaced by extreme cruelty and madness!

He abruptly raised his terrifying hand, half-bone and half-mechanical, pointing it directly at Jiang Han, his killing intent surging to its peak:

"Nonsense!"

"Since the country is now without a ruler and everyone is equal, how can you, a low-dimensional insect, influence the fate of the Nine Provinces?!"

"How dare you wield my imperial seal and suppress my guardian beast?!"

Ying Zheng's voice grew increasingly frenzied, and the energy vortex in his chest began to spin wildly:

"I understand..."

"You are not from the future! You... are a lackey of a false god from beyond the heavens! You are a thief who came to steal my star core!"

"die!!!"

This was accompanied by Ying Zheng's furious pronouncement.

"Boom!"

The mercury sea surrounding Jiang Han instantly boiled!

Thousands of tons of highly toxic mercury defied the laws of gravity, flowing upstream and instantly condensing into countless sharp, incomparable silver spears in mid-air, overwhelmingly locking onto Jiang Han!

Faced with this desperate situation that could instantly kill any creature.

Jiang Han did not back down.

Instead, he deftly twirled the "Tyrant" pistol between his fingers, then with a "click," steadily shoved it back into the holster on his outer thigh.

Facing the countless mercury spears suspended in the air, his golden eyes stared directly into Ying Zheng's crazed, demonic gaze, a chillingly arrogant smile curling at the corner of his lips:

"A lackey of a false god?"

"If I were a lackey, I would have blown your head off with that shot!"

Jiang Han dusted off his hands, his tone filled with the disdain of someone in a superior position:

"Since you're not thinking straight, how about I 'take your pulse'?"

"I'd like to see how long this inhuman mess you can hold on!!"