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

The wind howled.

That towering black storm was not a natural meteorological disaster at all.

That's space collapsing, that's dimensions tearing apart!

At the eye of the storm, countless distorted, pale faces could be faintly seen wailing in agony, as if the entire hell had been overturned upon this sea of ​​sand!

"What...what is that?!"

Jin Biao, who had just woken up, was terrified when he saw the devastating scene in the distance. His legs went weak and he knelt down on the sand.

Ji Boda was also horrified, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

They are the aces of Bureau 749, having carried out countless top-secret missions that put them at risk of death.

But the supernatural power that directly tears through three-dimensional space has completely exceeded the limits of human cognition!

"Clatter".

Jiang Han casually tossed three tubes of liquid emitting a ghostly blue light onto the sand in front of them.

Low-grade repair solution.

"Drink it, but don't die too quickly and dirty my eyes."

Jiang Han had his hands in the pockets of his tactical pants, not even turning his head, his tone as indifferent as if he were giving alms to a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

Bai Ningbing struggled to get up.

Her long, straight, beautiful legs were still going weak uncontrollably.

She reached out her trembling hand to pick up the repair fluid from the ground.

Just as her fingertips touched the vial, she accidentally brushed against the back of Jiang Han's hand, which was hanging by her side.

"what……"

Bai Ningbing let out a soft moan that she couldn't control.

In that instant, the extremely domineering high temperature of the Pure Yang Qilin Blood surged through her fingertips like an electric current straight up her spine!

It's too hot!

That's way too... domineering!

The feeling was as if an invisible giant hand had roughly squeezed her heart, draining all her strength from her body in an instant.

Her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the scorching sand once more.

Her two long, slender legs were unnaturally pressed tightly together, and her chest heaved violently.

She raised her head and stared intently at Jiang Han's cold profile with a look that was a mixture of extreme fear and strange longing.

"What kind of monster is this man? Why... does my body turn into this just from touching him...?"

Bai Ningbing bit her lower lip hard, trying to use the pain to cover up the unspeakable reaction of her body.

Just then.

After recovering, Ji Boda forced himself to stand up.

He took a deep breath, pulled out a black ID card with the national emblem from his pocket, and tried to regain his dignity as an official.

"Brother, thank you for saving me."

Ji Boda suppressed his fear and adopted an official tone.

"We're from Bureau 749's Top Secret Division. This area is about to be engulfed by a supernatural storm; the situation is extremely dangerous!"

"Now, in the name of national security, I demand that you immediately obey my orders and assist us in our evacuation..."

"Noisy."

Two words.

There was no unnecessary chatter.

Jiang Han didn't even glance at him.

boom!

A terrifying pressure, like that of an ancient tyrant descending, crashed down from Jiang Han's center!

"puff--!"

Ji Boda felt as if he had been struck by a ten-thousand-ton hammer!

He didn't even have time to react before his knees slammed heavily into the ground, creating two deep craters in the sand, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood!

He looked up in horror, only to find that he couldn't even move a finger in front of this man!

Inside the restricted area.

Dragons must coil up, tigers must lie down.

Official? Authoritative?

In Jiang Han's eyes, only absolute power is the only truth!

"You..." Jin Biao was so frightened that he took three steps back, not even having the courage to draw his gun.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room.

The hater named "Zhuang Bifan" seemed to have grasped at some lifeline and was still frantically spamming the screen.

[Zhuang Bifan: Don't be fooled, everyone! This storm effect is at least 50 cents! Those three people are definitely extras he hired! What kind of Bureau 749 is this? They're even afraid of a simple storm effect; it's so fake!]

Jiang Han glanced at the virtual bullet comments in mid-air.

The cold smile on his lips grew increasingly cruel.

"Special effects?"

Jiang Han strolled forward two steps into the black storm that was powerful enough to tear everything apart.

His voice, amplified by his powerful inner strength, pierced through the gale and reached the ears of billions of people around the world.

"Since you ignorant ants don't believe it."

"Then let me tell you what's hidden in this storm."

Jiang Han raised his hand and pointed to the center of the storm.

"Do you really think that a veiled queen lives in that so-called ancient city of Jingjue?"

"That's completely wrong."

Jiang Han's voice carried a chilling, devastating quality, ruthlessly shattering everyone's understanding.

"That's not human at all."

"That's a high-dimensional parasite known as the 'Imaginary Tyrant'!"

"She has no face at all, only an 'eye of the abyss' that connects to higher dimensions."

"As long as you three-dimensional crawlers dare to make eye contact with that eye for even 0.1 seconds."

"Your bodies will be instantly wiped out, and even your souls will be drained, becoming nourishment for the howling in this storm!"

Boom!

These words were spoken.

Ji Boda and Jin Biao, who were kneeling on the ground, had their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets!

Bai Ningbing's body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief and horror!

How...how is this possible?!

The files about "Imaginary Tyrant" and "High-Dimensional Parasite" are SSS-level top secrets that Bureau 749 risked their lives to bring back from an ancient ruin after sacrificing three ace squads!

There are definitely no more than ten people in the world who know this secret!

But now.

This man just casually told it like a ghost story in a live stream with tens of millions of viewers?!

Who exactly is he?!

How could he know such a high level of state secret?!

In the live stream, those haters who were still shouting were now completely dumbfounded.

Because when Jiang Han said those words, his absolute confidence—as if he had personally witnessed a higher-dimensional being—was something he couldn't fake!

"As for that bottomless ghost cave you've been so eager to find..."

Jiang Han suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned around.

Those dark golden vertical pupils, with a chilling coldness as if looking at the dead, stared intently at Bai Ningbing and the other two.

The voice sounded as if it came from the deepest hell.

"That's not a sacrificial pit at all."

"That's the Great Qin Interstellar Expeditionary Force, used to imprison the Old Ones..."

"sewer."

"You bunch of useless trash, aren't you just rushing off to your deaths?"

sewer!

Upon hearing these three words, Bai Ningbing felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze completely at that moment!

Ji Boda was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, pointing at Jiang Han, his voice shrill and distorted: "You...who exactly are you?! Have you been there?!"

Jiang Han did not answer.

He simply raised his hand slowly and grasped the hilt of the jet-black ancient black gold sword behind him.

"Zheng—"

A crisp whistling sound echoed across the desert.

because.

In the short span of ten seconds they were talking.

The once lifeless yellow sand beneath their feet suddenly began to churn violently, like boiling water!

"Boom!"

From the depths of the earth came a deafening roar, so deep it seemed capable of shattering a human heart.

What is it?

They had to crawl out of that so-called "sewer"!