My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

The seawater flooded the high-rise buildings, destroyed the bridges, and flattened all man-made structures.

Within minutes, the entire eastern coast of Japan was transformed into a vast expanse of floating debris and ruins.

Qin Meng descended upon this wasteland, riding the last ripples of the tsunami.

There was no slowdown.

On the inland highlands ahead, the remaining third dimensional distortion tower is operating beyond its capacity.

The purple spatial folding barrier has taken shape, like an inverted semicircle, blocking the only way to the inland core area.

"I still have one toy."

Qin Meng stared at the barrier that refracted even light, the black hole engine emitting a deep roar within his body.

The desire to eat is aroused by higher-dimensional energy.

He didn't even consider taking a detour. He ran headlong into the folded edge of the space.

The laws of higher dimensions attempted to dissect and banish his body.

Black hole engine at full power.

The engine's gravity valves completely ignored the dimensional barriers, treating those folding law particles, which were powerful enough to tear apart superhumans, as high-calorie snacks, forcibly pulling them into the body for digestion.

The spatial laws within the barrier were completely devoured the moment they touched Qin Meng's body.

He walked straight through the twisted area and appeared directly above the tower.

He raised his right leg high, creating a sonic boom, and slammed it down toward the top of the tower.

The sole of the shoe touches the spire.

There was no explosion.

Under the crushing force of absolute mass, the entire black spire, tens of meters high, collapsed layer by layer from top to base.

The high-dimensional alloy material was crushed into powder indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the mountain below was also trampled into a regular cylindrical pit.

Qin Meng landed steadily at the bottom of the deep pit.

All around were swirling dust and rock walls that had been vitrified by high temperatures.

He dusted off his shoulders and looked up into the distance.

That was the inland hinterland of Japan.

The towering silhouette of Mount Fuji is faintly visible.

The "meal bell" that was drawing him in was coming from that direction.

It's getting clearer and clearer, and the frequency is getting higher and higher.

The tsunami washed over the coastline, serving up the appetizer.

As for the remaining main courses, he had to go and get them himself.

Push off with your feet.

The soil rolled up.

He leaped out of the pit and charged straight toward the active volcano that was about to become the anchor point of the "dimensional bridge".

……

Kyoto, underground strategic meeting room.

The coastal defense nodes on the holographic sand table have been completely wiped out, and the three purple dots representing the dimensional distortion tower have also gone out one after another.

A deathly silence spread among the cabinet members.

The Prime Minister should take charge. The elderly man with gray hair, however, was trembling, unable to light his cigar.

"The coastal defense line... is gone." The Minister of Defense's voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed sandpaper.

"Three hundred thousand people, and they couldn't even hold out for ten minutes. We couldn't even stop a single hair on his head."

"What do they say from the other side of the abyss?" The Prime Minister finally gave up lighting his cigarette and slammed it hard on the table.

"The High Priest is conducting the final stage of the summoning in the underground palace of Mount Fuji."

The intelligence officer, wiping away cold sweat, reported, "The framework of the dimensional bridge is now stable. With just the life force of another 100,000 civilians as fuel, the vanguard of the royal court can arrive completely."

"Tell him to speed things up!" The Prime Minister grabbed the intelligence officer by the collar and spat in his face.

"That monster named Qin Meng has landed! He's heading towards Mount Fuji! Tell the priests, stop him by any means necessary! Even if it costs lives!"

The bottom of Mount Fuji.

This is a huge underground space that has been hollowed out.

A lava river flowed around, emitting a pungent sulfurous smell.

In the very center of the space stood a colossal altar made of countless human bones.

Above the altar, a black hole with a diameter of over 100 meters is slowly taking shape.

The edge of the black hole shimmered with a nauseating dark purple light, and through that luminous membrane, one could vaguely see the chaotic higher-dimensional world on the other side.

Around the altar, tens of thousands of civilians, injected with special drugs, stood like zombies.

Their life force is being gradually drained away by the array patterns at the bottom of the altar, turning into energy to maintain the black hole's operation.

The person in charge of presiding over the ceremony was a gaunt old man completely wrapped in a black robe.

This is the priest the cabinet refers to, and also the Abyss's highest representative in this country.

The priest looked at the vibrating communicator in his hand and impatiently pressed the answer button.

"I know he's here." The priest's voice was like fingernails scratching a blackboard. "The Dimensional Bridge cannot be lost. Send out the entire Royal Guard and activate the half-finished 'Orochi' Project."

After hanging up the communication, the priest turned to look at the shadows behind him.

There lay three enormous creatures.

They have no specific shape; they are clumps of constantly wriggling black sludge, their surfaces covered with countless eyes and tentacles.

"Go, stop that low-level carbon-based being from the three-dimensional universe," the priest commanded, "and eat him."

The three lumps of mud emitted a piercing hiss, and their massive bodies, in a way that defied the laws of gravity, climbed up the vertical rock wall and quickly disappeared into the passage leading to the surface.

In the wilderness, only 100 kilometers from Mount Fuji.

Qin Meng stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't because he was tired; his endurance of over two thousand points of physical strength was enough for him to run around the Earth dozens of times.

Dozens of armored vehicles were parked haphazardly on the highway ahead.

Hundreds of fully armed soldiers, carrying heavy weapons, stood ready for battle.

In front of the soldiers, three groups of sludge-like creatures emitting a strong, high-dimensional stench blocked the road.

The Royal Guard.

In addition, there are the watchdogs kept in the Abyss.

Qin Meng twisted his neck, and his cervical spine made a crisp sound of bones grinding together.

"Trying to fool me with this junk food."

He was very dissatisfied.

Extremely dissatisfied.

The black hole engine is protesting.

It requires high-purity energy of the tenth order or even higher, not this inferior waste with a conversion rate of less than one percent.

The soldiers opened fire.

Armor-piercing shells, depleted uranium shells, and high-explosive incendiary grenades rained down on Qin Meng.

Qin Meng did not dodge.

The bullets struck his dark gold skin without leaving even a white mark.

The high-temperature flames couldn't even stay on his body for more than 0.1 seconds before being directly repelled by the force field, a byproduct of the antimatter engine.

He walked forward unhurriedly, braving the dense barrage of fire.

"Absolute quality" is one part per 100,000.

With each step taken, the asphalt on the road surface sank down by half a meter.

The surrounding air became as viscous as mercury due to the pressure of the mass.

The first to be affected were those three clumps of muddy creatures.

They tried to entangle Qin Meng with their tentacles and to emit mental pollution rays with their dense eyes.

Qin Meng didn't even use his fists.

He walked up to the first lump of mud and opened his mouth.

The black hole engine's gravity valves are fully open.

Before the slump of mud could even scream, its massive body rapidly disintegrated and collapsed under the pull of gravity, transforming into a stream of black energy that Qin Meng inhaled.

"Pah, it smells like swill."

Qin Meng exhaled a puff of black smoke.

The remaining two clumps of muddy creatures stopped wriggling in fright.

Their low intelligence prevents them from understanding why there exist monsters in this three-dimensional universe that are even more gluttonous than the abyss.

They wanted to run away.

late.

Qin Meng reached out with both hands, one on each side, grabbed their tentacles, and pulled hard.

With its immense mass, the two lumps of mud were forcibly torn in two.

Before the high-dimensional energy could dissipate, it was completely enveloped by the traction force of the black hole engine and forcibly stuffed into the stomach.