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

After dealing with the mud, Qin Meng looked up at the soldiers who had stopped firing and were paralyzed on the ground, terrified by the scene before them.

"Are the people in your cabinet not fully developed in their brains?"

He walked up to an armored vehicle and flipped the tens of tons of cargo over with one hand.

"Using so few people to fill the gaps—are you looking down on me, or on the engine inside me?"

Ignoring the soldiers' cries of pain, Qin Meng continued walking forward.

The pace is getting faster and faster.

He lost his patience.

The restaurant bell was ringing, urging everyone to hurry, while the main dish simmered in the pot.

An enticing aroma is emanating from the large hole at the base of Mount Fuji.

Ahead lies the crater.

Qin Meng stood on the edge of the crater and looked down.

Red lava was churning, and a huge, expanding black cavity could be vaguely seen beneath it.

"A dimensional bridge?"

Qin Meng clenched his fist.

"Today, I'm going to tear this bridge down and use it as firewood."

He leaped into the air.

They jumped directly into the churning crater.

Without any protection, he plunged into a lava pool with his bare body, where the temperature was thousands of degrees Celsius.

The roar of the black hole engine echoed deep underground, drowning out the churning of magma.

A live buffet for high-dimensional creatures from the abyss has officially begun.

The abyssal army that was preparing to descend to Earth through the dimensional bridge had no idea that on the other side of the bridge, there was a gigantic abyssal maw that devoured everything, waiting for them to walk right into its trap.

The magma lake at the base of Mount Fuji has a core temperature approaching 3,000 degrees Celsius.

This would be hell for ordinary carbon-based life forms.

Qin Meng, however, felt that the water temperature in the pond was just right.

The antimatter furnace's load-bearing limit had long exceeded 10,000 tons. Lava flowed over his body surface without even burning the outermost pores.

He did not return to the surface by the same route. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

With absolute mass fully activated, he moved in a straight line through the mantle rock layers.

The high-density basalt blocking the way was all reduced to dust.

Above ground. Yagi Pass.

This is the last choke point leading to the Kanto Plain.

Thirty thousand half-human, half-insect monsters blocked the passage.

This is an abyssal serum product that the cabinet used the lives of hundreds of thousands of citizens as experiments in exchange for protection in a higher dimension.

Three fully-equipped special divisions.

The soldier's skin was covered with a bluish-black chitinous carapace, with bone spurs protruding from his joints, and he wielded heavy biological and chemical weapons.

With average combat strength at the sixth to seventh tier, plus inhuman self-healing abilities, this force would be enough to flatten half of Earth on a conventional battlefield.

Four people stood on the high ground; they were ninth-rank priests.

They wore pure white hunting robes and carried staffs carved from the spines of living people.

The high-dimensional energy overflowing from the abyss passage forcibly elevated the life levels of these four individuals.

The earth collapsed.

A giant pit, leading straight to the earth's veins, took shape in front of the two armies.

Crimson lava gushed forth from the breach. Qin Meng stepped onto the surface, treading on the boiling magma.

There was no pre-battle trash talk. He glanced at the dark mass of mutated soldiers ahead, his gaze settling on the dark purple energy emanating from the monsters—a mere appetizer.

The four priests flipped their wrists and struck their bone staffs simultaneously.

The Yellow Springs Sealing Array is activated.

The sky within a five-kilometer radius turned into the blood-red color of the underworld.

A complex barrier descended from above. This formation was driven by the laws of the abyss, primarily targeting mental strangulation and spatial exile.

The high-density waves of mental pollution were like tangible steel needles, piercing straight into Qin Meng's brain.

An awkward situation has arisen.

Qin Meng's physique of 2005 points had already brought the density of all his organs, including his brain tissue, to an unbelievable level.

The brain is harder than the outer shell of a high-intensity neutron star.

The mental wave struck the solid super-body, causing it to be physically ejected on the spot.

These priests made a fatal common-sense error by hoping to hypnotize a solid granite block with a few lines of high-dimensional code.

With the mental attack ineffective, the spatial interlayer of the barrier began to operate.

The surrounding spatial barriers began to forcibly close, attempting to pack Qin Meng into the low-dimensional folded area.

Interestingly, the black hole engine is currently facing a shortage of fuel.

A gravitational vortex emanated from Qin Meng's body.

Before the fragments of laws that constituted the spatial interlayer could exert their power, they were forcibly pulled into his body.

The engine was running at full speed, and the fragments of the law were chewed up and digested, transformed into the most basic calorie supply.

Qin Meng stepped out of the broken magic array.

Even the stride frequency hasn't changed.

The four ninth-rank priests took two steps back, the sound of them swallowing saliva particularly clear on the battlefield.

The laws were devoured; this operation, which exceeded the cognitive limits of carbon-based organisms, shattered their psychological defenses.

Qin Meng had no time to pay attention to the old man on the high platform; he crashed headfirst into the ranks of the Abyss Modified Soldiers.

The one-sided massacre has officially begun.

It doesn't involve any specific techniques or external energy projection. It's purely a physical collision of mass.

Qin Meng, with an absolute mass of one in ten thousand, charged recklessly through the dense crowd.

The chitinous carapace that the modified soldier was so proud of reverted directly to molecular dust upon touching his body.

The hundreds of monsters in the front row were instantly crushed into mincemeat by the compressed air cushion created by his dash.

The monsters, having lost their sense of pain, charged forward wielding weapons coated in corrosive acid.

Qin Meng gripped the monster's head with one hand. With a burst of force from his five fingers, the skull shattered.

The black hole engine unleashed its power, ripping the monster's bones and marrow along its arm.

The dense abyssal energy was forcibly extracted from his body, turning into a wisp of purplish-black smoke that entered Qin Meng's palm.

The corpse withered into a grayish-white skeleton, which vanished without a trace when the wind blew it away.

They ate while they fought.

He treated these 30,000 troops as a buffet that had been delivered to his door.

With a sweeping left leg, he shattered the lower bodies of dozens of monsters. The engine's gravitational field covered the entire area, and the flesh and blood in mid-air were completely drained of high-dimensional energy before they even hit the ground.

With a grab of his right hand, he pulled a clump of viscous corrosive acid along with the modified soldier who launched it, and stuffed it into the gravity vortex.

This kind of low-quality food, rich in energy, turns into high-calorie fuel once it enters the stomach.

From the perspective of energy conservation, the abyssal serum within these modified soldiers is an extremely poor conversion medium.

It contains many impurities and has a low utilization rate.

Qin Meng found it too slow to catch them one by one, so he simply released the gravity valve.

Centered on him, a death-devouring force field was formed within a radius of 100 meters.

Those modified soldiers who stepped into this area had their abyssal energy forcibly extracted, collapsing and weathering away.