Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 572 - 546: Refugee Wave

The body fell to the ground with a thud, like a headless frog, its limbs twitching violently.

Chen Shouyi withdrew his palm, looking at the blood on his hand.

He felt disgusted.

With a buzzing sound, his palm blurred for a moment, and the blood splattered everywhere.

At this moment, he sensed something was off in the atmosphere and turned his head, only to see He Qingming beside him, his face covered in blood, looking astonished.

Chen Shouyi hesitated slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said, "Commander He, sorry, I used a bit too much force!"

"Oh, oh!" He Qingming finally snapped back to reality, quickly wiped his face, and said, "It’s nothing, it’s nothing, I’ll just wash it off."

Getting splashed with blood was just a small matter.

He didn’t mind at all.

The problem was, killing the avatar of the God of Conspiracy so simply and brutally, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?

After all, it was a True God. If He were to rage... Although the army had already heavily fortified the borders, prepared for any potential moves by the God of Conspiracy, the limited forces still didn’t feel entirely secure.

He opened his mouth, then decided to keep it shut.

Reading makes one patient enough to converse with fools, but martial training makes fools patient enough to talk to you.

Faced with what could likely be the most powerful human in history, no amount of complaints or tempers could be voiced, only thought silently.

On the other side, the messengers who had been kneeling in prayer just now saw the twitching corpse on the ground and were instantly devastated, unable to accept it.

Their Lord who descended... was dead.

And died so miserably!

Died swiftly and decisively.

This is simply... what the hell!

"Blasphemer, die!" A sturdy middle-aged man among the messengers, eyes bloodshot and breathing heavily, suddenly roared, stomping the ground and rushing towards Chen Shouyi.

However, there was no need for Chen Shouyi to act. He had just taken a step when a loud bang echoed, and his head instantly exploded.

Another believer tried to rush a nearby soldier, attempting to take one hostage, but was quickly met with a dagger drawn and stabbed into his neck.

Surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, there were six or seven Martial Artists, and several snipers positioned at a distance, making a sneak attack as hard as climbing the heavens.

With the effect of the five hundred tons of Divine Flesh obtained by Great Xia, the nation’s strength had nearly increased by a level. Martial Artists, once rare to see, were now not yet ubiquitous but at least numbered over ten thousand, increasing a hundredfold, especially common in frontline armies.

The believer clutched his bleeding neck, took two more steps, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hands on your head!"

"Kneel on the ground."

"Or be shot without warning."

"Consider this your warning!"

...

The soldiers around shouted, aiming their guns at all the Tai Buddha Country envoys.

The scene was solemn.

The cultists who had been hot-headed suddenly felt as though a bucket of ice water had been poured over them, chilling to the bone. They immediately sobered up, quickly complying by kneeling on the ground with their hands on their heads, no longer daring to resist.

"Honorable General, we’re envoys from Tai Buddha Country. According to the international diplomatic relations convention, you can’t do this!" A messenger, with a gun to his head, spoke with a face full of fear and a hint of indignation.

"Your side hasn’t established diplomatic relations with our country, nor are you recognized as diplomatic personnel by us... Of course, as long as you obey our laws and don’t do anything to cause misunderstandings, you’re welcome to visit. But everything requires transparency and goodwill, which regretfully, you lack," He Qingming said expressionlessly.

Then he waved his hand, "Take them into custody first!"

"Yes, Chief!"

He felt exhausted, not knowing how the situation would unfold next.

Hopefully, the God of Conspiracy and the God of Enchantment would remain rational!

But for a descended avatar, perhaps He wouldn’t care...?

Still, he had to muster up his energy and politely said to Chen Shouyi with a smile, "It’s been hard on you, General Manager Chen. If not for inviting you over, we wouldn’t have discovered that the God of Conspiracy was hidden among them. If sent to the Capital City, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"Commander He, you’re too kind, it was just a small matter!" Chen Shouyi said indifferently.

He Qingming’s lips moved, but ultimately, he shook hands and bid farewell, leaving hurriedly.

...

The God of Conspiracy cared very much.

In the Divine Country.

The air was thick with anger.

The sky was dense with dark clouds, lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

Many supplicants knelt, loudly praying.

Fortunately, such things had occurred frequently lately, and they were long accustomed to it.

This was their Lord, angry once again.

In a magnificent palace, the God of Conspiracy clutched His throbbing head, letting out a deep, low growl.

He was a humanoid giant beast with black wings on his back, his body covered in green bristles, bulging eyes, and a sharp muzzle like a jackal, easily conjuring thoughts of cunning and treachery.

"This is... the second time, the second time!"

Losing an avatar of a Saint, while not as impactful as a Divine Power avatar, was still not negligible for a deity, as it involved the wounding of the Divine Soul. The successive destruction of two avatars had already deeply affected Him.

"Despicable, barbaric humans, you will regret everything you’ve done to me, you will definitely regret it... definitely..."

He paced restlessly and angrily, his mind running through various sinister ideas.

The God of Fertility in the south, that’s no good... He’s also a god of weak Divine Power, incapable of defeating that barbaric human.

The God of Power in the northwest is strong enough, but he’s even more barbaric than the humans. Last time, just upon arriving, he lost an avatar, and wouldn’t even listen to Him.

After much reflection, He finally decided to temporarily endure the humiliation.

"Sigh, why does no one believe me?"

...

Despite a large portion of the forces being restrained to guard against the God of Conspiracy, the war progressed exceptionally smoothly.

Tens of thousands of mechanized troops split into three paths.

Completely unstoppable.

By early May.

Chongzo Country was the first to be reclaimed, with a provisional government swiftly established primarily by the Chongzo government resistance forces, and by mid-May, the Barbarians in Myanmar Jade Country were similarly cleansed.

Simultaneously, waves of refugees began to pour into Great Xia Country in large numbers.

During the year of the God of Blood’s rule.

The four nations’ civilizations nearly regressed to a feudal state, with most industries at a standstill. A cruel and bloody regime had plunged humanity into an abyss, struggling to survive.

Once the Barbarians and cultists were purged, aided by Great Xia Country’s deliberate leniency, a massive influx of refugees flooded into the still-standing Great Xia Country.

Even in a small town a hundred kilometers away from the border where the command post was located, numerous refugees speaking various languages had recently arrived.

Chen Shouyi and Li Wenwu walked the streets, observing the ragged refugees queueing for food under the soldiers’ order maintenance.

"Will these people be sent back?"

Li Wenwu, just back from a mission to rest, shook his head, "I heard they won’t be. Once refugees come to Great Xia, they won’t be sent back. Now Great Xia... needs more people, especially the young and strong."

Chen Shouyi remained silent.

Two years of war had resulted in heavy casualties for Great Xia Country, with a population decrease estimated to exceed a hundred million. Coupled with extensive conscription, the male population ratio in Hedong City was only four-tenths, including the hundreds of thousands of stationed soldiers there.

Otherwise, it would likely only be three-tenths.

Walking down the street, women were everywhere.