Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 718: Divine Might King Summoned, Tyrannosaur King (II)

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Chapter 718: Divine Might King Summoned, Tyrannosaur King (II)

Chen Chu’s expression grew serious as he turned his gaze toward the colossal black rift, now torn open to over 1,600 meters in length. In the depths of his eyes, a pair of golden-black pupils slowly emerged.

An invisible, oppressive force spread from his body. The weakest among the officers found their legs buckling under the weight of his aura. Cracks formed beneath their feet, and their faces turned pale with shock.

As Chen Chu fixed his gaze on the spatial rift, over ten kilometers away on a hillside, someone zoomed in with their camera, capturing both him and Yan Ruoyi in the frame. They exclaimed in surprise.

"Hey, doesn’t that black-haired young man look familiar?"

A low-level cultivator beside them furrowed his brows in thought. "Are you thinking of Chu Batian?"

The person nodded. "Yeah, Chu Batian. There are some differences in their faces, but their build, expressions, and overall appearance are the same."

"He is Chu Batian!"

"Wait a second. I remember Chu Batian was only at the late stage of the Sixth Heavenly Realm a few months ago. Did he really break through to the Ninth Realm in just over three months?"

"Why not? Think about it—Chu Batian was already a monstrous talent back then. He counter-attacked and slayed an Eighth Heavenly Realm cult god while he was still at the Sixth Realm. Advancing to the Ninth in a few months isn’t that unbelievable."

"That’s... actually true."

Excitement buzzed through the group. "I can’t believe it! After three months, Yan Ruoyi and Chu Batian are appearing together again. They really look great together."

"Much as I hate to admit it, they do make a perfect match."

It wasn’t just the media reporters—countless viewers watching the live stream and TV broadcasts shared the same sentiment.

The bodyguard who was once despised had gained widespread admiration after the incident where he helped lure and eliminate a god of the cult. While people respected Yan Ruoyi, they had also come to acknowledge Chen Chu’s immense talent.

Seeing them standing together again, there was no jealousy; only a strange sense that they belonged together.

Chen Chu’s Void Death Pupils granted him the ability to see through illusions and perceive the essence of the world. As his gaze penetrated the void, delving deeper into the passageway of the rift, he began to see silhouettes emerging.

A horde of colossal beasts, each over thirty meters long and resembling tyrannosaurs, were slowly squeezing their way through the rift.

"General Li," Chen Chu commanded, his voice calm, "order the high-level and advanced cultivators to retreat. Have the low-level cultivators and soldiers arm themselves with heavy firearms and form a tight perimeter around the rift."

Li Qingtian hesitated for a brief moment before nodding. “Understood.”

Within moments, under Li Qingtian’s orders, transport vehicles and armored carriers moved into position, forming a defensive formation three kilometers around the rift.

Meanwhile, at the rear base, multiple rocket launchers adjusted their angles, preparing for combat.

Boom!

The rift trembled violently. Then, a massive, grotesque head, several meters wide, emerged from the fissure. Moments later, a monstrous body, over thirty meters long and ten meters high, appeared.

Roar!

With a ferocious snarl, the colossal beast plummeted from the hundred-meter-high rift. The ground cracked apart upon impact, sending tremors rippling through the earth. A savage, tyrannical aura spread out in all directions.

Under the oppressive might of the level 7 colossal beast, even the low-level cultivator soldiers stationed further away instinctively took a step back, their nerves tightening.

Then another tyrannosaur-like beast burst forth from the rift, crashing down onto the battlefield, then another. Before long, twenty of these thirty-meter-long tyrannosaurs had emerged, fanning out in a semi-circle formation.

Atop each of these beasts sat a towering, heavily built warrior. Their bodies were covered in ancient markings, and each one exuded the savage aura of the Seventh Heavenly Realm.

From their vantage point, they could see the bustling city in the distance, as well as the tiny, insignificant soldiers a few kilometers away—weak as ants in comparison. Excitement surged through the alien warriors.

“Ula ula!!”

“Gulu ula!”

They shouted in their guttural, barbaric tongue, but instead of immediately charging, they spread out cautiously, facing off against the soldiers with an air of calculated aggression.

Chen Chu’s expression remained indifferent. "General Li, order the troops to attack."

"Yes, sir!"

Gunfire erupted, and the battlefield was instantly engulfed in flashing fire and deafening explosions. Machine guns and auto-cannons roared to life, unleashing a torrential downpour of large-caliber bullets upon the colossal beasts and their alien riders.

“Ula ula!” The alien warriors howled in fury, enraged that the humans dared to take the initiative. The ancient patterns across their bodies flickered ominously.

Hum! Hum!

Rippling waves of purple energy exploded outward, forming overlapping rings of what appeared to be runes, though they were subtly different from conventional ones.

In mere moments, the interwoven energy rings expanded into a massive, one-kilometer-wide violet barrier, shielding the aliens and their beasts from the relentless barrage.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets, autocannon shells, and even portable rocket rounds slammed into the purple energy field, erupting in flashes of fire and shockwaves, yet failing to penetrate the protective shield.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

From the rear, ten rocket launchers howled as they fired their payloads. In under a minute, twenty launchers had unleashed a total of two hundred rockets. The screeching warheads streaked across the battlefield, crossing over ten kilometers before slamming into the enemy’s energy field.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions and fiery shockwaves engulfed the aliens. The sheer force of the detonations shook the ground, sending massive ripples through the air as the battlefield was consumed in flames.

The sight left the reporters watching from afar utterly shocked.

However, the smoke and dust settled to reveal the unscathed warriors and beasts, the one-meter-thick purple barrier remaining as solid as an unbreakable fortress.

“Jili Wala!”

From within the glowing barrier, the alien warriors erupted into laughter, mockingly shouting at their human opponents. Yet, despite their jeers, they didn’t immediately launch an attack. Instead, they continued their slow and steady advance.

At the same time, a beginning-stage Seventh Heavenly Realm warrior leaped off the back of his beast and swiftly retreated into the passageway.

Watching him leave, Chen Chu remained calm and didn’t intervene. Compared to the beasts, these warriors held even greater value, particularly in their unique power system.

Any power system that could cultivate to the mythical level represented an established path. Even if it wasn’t suited for humans, the core principles could still be studied and adapted.

Previously, Federation researchers had discovered something extraordinary while studying the captured tyrannosaur-like aliens. The battle runes etched into their bodies were akin to neither human techniques nor the methods of the Purgatory Demon Clan; instead, they belonged to a completely different power system.

In this situation, it was better to let the prey take the bait.

The alien warrior passed through the dimensional passageway and soon arrived at the edge of a vast, chilling forest. There, tens of thousands of soldiers had gathered, their weakest members already at the Fourth Heavenly Realm.

At the forefront of this army stood a colossal figure, towering a hundred meters high. His massive frame radiated an overwhelming mythical-level pressure, distorting the very heavens and earth. A mythical-level colossal beast over seven hundred meters long lay coiled beside him.

The kneeling warrior spoke in their tongue with deep reverence. "Great King, we have successfully invaded the other side and encountered fierce resistance from their civilization."

The towering tyrannosaur king, Kavadora, lowered his head slightly, his voice rumbling like thunder. "What is their situation?"

"The enemy civilization is strange. Their people are only half my size and have built countless stump-like structures as dwellings. Their soldiers use ranged weapons, but their power is weak—only strong enough to injure ordinary warriors.

"They also possess some explosive weapons, which pose a slight threat to high-level warriors, but they are completely ineffective against us elite."

"So weak?" Kavadora was visibly surprised.

The alien warrior, who had carefully observed Tiannan City, respectfully continued. "King, although their civilization is weak, it appears to be highly prosperous."

"Oh?" Kavadora’s interest was piqued.

"However, the transcendent energy in their world is extremely thin—only a fraction of what exists in the vast world. Long-term exposure to that environment may weaken our strength."

Kavadora pondered this for a moment before dismissing the concern. "It does not matter. We shall conquer that world and turn it into our race's granary. We will capture those creatures and breed them as livestock."

The mythical world was rich in resources and abundant in food, yet it was fraught with endless dangers. Even for the tyrannosaur civilization, population growth remained slow.

However, if they had a permanent food supply, a world that continually generated prey, their race's numbers would increase rapidly.

Once the power of their race's runes strengthened, so too would his power. He could eventually challenge the second Warlord to take the position himself.

Thinking of this, Kavadora's excitement surged. He raised his massive spiked mace and pointed it at the rift as he roared. "Kill! Seize their world! For the tribe!"

Boom!

Leading the charge, Kavadora mounted his mythical-level tyrannosaur beast and stormed through the rift. The gigantic fissure trembled violently as his overwhelming force tore through space.

At the same time, the massive army of warriors thundered forward. Their colossal bodies shook the ground as they followed their king into the breach, ready to claim the world beyond.

On the Blue Planet, the 1,600-meter-long rift quaked violently. A monstrous, bloodthirsty aura erupted, flooding the surroundings with an overwhelming murderous intent.