Hong and the Thunder God (Part 2)!

After the Black-clad Man finished speaking, the entire cabin fell silent once more.

"Boss, why are you so sure a Beast Tide will happen?" Beast asked, unconvinced.

"It's not that I'm sure." Hong glanced at Beast, paused, and said with a grave tone:

"It's that you've never seen the scene of billions of sea monsters welcoming their Beast King!"

"But... Thunder God and I have seen it ourselves, more than fifteen times—the spectacle of ten thousand beasts paying homage to their king!"

"Hiss!!"

Gasps rang out one after another, the air in the cabin dropping a few degrees in an instant.

"T-ten... fifteen King-level Monsters?" Ice Mountain exclaimed in shock, even the cold beauty Enchanting looked moved.

"No! Far more than that!!"

Hong shook his head, then furrowed his brow as he glanced out the window. "These are just the Beast Kings we've encountered. The sea King-level Monsters we haven't run into number at least five more."

"Just in the ocean alone, there are no fewer than twenty King-level Monsters. Add in those on land, in the rainforests, and around the few Ancient Civilization Ruins we've already scouted..."

After a rough tally, Hong's gaze grew darker.

Even with his overwhelming strength, able to take on two at once, facing the ever-growing monster race, he held a bleak outlook for humanity's future.

"That's why I've insisted on founding the War God Palace and the Council—only by gathering the world's top combat power and highest technology under unified command, integrating all global martial artists, tech, and military forces... can we have even a sliver of a chance to withstand the terrifying Beast Tide. Otherwise, humanity's prospects... are very grim!"

"Ever since the war between humans and monsters began, the sea monsters have been too numerous, and their mutations and evolutions have accelerated faster and faster—beyond comprehension."

"No one can predict when they'll launch a Beast Tide, dealing a catastrophic blow to humanity... If we don't band tightly together, we'll be picked off one by one!"

What's more, the number of monster kings worldwide is now so high.

Even if Thunder God and I join forces, giving our all, we can't wipe them out.

Instead, we'd only trap ourselves in danger.

More critically, these monster kings are extremely cunning, with countless low-tier monsters under their command... impossible to eradicate!"

Hearing this, Ice Mountain and the other three couldn't help but darken.

As the world's top martial artist stronghold, the Limit Mercenary Group frequently fought Beast Tides... They knew all too well the speed of their evolution and mutation, and thus felt a deep dread.

These beasts, originally living by the law of the jungle, after the mutation baptism of the RR Virus, grew even more savage and bloodthirsty.

If at the start, humanity's side only faced large numbers of low-tier monster hordes, they still had a slim chance.

But as monster mutations accelerated, the frequency and quantity of high-tier monsters in the hordes increased.

Their destructive power was countless times that of ordinary monsters!

With high-tier monsters leading the charge, they tore through human defense lines one after another.

And after conquering cities, they not only devoured human flesh and blood to further evolve, but also turned the ruined cities into nests, birthing even more monsters.

To describe the Beast Tide in one phrase—"sustaining war through war."

On humanity's side, they could only suffer repeated defeats, then keep shrinking their defenses.

Occasional victories only came thanks to peak experts like Hong and Thunder God stepping in...

"Instructor, do you know what the Eight-tentacle Beast King and the other King-level Monsters are doing after taking New York?"

Suddenly, the always-quiet Enchanting spoke up.

Her voice was cold, giving off a sense of keeping others at a distance.

"Those King-level Monsters aren't doing anything special—they're just devouring, storing energy for their next evolution!" the Black-clad Man said icily, a glint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

Over the past year or so, he had clashed with sea King-level Monsters many times, becoming very familiar with their habits and evolutionary paths.

"Eating all the humans in a big city, using the vast life force in human flesh to help them break through quickly, reaching higher levels faster."

"Maybe after the Beast Kings, it'll be time for Emperor Level Monsters to emerge..." Hong sighed softly, his expression shifting uncertainly.

Hong's words deeply shook the four War Gods.

They had seen their share of grand spectacles, yet still found themselves profoundly stunned!

A faint haze lingered in their minds, refusing to dissipate.

After a long silence, it was Hong who finally broke the heaviness.

"Anything else?"

"Instructor, Sankami Yu, the Eastern Ying War God, sent a distress telegram. She's willing to lead all of Eastern Ying's top combat power to join our Limit Mercenary Group, but there's one condition..." Ice Mountain looked at the Black-clad Man, hesitating as if holding back.

"Sankami Yu?"

"Does she want me to deal with that King-level Deep Sea Demon Whale?"

"Yes!"

"Not quite. The Deep Sea Demon Whale King is too hard to kill. At best, I can help them drive it off once. After that, they're on their own..."

This Seat had never held any goodwill toward that country, the master of the Limit Mercenary Group.

Yet some matters forced him to make decisions.

After all, the crisis he faced now was a war of survival between humanity and the monster race.

If the Eastern Ying nation still existed after the monster calamity ended... he wouldn't mind giving that self-righteous country a large-scale overhaul.

But now was clearly not the time...

Having finished relaying the pleas from Lijian and Eastern Ying, Ice Mountain dropped another bombshell.

"Boss, Great Xia's top powerhouse, Jia Yi, sent a message. He's inviting us to help with the Magic City counterattack three months from now!"

"As for terms... he said we can name whatever we want!"

Ice Mountain spoke each word deliberately. When he first heard this news, he was still completely stunned.

Every country in the world was focused on defending against the Beast Tide, avoiding national extinction.

Yet Great Xia, one of the five great powers, was planning a counterattack against the sea monsters!

Truly astonishing!

"What's their reason for this Magic City counterattack?" After a brief moment of thought, Hong asked in confusion.

"Supposedly to slow the sea monsters' advance up the river, buying time to set up human defense bases inland..." Ice Mountain recounted everything he knew.

"Mm." The Black-clad Man nodded, turned to face the cabin window, and wore a thoughtful expression.

Ten seconds later, he looked at the others and said in the firmest tone, "This favor—I and the Limit Martial Arts Hall must help!"

"As for terms: first, Great Xia must support the establishment of and entry into the War God Palace.

Second, I need at least a hundred ancient martial arts texts from Great Xia!"

"As for the rest, we'll discuss it later."

With that.

Hong clasped his hands behind his back, and some dusty memories surfaced in his mind.

"Alright, I'll contact them right away."

Inside the cabin, Ice Mountain and the others began bustling about.

Hong stood alone by the window, silently watching the shifting clouds and winds outside.

"Instructor, Mohanderson replied. He agrees to the terms and asks you to lead the team there as soon as possible."

At that moment, Ice Mountain suddenly spoke up.

"Good. Then after we return, we'll take all the War God brothers and go block the Beast Tide for Lijian!"

"Boss, what about this Black Flame Dragon King? Can't let it go to waste!"

"Instructor, the energy in this Dragon King's flesh and blood could create many Lord-level Monsters. We can't just abandon it."

"Fine. Send the coordinates of this monster's materials to Lijian. Let them figure out how to retrieve it. But of whatever they produce, the Limit Mercenary Group takes eighty percent!"

"You got it!"

At the same time.

In the Bay of Bengal, the bald man wrestling a Crocodile King also received a plea for help from Lijian.

The terms were identical to those sent to Hong, except the Water of Life device was missing.

"Damn it, these Lijian bastards think I don't know what they're up to? Add a Water of Life manufacturing device to their terms!"

"If they want the world's second-strongest to step in, they'd better show enough sincerity."

"Otherwise, no deal!"

Listening quietly to his subordinate's report, the Thunder God was displeased.

As he spoke, a flash of lightning crackled.

The Thunder God gripped his Battle Saber and charged straight at the half-dead King-level Crocodile.

"Thunder Blade—Seventh Form!!"

With a deep shout, the muscles on his arm bulged layer upon layer, like a giant's.

In an instant, the Thunder God's aura surged violently.

A terrifying killing intent spread out.

The War God-level martial artist, who seemed like a servant, stumbled backward, his gaze toward the Thunder God filled with awe.

He had already advanced to High-level War God, yet merely facing the Thunder God's aura was this difficult—let alone fighting him to the death.

Boom!!

The Thunder God swung his blade. A flash of light carrying overwhelming force streaked forward, cleaving the King-level Crocodile monster's head in two, killing it instantly.

"What about Great Xia? Any news from them?"

The bald man who had killed the king-tier crocodile glanced indifferently at the corpse, then turned away without a care.

He looked at his War God subordinate and spoke. "Didn't Jia Yi say before that the Great Xia military was planning a defensive counterattack at the Magic City fortress?"

"So why no news now?"

"Thunder God... they might still be preparing. After all, countering a Beast Tide in the sea is far too difficult. The fall of New York this time is a good example." The subordinate replied respectfully.

"Keep a close watch. Notify me immediately if there's any news!"

"I've been quite eager to get my hands on the Nine Splendor Art created by Great Xia's War God Mo Qingdi, as well as those ancient martial arts."

The look of anticipation on Thunder God's face surprised his subordinate.

"Thunder God, why do you think so highly of Great Xia? They don't even have a single fighter above War God level."

He truly didn't understand. His Master was already a peak powerhouse of the world—why be so concerned?

"You don't understand... Great Xia has five thousand years of long history. Their foundation is plain to see.

If it weren't for my father being a Great Xia martial arts master who taught me their techniques from childhood, I'd probably still be an ordinary man struggling to survive every day..."

Glancing at the fallen king-tier crocodile monster, Thunder God's eyes flickered with nostalgia.

"With the deep martial arts foundation of Great Xia, I can fully perfect the later stages of my Thunder Blade and successfully create a flawless martial art. Only then can I truly contend with Brother Hong for the title of the world's strongest!"

"Yes!"

"Then contact Lijian immediately, on the terms I just laid out. Brother Hong is probably thinking the same thing... The Beast Tide is mutating and evolving faster and faster, and battle casualties are rising. He needs something like the Water of Life too..."

Thunder God lightly wiped the blood from his blade, a gleam shining in his eyes.

"Yes, I'll contact them right away!"

An hour later.

Over a dozen fighter jets took off from the Thunder and Lightning Mercenary Group's headquarters, heading straight to support Lijian.

Inside the cabins were most of Thunder God's elite forces.

Without exception, every one of these elites was a War God level fighter—fifty of them in total!

The same scene played out.

At the Hongning Fortress on the border of Eurasia.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Dozens of fighter jets streaked across the sky as Brother Hong led his men toward Lijian...