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Forced to Take the Blame: One Day in Jail Gains a Year's Cultivation
Chapter 290

The shocked aliens

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With the seal on heaven and earth broken, a surge of Spiritual Qi Revival swept across every corner of the earth like an invisible tsunami, permeating the bodies of every living being.

Seven billion people around the world, regardless of where they are, age, gender, or race.

At that moment, everyone felt that throbbing and roar originating from the depths of their blood.

It was as if some kind of shackles that had been sealed for thousands of years had been suddenly broken, and the immense power that had been hidden deep in the genes and sealed for countless generations was suddenly erupted like a dormant volcano!

"Ah--!"

An ordinary office worker, rushing through the streets of Tokyo, suddenly felt a warm current rising from his lower abdomen.

Immediately, his muscles bulged and veins stood out, and he casually punched the car next to him, smashing a deep dent into the steel door!

He froze, staring at his fist, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.

Deep inside the London Underground, a mother holding her child huddled in a corner, desperately shielding her child beneath her as a giant centipede-like monster crawled in through the ventilation ducts.

However, the expected excruciating pain did not come. Instead, a pale golden, semi-transparent light shield spontaneously appeared around her, blocking all of the monster's attacks.

The mother stared in astonishment at her glowing palms and her child's unharmed, smiling face.

In the Cairo desert, an elderly Bedouin guide, facing a scorpion-like behemoth emerging from the sand, instinctively raises his ancient cane and unconsciously recites a prayer passed down from his ancestors, the meaning of which he himself does not understand.

The tip of the cane emitted an earthy yellow light, and the sand beneath its feet instantly turned into quicksand, trapping and devouring the monster.

Such scenes are playing out simultaneously around the world.

Cities, villages, mountains, oceans... wherever there are people gathered, there are always people whose bodies emit strange light or whose power suddenly increases.

Whether it's a physical mutation or the awakening of bizarre abilities such as controlling fire, ice, lightning, storms, earth, plants, shadows, and even the mind!

The moment the seal was broken, humanity on Earth collectively embarked on the fast track of "transcendent awakening".

Those with strong talent can directly awaken powerful bloodline abilities or elemental powers;

Even those with slightly weaker natural talents experienced a dramatic increase in strength, speed, and reaction time, with their physical abilities greatly enhanced, making them comparable to superheroes.

Seven billion humans, in the blink of an eye, have transformed into seven billion "new humans" with extraordinary powers and unknown potential!

And people on Earth, especially the younger generation.

Who didn't grow up surrounded by superhero movies, comics, and novels?

Who hasn't dreamt of being a hero, soaring through the skies, fighting for justice, and saving the world?

When the power you've always dreamed of truly descends upon you, when the monsters you could only look up to before you truly rampage before your eyes.

That suppressed passion, youthful idealism, and instinct to protect their homeland were instantly ignited and erupted like wildfire!

Fear?

It still exists, but it has been largely replaced by the excitement and courage brought about by the newly acquired power.

Retreat?

Looking at his fellow awakened companions, at the homes destroyed by the monsters, and at the family and friends who were hurt, there was no way to retreat!

"Damn those Alien Monsters!"

"Brothers, let's go! Let's show these alien bastards what Earthlings are all about!"

"Defend our homes, protect our loved ones!"

With great power comes great responsibility! Charge!

Similar roars, howls, and war cries echoed in the ruins of New York, on the streets of Tokyo, in the squares of Paris, and in every corner of the world.

It was no longer an organized military resistance, but a spontaneous, overwhelming counterattack by seven billion newly awakened, passionate "new humans."

From elderly people with white hair to children with innocent innocence, as long as they awakened their power and could still move, they picked up every "weapon" at hand.

They roared and charged at the Clone Starry Sky Beast that had just been slaughtering them!

Seven billion versus three million!

Despite their individual strength, the Clone Starry Sky Beast possess various bizarre superpowers and are incredibly tough.

But faced with an absolute numerical disadvantage and a sudden awakening of power, the situation instantly reversed!

In Tokyo, hundreds of ordinary people who had just awakened their powers—capable of flipping cars with their bare hands and possessing incredible speed—overwhelmed a giant lizard monster that spewed acid with sheer numbers, punching and kicking it until it was beaten to death.

In New York, dozens of "Esper" who can control fire, ice, and lightning team up for a long-range bombardment.

They shot a flying monster down from the sky, then overwhelmed and torn to pieces by the surging, incredibly strong crowd below.

In Paris, a group of "tanks" whose bodies can metalize or petrify stand at the front, drawing the monsters' fire.

Countless "archers" behind them hurled stones and steel bars imbued with faint supernatural powers, smashing the relatively slow-moving rock giant monster into countless holes.

The roars of monsters, the shouts of humans, the booming of supernatural powers, the sounds of collapsing buildings... all intertwine to create a chaotic yet exhilarating symphony of Earth's counterattack!

Three million Clone Starry Sky Beast —that seems like a lot.

However, when dispersed around the world, especially in some densely populated large cities, the number is actually limited.

Faced with seven billion newly awakened, fearless, and constantly learning and improving their abilities in battle, they were like water droplets thrown into a boiling oil pan, quickly "evaporated" and "digested"!

What's even more ridiculous is that, because there were too many awakened humans and a relatively limited number of monsters released, a situation of "too many monks and too little porridge" quickly emerged.

"Hey, that one over there with wings, I saw it first, don't try to take it."

"Whoever takes it down gets to do it; it's all about skill."

"Damn, this burrowing one is mine, you guys go somewhere else."

"Captain, another one has spawned over there, let's form a group quickly."

"That big guy over there has high defense; brothers who need armor penetration skills, come over here."

Treatment? Give me a sip of milk.

Familiar yet unfamiliar shouts echoed around the world.

This life-or-death battle concerning the survival of the race has, in a very short time, turned into a global, heated "monster-grabbing" war because there are too many human "players" and the "monster" respawn rate (deployment rate) cannot keep up!

It evokes a strong sense of nostalgia for old online games, where there were more players than monsters in the Novice Village, and everyone was scrambling to kill monsters and level up.

In their struggle for the "right to kill" a monster, different groups nearly clashed, glaring at each other and arguing, almost shouting "PK!" or "Red Team!"

Of course, faced with a common external enemy, this tendency toward "internal strife" was quickly suppressed by reason.

But that absurd yet passionate atmosphere permeated the entire battlefield of Earth.

Alien flagship, bridge.

Lawrence, the deputy, stood in front of the huge observation screen, his relaxed expression, which had been one of data recording and evaluation, had long since vanished.

Instead, there was extreme shock, bewilderment, and a barely perceptible sense of panic.

On the screen, the image of the Clone Starry Sky Beast slaughtering Earth's "insects" was no longer displayed.

Instead, it was a scene of countless Earthlings, their bodies shimmering with various colors, like a swarm of frenzied ants, attacking, tearing apart, and destroying his carefully cultivated "MK-III" Clone Starry Sky Beast in all sorts of inconceivable ways.

Those carbon-based life forms that he thought should be fragile were now bursting with astonishing power, speed, and bizarre ways of using energy.

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