First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

The Three Talents Altar Formation was on the verge of collapse.

Lu Ding charged forward again, filled with fierce momentum.

Sato Takashi dared not retreat now, nor could he afford to lose at this moment.

If he retreated now, leaving the nine-meter-high magic altar, without him, the Three Talents Altar Formation would lose its core and collapse instantly.

At that point, there would be almost no chance of regrouping.

The Great Han side wasn’t foolish—they would never give him that opportunity.

If they lost now, the subsequent plans would be affected.

Pull one hair, and the whole body moves.

He couldn’t bear the consequences either.

There was no way!! To stabilize the formation, lives must be sacrificed.

Fortunately, enough backup was left. As long as the hole didn’t become a tunnel, he wouldn’t be held responsible!

His goal was merely to buy time, not to completely stop Great Han on this battlefield.

That would be giving him too much credit.

With Sato Takashi’s loud command, the prepared Qi Refiners from Tai Island, Zhenla, and Hetu charged forward fearlessly.

Under the veil of battle intent, everyone was already bloodthirsty and relentless.

Based on the outcomes of various battles in the west, even if fighting was fierce, once the overall casualty rate exceeded thirty percent, the army would collapse.

Qi Refiners weren’t ordinary people, but since Qi Refiners originated from ordinary humans, this statistic applied to them as well.

However, it didn’t seem to apply to Great Han!

This was the early stage of a national war.

A large number of participants were involved, so the current casualties were just a drop in the ocean, a tiny speck in the vast sea.

The vast sea area turned into an unfathomable abyss, crazily devouring the slowly sinking flesh, blood, and broken limbs on the battlefield!

Lu Ding’s hundred-meter-tall body stood with head to sky and feet on earth, wielding spells and techniques, recklessly slaughtering.

Watching the enemy troops keep throwing themselves to their deaths, constantly trying to block his charge toward Sato Takashi’s nine-meter-high altar.

Lu Ding’s heart flared with some anger.

Step on ants too much, and even you’ll get annoyed!

Besides, his expectations had been dashed.

So far, he had killed so many enemy Qi Refiners, but looking at their humanoid illusions, not a single genuine demon had appeared.

“Boring!!!”

Lu Ding’s voice rang out, his expression growing more brutal.

“Not afraid of death? Then I’ll burn you all to death! A bunch of trash, daring to charge at me!?”

He raised his hand, forming seals, Eight Trigram Finger technique activated.

He took a deep breath and summoned the Torment Flame of Sin.

The divine might of three hundred meters shook.

The Sin Dragon inside his body drove the spiritual energy to flow wildly.

Seeing a small gap left in the middle of the Eight Trigram Finger, Lu Ding raised his hand to his mouth, gathering spiritual energy in his chest.

Then he spat it out.

Whoosh!!!!

A fierce wind swept past, and the blazing flames scorched the sky.

The thick Torment Flame of Sin, accompanied by extreme heat, ignited a group of charging enemy Qi Refiners.

Once touched, it meant burning skin, flesh, and bones until death.

Screams of agony rose repeatedly.

“Ah!!! It hurts so much! Help me! Save me!!!”

“Water! Water! Quickly put out the fire with water!!!”

“No use!!! Water doesn’t work!!! Ah! Despicable Great Han people!!!”

Seeing this scene, Lu Ding’s arrogant and wild laughter echoed through the heavens and earth.

“A bunch of trash, come, fight me!!”

The Torment Flame of Sin was terrifying on its own; once touched, it burned to death.

Water to extinguish it?

Even if you dunk it underwater, it wouldn’t go out.

Moreover, Lu Ding was now in the Dharma Form state, casting the Torment Flame of Sin with precise seals.

To deal with trash, fire was the answer—watching them emit thick black smoke and foul odors, turning to ashes in the flames.

Pain and death were their ultimate fate.

Since the main battlefield was already locked, who would use gentle methods? Whatever was ruthless, just do it ruthlessly!

Lu Ding’s performance truly shocked the Heavenly Perception cultivators watching the battle scene in the command room, Sato Takashi atop the enemy’s high altar, and the friendly forces who had retreated from the cleared area earlier.

The old drummer saw this scene.

His smile grew wider and wider.

The drumbeat resumed: “Today is our home turf! Don’t let the 749 Bureau investigators steal our thunder!!!”

“Those who die in battle get ancestral tablets and family tribute!”

“Those who survive get live offerings and merit rewards when we return!”

“Damn it, kill him!!!”

Once the old man gave the order, the Qi Refiners on our side, originally stunned by Lu Ding’s display, snapped back immediately.

They charged toward other battlefields outside Battlefield One.

Now, they were truly bloodthirsty!

Ancestral tablets and live offerings—these eight words drove people completely mad!!!

Lu Ding turned back and saw the old man beating the drum with all his might.

Well then.

Was he going to compete with him to see who could kill more?

Fine!

With a wave of his hand, the sword finger struck, bringing the Way of the Jinche technique, slicing apart the enemy Qi Refiners still screaming from touching the Torment Flame of Sin on Battlefield One.

Amid flying blood and flesh, Lu Ding pointed his finger at Sato Takashi on the nine-meter-high altar.

He beckoned with his hand: “Come.”

Lu Ding’s voice was indifferent but full of disdain.

That feeling of not even putting him in his eyes caused a slight shift in Sato Takashi’s mentality!

Who wasn’t a genius?

Since he could stand here today, it meant that he, Sato Takashi, was not some clay figure!

“If heaven wishes him to perish, it will first drive him mad. Lu Ding, today I will take you down!!”

Sato Takashi formed seals in his hand.

Nearby on Battlefield Three, the rampaging Great Heavenly Dog’s eyes went blank.

It turned around and faced Lu Ding.

Pushing away the attacking Great Han Qi Refiners, it jogged quickly toward Lu Ding!

Its ten-meter-tall body gradually cracked open, blood flowing freely as it grew taller and taller!

Fifty meters, eighty meters, finally one hundred meters tall.

That was the berserk power gained by burning life as the price as a medium.

Somewhat in the shape of a Great Heavenly Dog.

A hundred-meter-tall figure, wings on its back, a fiery red foul face with a huge nose.

It looked rather disgusting.

Sato Takashi continued forming seals.

A willing Tai Island Qi Refiner jumped out, transforming into a hundred-meter-tall strange monk with one green eye and huge feet.

This was the Green Monk!!

Looking further, Oni, Snow Woman, Banruo—one by one, massive monstrous figures appeared and charged forward.

Filled with overwhelming ferocity.

They looked arrogant and invincible.

Releasing just one would be enough to wreak havoc in an area.

But unfortunately, they met Lu Ding.

A hundred-meter body?

Only one-third of Lu Ding’s size.

The divine deity coiled by the Sin Dragon stepped forward.

The Great Heavenly Dog that first charged at him had already arrived in front.

Holding a round fan, it swept with burning flames.

In an instant, the flames dispersed, and a huge palm reached out from the fire.

The Heaven-Earth Sundering Hands were unstoppable.

It grabbed the Great Heavenly Dog’s head, lifted it up, twisted! Pulled!

Blood sprayed.

“Trash!!!”

Stepping forward again!

The Green Monk shook his hundred-meter body and ran over, leaping high.

His huge green foot grew even bigger against the wind and slammed down hard.

Lu Ding raised his hand to catch, firmly grabbing the ankle.

With a violent motion, he smashed it onto the water surface.

Bang!!!!

The terrifying force transmitted downward, shaking the entire sea area.

The Green Monk’s somewhat bulky body twisted from the impact.

Lu Ding lifted it up, a sinister smile on his face as he tore it in half.

The arrogant, extreme voice followed: “Waste!!!”