The Spell's Range Covers the Entire Territory of China? Hand It Over to the Nation

27: Chapter 27 The Golden Great Wall That Suppresses the Nation’s Fate!At the same time.

The initially pitch-black live broadcast screen suddenly flickered twice.

Sizzle... Sizzle...

The signal was extremely unstable, the picture jumping wildly, accompanied by the noisy sound of electrical current.

But these few flickers caused the hearts of hundreds of millions of netizens, who were already preparing to close the webpage, to skip a beat.

[It’s lit up! The screen is lit up!]

[Holy crap! We have a picture!]

[Is it a ghost coming back to life? Or a replay?]

As the signal gradually stabilized, the blurry picture began to clear up.

It was not the devastation everyone expected.

Nor were there the expected severed limbs and ruined steel.

What entered the eyes of global viewers was a miracle—one that they, their next generation, and the generation after that would never forget.

It was a wall.

A wall.

A magnificent, ancient, and solemn giant wall stretching across the sea and sky, emitting a faint golden light!

It was not made of physical bricks and stones, but woven from countless intricate golden runes. It was illusory yet solid, carrying the profound weight of accumulated time.

It stood suspended in mid-air above the raging sea, winding and coiling like a giant golden Dragon, tightly cradling the ”poseidon” and the ”Zhenhai” behind it, along with the surrounding waters.

Outside the wall was Hell.

Raging shockwaves, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of seawater mixed with crimson magma, slammed against this golden barrier like madness.

The energy of every impact was enough to destroy a city.

Red firelight stained half the sky.

However,

Inside the wall was Heaven.

No matter the raging waves or the earth-shattering turmoil outside, this golden city wall remained completely unmoved.

Not even a slight tremor was detected.

The terrifying shockwaves struck the golden light as if an ant were trying to shake a tree; they only stirred up circles of splendid golden ripples, failing to advance even half a step!

Two worlds separated by a single wall.

That extreme visual contrast was breathtakingly beautiful and unreasonably powerful.

”Qin’s moon shines on Han’s pass, ten thousand miles of long march, yet no one returns.”

In a trance, everyone seemed to hear this ancient, low murmur in their ears.

That was not a poem; it was the protective totem etched into the bones of the Chinese nation.

The Great Wall.

The Great Wall!

Although its form had changed, although its material had changed, that will to ”repel the enemy outside the nation’s gates,” that dominance of ”not letting the barbarian horses cross the Yin Mountains”—besides the Great Wall, nothing else in this world could possess such divine charm!

[Holy crap!!!!!!!!!]

[The Great Wall! It’s the Great Wall! I’m crying buckets!]

[Is this the work of the big shot again? Manifesting the Great Wall? Isn’t this too romantic!]

[Even if the outside is devastating, my front door is always open, but you just can’t get in! This is what security feels like!]

[I kneel! I truly kneel! I dare anyone else! Who else can remain completely unharmed under this nuclear explosion-like power!]

The barrage that was just showing candles instantly turned into a screen full of red exclamation marks.

A sense of national pride originating from the depths of the Soul erupted completely at this moment.

Look!

That is our backbone!

That is the reason we have stood tall for thousands of years!

...

The camera began to zoom in.

Passing through the golden light screen, the view shifted to the deck of the ”poseidon.”

The air here was fresh, and the sea breeze even carried a hint of gentleness.

Those Eagle Federation soldiers, frozen in mid-air, maintained their previous postures, but now, the expression on their faces was no longer fear, but blankness.

A blankness resulting from their worldview being repeatedly crushed and finally ground into dust.

Lin Weiguo stood at the very front of the deck.

The old Commander was bowing his head, quite displeased, dusting off nonexistent specks of dust from his sleeves.

The earth-shattering explosion just now hadn’t injured him, nor had it even ruffled his hairstyle.

He looked up, seemingly sensing the signal recovery, and flashed a wide, toothy grin at the camera.

At this moment, behind him was a background worthy of a world-famous painting:

Above, the devastating red lotus of fire and towering giant waves;

Below, the phantom of the Great Wall, flowing with golden light, steady as Mount Tai.

And he stood in the center of the deck, hands behind his back, with an expression of utter calm, as if he were merely strolling in his own backyard.

”Ahem, well...”

Lin Weiguo cleared his throat, and his voice, transmitted through the restored audio signal, clearly reached the entire world.

”The signal was poor just now, making everyone worry.”

”Actually, it was nothing major, just slightly rough waves. But everyone rest assured, our courtyard wall...”

He reached out and patted the non-existent air wall beside him, ”...is quite sturdy.”

Versailles.

This was top-tier Versailles!

Global viewers looked at the terrifying energy frantically clawing at the barrier outside, then looked at Old Lin’s nonchalant expression. Their mouths twitched; they wanted to laugh but also wanted to cry.

He calls this slightly rough waves?

You call this waves? This is a natural disaster, okay!

At this moment, Lin Weiguo turned sideways, allowing the camera to focus on the specially made cage next to him.

Inside the cage, General George was still bound in a bizarre ’big’ shape, but due to the loosening of some force, his head could move now.

He stared blankly at the golden Great Wall blocking everything, his entire being in a state of utter dejection.

He muttered, ”Why, why can it even block such a terrifying explosion? Are these truly the methods of the gods?”

The meticulously planned dead end had been easily resolved, and two attempts at mutual destruction had turned into a joke. Heavens above, how cruel fate was to him.

It was worth mentioning that his crotch was noticeably soaked with a large patch of yellow liquid, which dripped down his pant leg and pooled into a conspicuous wet stain on the deck.

Lin Weiguo pinched his nose in disgust and spread his hands helplessly toward the camera.

”Also, please relay a message to the family members on the Eagle Federation side.”

”Your General George is in good health, and his mood... well, it’s relatively stable.”

”It’s just that he was scared into wetting his pants by this ’little wave’ just now. When you send people over later, remember to bring dry-cleaning fees. We don’t keep idlers on the Zhenhai, nor are we responsible for washing filthy clothes like this.”

As his words fell.

Billions of global viewers, after a moment of stunned silence, erupted in laughter loud enough to shake the roof.

[Hahahaha! That’s savage! Commander Lin, you really know how to deliver the finishing blow!]

[Dry-cleaning fees! What the Hell are dry-cleaning fees! George is finished for this lifetime; this is a public humiliation scene!]

[Weren’t the Western media just ’mourning’ earlier? Weren’t they saying we were annihilated? Come on, come out and take a walk! Let’s see who the real joke is!]

[This reversal is incredible! I declare this the most badass slap in the face in the history of human warfare!]

At the same time, some people saw that just moments ago, the White House spokesperson had released a video claiming to redeploy forces in the South China Sea to ”maintain regional stability.”

Netizens knew they were trying to take advantage of the situation, so they mocked them one after another:

[What does the Eagle Federation think? Are you still deploying forces?]

[@White House Spokesperson, Stop pretending to be dead! Send over whatever aircraft carriers you have left; we promise to entertain you well!]

[Hilarious! The Eagle Federation must have done this on purpose, just to stick their faces out for us to slap!]