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

72: Chapter 72 Mythical Revival? Then let’s speed things up!Soon, without Su Yun needing to remind them, everyone else in the command room also noticed the abnormality.

Through the ’God’s perspective’ transmitted by the heroes on the front lines, everyone could clearly see that the sky over the western coast of Europe seemed to have been violently torn open by a pair of invisible giant hands.

Inside the rift, there were no sanity-shattering tentacles or chunks of flesh, but rather a sense of excessive, sanctified cleanliness.

Countless auras intertwined and spun, yet they held no warmth whatsoever. Pale wings blotted out the sun and the sky, and even the patterns on the feathers carried a cold, hard texture like metal.

The giant gate suspended at the end of the radiance had its crack slightly ajar, leaking an aura that caused electronic instruments thousands of kilometers away to start displaying garbled codes wildly.

And that wasn’t all.

”Alert! Global psionic energy monitoring indices have significantly increased!”

”The massive light gate suspended over the Atlantic Ocean is not an isolated case. Northern Europe, Greece, South Asia... anomalies are appearing everywhere!”

The operator’s voice was urgent.

The images on the large screen began to switch frantically.

In the direction of Northern Europe, the polar night was replaced by eternal aurora. The shadow of a giant tree, though illusory, was vast enough to pierce heaven and earth, rooting itself inexplicably in the frozen soil.

Its roots forcefully crushed the foundations of modern cities, and its branches and leaves plunged into the Void Realm; every single leaf seemed to support a broken world.

Above the ruins of Mount Olympus in Greece, the previously clear sky was instantly filled with thunder. These lightning bolts were not the natural blue-white but possessed a noble purple-gold hue.

A majestic palace phantom slowly pressed down from the thunderous sea, and a breath heavy as muffled thunder drifted from the clouds, as if an unspeakable giant was parting the clouds, peering down at the panicked ants on the ground with a playful gaze.

Shifting the view south, the waters of the Indian Ocean began to boil. The color rapidly changed from deep blue to a strange milky white, as if heaven and earth had become a giant blender, re-enacting the legendary scene of ’Churning the Sea of Milk’.

Amidst the rolling waves, the phantoms of several giant serpents with dozens of arms flashed beneath the sea surface, stirring up vortices large enough to swallow an aircraft carrier fleet.

And on the banks of the Nile River, the thousand-year-silent tip of the pyramid suddenly overflowed with crimson liquid. Blood flowed down the structure, quickly gathering into a lake.

Mummies, long since dried out, broke through the glass cases in museums and, with stiff yet uniform steps, knelt in worship toward the blood lake, emitting roars of unknown meaning.

Even in Dongying, closest to Longxia Country, the giant red Torii gate of Takamagahara manifested within the mist.

The phantoms of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons no longer hid in dark corners but swaggered through the neon ruins of Tokyo, treating living people as a buffet.

”These phenomena are extraordinary... They don’t look like a simple monster invasion; it’s more like the myths themselves are reviving,” Su Yun frowned.

Long Yi’s gaze swept over the images one by one, his expression heavier than ever before.

”These things... have already exceeded the scope that conventional dungeons can cover,” Long Yi stated heavily. ”Whether what emerges from them is a God or something else, Blue Star is likely facing another reshuffling.”

”Chief.”

Qin Shuangyue suddenly spoke up. She held the spectral data that had just been analyzed, and a hint of contemplation touched her ice-cold face. ”These ’Mythical Landmarks’ are currently still in a ’semi-projection’ state. It’s like two overlapping layers trying to merge. They are searching for anchor points.”

”Anchor points?” Long Yi turned to look at her.

”Yes, to anchor reality and overwrite the rules.” Qin Shuangyue pointed to the energy fluctuation curve on the screen. ”The good news is that these dungeons have not fully descended yet; complete materialization requires a massive energy tide. We still have time.”

Before her words could fade, a sudden change occurred within the borders of Longxia Country.

A ’crack’ suddenly sounded deep within the Kunlun Mountains.

Although the sound was not violent, every single person in Longxia Country heard a low, desolate sound of breaking deep within their Souls.

The screens in the command hall instantly switched to the depths of the Kunlun Mountains.

Above the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, perpetually covered in snow, the wind and snow abruptly stopped. The phantom of an ancient Divine Mountain—broken, incomplete, yet emanating an eternal aura—suddenly manifested.

It was not as ostentatious as the World Tree in Northern Europe, nor as lavishly ornate as the divine palace of Olympus. It was simply a mountain—a mountain whose spine had been snapped, half of it missing, yet it still stubbornly propped up heaven and earth, refusing to bow.

Buzhou Mountain.

With the appearance of this phantom, the Golden Dragon residing above the national destiny of Longxia Country seemed to receive an ancient summons. It manifested its colossal body, churning in the sea of clouds, and let out a soaring Dragon roar that echoed across the Nine Provinces.

Roar—!

Simultaneously, Su Yun fiercely clutched his chest. He felt the professional tree belonging to the Nation-Guarding Shaman within him vibrating madly, its branches and leaves rustling.

That sensation wasn’t fear, but a kind of... hunger emanating from the depths of his Soul?

No, it was a craving.

It was like a wandering traveler seeing the cooking smoke from his hometown.

Buzhou Mountain was not an external invader; it was the awakening of the will of this land itself. It yearned to be repaired, to be whole, to prop up this sky once more.

In the hall, everyone was stunned into silence by the magnificent scene.

Only now did they truly realize that the so-called doomsday calamities before were merely a warm-up.

Now, the real show was beginning.

Mythical Revival!

It’s just that... at this moment.

A hidden worry surfaced in everyone’s mind:

If gods truly walked out of mythology, where would they, mere Mortals, go?

After a long pause.

Long Yi suddenly slammed the table, startling everyone.

”Everyone, there is no time for hesitation!”

”Regardless of whether Gods arrive, or which deities show up, we have lived on this Blue Star for thousands of years. There is no reason to hand over the property deeds!”

The old man turned around, facing the generals behind him. The iron-blooded Killing Intent that belonged to a soldier was now unleashed without reservation.

”Issue the order! All frontline troops, accelerate your advance!”

”Referendum? There’s no time for tedious paperwork!” Long Yi’s voice was sonorous and powerful. ”As long as they are alive and do not object, they are automatically considered to have agreed to join the Longxia Federation! Plant our flag on every inch of land where it can be planted! Before these monstrous spirits fully descend, I want to turn the entire world into Longxia’s home ground!”

”Prepare for war! This is not a rescue; this is fighting for the last living space for the Human Race in this era where gods and demons run rampant!”