# 1921
Chapter 1921
Chapter 1914: Panic
Vishnu was feeling very depressed.
He was a Supreme God, yet he had no dignity whatsoever in front of the three Pillars of the Cthulhu Faction... No, to be precise, he had some dignity before the Key to the Gate—at least that one treated him as an ally. But Chaos clearly saw him as a toy to be summoned and dismissed at will.
He had only glanced at Chaos a few times, and that being immediately snapped its fingers, ordering him to serve as the vanguard and clear the麻烦 for them in Great Xia.
He still remembered clearly how Chaos had smiled and patted him on the shoulder at the time, saying:
"How about this—you go kill the Great Xia Sword Immortal, how about that?"
"..."
When the Cthulhu Faction's nest had been shattered by Zhou Ping's single sword strike, Vishnu had witnessed the entire event from nearby. He knew in his heart that if that strike had landed on him, he probably wouldn't have survived... Asking him to kill Zhou Ping?
Setting aside how he was supposed to break through Great Xia's layers of encirclement to reach Zhou Ping, the other man would just casually swing a sword, and Vishnu would be decapitated. How was he supposed to kill someone like that?
After Vishnu declined, Chaos spoke again:
"Then go kill all of Great Xia's forces except for Zhou Ping. That should be doable, right?"
"...This, I'm afraid I also cannot do."
If he alone could wipe out Great Xia! Then why had all those previous god realms expended so much effort? Were they fighting air?!
So many god realms had surrounded and attacked Great Xia before, yet they couldn't completely eliminate them. Now Great Xia's combined combat power was even stronger than back then. What did he have to fight with? Setting aside Zhou Ping, who could kill him with a single sword, even the Night Goddess Nyx was someone he couldn't defeat head-on, let alone that group around Lin Qiye.
The smile on Chaos's face gradually faded. It carefully studied Vishnu, squinting its eyes, and spoke calmly:
"Then... go kill half of Great Xia's population."
This time, Chaos didn't use a question... This wasn't an inquiry—it was an order.
Under Chaos's overwhelming pressure, Vishnu had no choice. Fortunately, later Chaos transferred a group of people from the Black Goat for him to command, which gave him some peace of mind.
This Chaos Dragon Leviathan, corrupted by the Black Goat, could be considered a peak-level combatant. Plus the ten Chief Gods behind him—if the goal was merely to slaughter ordinary people, it might actually be possible to accomplish...
That said, he always felt like he was being used as a gun, which made him very unhappy...
So when Vishnu had just seen Shen Qingzhu, he had no interest in attacking at all. Although with his strength, killing one human Chief God wouldn't be difficult, his objective was to slaughter Great Xia's population. There was no need to waste energy here.
"Slaying the population... Hmph." A cold glint flashed in Vishnu's eyes. The wings of the Leviathan beneath him fluttered again, countless storms erupted from nothing, and his form swiftly vanished into the horizon.
Shen Qingzhu watched their departing silhouettes, his expression somewhat grave.
"We need to hurry."
"Were those all gods up there?" the reporter asked tentatively. "Are they... are they heading to Great Xia?"
"Those monsters... How can we possibly deal with them?" One of the exploration team members had already been completely scared out of his wits. He trembled as he spoke, "We can't win, definitely can't win..."
"Shut your damn mouth!" The reporter turned around and cursed scathingly. "What are you saying? Are you already scared witless? Did you not see those god corpses on the Sunken Dragon Base? With them here, how could Great Xia possibly lose?"
Shen Qingzhu glanced at the reporter, a hint of approval flickering in his eyes.
The facts proved this reporter's mind was still quite sharp... After all, this was a national live broadcast. Any demoralizing words reaching the public would cause massive panic. Before these gods even invaded Great Xia, they would be in chaos themselves.
External enemies and internal troubles... The situation would only grow worse.
But the reporter's words had, based on all currently known intelligence, given every viewer a shot of confidence, diluting the fear evoked by that massive dragon.
"Rest easy." Shen Qingzhu spoke calmly. "With us here... they won't make any waves."
Those six massive gray wings retracted into his body, the deep crimson cloak fluttering in the wind. After he spoke those words calmly, the livestream comments exploded. Countless viewers, as if they'd been injected with stimulants, frantically repeated that same sentence.
Shen Qingzhu's composure and霸气 granted them unprecedented confidence. Somehow, just seeing Shen Qingzhu made them feel an inexplicable sense of safety...
Of course, not everyone felt this way.
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"Ow!"
On a busy street, a woman slammed on the brakes. Zhao Zhengbin, who had been fully absorbed in watching the livestream, lurched forward, nearly slamming into the windshield.
"Mom, what's wrong?" he asked, looking up.
"What's this car doing? Sudden brake?"
"There seems to be an accident ahead..."
Zhao Zhengbin rolled down his window and stuck his head out. He saw several cars had collided on the road ahead, completely blocking the street. Behind them, honking horns echoed endlessly under the sky.
"We won't be able to move for a while... Let's wait for traffic police to handle it." Zhao Zhengbin sighed and returned to the car.
Just then, the car door in front of them suddenly opened. A woman carrying a child hastily got out and ran along the line of stopped cars toward the back, abandoning the still-running vehicle right there, her expression full of terror.
At first, others were confused and cursed at her for being crazy. But when the second person abandoning their car appeared, their expressions changed.
"What's going on? Why are they running?"
"I don't know." Zhao Zhengbin was also puzzled. "Could it be because of the livestream? Let me check..."
He switched the livestream to the background and opened the trending topics, only to find that the top trending topic on every social platform was footage from the livestream, along with netizens' speculations about the gods invading Earth.
He scrolled carefully through the posts. Most people who had actually watched the livestream weren't scared at all—they were even very excited, wanting to watch an exciting battle of gods... But some people who hadn't watched the livestream hadn't heard Shen Qingzhu's words. Every line of their posts radiated terror and anxiety.
"Is this real? Is the apocalypse coming?"
"Look at how hot this topic is—this really doesn't seem fake... Help, should we hide in some basement?"
"I was wondering why there were so many planes flying in the sky today, so something really is about to happen!"
"I can't do this anymore, I need to go home and hide. Whatever happens, I'm not coming out!!"
"..."
Posts like these had already occupied half of the trending topics. Seeing this, Zhao Zhengbin finally understood why those few people had abandoned their cars and fled...
As a few people fled in panic, others who saw this didn't know what was happening, but the atmosphere of fear spread wildly through the air. Watching more and more people abandon their vehicles and leave, they gritted their teeth, stopped their cars regardless of anything else, opened the doors, and turned to run in the opposite direction!