I Can Transform Into a World-Destroying Colossal Beast-Chapter 33: War

"Only main combat members above Celestial Punishment Fourth Tier can take on missions. The missions for standby members are distributed based on their strength. Let me see..."

"The day after tomorrow, a large alien space will fully form. This mission will be led by a Celestial Punishment expert of the fourth tier for a sweep. You can go along to observe."

"The day after tomorrow, Tuesday... Alright." Hearing a fourth-tier expert would lead the team, Jiang Hou felt a little tempted.

The Black Armored Giant Ape, which evolved into an epic-level giant beast, also belonged to the fourth tier, undergoing qualitative changes in all aspects. He didn’t know how much it differed from the human fourth-tier Transcendent.

At this moment, Zong Zheng Nan Mo’s profile picture lit up.

"Jiang Hou, are you going to fight again?"

Jiang Hou: "I’m considering it, but I’ll have to wait two days. By the way, what are you doing now?"

"I’m at home today. The divination suggests it’s not suitable to go out. The past two days have shown excellent omens, rising to its peak and then declining. I have a hunch that if I step out of the house, unforeseen dangers await."

"That’s so unfortunate..." Jiang Hou could only shake his head at Zong Zheng Nan Mo’s divinations, where good predictions never came true, but bad ones always did.

Jiang Ruochan asked, "What unforeseen dangers?"

Jiang Hou explained, "Zong Zheng Nan Mo’s family practices Daoism. Ever since he awakened that day, his accuracy in fortune-telling, which was never accurate before, has now reached fifty percent."

"But unfortunately, the good predictions never come true, while the bad ones always do."

"A fifty percent accuracy rate, that’s interesting." Jiang Ruochan was somewhat surprised.

After a slight pause, Jiang Ruochan said, "Zong Zheng Nan Mo, I’ll have someone send you something later. Try to break through to the second tier in the next two days, otherwise, you keep holding back the club’s activities."

"...Ah, th-thank you, President." The surprise was so sudden that Zong Zheng Nan Mo didn’t react immediately.

Jiang Hou had a smile on his face. He had long noticed that Jiang Ruochan’s personal principles would fluctuate with her mood. If she was in a good mood, she would help you out; if not, there were rules in the Celestial Punishment Department.

This could be seen from the Yama Prison Demon Blade she gave him.

At this moment, Jiang Ruochan reminded, "As the president, I can only help you once. From now on, you’ll have to strive for the resources needed to improve your strength yourself."

"From the day you became Transcendents, it was destined that you’d face polluted monsters and ruins. This is fate, and you cannot escape it."

"Understood, President. I will always follow behind you, eliminating all ruins and monsters that threaten humanity, not retreating a single step." Zong Zheng Nan Mo immediately showed his loyalty.

...This guy, how did I not realize before how good he is at flattery?

"Jiang Hou, come out and look quickly!"

At this moment, Qin Siyu’s exclamation came from the living room. Jiang Hou, thinking something had happened, instantly dashed out in a blur, opening the door and rushing out: "What’s wrong?"

On the sofa, Qin Siyu pointed at the TV, a little nervous: "Look at the TV."

Jiang Hou looked up and saw that the Dragon City Channel 6, which was showing a variety show, had turned into news. The host’s tone was noticeably tense as they spoke.

"The Western Continent Alliance’s fifteen countries simultaneously announced they are deploying troops to Abudan and Kammon Country, vowing to take back the seized Ancient God remains and make the two countries pay the price."

"They also announced that this time, the coalition forces of the fifteen countries would be commanded by strongmen from the Demon Dragon Divine Hall. The commanders of the two coalition forces are named Kuang Chengping Rong and Rodriguez, respectively."

As the host spoke, the large screen behind them changed, displaying two individuals’ images.

One was a stern-looking blonde woman, relatively normal, but the other was a burly man with black scales on his cheeks and a sharp, fearsome gaze.

Even through the screen, Jiang Hou could faintly feel a certain pressure; this person was very terrifying!

What shocked Qin Siyu and the others was this person, whose face was covered in scales, making him look quite frightening, while the issue of war didn’t catch their attention.

"This time, the Western Continent Alliance’s coalition forces not only include modernized corps but have also declared the deployment of two Extraordinary Corps."

"These Transcendents are very frightening. Just ten minutes ago, the Western Continent Alliance released a video of these extraordinary strongmen at the international conference. Let’s take a look..."

As the host spoke, the screen behind them shifted to an aerial view of the sea, where two warships were separated by over a dozen nautical miles.

On one of the warships, there was a burst of fire, and two long-range missiles soared into the sky, making a turn several hundred meters high and speeding towards the opposite ship.

At this moment, on the other warship stood a brawny man about four meters tall, shirtless, with strange black patterns all over his body, shouting angrily.

Boom!

The bow of the warship dipped, and the brawny man became a blur, soaring into the sky. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he met the missiles, and in an instant, dazzling firelight exploded in the sky.

Meanwhile, the other missile was blocked mid-air by a young man with silver hair using one hand. The young man stood on virtual air, letting the missile’s tail emit scorching flames but unable to advance further.

At this moment, as the drone camera zoomed in, everyone saw the young man with silver hair showing a cold smile, his hand covered in scales, and squeezing forcefully.

Boom! The missile exploded, the firelight engulfing the young man with silver hair.

Soon, the fire in the air disappeared along with the scattered missile fragments, revealing the youth surrounded by silver light and the bare-chested, black-patterned brawny man standing in the sky.

The two men withstood the missiles, completely unharmed.

Qin Siyu’s mouth was slightly agape, somewhat incredulously pointing at the TV: "Jiang Hou, did those two just blow up the missiles, is that real!?"

Beside her, a girl with headphones around her neck was also shocked, covering her mouth and momentarily speechless.

"...It should be real." Jiang Hou slowly spoke, his expression grave.

He didn’t expect the official, concealed information about the Transcendents would be revealed to the world in this way, punching through missiles, walking on air, what tier level was this power?

And what kind of force was the Demon Dragon Divine Hall to be able to command an army of fifteen countries!

At this time, not only in Jiang Hou’s home, but the entire world was abuzz, with everyone’s discussions centered around Transcendents, missile deflection, and similar terms.

As for the war, due to the distance, apart from Abudan and Kammon, people in other countries didn’t really have a concept of it, including Qin Siyu.

After watching the news, Qin Siyu suddenly said, "Oh no, it’s already past eleven, and I haven’t cooked yet."

Just as Qin Siyu was about to head to the kitchen, she stopped, looking at Jiang Hou’s left hand wrapped in a white bandage: "Jiang Hou, what happened to your left hand?"

"Oh, I scraped it yesterday while practicing boxing, so I wrapped it in gauze." Jiang Hou said casually.

"Injured again, are you alright?" Qin Siyu frowned slightly.

A few days ago, Jiang Hou suddenly started wearing a glove on his left hand, claiming he accidentally fell, bruising the back of his hand and using the glove to cover it, and now he switched to gauze.

"It’s nothing, just a minor issue, boxing practitioners always get little injuries."

"Be careful next time."

"Got it."

Saying this, Jiang Hou glanced at the TV, which had switched back to a variety show, his eyes somber, having a premonition that the world was about to fall into chaos.