Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 175 – All Commit Suicide!

On the high plateau where the cold wind howled, the air seemed to freeze.

That soft, sweet-sounding question, “Which military district of Blue Star is this?” was like a clap of thunder, exploding in the minds of Chen Mo and several thousand soldiers.

This was… the language of the Dragon Kingdom?

Perfectly enunciated Dragon Kingdom language, even with a hint of a southern accent?

The veins on the back of Chen Mo’s hand, which was gripping the communicator, bulged. He stared intently at the seemingly harmless fox-kin girl on the screen, his throat tight and dry.

It wasn’t strange for Demonic Creatures to speak, but for a Demonic Creature to speak the Dragon Kingdom language?

This was just too absurd.

“All units… remain on high alert.” Chen Mo’s voice trembled slightly, but he quickly composed himself. He switched on the amplification system, and his voice boomed through the massive speakers across the entire defensive zone. “This is the Western Sichuan Plateau Defense Base. I am Commander Chen Mo. Who… are you?”

Lin Fan stood at the very front of the twenty thousand Demonic Creatures. Behind her was a dark, oppressive tide of monsters, drooling and restless; before her were countless black muzzles of cannons.

She gently tidied her long hair, which had been ruffled by the wind. The timid smile on her lips vanished completely in that instant.

In its place was a heart-palpitating indifference.

Within her originally amber eyes, it was as if some ancient and noble will was awakening.

“Commander Chen Mo.”

Lin Fan’s voice was no longer soft and sweet. Instead, it resounded directly in Chen Mo’s mind via Mental Strength—cold, majestic, and carrying an unquestionable sense of pressure.

“Tell your men to lower their guns. I don’t like being pointed at.”

Chen Mo’s expression changed. “You…”

“Roar—!”

The horde of Demonic Creatures behind Lin Fan seemed to sense the fluctuation of Mental Strength and instinctively began to stir. A few giant lizards with long tusks even tried to charge past Lin Fan.

The soldiers on the city wall instantly tightened their fingers on their triggers.

“Noisy.”

Lin Fan frowned slightly, not even turning her head.

She simply raised her right hand and snapped her slender fingers crisply in the air.

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Snap.

The next second, an invisible wave swept out from her in a fan shape, surging backward.

This wasn’t a pure Mental Strength attack, but a form of pressure from a superior being, originating from the depths of her Bloodline.

Although Su Rou’s physical constitution was only over eight hundred, what flowed in this body was the incomplete Nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline.

To these low-level Demonic Creatures, which had no intelligence and acted purely on instinct, the mental charm of a Nine-tailed celestial fox was a completely overwhelming attack.

Lin Fan was surprised to find that her main body’s vast, ocean-like level-six Mental Strength was far less effective at controlling these low-level Demonic Creatures than Su Rou’s level-five body.

Even at full power, her main body could control a few thousand at most, yet Su Rou’s Skin, enhanced by the Nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline, could completely control these twenty thousand Demonic Creatures.

Every trade has its master, indeed.

She was looking forward to the complete Nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline more and more.

As the sound of the snap faded, a scene that everyone present would remember for the rest of their lives occurred.

The twenty thousand Demonic Creatures, originally ferocious, brutal, and knowing only how to tear everything apart, seemed to have had their spines ripped out. In an instant, they all knelt down in unison.

Whether it was a three-meter-tall giant lizard or a soft-bodied monster covered in tentacles, all of them prostrated themselves on the ground, their heads pressed firmly against the earth, their bodies trembling violently, not daring to even let out a whimper.

Twenty thousand Demonic Creatures, bowing in submission.

The entire plateau defense zone fell into absolute silence.

Only the wind howled.

Old Zhao on the city wall gaped, his rifle nearly falling from his hands.

In the command room, Chen Mo shot to his feet so abruptly that his chair clattered to the floor with a loud bang, but he paid it no mind.

What kind of technique was this?

What kind of power was this?

Even the rumored level-six white-haired goddess from Demon City probably couldn’t make twenty thousand frenzied Demonic Creatures kneel in an instant with just a snap of her fingers!

“Now, can we talk?”

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Lin Fan lowered her hand, her gaze piercing through the several hundred meters of distance to stare directly at the glass window of the command room, as if she could see Chen Mo’s utterly horrified face.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the tempest raging in his heart.

He knew he had no choice.

If this fox-kin girl wished it, she could make these twenty thousand Demonic Creatures launch a suicide charge at any moment. Or perhaps… she herself was an existence more terrifying than twenty thousand Demonic Creatures.

“What do you want to talk about?” Chen Mo asked in a deep voice.

“Let me introduce myself.”

Lin Fan lifted the hem of her skirt and took an elegant step forward. Despite her non-human appearance, she carried herself with the etiquette of a human noble.

“My name is Su Rou.”

It was a name as ordinary as could be.

But at this moment, to Chen Mo’s ears, it was louder than the name of any demon god.

“I don’t care who you are, or where you come from,” Chen Mo’s voice broadcasted. “If you come with good intentions, the Western Sichuan Base welcomes you. But if you intend to…”

“Spare me the diplomatic rhetoric, Commander Chen.”

Lin Fan cut him off, her tone as casual as if she were discussing the weather.

“On the other side of this Rift is Azurewood City of the Dragon Spirit Continent. In the near future, that will be my territory.”

“I came here to give you a great gift, and also to make a deal.”

Chen Mo’s brow furrowed. “What deal?”

Lin Fan held up two fingers.

“First, starting today, this Rift will be under my control. Your Western Sichuan Military Region can retire early, or go reinforce other defensive lines.”

As soon as this condition was stated, everyone in the command room held their breath.

If this was true, it was absolutely wonderful news for the Blue Star Federation, whose forces were stretched thin!

“Second,” Lin Fan’s finger pointed at the dense army of Demonic Creatures behind her, “I can also help you dispose of these twenty thousand Demonic Creatures. But I have one condition.”

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She paused, a sharp glint in her amber eyes.

“These twenty thousand Crystals are all mine.”

Chen Mo was stunned.

He had considered that she might demand territory, resources, or even humans as slaves.

But he had never imagined that what she wanted was… Crystals?

Although Crystals were strategic resources, compared to the safety of the entire defensive zone, even a fool knew which was more important than the Crystals of twenty thousand low-level Demonic Creatures.

This was especially true for level-one primary Crystals, which were of little use here. A Chosen One would awaken at level two or higher, so low-level Crystals offered limited improvement to the base.

“That’s it?” Chen Mo asked subconsciously.

“That’s it,” Lin Fan nodded.

Chen Mo was silent for a moment.

This sounded like a scam.

It was too good a deal.

So good that he couldn’t believe it.

“Why should I trust you?” Chen Mo asked. “What if you take the goods and don’t keep your word?”

Lin Fan smiled.

The smile bloomed on her exquisitely beautiful foxy face, carrying a breathtaking charm, yet it was also bone-chillingly cold.

“Commander Chen, you’ve misunderstood one thing.”

She tilted her head slightly, and the nine illusory fox tails behind her flickered in and out of existence in the air.

“I’m not negotiating with you.”

“I’m informing you.”

The moment her voice fell.

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The light in Lin Fan’s eyes suddenly flared.

“All of you, kill yourselves.”

Four simple words, transmitted via Mental Strength, instantly covered the entire horde of Demonic Creatures.

The next second.

Thwip! Thwip! Thwip!

The scalp-numbing sound of sharp blades sinking into flesh rang out like a dense shower of rain.

Under the horrified gazes of several thousand soldiers.

The twenty thousand prostrated Demonic Creatures simultaneously raised their own claws or opened their fanged maws, viciously stabbing into their own hearts or biting through their own throats.

No hesitation.

No resistance.

It was as if puppets had had their strings cut.

Blood instantly stained the earth red, and the thick stench of gore soared into the sky.

In just three seconds.

Twenty thousand Demonic Creatures were all dead.

Their corpses littered the field.

And the petite fox-kin girl stood before the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, her skirt unstained by a single drop.

She looked up at the now completely speechless Chen Mo, the same harmless smile still on her face.

“You see, if I wanted to attack the city, I wouldn’t need to go to such trouble.”

“Now, can you help me clean up the battlefield?”

“My time is very precious. I still have to go to Demon City.”