True Apocalypse Game

One of the most powerful fleets in the world, an aircraft carrier group capable of subjugating a small nation, was now completely helpless against the enormous tentacle.

"My God..."

Daimon didn’t even have time to react before he and the bridge he commanded were smashed into a bloody pulp. A violent explosion immediately followed, completely obliterating the carrier’s flight deck and bridge.

His dreams of becoming a rising star in the Pentagon, of becoming a political celebrity and entering the White Palace, had all vanished in an instant.

To his dying moment, Daimon never knew that the President had already posted over thirty tweets cursing him out—enough to go down in the history books.

The Exotic Giant Beast used no advanced Energy Weapons. Its attacks were simple and crude—brute force smashing—yet the Eagle Country Fleet had no way to defend against them.

In the blink of an eye, the fleet commander and the entire command structure were wiped out, throwing the whole Eagle Country Fleet into disarray.

But this was a world-class navy, after all. The captain of a destroyer quickly assumed the role of acting fleet commander based on the chain of command, screaming orders for the fleet to execute a fighting retreat.

But it was already too late.

The injury it had sustained and the success of its ship-tossing had sent the massive tentacle into a complete frenzy. It began to prowl the seabed, then would suddenly shoot up to coil around a warship and hurl it aside.

These warships each displaced thousands of tons, yet to the tentacle, they were like little more than heavy toys.

The artillery and missile strikes continued, but to no avail.

The most frantic of all were the dozens of Eagle Army jets still circling in the sky. With their carrier destroyed, they had nowhere to land. If this continued, they were doomed.

Missiles flew like swarms of hornets toward the spot where the tentacled beast appeared. But the massive tentacle seemed to have learned its lesson. It would only surface in one spot for a few seconds, hurl a nearby warship aside, and then reappear somewhere else entirely.

Many of the warships snapped in half, sinking rapidly after violent explosions.

They were never designed to withstand this kind of assault!

"BOOM! BOOM!"

"CRASH! CRASH!"

The sounds of explosions and crashing waves merged into one. The phantom-like tentacle swiftly turned the entire Eagle Country Fleet, along with the nearby Canadian fleet, into masses of scrap metal that sank rapidly into the sea.

As for the civilian vessels nearby, a single sweeping motion was enough to capsize them all.

The entire sea was filled with agonizing screams, and the sound of explosions was incessant.

Only then did the reporters and streamers truly understand the value of life, but it was too late.

They managed to broadcast the scene with the equipment in their hands, but they couldn’t escape their own fate of being swallowed by the sea and the explosions.

From the moment Daimon was crushed to death to the complete incapacitation of the Eagle Country Fleet—now just a collection of slowly sinking, ruined warships—a mere ten-odd minutes had passed.

The entire Eagle Country Fleet was almost completely annihilated!

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"

The sound of a Close Defense Cannon erupted. It was coming from the aircraft carrier with the flattened bridge, where surviving sailors were fighting back with the only weapons they had left.

The battle was a massacre, but having reached this point, the Eagle Country Navy sailors unleashed a ferocious fighting spirit, determined to fight the tentacled beast to the death.

You don’t become the world’s strongest military, capable of fighting all over the globe, just by relying on powerful weaponry. In desperate situations, they could also demonstrate incredible resilience.

The tentacle was currently prowling beneath the surface, kicking up monstrous waves, seemingly pleased with itself for having destroyed so many "toys." Sensing the attack from the carrier, it shot straight up from the sea like a mountain peak, parting the waves as it rushed to wrap itself around the 80,000-ton vessel.

Like the mythical Kraken, the colossal tentacle coiled tightly around the aircraft carrier’s hull. It began to shake and squeeze relentlessly, as if trying to snap the ship in two.

The surrounding warships were nearly all damaged and unable to mount an effective attack. Only a few Close Defense Cannons were still firing rapidly, but their rounds only penetrated the tentacle by a few dozen centimeters before getting stuck. Compared to the tentacle’s fifty-meter diameter, it was nothing.

The 80,000-ton carrier was being dragged by immense force, sinking little by little beneath the waves.

The tentacle was trying to drag the carrier to the seafloor and sink it completely!

The surviving Eagle Country Navy sailors on the carrier wore expressions of utter despair.

Although the tentacle looked riddled with holes and was bleeding profusely, it was by no means critically wounded.

They had sacrificed thousands of their comrades and dozens of powerful warships, all for nothing. The sheer disparity in power was terrifying.

The 80,000-ton carrier was over three hundred meters long with a flight deck more than seventy meters wide. Even with the tentacled beast’s astonishing strength, it would be difficult to drag the carrier to the seafloor in a short amount of time.

Moreover, the tentacle’s master was clearly toying with them, seeming to relish in their despair.

The dozen or so remaining jets in the sky had already fired all of their missiles. In a final, desperate act, two pilots made a suicide run, crashing their planes into the tentacle. The impacts blasted craters four to five meters deep, but it was far from a debilitating blow.

The distant Russian and other nations’ warships opened fire, bombarding the tentacle. Though many of their shells and missiles struck the carrier itself, they had no other choice.

The carrier was already a lost cause; destroying it in the process didn’t matter.

Yet the Hua Country fleet, which had been the first to assist in the attack, had now gone silent.

The brutal naval battle was being broadcast live across the globe, and the Hua Country fleet’s inaction immediately caused an uproar.

Inside the command center of the Shandong, the captain looked at Zhao Weiguo with a resolute expression.

"Shandong Ship requests permission to use the Changying System!"

Zhao Weiguo nodded.

"Permission to use the Changying granted. Give them hell!"

On the side of the Shandong Ship’s island, a section of camouflaged armor retracted, revealing what looked like a metallic slide rail.

The device resembled a thirty-meter-long, hexagonal barrel, exuding a futuristic, high-tech feel.

People all over the world saw the metal rail, and many experts in the field were immediately shocked.

In an office in the Eagle Country’s Pentagon, a man named Fres stared wide-eyed at the metal rail, muttering to himself in shock.

"I can’t believe Hua Country developed one too, and they’ve already deployed it on a ship for combat!"

The Eagle Country President’s Twitter account rapidly fired off a series of posts:

"We have also successfully developed this weapon. It is not unique to Hua Country."

"Zone 51 is not an alien research base. It’s our superweapon research facility."

"To the great citizens of Eagle Country, rest assured, nobody knows more about these superweapons than I do. We have the power to kill every last one of these damn monsters."

"This military operation in the Wormhole Sea Region has been a total and complete failure. If the Democratic Party Members hadn’t cut our military spending, our ships would have the best weapons. But now, all we can do is mourn General Dyson and watch the Hua Country People put on a show."

"..."

While the world watched in shock, the metal rail on the Shandong-class aircraft carrier lit up with a blinding white light. A metal slug transformed into a streak of light, instantly blasting toward the massive tentacle coiled around the other carrier.

Changying Electromagnetic Rail Attack System, activated!

With the Changying in our grasp, today we bind the dragon!