Reincarnated as the Son of Conglomerate

Chapter 211 Jetlag (IV)

In the midst of the serene rural landscape, there lay a small village surrounded by breathtaking, untamed nature. Vast stretches of green meadows and towering forests blended into the mesmerizing beauty of the natural world. Majestic mountains stood tall, embracing the village, creating an unparalleled view.

The atmosphere in this village was always peaceful. Its residents were busy with their daily activities. Farmers tended to their farms, caring for their beloved cattle. Children played cheerfully in the streets, laughing and running with joy. Villagers greeted each other warmly, creating a close-knit atmosphere of togetherness.

However, beneath this harmony, a real threat loomed over them. About 20 kilometers from the village, there was a massive dimensional gate with a bright orange glow. Police lines surrounded the gate tightly, separating mystery from everyday life.

Dozens of police squads and military units stood guard around this dungeon gate, ensuring no one got too close. Heavy weaponry was deployed, with tanks and artillery trucks lining up along the police cordon, as if preparing to face a formidable enemy.

Inside a command tent not far from the perimeter of the dungeon gate, a military captain named Guzman sat with a worried expression. His eyes were glued to the glowing dungeon as if letting it out of his sight for even a moment would bring about something terrible.

The dungeon had appeared two weeks ago, and during that time, about two hundred top awakeners had entered it. Yet, not a single one of them had returned. Guzman grew increasingly anxious with each passing day. He knew that the monsters inside dungeon could attack the village at any moment.

As Guzman was lost in his worried thoughts, the tent\'s door suddenly flung open, and a breathless soldier entered. "Captain Guzman," he spoke quickly, "The awakeners from America arrived at Frankfurt Airport last night. They are on their way here."

"Frankfurt?" Captain Guzman furrowed his brow. "Why the fuck did they choose an airport that\'s 200 miles away from Oberstdor?"

The soldier hung his head as his superior vented his frustration.

Captain Guzman felt a mixture of relief and anger. Relief that help had finally arrived, but anger that the American awakeners\' journey seemed unnecessarily slow. He knew that every moment could be critical, and he didn\'t want to take any chances.

All he could hope for was that the American awakeners would arrive as quickly as possible, as the dreadful monsters were already threatening the villagers.

Unfortunately, reality was often cruel.

Suddenly, a powerful earthquake shook the tent, causing Captain Guzman and objects on the table to fall. The ground trembled beneath their feet, and they hurriedly exited the tent. Their eyes widened in shock as they witnessed the once-stable dungeon gate now in turmoil.

Lightning split the sky, and a fierce wind blew through the gate, creating a tense atmosphere. For a moment, Captain Guzman was shaken, as what he had feared was happening right before his eyes.

"Notify all soldiers to be ready," Guzman commanded firmly. "We are going to fight with all we\'ve got!"

"Yes, sir!"

As the soldiers rushed to carry out their orders, screams and gunfire erupted from the direction of the turbulent dungeon. Dozens of tree-shaped monsters emerged from the dungeon, furious and savage. They demolished everything in their path, including some brave police and military personnel who tried to stop them.

These tree monsters stood at a height of five meters, with bodies resembling humans but walking on root-like legs. Their lush green leaves that covered their arms and heads were shed as they swept dozens of armed soldiers away. Their roots could extend and coil around a tank, crushing it as if it was a mere tin can.

"Goddamnit!"

A battle was inevitable. The military and police unleashed their weapons, firing at the horrifying tree monsters. Bullets soared toward their targets, creating explosions and sparks around the creatures.

Heavy tanks aimed their large cannons, while artillery trucks launched deadly attacks on the dungeon gate, attempting to block any monsters that might emerge.

However, these tree monsters were not as easy to defeat as anticipated.

They continued to advance fearlessly, withstanding the incoming gunfire. Their tough, ever-growing skin made it difficult for bullets and artillery to penetrate their defenses. They quickly closed in on the combined military and police forces, intensifying the battle.

However, as time went on, the combined military and police forces found themselves increasingly overwhelmed. They couldn\'t hold on much longer.

"Dammit!"

Captain Guzman growled as he watched his subordinates fall one by one, losing their lives. He had to take action before more of his men perished.

Suddenly, an idea crossed his mind.

He shouted to the nearest soldier, "Use the flamethrower!"

Several soldiers emerged from the tent carrying green boxes and brought them to the front lines.

"Quick! Quick! Use these!"

Wearing red tanks on their backs, they aimed the flamethrowers at the approaching tree monsters. As the triggers were pulled, fiery red flames erupted from the muzzles, engulfing the monsters in a scorching blaze.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The tree monsters emitted horrific screams as their bodies burned and were wounded by the deadly heat. They screamed in panic as smoke billowed into the air. In an instant, the situation turned, and the combined military and police forces began to dominate the battle. The surviving tree monsters began to retreat hastily, knowing the deadly heat of the fire.

"Ha ha ha! Eat that fire!" Captain Guzman laughed triumphantly as the tree monsters started to retreat. He had no intention of letting them escape so easily. "Burn them all!"

The blue sky turned black with billowing smoke. The fire not only consumed the tree monsters but also the green grass that covered the ground. However, Captain Guzman didn\'t care and continued to order his men to keep attacking, ensuring that not a single enemy survived.

In the midst of this one-sided battle, a surprising presence emerged in the sea of flames. A silver-haired elven woman clad in elegant, feathered attire emerged from the dungeon, riding on a giant bear. For some reason, her appearance sent a shiver down the soldiers\' spines.

But Captain Guzman remained undeterred.

"Don\'t be afraid just because one monster showed up! We have the upper hand! Keep attacking!"

The elven woman chanted a soft incantation, and suddenly, the sky turned overcast. For a moment, the soldiers stopped launching fire, looking up as terrifying lightning struck. Not long after that, rain poured down heavily on the battlefield. This rain caused the military\'s flamethrowers to malfunction, and their firearms jammed.

Click! Click! Click!

"Damn it!"

"My gun!"

As the rain grew heavier, the course of the battle changed drastically. The tree monsters that had previously retreated suddenly stopped, and the fire that had burned their bodies was extinguished. Then, they attacked fiercely.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

"Arrgghh!"

The policies and the military were forced to face this unexpected counterattack. They fought with all their might, but the unfavorable conditions made it increasingly difficult for them. The tree monsters effortlessly tore through the military\'s ranks, and casualties began to mount.

It only took twenty seconds to turn the tide. Now, the tree monsters weren\'t hunting the soldiers; they weren\'t allowing any of them to escape.

The soldiers were pushed back, some attempting to hold their ground while others fled, but none survived the brutal onslaught of the tree monsters. Captain Guzman was stunned by the sight before him. His face turned pale, and the confidence in his chest had gone.

"Why?" he muttered.

Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over him.

Raising his head, Captain Guzman saw a tree monster standing right in front of him.

"Raawwwrggg!"

The monster roared in his face. In that instant, Captain Guzman knew what would happen next. He closed his eyes, accepting his fate.

However, just moments before the monster\'s attack reached him, something incredibly strange occurred. Captain Guzman felt as if time had suddenly stopped. After waiting for a while, Captain Guzman didn\'t feel any pain. He then ventured to open his eyes, and he dropped his jaw.

"Oh God, what\'s happening?" he muttered.

Raindrops hung frozen in the air, the monsters were immobilized, and even his own men ceased their movements, as if frozen in place. It was as if time had suddenly stopped.

With a pounding heart, Captain Guzman suddenly heard a soft whisper in his ear.

"Sorry, we\'re late. From now on, we\'ll take over."

Turning around, Captain Guzman saw a white-haired woman standing there. Her beauty left him dumbfounded.

"Don\'t just stand there. It can kill you," the woman said.

"O-okay," Captain Guzman replied, nodding like a fool.

As the woman flicked her finger, time suddenly resumed its flow. The battle continued, and raindrops fell to the ground. However, what was more impressive, the monster that had been about to take Captain Guzman\'s life abruptly shattered into pieces, followed by other monsters suffering the same fate.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Captain Guzman was astonished as he witnessed this inexplicable event before him. He couldn\'t comprehend what was happening. The white-haired woman drew close to him gently and said, "Everything\'s alright; my boss has entered the field."

Frowning, Captain Guzman didn\'t understand what the woman meant. However, he suddenly witnessed something truly extraordinary. A man with green eyes floated in the air, surrounded by eight metal spheres orbiting him like planets around the sun. He extended his hand gently forward and flicked his fingers.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

"Arrighi!"

Echoing screams filled the air as the spheres shot off at a speed too fast for the eye to catch, annihilating dozens of tree monsters in seconds.

Captain Guzman was dumbfounded. He didn\'t know who this man was or how this had happened, but he was thankful that he and his men had survived this day.