I, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, am being kept by the state.

The night was as dark as ink, and Yufeng Mountain was shrouded in a thick layer of dark clouds, so that not even a sliver of moonlight could penetrate.

Outside the cordon at the foot of the mountain, searchlights swept back and forth, and armed police officers with military dogs stood guard every three steps and sentries every five steps.

With this level of security, let alone a person, even a fly flying in would be detected by radar, its gender locked.

However, in the brief moment between the two patrol teams crossing paths, a barely perceptible ripple appeared in the air.

Five blurry humanoid silhouettes passed through the infrared surveillance net like ghosts.

"Is this what the Dragon Kingdom calls SSS-level defense?"

A scornful laugh rang out over the communication channel.

The voice came from Kane, the squad leader codenamed "Vampire".

He looked at the words "Thermal Imaging Shielding Successfully" displayed on his tactical goggles, a mocking smile curving his lips.

They were wearing the latest photon refraction camouflage developed by the Solomon Organization, which could capture and distort the light in the surrounding environment in real time. Combined with the cold-blooded agent under their skin, they were just a few non-existent wisps of air in the eyes of any electronic detection device.

"Captain, don't let your guard down."

The deputy's voice was tense. "Intelligence indicates that there are unknown biological reactions here."

"Unknown creature?"

Kane sneered, gripping a tactical dagger that was also optically invisible.

"Even God would bleed in the face of a 5.56mm depleted uranium armor-piercing round, let alone a lizard that might just be a genetically mutated one."

The group moved through the forest as if it were empty, quickly crossing the outer defense line and disappearing into the deep forest.

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According to the plan, they only need fifteen minutes to reach the island in the middle of the lake, extract a blood sample from the creature, and then use a miniature hang glider to evacuate.

Everything is going smooth.

Everything went too smoothly.

Five minutes after entering the forest, Kane suddenly stopped, raised his right fist, and signaled everyone to stop.

Something's not right.

Kane squinted and looked around.

"team leader."

The scout's voice trembled slightly, which was unusual for a battle-hardened mercenary. "Look at the two o'clock position."

Kane activated the night vision enhancement mode on his tactical goggles and looked in that direction.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.

That was a wild boar.

This enormous creature, weighing at least 300 pounds, was currently lying under an old locust tree.

Like a human, it knelt on its forelimbs, its huge head pressed firmly against the ground, facing the mountaintop.

Its body was trembling violently, as if it were enduring some kind of immense fear.

"What position is that...?"

The demolition expert swallowed hard.

Kane didn't answer; he turned his gaze away.

On the left, a gray wolf lies behind a rock, its head also facing the mountaintop, its tail tucked between its legs, trembling.

On the treetops to the right, several owls folded their wings and hung their heads stiffly like statues.

Even snakes, insects, and rodents stopped crawling in the grass, all remaining in the same posture.

worship.

The entire forest was completely silent.

There were no chirping insects, no birdsong, only the whistling sound of the wind rustling through the leaves, as if pleading for mercy for these creatures.

This is not quiet at all.

This is deathly silence.

A deathly stillness born from the instinct of life, an absolute submission to those in power.

"Damn it..."

Kane felt a chill run down his spine, a chill that penetrated his high-tech combat suit and seeped into his bones. "What on earth is hidden here?"

"Abnormal magnetic field!"

The technician's voice suddenly rose, "Captain, the compass is spinning erratically, the GPS signal is lost! Our electronic equipment is being interfered with!"

Kane made a decisive decision.

"Deploy the drone! I need to know what's up ahead!"

The technician immediately popped a tiny reconnaissance drone, about the size of a fly, out of his backpack.

This drone adopts a biomimetic design, costs as much as a supercar, and can maintain absolutely silent flight even in strong winds.

"Buzz—"

The drone had just taken off and was less than three meters in the air.

Suddenly, it felt as if it had crashed into an invisible mass of glue.

The high-speed rotating rotor emitted a screeching sound, followed by a plume of black smoke, and then fell to the ground with a "crack," shattering into pieces.

"What happened?"

Kane asked sharply.

"Air……"

The technician stared in horror at the data on the terminal. "The air viscosity here is five hundred times the normal level! This isn't scientific! The laws of physics here seem to have been rewritten!"

Kane took a deep breath.

indeed.

With each breath, he felt a heavy pressure on his lungs.

What was being sucked in felt like some kind of heavy liquid metal.

The sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger, as if a huge mountain was hanging overhead, ready to crash down at any moment.

"retreat!"

Kane's intuition was screaming alarm bells.

As a veteran who survived the battlefield, this intuition saved him countless times.

"Mission canceled! Retreat immediately!"

The five men turned and ran.

However, after taking only two steps, everyone froze.

Because a voice came through their tactical headsets.

That wasn't a teammate's voice.

That was a lazy one.

It clearly penetrated Solomon’s proud military-grade encrypted channel, exploding directly in everyone’s minds.

"You're leaving already?"

Kane slammed his hand on the headset, his face turning deathly pale. "Who? Who's talking? Cut the channel! Cut it now!"

"Cannot be cut!"

The technician's fingers flew across the keyboard, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

"The other party didn't come in via radio... the voice seems to be coming directly from the system's lowest level!"

"Too slow."

The voice rang out again, tinged with mockery and dissatisfaction.

"I'm about to fall asleep while you've only climbed halfway up the mountain."

As these words were spoken, the thick fog around them suddenly seemed to be parted by an invisible hand.

The previously pitch-black vision instantly became clear.

Kane and his teammates were horrified to discover that they were not running back.

Before they knew it, they were standing on the edge of the island in the middle of the lake.

Thirty meters ahead was a huge white jade platform.

On the stone platform, a golden "mountain" sits.

No.

That's not a mountain.

That was a dragon.

Its enormous golden body coiled and twisted, its scales glowing faintly in the night, each one more perfect than the most intricate shield.

The dragon's horns were sharp and pointed straight to the sky, and its whiskers moved without wind, drawing mysterious trajectories in the air.

And those eyes.

Those were golden vertical pupils, brighter than a searchlight.

It was looking down at the few "ants" that had invaded its territory, its eyes showing no anger, only amusement as if watching a show.

It's like humans watching a few clueless white mice crawl into a laboratory.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard, the sound clearly audible in the deathly still air.

Kane felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't move them at all.

His prized camouflage, however impressive, looked as ridiculous as the Emperor's New Clothes in front of those golden eyes.

"This is... the target?"