Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 868

Chapter 868: Apprehension and Frenzy

Soldiers who had spent hours staging for extinction were watching the stream’s cast walk out in person, and the professional distance was crumbling by the second.

Press drones dove lower, and the media perimeter collapsed.

Reporters from numerous countries broke into sprints across the staging plain, camera crews stumbling after them with equipment bouncing on their shoulders.

A Japanese crew hit the front first, their anchor shouting questions in rapid-fire Japanese while her cameraman struggled to keep the shot framed.

A Korean team flanked from the left.

An American anchor shoved past two Association officers with her microphone already extended.

"Mr. Grey! CNN International! Can you confirm the threat is neutralized?"

"BBC World! One question! Just one!"

"Sir, you’re in a restricted zone, you need to fall back behind the..."

The Association officers gave chase with the resigned energy of people who had trained for combat and been assigned crowd control, grabbing press badges and shouting about restricted perimeters while reporters ducked under their arms and tried to run by them, with very little success.

The rest of Kaiden’s team followed through the gate in their wake, Nyx strolling out with her arms folded beneath her chest and a satisfied smile, Aria drifting to Kaiden’s side with silver hair catching the morning light, Vespera and Scarlet emerging last with the unhurried pace of women who had walked out of worse.

Then Pebble stepped through.

He crossed the threshold at draft-horse size, four legs trotting through with his crown held level, and the moment his last leg cleared the dungeon’s boundary, Domain Conformity released its hold.

He grew.

The carapace swelled outward in a rush of expanding mass, legs thickening, the crown climbing skyward as six burning eyes spread apart across a skull that rose above the tree line.

The ground buckled under the returning weight, cracks radiating outward in concentric rings that knocked the nearest soldiers off their feet and sent the reporters scrambling backward so fast one of them tripped over her own cameraman.

Every artillery crew on the northern ridge found their hands on their triggers.

"Hold!" Their captain screamed, using a much higher-pitched tone than he planned.

The creature that had eaten twenty dungeons stood on Earth soil, smaller than it was as a Dungeon Master, but still far bigger and more threatening than any creature humanity was used to seeing.

Every weapon on the ridge was pointed at it.

Nobody fired, but trigger fingers trembled across the line, and the awakened fighters nearest to the gate had gone from impressed to calculating exit routes in the space of a single heartbeat.

"Wimpy Americans!" One Korean Vanguard captain folded his arms and held his ground with his jaw set, refusing to give an inch, and the sweat running down his temple said everything his posture wouldn’t.

Pebble ignored all of them.

The Guardian crossed the staging plain toward Kaiden in four ground-shaking strides that cracked the earth under every footfall and planted himself at his master’s back.

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