As soon as AI520 finished speaking, Jiang Si's expression changed, and she suddenly straightened up while sitting on the small boat.

Because she straightened up too abruptly, a sharp pain shot through her stomach, causing her to bend over slightly again. She placed one hand on her stomach, ignored the slight pain, and ordered the artificial intelligence 520: "520, activate the ship. Make sure to leave the entrance to Shambhala. Notify all companion spirits and trees that have transformed into humans to take cover. Spirit Eye and I will return immediately!"

The spirit eye sensed her unease, and grasped her hand in return. A continuous stream of plant-based spiritual energy flowed back into her through his hand, and he whispered reassuringly, "Master, we have returned. Don't worry, the companion spirits and the tree that has transformed into a human are capable of protecting themselves."

The voice of AI 520 sounded again: "Master, the third planet ship is severely damaged and cannot be activated to escape from the Shambhala entrance. It will explode in 4 minutes and 30 seconds."

"520 has notified its companions to take cover and has also detected that the enemy ships, both in terms of personnel and firepower, far exceed those of the ships from the third planet."

"Master, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please remember 520. Goodbye, Master..."

Jiang Si shouted loudly: "520, 520, 520..."

No matter how much she shouted, AI 520 did not answer, and no sound came from it.

The spiritual energy inputted by the spiritual eye lingered around Jiang Si's stomach, penetrating her abdomen and soothing her restless heart.

Jiang Si took a deep breath and looked down to see the spiritual eye channeling spiritual energy into her.

She quickly withdrew her hand and said to the Spirit Eye, "You don't need to input my spiritual power. I'm fine, I'm perfectly alright."

"Don't worry, they're after me, so they probably won't harm the companion spirit or the tree that has transformed into a human."

Lingyan left her hand, his fingertips trembling. Seeing this, Aying quickly grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

Lingyan smiled weakly at Aying, his voice still gentle, as if nothing could stir his emotions. Just like in front of Jiang Si, he was always as gentle as a spring breeze. "Master, don't worry, we'll return at full speed and arrive soon."

“The companion spirits not only possess spiritual power and have experience fighting against Ling Hong and the others, but they also have modern weapons in their spatial buttons. Against enemies, they will not be defeated and have a chance of winning.”

Is there a chance of winning?

This is a lie.

The third planet's ship, touted as the most advanced in the Abel system and possessing state-of-the-art artificial intelligence, was attacked two hours after it left.

This can only mean one thing: the people who attacked the third planet were already lurking nearby, monitoring them.

Their loitering undetected by AI 520 suggests that their ship's defenses are superior to those of their third planet's ships.

The enemy has been waiting, waiting for her to leave the Shambhala Mountains; Shu Xubai is a prime example.

He said he'd be back in two days, but it's been over ten days and he still hasn't returned. This doesn't fit his usual personality.

So it wasn't that he didn't want to return, but that he was held back by the enemy, preventing him from returning and from notifying her.

If she doesn't get any notification, she'll worry about him and think about leaving to find him and see if he's dead.

Taking advantage of the moment she was away, the enemy began to attack the third planetary ship she was on.

The enemy's calculations were too precise; the third planet's ship was hit directly, and the AI ​​520 was unable to activate its defenses or counterattack system, leaving it only able to passively take the hits.

The enemy knew that once their third planetary ship was shot down, the companion spirits and trees that had transformed into humans in the mountain pass would have no chance of winning in a fight against them, given their advanced technology.

They could capture the companion spirit and the tree that had transformed into a human to blackmail her.

"I'm not worried." Jiang Si pressed her hand on her stomach, then pressed the spot that had just hurt, her voice domineering: "My people, anyone who dares to hurt them will only die."

The spirit eye was not intimidated by her domineering aura at all; in fact, it even showed a look of admiration in its eyes. This was its master—domineering, cold, and awe-inspiring, like water that could encompass all things, and like fire that could burn everything.

No matter what aspect of her, as long as it's her, everything makes sense. He didn't feel that she was cruel at all; he felt that it was her natural disposition to be this way.

Jiang Dandan: "..."

Why do I sense the little ones' unease?

No, wait, I can sense that the little ones are tumbling around quite enthusiastically.

What are they going to do?

Should we come out now?

No way?

Now Auntie is going to fight.

You need to step up when it's time for a crucial fight.

This is unacceptable, unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable.

Jiang Dandan slid from Jiang Si's neck to her belly, rubbing against her left, right, up, and down, communicating with the two babies inside her, muttering, "Stay still, stay still, stay still, stay still, stay still..."

Two hours. The journey there was quick, but the return was slow, so slow that it felt as if we could hear the explosion at the entrance to Shambhala.

Ah Ying gripped the Spirit Eye tightly, looking at him with worry, her eyes filled with fear and dread.

Lingyan bit his lip tightly, his face as white as a sheet of paper. He was now thankful that his master was in the cockpit, quickly piloting the small spaceship without looking back.

Otherwise, his ghostly appearance would definitely frighten his master, make her worry, and make her give him her blood to drink.

With a loud boom!

A deafening explosion was heard.

Jiang Si was startled as she saw the smoke billowing into the sky in the distance, like several large mushrooms rising and dispersing.

His spiritual eyes surged with blood and qi, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth, which he forced down.

The massive mushroom cloud in the distance clearly indicated that the third planet's ships had already exploded, and that the enemy was launching an indiscriminate attack on the Shambhala Pass, aiming to kill the companions or force them to surrender.

Jiang Si took out her Tang sword, wrapped the hilt with willow branches, held it in her hand, and stared intently at the mushroom cloud that was rising into the sky and growing fainter.

The small spaceship finally reached the entrance to Shambhala. The third planet's ship had already exploded, and its wreckage lay burning in the mountains.

The mountains were a scene of utter devastation. The houses were gone, the trees in the distance were gone, the grass was covered in blood, and the air was thick with the smell of blood and burning ammunition.

The homes they had chosen were completely destroyed within two hours, massacred, and bombarded.

Jiang Si landed, knife in hand, stepping on blood, smelling the burnt ammunition, and walked forward step by step, his eyes cold, his whole body as if wrapped in frost.

Lingyan swallowed the blood in her mouth, held Aying's hand, and followed Jiang Si step by step, looking at her with reluctance and longing in the depths of her eyes.

At the same time, he also hated his current powerlessness. If he were in his prime, he would never have let his master, who was about to become pregnant, take up a sword and sweep away the enemy.

With red eyes, Ah Ying stared at the Spirit Eye. He could feel his life slipping away bit by bit, and he could feel his end was near... possibly today.

It wasn't afraid; it would die with him. It wasn't afraid, but deep down it knew it still hoped he could live a little longer, much longer.

The valley was deserted, only the smell of blood could be heard, and there were no companion spirits, trees that had transformed into humans, or intruders.

Jiang Si looked around, raised the Tang sword in her hand, and swung it out. The powerful sword energy spread out like a halo of light.

With a clang.

A sword rang out, and countless invisible, transparent shields appeared in the distance, reflecting the sunlight.

With her round belly, eight and a half months along, Jiang Si walked towards the shield.

With a deafening roar, the bright, clear sky was suddenly pierced by lightning and thunder.

Purple lightning and blue thunder crackled and roared as they struck the distant shield.

Lightning appeared in the clear blue sky, purple lightning and blue thunder. Although it was very, very far away, it was still detected by the system of the ship Agares was on.

Agares stared at the lightning through the screen, his brows furrowed. Ten days had passed, and he still hadn't found the ship his young wife had asked him to find.

No… Strictly speaking, the ship he was looking for had only appeared occasionally over the past ten days, but had mostly remained hidden, preventing him from accurately detecting and bombing it. This dragged on until now, when he finally saw the lightning in the sky.

The lightning was thousands of miles away from him, crackling and popping in the clear sky—it was highly unusual. Agares weighed the situation in his mind, then spurred his spaceship to head towards the lightning, which was thousands of miles away.

Purple lightning and blue thunderbolts struck the transparent shield, causing it to shatter and reveal rows of robots behind it, robots carrying guns.

Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"

What the hell does that mean?

Whose forces are these?

Do you even want to stay in this business anymore?

Jiang Si held the tip of her Tang sword to the ground. Dragging the sword, she ignored the gun-wielding robots and walked towards them, saying, "Where is your master? Let your master come out!"

Numerous robots carrying guns pointed their pointed guns at her, then slowly moved away, revealing a path.

Immediately afterwards, a pretty girl who looked about 70% like Jiang Si walked out from the middle of the road.

The girl had long hair that reached her waist, wore a flowing, fiery red dress, and held a Tang sword that looked remarkably similar to the one used in the game. A sweet smile appeared on her lips: "Zombie, you really do look a lot like me. It's nice to meet you. My name is Yidai, the first generation!"

Jiang Si paused, looking at the girl who looked so much like her, with a sweet smile, trying her best to imitate her, and clicked her tongue in disdain: "First generation, first generation, your master has run out of ideas, calling someone like you a first generation, huh?"

The first generation...

It can replace her first generation.

What the hell are they thinking?

If she could replace him, she would have died long ago.

The first generation's sweet smile remained unchanged, even more innocent and pure, naive and innocent: "Zombie, what's wrong with someone like me? Someone like me is called the first generation."

"If you're not happy about it, then keep it to yourself!"

Jiang Si looked at the generation in front of her, who even imitated her tone of voice, which was quite amusing: "I have no interest in keeping this to myself, nor do I want to suffer such humiliation."

As soon as he finished speaking, blue lightning struck down from the sky, directly hitting the first generation.

One generation, one counter-attack; the same blue lightning struck the lightning summoned by Jiang Si.

The two bolts collided with a loud bang, exploding in a burst of light... a truly spectacular sight.

"Oh my, I thought you were something special, but you're nothing special." Yi Dai chuckled and mocked as he looked at the lightning flashing everywhere. "Or is it that your belly has gotten bigger and you're not as good as before?"

"How about this, I'll take the loss, cut open your belly, take out the little thing inside, and then you can do it with me, how about it, little zombie who looks like me!"

Jiang Si raised her Tang sword and said, "You want to cut open my stomach? You'll have to see if you have the ability. Come on, Miss, let me see if you are worthy of this name!"

The first generation also raised his Tang sword, with an arrogant and defiant air: "Then I shall respectfully comply."

As soon as she finished speaking, she attacked Jiang Si.

Jiang Si's lips curled slightly. She gripped the knife hilt with both hands, took a step back with her left foot, and slashed down at the attacking blade.

The ginger knife was fast, ruthless, and precise, imbued with powerful spiritual energy and a fierce aura.

The young woman's expression changed, and she hurriedly dodged, but the knife still managed to cut her shoulder, causing her to bleed profusely.

After chopping the ginger, he sheathed his knife and continued to approach the next level, slashing horizontally with his blade.

One generation retreated again and again, utterly powerless to resist.

Jiang Si pressed closer and closer, slicing off a piece of flesh from her arm with a knife.

The first generation clutched his arm, unable to stop the blood from flowing freely, and repeatedly cried out to stop him: "Wait, wait! If you kill me, all your little elves will die!"

Jiang Si's hand, gripping the knife hilt, trembled, and the blood on the knife was absorbed by the Tang sword, leaving no trace.

Jiang Si lifted her foot and walked towards the first generation, domineering, cold, and bloodthirsty: "Didn't you want to cut open my stomach? Come on, continue!"

The first generation, clutching his arm, retreated, his face no longer bearing the innocent and naive smile, but filled with gloom, his forked tongue flicking like a venomous snake as he stared at Jiang Si: "The all-around war god is truly different; he's ruthless from the very first move!"

Jiang Si didn't stop walking. "Am I ruthless? I'm not ruthless at all. If I were ruthless, you would be dead by now."

"So, little friend, give me back my little elves, and if I'm in a good mood, I might overlook the fact that you attacked me on my turf."

"Hahahaha!" Yidai burst into laughter, laughing so hard he was shaking uncontrollably, completely losing all composure.

Without saying a word, Jiang Si attacked her again amidst her laughter.

The smile on Yidai's face abruptly stopped. She leaped backward, grabbing a companion spirit to shield herself from Jiang Si's attack.

Jiang Si's pupils constricted, and she abruptly withdrew her hand. The powerful mental energy rebounded, causing her to take a step back, her stomach throbbing with a slight pain...

The first generation was pleased with itself and touched the face of its companion: "Zombie, your little elves are so beautiful, the men are handsome and the women are pretty, they have good figures, pointed ears, and wings."

"How come you're so lucky? Surrounded by so many handsome men and beautiful women, you don't have to do anything and you're the darling of the group, being pampered and protected by everyone?"

Jiang Si took a deep breath, ignoring the pain in her stomach: "You want to know why I'm so lucky? I can tell you, but I don't know if you'd like to hear it!"

The man gave a sinister smile: "Of course I'm willing to listen if you tell me, but for my safety and so that we can have a proper conversation, throw away your knife now and come to me by yourself!"