After explaining for a while, and waiting until several mercenary group leaders were finally defeated and left, Luo Jianxing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This is more torturous than fighting a six-star evil spirit.

"What's going on? I vaguely heard someone calling you sick."

Gou Ping'an, who had just returned from outside, looked at Luo Jianxing jokingly, but there was some doubt in his tone.

Luo Jianxing briefly explained the matter and then said,

"It's much easier to kill these evil spirits that come to our doorstep than to go deep into the evil realm to kill them. These are not evil spirits, they are clearly experience packs! Tell me, can we give these experience packs to others?"

Luo Jianxing recounted their experiences of killing monsters and leveling up.

It took them more than half a year to advance from zero to the initial stage of the Sixth Awakening, but the mysterious value needed to be accumulated for the advancement of the Sixth Awakening was more than ten times that of the previous level.

According to normal accumulation, two or three years may not be enough to meet the requirements for mythical promotion.

But if there was a gift package of experience delivered to their doorstep, wouldn't they be able to accumulate mysteries several times faster?

...

...

Gou Ping'an agreed with this.

Luo Jianxing had to fight the evil spirit in close combat, and the battle process looked very dangerous. His Gou Ping'an style was more stable, and he only needed to stand on the tall and stable city wall and remotely control his awakening ability "Spiritual Incarnation" to fight the evil spirit.

As long as it is a city defense battle, Gou Ping'an doesn't have to take any risks. No one likes this kind of standing and fighting monsters environment more than him.

"However, if we have these powerful awakeners to help us defend, our defense will be even more solid."

The speed of accumulating mystery by killing monsters may be slow. But compared with experience packs, Gou Ping'an pays more attention to the sense of security in life.

Hearing his words, Luo Jianxing shook his head.

"You are too cowardly. We have Boss Xing, Boss Yiluoxi, and the mysterious Boss Zheng Zhenshou in our Oasis. Isn't that impregnable enough? How can we lose with this lineup?"

Of course, he knew that this argument would not convince Gou Ping'an, so he brought out the statue of his mentor.

"This is what our mentor asked us to do. He said that we should defend the oasis with our own strength, in the name of... the name of the fire."

After all, the Guixie that were not officially killed by Xinhuo will not be counted in the mission statistics.

What can Master Fang do? He can only ask his own warrior 007 to do his best.

…

Time passes particularly slowly during the catastrophe, and people seem to be able to only count the number of times the evil waves attack, living their lives in fear.

The Broken Sea is undoubtedly the area that suffered the most damage. Even though the Oasis is not close to the Inter-Domain Zone, it is still suffering from the continuous impact of the evil tide.

"The 146th evil wave has arrived!"

Number three, the oasis that still has no name, Qianqiu stood on the simple city wall and reached out to touch his pupils.

Suddenly, a rotating golden mysterious pattern appeared in his pupils, and he aimed it at a giant figure roaring in the distance. The next moment, "Puff" black and red blood splashed out like a burst water pipe, and the giant figure seemed to be chopped off dozens or hundreds of times in an instant, and each cut was fatal. It shattered into countless bloody fragments in the splashing blood and rolled to the ground.

Qianqiu wiped the sweat off his forehead and fixed his gaze on another terrifying giant shadow. He copied the same technique and killed Guixie with his eyes.

The students around him all looked at him with admiration, but only Qianqiu was aware of his own embarrassment.

"Almost no mana!"

"Weak skills can't kill these evil spirits, strong skills... I only have single-target strong skills!"

"Teacher, if the reinforcements you have arranged do not arrive soon, we will be in imminent danger, on the verge of collapse."

Qianqiu was communicating with his mentor in his mind. Even though his description was a bit exaggerated, the situation in Oasis No. 3 was indeed much more serious than in the other two places. If it continued, there would most likely be casualties.

The defense facilities here are very simple. Perhaps, Hidden Killing Pavilion never intended to use this place as a base for long-term operation. Before Xinhuo took over, the most valuable thing in the entire base was the data. Other facilities and equipment were cheap goods, and it would not be a big loss if they were all thrown away.

Xinhuo built this place as a base.

However, due to the short time and the long distance from the base camp, the defense line of Oasis No. 3 is still simple. The number of elites from the organization headquarters stationed here is much less than that of the Burning Mall. Even if the commander uses all the "former killers" and "training camp students", Qianqiu still feels under great pressure.

Who asked him to bear more than half of the pressure by himself?

It is troublesome to kill each of these evil spirits. Qianqiu would rather face one world-destroying evil spirit than face ten or twenty disaster-level evil spirits.

After blocking another wave of invasion, Qianqiu unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, drank a few big gulps of the water of life, and came to the underground area of ​​the central tower.

Since the organization took over, the underground area has seen the biggest changes, with a space as large as dozens of football fields having been opened up.

Qianqiu came to one of the halls with extremely high authority with great anticipation, where only the elites of the organization headquarters could enter and exit freely.

At the end, there stands a silver gate that is more than ten meters wide and covered with mysterious patterns all around.

The gate was built not long ago, connecting to the mysterious headquarters. Today, reinforcements from the headquarters will also come out from here.

Qianqiu took another sip of the life-giving water in the thermos, his eyes bright.

The quaint silver door slowly opened, and colorful light seemed to shine through from inside. In the light, there was a figure walking like a cat.

Um? ? ?

Seeing the leading reinforcements clearly, Qianqiu was stunned.

What a black cat this is!

With its head hung low, the cat's face was full of resentment and sadness, and the pair of eyes looking at him were four parts unfriendly, three parts melancholy, and three parts helpless.

He actually saw such an obvious expression from a cat!

“Meow——!!”

…

…

Oasis No. 2, Spark Oasis.

The area of ​​the oasis has expanded several times compared to a few months ago, but town construction has not caught up, and there are still large tracts of undeveloped wasteland outside the city walls.

These wastelands are filled with huge and ferocious evil creatures.

The ground trembled under their footsteps, and they advanced towards the city wall step by step, despite the palm thunder, fireball, seed bomb and other skills flying from afar.

Closer! Closer!

The tiny figures on the city wall gradually became clear in their eyes as big as trucks. There was also the fragrant human scent wafting from the town, making the evil spirits even more frantic, with streaks of saliva on their ferocious mouths.

Until a figure appeared that was dozens of times more terrifying than them.

The red silk was like blood, dyeing the sky and the earth red. The seemingly soft silk could easily tear apart the indestructible body of the natural disaster.

In just a moment, peace returned outside the city wall.

An Jianyou was neither sad nor happy. He put the red robe back as if he had completed a daily task, and then he disappeared into the underworld.

With her strength, she alone is enough to protect the entire oasis, and there is no problem of consumption that other myths worry about.

But An Jianyou usually doesn’t take action.

How could she snatch away everyone's goals and tasks when everyone was working hard to accumulate mysteries?

An Jianyou bit the straw with her small mouth, bathing in the gentle and warm sunshine pouring in from the window, and her mood was as bright as the sunshine.

"It's another beautiful day~"

…

“It’s really getting worse and worse.”

In front of the Xinghui Fortress with a towering wall a hundred meters high, a fierce battle to defend the city has just ended. The defenders were fortunate enough to see the honorable and great His Majesty Bai Laizemon take action with a fanatical look on their face.

At that time, the lord was standing at the front of the fortress, and just by opening his hands, brilliant star trails streaked across the sky. The next moment, meteors rained down, continuously hitting those huge and terrifying evil spirits, smashing them into pieces.

In front of the fortress, there were many deep pits formed by falling meteors.

This is the power of myth!

Long live Your Majesty!

Outside, waves of enthusiastic shouts gathered together, forming a roaring sound like a wave, and people were excited. However, Berezmon, who had just returned to the fortress castle, was not in a very happy mood.

There was no other reason. The disaster was getting more and more severe. Today, even he, the myth, had to take action to prevent the natural disaster, Guixie, from poking several big holes in the giant wall of Xingshi Fortress.

However, the only eight major cities including the Falling Star Capital and the Star Fortress are currently safe and sound, while the other small oases have suffered heavy losses.

They used special rituals to connect the eight cities into a whole, and used the Star Fortress as the gateway to this whole. As a result, the other seven cities suffered very little damage, and the only price they paid was that the Star Fortress had to face a slightly stronger disaster.

For this purpose, Bailezemon came here in person to take charge.

However, he was not sure how long the disaster would last and whether the severity of the catastrophe would continue to escalate.

These are all his headaches.

"My ancestor, there is news coming from the rear. The Earldom of Helle and the Marquisate of Abner both hope to get support. What do you think..."

The mayor of Xinghui Fortress stood respectfully aside and asked tentatively.

Bolesmon raised his hand and the letter flew towards him, but he took a glance at it and threw it away.

"madness!"

"This disaster is threatening to harm our foundation. Only by combining our strength can we minimize the losses. Now, I think the Star Fortress does not have enough defenders. Where will the strength to support these oases come from?"

"Besides, I have already made it clear that we should withdraw our forces and defend the eight oases. Since they are reluctant to part with their scraps, they should be buried with us."

The Starlight City Lord smiled bitterly.

Those small oases may be nothing but scrap metal in your eyes, but in the eyes of these earls and marquises, they are the treasures of their families.

The Lord of Xinghui City would not say these words, but he specifically mentioned them in front of the ancestors today, and someone paid a high price to come to him. But no matter how high the price was, he could not let himself lose points in the eyes of the ancestors.

"I will give them a stern warning right now."

"Well, they are our subjects after all. If they are willing to retreat to the eight oases, we still have to send an elite team to support them... If they retreat early, there will be no more trouble!"

Bailezemon was very dissatisfied.

The Starlight City Lord couldn't respond to this, so he could only change the subject and said, "Ancestor, some large oases are also begging for our assistance, saying that if we can send some elite troops to help, they are willing to pay a huge price for it."

"These large oases include the Blackstone Alliance, Wave City-State, Burning Oasis, Storm City, and Sword Flower City... Among them, the Blackstone Alliance is willing to pay the highest price."

The Lord of Xinghui City presented the letter.

These large oases did indeed sacrifice a lot of money, especially the Blackstone Alliance... Bolaizemon knew the reason very well, the Blackstone Alliance was the weakest among the large oases. If it weren't for the fact that the life of the leader of the Blackstone Alliance was extended some time ago, there might be only one Sixth Awakening left in the entire large oasis.

Too weak.

Unexpectedly, the Blackstone Alliance was willing to put up so many chips, including not only a large number of strange crystals and rare treasures, but also 50% of the output of the Oasis in the next hundred years.

Even Bailaizemon was slightly moved.

He shook his head. "It's too risky to support these large oases. We don't know how long the disaster will last. We... reject all of these instinctively."

"Of course." He added, "If one day a large oasis can no longer support itself and is ready to evacuate, we can bring a few talented people to our Fallen Star City."

This is not only the most advantageous option for the Falling Star City, but also the lowest-risk and most stable option.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

The disaster showed no sign of stopping, and it was getting more and more ferocious. The tense soldiers defending the city had been fighting for more than ten days, and their condition had begun to decline. The consumption of potions, props, and strange crystals was like a flood.

Under such pressure, Bolesmon has taken action several times in recent days.

He was also increasingly glad that he had chosen the safest strategy in the beginning.

"In comparison, the Burning Chamber of Commerce is about to start to get anxious and exhausted. This is the bitter fruit of their arrogance in the past."

The situation became increasingly urgent, and due to the offensive of the evil tide, Bolaizemon had to take action about once every two or three days.

He was very annoyed, but when he thought of the mythical queen of the Burning Chamber of Commerce, who had to take action frequently and early on and faced much greater pressure than him, Bai Laizemon's annoyance eased immediately.

He found a way to lower his blood pressure.

While you have some free time, take a look at the situation at the Ranhuo Mall.

He thought, and then he used a certain blood descendant as an anchor and cast his gaze.

…

…

The situation of the Ranhuo Mall does not seem optimistic.

Since the day before yesterday, the artillery fire had hardly stopped. The number of evil spirits attacking the oasis could be as few as a few dozen at times, or as many as several thousand or tens of thousands.

Although their number may not seem large, they require the soldiers defending the city to be on high alert, sapping their energy and eroding their condition.

The two epic flying boats that were rescuing people everywhere no longer set sail and were docked at the port of West City.

The hull was covered with traces of evil bites and energy splashes. It could be said to be covered with scars, or had great battle achievements.

It can be seen that burning a fire is indeed stressful.

at this time,

In front of the mall's front line, towering city walls stood tall on the ground. The thick silver-gray walls were covered with tangled, thick brown roots, like blood vessels growing inside and outside the walls, or like giant pythons hundreds of meters long coiled on the giant walls.

Inside these thick brown roots, tiny particles could be vaguely seen surging, connecting the entire wall and the surrounding land into a whole. No matter how violent the energy impact from afar was, the towering wall did not shake at all.

Ever since the Wanmu Shengxu city wall was built and put into operation, no matter how loud the noise outside is, the ground inside the city will hardly shake.

However, such a huge and epic ritual is constantly running, and the amount of strange crystals consumed is immeasurable.

"When will this disaster end?"

"The Burning Chamber of Commerce, can it hold on?"

"It seems that the evil tide is getting more and more fierce."

The powerful people from all walks of life were watching and feeling uneasy.

The surging evil tide seemed not to hit the towering city walls, but to continuously hit their hearts.

It has been about two months since the disaster first appeared. From the beginning, sporadic changes and evil spirits hit the oasis, to today...

"Sporadic attacks by evil spirits are almost non-stop. Today, there have been 26 evil spirits with a scale of over a thousand. The largest scale was tens of thousands, and there are quite a few high-star evil spirits among them."

There are statistics from the mercenary group leader.

On the fourth day, several mercenary group leaders gathered again.

"Today, the evil tide of over a thousand appeared 32 times in total, and the Burning Fire Queen was forced to take action twice."

The leader of the mercenary group who was speaking had trouble sleeping for several nights, and there were already some bloodshot in his eyes.

Day 7.

"The number of evil spirits exceeding a thousand is still increasing. This is not good, everyone."

The leader of the mercenary group spoke with more bloodshot eyes, "Under the continuous attacks of the evil tide, our condition is declining, let alone the fire warriors who are facing the waves head-on."

"If this continues... no, after fighting for so many days, the strength of those Fire Warriors will probably decline a lot!"

"But the Combustible Fire Merchants Guild is too arrogant. So far, they are unwilling to let us participate in the city defense. At most, they let us do some auxiliary work."

Several mercenary group leaders frowned.

The man with bloodshot eyes often squatted on a high place to observe. He was very clear about the situation of the Burning Chamber of Commerce.

"Maybe it's because I refused at the beginning that I can't bring myself to do it now, but it will be over soon."

"I've counted them carefully. Today, more than 20 strong men from the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce were injured. They were injured by the evil spirits. This means that their pollution level will increase and their condition will deteriorate further... And over the past few days, there are probably hundreds of injured warriors from the Burning Fire Chamber of Commerce. Some of them have suffered two or three rounds of evil spirits. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on any longer."

This is also a problem faced by other forces.

It is not difficult to resist a single evil tide, but when it comes again and again, the awakened ones can no longer bear it.

The awakened ones are not made of iron, but the evil ones are!

In the Burning Mall, many mercenary groups were on high alert, ready to take over from the Burning Warriors and begin a new round of defending the city.

However, not everyone wants to defend the city for Ranhuo. Some want to leave, while others want to see the mall fall into ruin.

A Chamber of Commerce boss told his trusted aides, "Once the city is breached, the three of us will leave with light luggage. A small number of people won't necessarily attract Guixie's attention."

There were also awakened ones with strange lights flashing in their eyes.

"If the city is breached, we might be able to loot the big mall, and then take advantage of the chaos to get rid of the evil spirits... I know the coordinates of an uninhabited oasis, which might not be attacked by the evil spirits."

There were also several mythical gazes that appeared above the Burning Mall from time to time.

Bai Laizemeng thought to himself, "The waves that the Burning Mall is facing are indeed more fierce, and the recovery ability of Guixie is also stronger. If this trend continues, there is a high probability that this mall will be destroyed!"

From the perspective of Falling Star City, he hopes that the Burning Mall... will disappear.

Day 10,

The head of the mercenary group, with bloodshot eyes, said, "Today, several times, powerful evil spirits have rushed up the city wall. I swear that tomorrow, at the latest, the Burning Chamber of Commerce will have to lower its face to invite us."

On the thirteenth day,

The head of the mercenary group, with bloodshot eyes, spoke with some admiration, "Although the Burning Chamber of Commerce is very arrogant, their resilience is also worthy of admiration."

"Yes, they have been defending the city for more than two months. Especially in the past half month, they have been facing high-intensity battles. They are still able to hold on without making any mistakes. This alone makes them much better than the brats in my mercenary group."

The indomitable will, the belief in victory...the Fire Warriors have shown so many shining points.

The team leaders were silent and admired.

But no matter how much we admire them, people have their limits.

Day 16

"Why do I feel as if the warriors of the Burning Chamber of Commerce have no limits?"

The mercenary leader's eyes were bloodshot and his tone was a little more confused.

Clue 1: The siege wave is getting more and more fierce.

Clue 2: The condition of the soldiers defending the city has declined.

But the answer presented before us is that the defense line is still solid and impregnable.

Defending the mall was something to be happy about, but at this moment, the team leader just felt it was unscientific.

"This...is unreasonable!"

…

hotel,

Kylios looked into the distance, feeling conflicted.

The city seemed to be about to be broken, yet it seemed impossible to break it.

Should he contact the island owner? But if he did, and found out later that the mall was still standing, wouldn't it be a waste of the island owner's efforts?

The deputy island owner fell into deep thought.

…

On the city wall,

Luo Jianxing was handing over the defense mission to a younger member of the organization.

"Hey, your face is so red, is this... a successful breakthrough?"

"Lucky, lucky."

Ye Luo cupped his hands, unable to conceal his smile, "Thanks to the blessings of all the elders and my mentor, I have succeeded in one go and entered the Sixth Awakening. I am in great shape now, so it's up to me to do it next."

Luo Jianxing even showed envy.

There was no way, because he had failed twice in breaking through to the fourth awakening and failed once in breaking through to the sixth awakening.

It's a bit embarrassing to be overtaken by the 'newcomers' who joined the club dozens of batches later!

no.

No rest for now, kill! Kill again! Kill until the evil disappears without a trace!

…

Falling Star Cave, Star Fortress.

Boom boom

Meteors streaked across the sky in brilliant tracks and fell into the dense and evil tide, and the next moment a brilliant light exploded.

After finishing all these, Bolaizemon returned to the castle and was about to continue his daily practice when he suddenly remembered that he had not viewed the Burning Oasis from afar for several days.

A few days is just a blink of an eye for a mythical existence.

But at this moment of disaster, a few days can be quite long, enough to change many things.

Perhaps, the walls of the Burning Oasis had become full of potholes, or even broken. After all, even the walls of their Star Fortress had been damaged in several places after the fierce battle.

Bai Laizemon closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly.

His gaze crossed through numerous spaces and descended over the sky above the Burning Mall, looking towards the towering giant wall.

The Great Wall...

An awakened being jumped down from above, roaring and charging towards the evil tide that was rushing towards them.

Moreover, before the evil tide reached the city wall, it strangled this wave of tens of thousands of people.

Bolaizemon: “???”

Wait, something seems wrong.

Not only did the condition of the warriors of the Burning Chamber of Commerce not decline, but they became stronger with each battle?