"The battle will begin in three days. Are you ready?" The silent young man in black was Tang Mufeng, codenamed White Tiger. Tang Mufeng was a top soldier in the special forces, a man of integrity and the calmest of the four.
The four major factions are also quite interesting. The Azure Dragon faction is the strongest, and the primary criterion for joining is good looks. The Suzaku faction is all-female and particularly skilled in aerial combat. The Black Tortoise faction is the most passionate, and Mu Yao seriously suspects that Zhang Junyu's selection criteria are based on middle school age.
The White Tiger Regiment, also known as the White Tiger Legion, has a completely military style. Although the four major regiments are all officially supported, only the White Tiger Regiment's members are selected entirely from the military.
"I am alone and ready to fight at any time." Mu Yao said.
"I hope we can meet here again after the war!" Chang Leyou said.
"Then we will open the bed and welcome you with fine wine and delicious food to celebrate your triumphant return!" Mu Yao said seriously. Three days later, the Heavenly Dao predicted the Great War of All Races, a war that would result in a near-death struggle.
Therefore, in the past ten years, China has spared no effort to improve the combat effectiveness of the four major war groups, especially giving priority to Mu Yao's first need. If humans lose this war, all the previous hundred-year plans and thousand-year plans are nonsense, because defeat means genocide!
Mu Yao was the one who escaped in the prophecy, so Mu Yao's needs were always put first in the past ten years, even though Mu Yao had everything she needed.
"Sister Muyao, when you come back, let's hold a peach banquet on this sky island. I have been coveting those peaches for a long time. They should be ripe when we come back!" Chang Leyou looked at Muyao.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? We can use it anytime. Well, I called you here this time to prepare supplies for you. Remember not to be stingy and you can ask me for help at any time. I, Lord Qilin, am not a fake." Mu Yao said, and took out four storage rings of the great magician. Each of them was filled with supplies that could support an army of 100,000 people for ten years.
Not to mention the various potions and magical instruments, there were also plenty of peaches. Mu Yao had no shortage of these things, having provided a lot to the country over the years, and the four of them were no strangers to them. But this time, Mu Yao was absolutely generous, providing almost unlimited supplies to the four major groups.
"What a big deal! No matter how many races come, they can't withstand the sword in my hand. This battle will make them have no way back. China will never give up an inch of land!" This guy is suffering from the second-year syndrome as soon as he says it.
"We won't stay any longer. Take care!" Tang Mufeng said to Mu Yao. The other three also said their goodbyes. Mu Yao felt a little sad, thinking that this farewell might be forever.
"Take care." Mu Yao said softly.
Three days later, the war between all races began. A darkness obscured the sky, a vast expanse of darkness. Mu Yao stood in the air.
"That must be Lord Qilin." Looking at the figure standing in the air, some people became excited.
"Of course it is. It's great. I feel much more at ease knowing that Master Qilin is here."
"That's right. My cubs have all been sent to Sky Island. This time I will feel free to kill them all."
"That's right, my kid is more promising than me, hahaha. I heard that the sky island is so picturesque and full of spiritual energy that you can improve your cultivation just by breathing."
"I envy those cubs so much. Why doesn't Master Qilin form a war group? I'd be happy to be a gatekeeper."
"You're overthinking it. Even if Master Qilin were to choose someone, it wouldn't be our turn. Even if it's just a janitor, there are plenty of big guys who want to go."
Just by looking at how these people chat, you can tell how great a sense of security the Qilin Guardian brings.
Mu Yao looked at the figure, who was about thirty stories tall. She realized that she was no thicker than the figure's finger. It wasn't that she couldn't cast the spell of heaven and earth, but she turned to look at her dog.
"Can it grow this big?" Mu Yao asked.
"Tuanbao can only reach half of it at most." Tuanbao shook his head and was about to cry with grievance.
“······” They are all divine beasts, why is our own one so useless and so fond of crying?
"The demon god has arrived, and you're not kneeling to greet him." Was this the part where he was hurling threats? Mu Yao was speechless when she heard the voice.
"What a joke! This is our Chinese territory. Anyone who dares to enter will be killed!" Mu Yao swung her sword as soon as she finished speaking. This battle was inevitable. There was no need to say more. Coming here was an invasion, and there was no need for hypocritical peace talks. This was China's territory and no one else could covet it.
This time, the Myriad Races War differed from previous ones in that these weren't just minor monsters suppressed by the rules, weakened enough to drop equipment, but rather true masters from other planes. This was a battle of life and death. China had no choice but to throw all its cards at the table and fight with all its might.
This was war, not a battle that could be resolved by one person. Mu Yao had lost count of how many swords she had swung, how many demons she had slain. Her opponents grew stronger, but her natural talent was a real help. The stronger her opponents became, the stronger she became.
Mu Yao never thought that she, who was afraid of cockroaches, could become the Kirin Guardian who wears armor and fights on the battlefield.
Three months, a full three months. This invasion naturally couldn't last indefinitely, otherwise what was the point of the World Consciousness? If higher planes could invade lower planes at will, what was the point of the Tower of All Worlds?
Seeing the sun shining again on the earth, Mu Yao smiled, and so did all the living people. This time they had held on, and they had secured a century of peaceful development.
"Yaoyao!" Cheng Suying and Mu Cangyuan's hearts almost stopped when they saw Muyao fall. Suddenly, they saw a figure running towards her. Muyao closed her eyes in peace.
At this moment, the whole world shattered like a mirror.
"Muyao, Muyao." Hearing the voice, Muyao opened her eyes in a daze.
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