Protecting Chu Feng would be tantamount to offending Zheng Teng.
He represents not only the Taotie Academy, but also the divine families.
"There must be another way, there must be another way!"
Liu Ying slowly got up. She remembered the telegram number Chu Feng had given her before he left, and headed straight out of the school.
...
Hellfire.
"kill--"
The shouts of battle shook the void, and fierce fighting was unfolding on the ground, which was full of magma fissures.
A blood-red banner fluttered in the still air, its surface filthy and tattered, as if it had been baptized in blood.
Through the blood-stained flag, a large lettering could be vaguely seen.
Chu!
Hundreds of thousands of warriors clad in black armor clashed fiercely with raging fiery monsters.
Their fighting spirit was high, they showed no fear, and every move they made was a killing blow.
Below the military flag, a temporary command post was set up, from which orders were occasionally transmitted.
"Report! Urgent telegram from Jiangcheng!"
A soldier covered in blood stood in front of the military tent and quickly reported.
In an instant, everyone in the military tent stopped what they were doing.
Standing before the sand table, Chu Daoxuan paused slightly, the resolute look in his eyes fading, replaced by tenderness.
"read!"
"Young Master Jiang Feng has awakened an E-rank talent and has been chosen as blood food to be fed to monsters within twelve hours!"
After the soldier finished speaking, everyone in the temporary command post held their breath.
Because they understood what this message meant for the commander!
"Fine! Fine! You're going to feed my son to monsters, what are you planning?"
Chu Daoxuan's body emanated boundless killing intent, which was almost taking on a tangible form.
"Pass down the order: the 100,000 prison guards shall lay down the demons they are carrying and devote all their efforts to constructing the spatial passage!"
"I am going to march on Jiangcheng."
A man in black armor behind him quickly said, "Commander, we are now completely cut off from the human world and can only receive their telegrams."
"Moreover, constructing a spatial passage will take at least seven days! I suggest we repair the power station and send electricity to the divine city to rescue the young master!"
"Do it simultaneously!"
Military orders are as firm as mountains and are transmitted with lightning speed.
Chu Daoxuan stepped out of the military tent and looked at the hundreds of millions of demons on the battlefield, his fingers trembling.
"If my son loses even a single hair, then the millions of people in Jiangcheng should be prepared to be buried with him."
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