As the silver light fell, Chu Liyue and Xiao Wujie appeared on the riverbank.
She lowered her head and gently kissed Xiao Wujie's thin lips before carefully putting him down from her arms.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and their faces lit up with joy when they saw them return safely.
Without these two, they would have been wiped out, or at least very few would have made it this far.
Just as everyone was basking in the joy of successfully crossing the river, a deafening roar erupted from the moat.
The countless, seemingly endless, twisted dead servants all fixed their empty gazes on the people on the shore.
Among the Deadpools, several giant bodies, nearly capable of blotting out the sun, had completely surfaced, blocking out the faint light filtering through the gaps in the forest.
It cast a huge shadow over everyone.
The initial joy was instantly overwhelmed by a tidal wave of fear. Gazing at the apocalyptic scene in the moat, everyone on the bank turned pale and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
Especially when faced with the empty, numb gazes of those giants, they even felt difficulty breathing.
The more battle-hardened and knowledgeable they were, the less they knew how to resist.
They have done everything in their power to eliminate wave after wave of Deadpools, but compared to the river full of Deadpools, it's just a drop in the ocean.
Faced with this extreme combination of nature and technology, a profound sense of despair and powerlessness enveloped everyone.
A soft footstep sounded, and Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue took a step forward at the same time.
The biting wind made their clothes flutter, and in front of the colossal monster whose size blotted out the sky, they were as small as a speck of dust.
After coughing lightly twice, Xiao Wujie felt a chill and couldn't help but lean closer to Chu Liyue's warm and soft embrace.
Amidst the eerie wind, Chu Liyue stood facing the wind, her face expressionless, coldly and domineeringly wrapping one arm around Xiao Wujie's waist.
Despite being as small as dust in the face of billions of Deadpools, his aura was so powerful that people dared not look him in the eye.
Leaning against Chu Liyue's chest, Xiao Wujie looked at the river full of dead servants and couldn't help but sigh softly.
He held back all the way, conserving his strength and condition, but facing this number of Deadpools, he could no longer afford to hold back.
Putting aside Vito Rosso's arrogant and twisted personality, as well as his ridiculously pretentious behavior, he had to admit that this idiot was a very troublesome opponent.
With his immortal clones and his massive army of Dead Servants, how many people could possibly defeat him?
There was nothing he could do; he was just blindly kicking the iron plate. No wonder his sister and he had to teach him a lesson...
He couldn't help but turn his head and rub against Chu Liyue's beautiful cheek, "Sister, how about we become a couple and team up to slay monsters?"
Chu Liyue's slender fingers rested on his waist, gently kneading it in a way that was half-coaxing and half-teasing, her tone low and cold yet tender:
"satisfy."
She lightly lifted his chin with her fingers, her cold eyes, filled with a hint of doting affection, fixed on him, not forgetting to remind him:
"But we cannot disregard our health and act recklessly."
"Otherwise, don't expect me to hug you, comfort you, or sleep in the same bed with you for a month."
The first sentence was completely unthreatening, but the second sentence made Xiao Wujie nod repeatedly in fright.
Ahead, the Dead Servants in the moat have begun to surge like waves, rushing towards the shore.
Their bodies twisted and intertwined, emitting various piercing roars, as they surged toward the shore in an overwhelming wave.
Just then, a strange noise came from the castle behind them. The windows on the dark walls, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened wide.
One after another, figures in black appeared in the window frame, and large sniper rifles were set up, with sharp explosions ringing out.
Bullets rained down in dense bursts.
Ahead, giant beasts roared, and Deadpools surged like a tide; behind, guns roared and bullets rained down.
The sky was dark and the deep mountains were shrouded in miasma, as if the end of the world had arrived.
A cold glint flashed in his deep eyes, and endless gray-white light instantly spread out.
Centered on Xiao Wujie, a dense, woven gray-white aura spread outwards.
Wherever it passed, gray and white stained the landscape, and the world lost its color.
The next instant, the surging wave of Deadpools visibly slowed down, almost coming to a standstill, and even the roars they emitted weakened and gradually subsided.
The rain of bullets seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand, suspended in mid-air, unable to move forward even an inch.
The barrier formed by the gray and white aura rippled slightly, and the stagnant rain of bullets suddenly changed direction, sweeping towards the ancient castle behind them.
The sound of shattering glass echoed continuously, never ceasing for a moment.
With a detached glance behind him, Xiao Wujie calmly turned to face the towering wave of death servants.
At this moment, the dense gray-white aura tightly bound their twisted bodies, and some of the smaller Dead Servants were completely unable to move.
The enormous monster's body twisted and contorted, yet it could not break free from its restraints.
Amidst the raging, eerie winds, a sudden glint appeared in Xiao Wujie's deep eyes. Grayish-white energy surged and swirled around his slender body, relentlessly entangling the death servants who were attempting to break free of their restraints.
His fine black hair danced in the wind as his body slowly floated into the air, his eyes gleaming with silver light.
Long, slender fingers drew a strange silver symbol in the air. One begets two, two begets three, and in the blink of an eye, dense silver symbols flew everywhere, like mysterious and obscure celestial scriptures.
With his gaze fixed on the surging tide of Deadpools ahead, Xiao Wujie flicked his finger, and the countless silver symbols flying in the sky immediately seemed to come alive, heading straight for the billions of Deadpools.
Mysterious and obscure silver symbols were precisely placed between the brows of each twisted Deadpool, and Xiao Wujie's slender hand suddenly reached out and gently grabbed.
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