A black rain of death enveloped the entire Great Xia.
The protective arrays in various cities have been corroded by the rain of death, leaving large gaps in their defenses.
The martial arts alliance experts responsible for repairing the magic array were constantly covered in the rain of death, their screams echoing as they turned into skeletons that were then scattered by the wind.
But not a single person backed down in the face of battle.
Warriors of the Great Xia Dynasty followed one after another in their path.
When one person falls, thousands upon thousands rise up.
Dongfang Sheng, Qin Ming, and others led a group of experts from the Blood Mist Sect into the air, continuously repairing the broken magic array.
The crowd below was deeply moved by this scene, and tears welled up in their eyes.
"No coward is among the men of our Great Xia!"
“Child, do you see? The reason we are still alive is because there are many people who are carrying the burden for us, and they are willing to sacrifice their lives.”
"Dad, when I grow up, I want to become a martial artist to protect my country!"
Zhuge Wuwo soared into the air, exerting all his strength to repair the biggest flaw in the protective array, disregarding the rain of death that fell upon him, his heart filled with heroic passion, and he roared to the sky.
"To sacrifice oneself for one's country in times of crisis, to regard death as returning home!"
"If you want to destroy the Great Xia, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"
"Because I am a soldier of the Great Xia Dynasty!"
His shoulders, back, and chest were stained with raindrops of death.
The steel and flesh body was constantly corroded, emitting plumes of black smoke.
He could have used his powerful cultivation to resist, but he didn't.
He wanted to use his limited life force to repair the huge hole above his head and save more lives.
As a soldier, standing tall is a monument, falling down is a mountain range.
Behind Zhuge Wuwo, there were also many other veteran war gods, all of whom were deeply moved.
They took action one after another.
But the hole above my head is getting bigger and bigger.
The rain of death poured down, and many innocent civilians suffered as a result, with screams echoing continuously.
Spirits kept sneaking in and wreaking havoc on the Great Xia Dynasty.
These are all evil spirits summoned by the magician Merlin from another dimension, specifically designed to corrupt and manipulate people's souls, turning them into their puppets.
A powerful mage can influence the outcome of a large-scale war, which is terrifying.
Suddenly, a teleportation portal appeared high in the sky.
An elderly man with a hunched back stepped in.
He wore a tattered military uniform guarding the city gate, carried a large iron pot on his back, and held a broken broom. His decaying body was weak and frail, yet it seemed as if an extremely powerful force was hidden within him.
Old Luo first took off the broken iron pot from his back and threw it into the air, where it became a barrier that protected the entire Haidong City.
With a wave of his withered hand, he unleashed a powerful burst of spiritual energy to help Zhuge Wuwo dispel the rain of death from his body, and said slowly.
"It is easy to die for one's country, but what we must do is to preserve our lives and protect our homeland."
"Thank you, senior!"
Zhuge Wuwo bowed respectfully to the old hunchback.
The man in front of him was the senior brother of the God of War; in front of him, he was a junior.
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Then, Old Luo stepped into the void, his turbid eyes gleaming with a sharp light.
He swung the broom as if he were sweeping the floor normally, without any fancy movements, yet it stirred up gusts of wind on the ground, forming a terrifying tornado.
The power of the storm is extremely strong and yang, like a giant dragon descending from the sky, specifically designed to annihilate evil spirits.
It roared and roamed through the streets and alleys of Haidong, moving as fast as lightning, and in no time, it swept away all the evil spirits.
But the rain of death outside showed no signs of stopping, and in fact, it grew heavier and heavier.
Looking around, the world was shrouded in a thick black fog.
Countless evil spirits were summoned from another dimension, roaring as they rammed into Old Luo Guozi's broken iron pot, making dull thuds.
Ancient runes flickered on the surface of the broken iron pot, and a powerful magic array appeared on it. Various phantoms of spirit beasts appeared, true dragons and phoenixes were flying, and the phantom of the ancient Qilin roared and howled, constantly crushing the evil spirits that came.
"Hey, you evil spirits, do I look more like a human or a deity?"
The old weasel had its hands behind its back, its white beard fluttering in the wind.
This time, the old man didn't fart, nor did he use any illusions.
Instead, it lures a large group of evil spirits into the magic array and annihilates them instantly.
The old weasel's origins are mysterious, and it is surprisingly unafraid of this rain of death.
A faint glow enveloped its body, automatically shielding it from the corrosive effects of the raindrops of death.
"Go to hell!"
Suddenly, the old weasel took a deep breath, its body growing hundreds of feet tall, like a mountain. With its enormous claws, it slammed down, tearing many evil spirits to shreds.
The CEO's office on the top floor of the Ye Group building.
Ouyang Luoxue sat behind a large desk, her smooth hair cascading over her shoulders, her skin fair and delicate, her eyebrows arched, and below them were a pair of clear, watery eyes.
She has an outstanding temperament, and even when she is wearing office attire, her beautiful appearance cannot be hidden.
This only accentuated her strong, independent woman aura.
Opposite her sat a foreign man with a high nose and blue eyes, wearing a sharp suit and black-rimmed glasses, his skin sickly pale.
His speech and manners exude the air of a British gentleman.
The man in front of me is named Jemingham, and he comes from the United States.
He is the head of the Greater China region for Zikou Cosmetics, the world's largest cosmetics company.
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