Even in the cold weather, beads of cold sweat appeared on Wayne's temples. He replied in a low voice, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Even though his family donated a lot of resources, he could not escape the fate of being punished after the war. But now, as a deserter, it is good that he has survived.
Brand looked up at the top of his head, expressionless, his eyes still lifeless as he stared ahead. "My king, we're getting closer and closer."
The king hummed in agreement and said nothing more.
Someone led over a tall and mighty wolf and had Wayne sit on it.
Seeing the tall wolf so docile, Wayne trembled involuntarily, wondering what would become of him. Fortunately, there was still a chance to redeem himself. If he performed well on the battlefield, perhaps nothing would happen to him.
Thinking this, he mounted the wolf's hindquarters, holding the thin rope, and controlled the wolf.
As for Fang Liang and Duo Mao, they both wisely went to the back and followed the main group. Duo Mao was a general, but perhaps because he followed Wayne, he didn't play any role and might even be a deserter, so no beasts were assigned to him to ride.
General Duomao looked around at his former comrades of the same rank, all of whom were riding incredibly powerful beasts, while he followed along looking disheveled. Was it because Wayne was a duke that he hadn't been punished?
A shadow crossed his eyes.
As the two armies drew closer to each other, the snow suddenly stopped, and the night sky suddenly brightened, turning it into daylight in an instant.
A bright white light flashed in the sky, and the sky seemed to have formed a giant vortex. Everyone looked up at the sky. The king ordered a halt, as he had a bad feeling.
Ye Shang also stopped flying and stood in the void. The superhumans also stopped in their tracks, and many of them paused in the air. These were all superhumans who could fly.
Everyone looked up at the eerie sky. At that moment, a door stood beside Ye Shang, and through the distorted darkness, a few words gradually appeared: "It has begun."
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On the Xuan Tian Continent, the annihilation of the borders was imminent. The formations were activated, and countless people crowded into the imperial city, including ordinary citizens and cultivators flying through the sky on their swords.
The emperor of the mortal realm watched this scene unfold, gazing at the vast darkness not far away. This darkness gradually formed a giant canvas, upon which a line of enormous characters twisted and appeared: "Transaction begins. Only cultivators may pass."
Upon hearing this, some sharp-eyed commoners below, witnessing this scene, cried out in terror, "Your Majesty, please don't abandon us!"
Someone immediately exclaimed, "Only cultivators can enter, so what are we supposed to do?!"
Ordinary people knelt down and begged, "Your Majesty, please do not abandon us."
The pleas for mercy were overwhelming, but the emperor of the mortal realm made a choice. He traded with the underworld, giving up most of the resources, and there was another hidden reason that he did not tell everyone, only he himself knew.
He has already stated one of them: the lifespan of all those who have passed away will be shortened. Another one, which he did not state, is that one's cultivation level will also be shortened.
Ordinary people below cannot be brought along. Firstly, they cannot cross the lifespan reduction requirement of the Dark Realm Gate, and some may die shortly after it is completed.
The emperor glanced at his subjects, waved his hand, and all cultivators were given a way to fly into the sky, where a vast expanse of darkness appeared, as if it had shrouded the day.
Everyone flew there.
The ordinary people who remained collapsed to the ground. They had no way to fly to such a high place. This was why the emperors placed the passage in the sky. It was also a selection tactic. Ordinary people could not possibly fly across the sky.
Those with lower cultivation levels might be able to use magical artifacts, but many others cannot.
They watched helplessly as the world was annihilated, unable to take so many ordinary people with them. The cultivators were high above, like gods. Some might look back, but no one could change anything.
Those cultivators with families are also cultivators, and those whose families are ordinary people have all stayed behind. Many believe that as long as their bloodline exists in the world, that's enough. They peacefully await their annihilation; perhaps this is what it means to wait for death.
The world has never given them a choice, and at this juncture, many things are no longer up to them.
Qingli understood all this. He glanced at the superhuman army still fighting in the distance and said, "Ah Shang, will we make it to the end?"
Ye Shang pulled the cloak up around him. "Mm."
The snow was falling harder and harder, and the world was covered with pure white snowflakes. The tall buildings and skyscrapers were all covered with a layer of pure white snowflakes.
The overseas forces' armies were repeatedly defeated, and the superhumans from the base pursued them relentlessly.
Qingli said, "Knowing that defeat is inevitable, why do you keep attacking?"
Ye Shang: "Those people were like this even before the apocalypse, constantly harassing us. A leopard can't change its spots."
"Pfft... Haha," Qingli chuckled, covering her mouth with her right fist.
He truly didn't expect Ah Shang to say such a thing.
Ye Shang raised an eyebrow slightly: "Be careful not to get a stitch in your side."
Song Wenwen killed one of the superhumans blocking her way, and then Chen Zui shouted, "Captain Song, watch out for your right rear!"
Chen Zui's voice kept lingering in my ears. He wasn't far away; he was almost always around. He was judging, reminding, and anticipating.
They can always provide accurate support to their teammates in the first instance.
The ability users' teamwork in combat improved significantly, frequently disrupting the enemy's formation.
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