Ji Yueyao kept holding onto Zhu Mu's hand, hoping to pull him up a little more, but the force pulling her was unimaginably strong. Ji Yueyao used almost all her strength to just keep Zhu Mu from being pulled down.
Zhu Mu hadn't uttered a sound since Ji Yueyao grabbed his hand. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he simply couldn't. The immense pulling force was almost tearing him in two. Zhu Mu's eyes turned red, and he even opened his mouth to bite the soil in front of him—he was afraid that he would bite off his tongue because of the pain.
Just as this tug-of-war was in progress, several thick branches sprouted from under Ji Yueyao's feet and tightly wrapped around her feet, almost instantly pulling her to the ground.
Pain, along with the joy of these exotic plants, kept flooding into Ji Yueyao's mind. Being forcibly dragged underground, she felt as if a bone in her body would break with a crack with each collision.
My mind was a complete blank, and the feeling of death washed over me like a tidal wave, impossible to resist or refuse.
She could no longer tell whether what was covering her eyes was dirt, blood, or tears that kept flowing out; at this moment, Ji Yueyao had completely lost consciousness.
On the eve of falling into a coma, only one sentence flashed through her mind.
"It really feels so familiar."
...
On the battlefield of the Beihuang base, it would not be an exaggeration to describe the scene as one where blood flowed like rivers.
Huang Tianji stood on the city wall, somewhat stunned, looking at the man covered in blood. No one would have thought that Mu Yanxuan, the dignified ruler of a country, would personally go to the battlefield to fight... No, this could no longer be called a battle; it was just a massacre!
Mu Yanxuan stood atop the mountain of corpses, surrounded by a thick, dark mist. Wherever that mist spread, there was absolutely no sign of life.
Every soldier in Country C looked at their leader with awe. At that moment, they were all filled with excitement and madness. The man who had emerged from the blood was their leader, their god.
With a cold, decisive step, he broke a soldier's neck. Beneath Mu Yanxuan's calm eyes gleamed a bloodthirsty pleasure. He paid no heed to the bloody stench emanating from his body. At this moment, listening to the screams of his enemies, he felt only a deep, heartfelt joy.
With almost no effort, he had already reached the so-called general from Country B.
Mu Yanxuan's devilishly dark eyes looked down at the B country general, whose legs were so weak he couldn't stand up. His calm words carried a deadly chill: "Say what you just said again."
The general from Country B was speechless; his bluish-purple lips trembled, and his deep blue eyes even lost focus due to fear.
The leader of country C... This guy in front of me is definitely a lunatic!
Just now, during the battle between the two armies, he had only gloated, "Their people have infiltrated the Nanxiao base and killed a woman," when this madman in front of him jumped down from the city wall, disrupting the entire army's battle. Then, an inescapable, rotting mist began to swirl around him... and in a moment, he was right in front of him.
"Never mind." Mu Yanxuan looked at the trembling general from Country B and suddenly spoke up. Then, the next second, he directly set up a vacuum absolute domain in front of the general.
As he watched the person in front of him explode within the domain, the violent aura in his heart subsided slightly, but his entire aura was now filled with bloodthirsty and insane killing intent.
He had just received news from the Xiyu base yesterday that Ji Yueyao had already gone to the Nanxiao base, and now he heard that a woman had been killed at the Nanxiao base... How could he not go crazy...?
After meeting Ji Yueyao, his childhood dream seemed to return: to be free from troublesome and irritating things and to be able to quietly bask in the sun with the person he loved... However, due to various reasons, all his hopes turned into devastating despair.
Ten years ago, he was willing to shed blood in hell for himself; ten years later, he could return to hell for the woman who brought him out of hell, and slaughter everyone who stood in his way.
If it's his, then it's absolutely his.
The first wave of troops sent by Country B has already been wiped out by him... According to the intelligence, there should be two more waves coming.
Mu Yanxuan frowned as he stood amidst the sea of corpses. He believed that Ji Yueyao wouldn't be in such a state so easily, but the rage in his heart was impossible to quell.
It seems that even after so many years, he is still the same person, unchanged at all.
There was no way to solve the problem at hand... Mu Yanxuan ran back in frustration, reaching the foot of the city wall in almost a breath.
The news about the termites should arrive today; he can't wait a moment longer.
Huang Ya, who had been standing behind Huang Tianji, watched Mu Yanxuan's figure disappear in front of the city gate with almost fascination. Her usually domineering eyes were suddenly filled with possessive desire.
"This is the kind of man I want most!" Mad, bloodthirsty, exuding an aura of despair—this is the true ruler of the apocalypse! Huang Ya chuckled smugly, then ran off like the wind, disappearing without a trace.
"Ya Ya!" Just as Huang Tianji was about to say something to Huang Ya, she ran away like the wind. He hurriedly called out, but Huang Ya didn't even turn her head.
"This child," Huang Tianji said with some annoyance.
“Father.” Huang Yuan, Huang Tianji’s second son, stepped forward and carefully draped a cloak over Huang Tianji’s shoulders. “The first battle is over. Let’s go back. It’s windy here.”
Huang Tianji smoothed the fabric around his neck, nodded, and walked downstairs. "Yuan'er, what kind of person do you think... Mu Yanxuan is?"
Huang Yuan paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and followed closely behind Huang Tianji, whispering, "Extremely powerful."
"Is that all?" Huang Tianji asked, somewhat displeased.
“Only this way.” Something flashed in Huang Yuan’s eyes, but he simply nodded and repeated it again.
"You still disappoint me as much as ever." Huang Tianji stopped and looked at Huang Yuan with displeasure, throwing his cloak back at him. "If you could put in even a fraction of your brother's effort... Fine, go do what you're supposed to do, and stop getting in my way."
After saying that, Huang Tianji left without looking back, leaving Huang Yuan standing there in a daze, holding his cloak.
What did he want to say? Nothing more than adjectives like "crazy"... He was simply powerful, yet he insisted on finding derogatory terms on the surface. Powerful was enough; it was enough to leave them utterly defenseless. (To be continued.)
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