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Chapter 1240 Our Battlefield

Xia Yubing has never been good with words.

The biggest problem with being bad at speaking is that you are easily misunderstood.

In the past two years, she has often followed behind Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi, cleaning up their messes.

But Shen Qingxi didn't appreciate it at all.

When I'm in a good mood, I call her Sister Bingbing; when I'm in a bad mood, I call her Commander Xia.

Like a willful child.

Actually, all three of them have flaws, so no one should criticize anyone else.

However, in the final moment, or rather, in the initial moment.

As the Signal Flag team completed their mission and was crushed by the United Ark, about to fall into the cycle of reincarnation, Xia Yubing still did her best to send the two of them a final gift in her own way.

"Who wants to appreciate your kindness!"

Shen Qingxi pounded on the coffin lid frantically, her face flushed with excitement.

No one knows the origin of the coffin in Xia Yubing's hand. In any case, the three of them have their own adventures, and there is no need to share every secret with others.

In short, it was very thick. By the time Shen Qingxi kicked the coffin lid open with all her might, they had already returned to the real world.

The surroundings remained dark, the thick fog obscured all vision, and brought indescribable changes to the real world.

As soon as Shen Qingxi jumped out of the coffin, she saw that her body had become a semi-illusory state, and some invisible force seemed to be dragging her into the dark mist.

"Don't come out!"

Seeing that she hadn't moved an inch, yet was getting further and further away from the coffin behind her, Shen Qingxi quickly reminded Li Mumu.

"That Xia girl toyed with my feelings. Does she think it's cool to save the world without saying a word?"

Amidst Shen Qingxi's cold laughter, the massive Gonggong Engine slowly emerged from the mist, its roar shattering the tranquility of the entire world.

"Let me see if I can get her back. You just lie in the coffin and don't move. Be a good girl and wait for your husband to come and get you!"

A steel cable shot out from the Gonggong engine, wrapped around Shen Qingxi's wrist, and then she was swallowed by something in the darkness. The steel cable suddenly straightened and stretched into the void as quickly as an anchor cable thrown into the sea when a ship docks.

At high tide, the sand buried in the ground may survive, but the layer of sand on the beach that comes into contact with the tide will undoubtedly be swept up by the waves and carried away into the distance.

The moment the signal flag was lit, the three of them lost their anchor in the real world and were forced to follow the great tide and travel backwards on the timeline.

These people, really...

Li Mumu lay silently in the coffin for a moment, then sighed and sat up.

Please don't make a married young woman like me incur such a huge karmic debt, okay?
As she watched the pulleys of the Gonggong engine releasing the steel cable begin to produce smoke and sparks, she raised her hand and threw out a strand of red rope, which wrapped around the steel cable.

The sudden pull instantly dragged her into the darkness.

However, with Xia Yubing's coffin as an anchor point in the real world and the powerful force of the Gonggong Engine as a buffer, she was not swept far by the tide and regained her footing.

The aura of annihilation...

Li Mumu suddenly looked up and saw an out-of-control steam locomotive stretching across the sky and hurtling straight down.

This was around Christmas last year... no, the year before last, when the three of them absorbed the power of the two Hell Lords and unleashed it on Wang Yunxiao.

Upon returning to the real world, Li Mumu once again felt the power of incense offerings from Xiquan Mountain.

Previously, she didn't know why Xia Yubing was so obsessed with pursuing a certain number of incense offerings; she only thought it was for cultivation.

Only now do I realize that Xia Yubing's cultivation was not some kind of incense-based divine path at all. The incense she accumulated was actually to solidify her anchor point in the real world.

She had planned it all out from the beginning.

The three of them were actually sharing incense offerings, but the amount of incense was limited. If it were divided up, no one could anchor themselves to it. It would be better for her to collect it all by herself and then gather it into the coffin to create a magical artifact that could anchor itself to the real world.

If the incense used for three people is only used by two people, the success rate of anchoring will definitely be higher.

Then why don't you say so? Is the mouth on your face just to complete your facial features?
After pausing for a moment, before Li Mumu could figure out how to deal with the situation, the solid ground beneath her feet suddenly became as soft as sand beneath the water, dragging her body down into it.

The tides are not a fixed state; another wave crashed in, instantly obscuring her figure in the darkness.

The hunting lion is followed by vultures and hyenas. After the King of Hell's roll call, the night procession of a hundred ghosts begins.

The United Ark sailed upstream, pressing down on the surging waves of the river of time, leaving a huge trail behind it.

Almost all outer dimensions either collapsed on the spot or disappeared into darkness. The moat vanished, the gates of the real world were wide open, and the chaotic creatures that dwelled in the great tides followed closely behind.

For them, reality and material things are nothing short of the most delicious feast.

Countless indescribable terrors invaded from the darkness, accompanied by mournful roars of death descending from the sky.

At the same moment, within the vast territory of the empire, hundreds of millions of lights were lit simultaneously, the stars and compasses were activated at the same time, and the vast, boundless Heaven-Severing Array replaced the moat, keeping the greedy eyes of those extraterrestrial demons out of reality.

The star map is lit up, symbolizing that the stars of the Kang constellation are like the sun in the sky, radiating boundless brilliance and almost turning the night into day.

Xu Ziwei laughed loudly, leading countless powerful figures into the air and charging into the void.

The most advantageous tactic for us is to bring the war to the enemy's territory.

Kou can go, so can I!

Hundreds of streaks of light accompanied the constellation Kang into the void. On the star chart, the star symbolizing Bi silently replaced Kang's position, like a silver moon releasing its bright moonlight, covering the earth and continuing to suppress the star chart.

On the Fusang Islands, a black dragon tens of thousands of feet long soared into the sky, and Takamagahara erupted in long-suppressed cheers. The survivors among the eight million native gods, having finally endured the departure of the Master of All Transformations, were freed from their seal and eagerly breathed in the air of freedom.

But in the next moment, a terrifying aura descended once more, and another giant dragon flew in from afar, its indifferent gaze fixed on Takamagahara.

In an instant, all horses fell silent.

Although the Master of Myriad Transformations has left, Xu Changge has not yet departed.

A moment later, those violent gods couldn't help but utter vulgarities.

The sensible great demon had already bowed to the giant dragon circling in the sky before turning back to his secluded cave.

Garlic bird, garlic bird, we can't afford to mess with this old lady.

Just pretend we never came out.

In Tianmen City, fiery red lotus lanterns quietly descended, sweeping away the fog that shrouded the city.

The Bodhisattva of Guidance stepped on a lotus flower and vanished into the void, stirring up a sky full of red clouds. Countless demons and evil spirits screamed and howled in the red clouds, and were torn to pieces.

As the place where Xu Ziwei started her career, Tianmen City attracted much attention from the void.

As the ruler of a mighty empire, controlling all the armies under heaven, if one could alter her origins and influence this president from the very beginning—for example, by traveling back to her childhood to seduce her and exert influence over her—…

Who can resist the joy of picking peaches?

Now that Xu Ziwei has led a group of powerful individuals into the void, it is the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the situation!
Even the Red Lotus Holy Mother, known for her ruthlessness, and the Bodhisattva of Guidance, personally intervened, but they could not completely stop those chaotic creatures from coveting this place.

As the red clouds on the horizon dissipated slightly, a terrifyingly large face, too enormous to be measured in numbers, appeared in the night sky.

A nauseating stench permeated the air of the streets and alleys, and slimy liquid teeming with bacteria and viruses poured down from the void. Countless ugly and grotesque creatures crawled out of the mouth of that giant face and fell to the ground with grinning faces.

The ripples of poison spread rapidly along the timeline, imbuing the epidemics that had broken out in Tianmen over the past few decades with mystical connections, causing them to erupt and spread at an unprecedented speed. Li Chang'an stood at the gate of the Xia Mansion, his hands behind his back, staring expressionlessly at the terrifying scene above him.

Sixty years ago, foreign barbarians knocked on the gates, and the Chinese people were awakened from their dream. Countless heroes and brave men followed one after another, filling all the rugged ravines with their bones.

"I am but a humble man, incapable of governing the country with my pen or commanding troops to suppress the rebellious. After much thought, I can only be a gatekeeper. I will stand guard outside this gate, listening to the children inside studying peacefully and watching them grow up."

"This is the gateway to the Celestial Empire, the land where the dragon awakens. You shall not approach; whoever dares to take a step forward shall die!"

The giant face in the void seemed unmoved, whether it heard Li Chang'an's whispers or not. Its decaying and corrupting power traveled backward along the timeline, as if something at the end of time had attracted its attention.

Hemoptysis.

It is rumored to be the most terrifying infectious disease in the Far East. It spreads extremely quickly, the mode of transmission is unknown, and the mortality rate is almost 99%. The most severely affected patients can even vomit all their internal organs out of their mouths, a terrifying sight.

Disease is precisely the authority He holds.

However, when He traveled back in time to the Heavenly Gate fifty years ago to find the original source of the infection, He saw a strong and healthy white man.

He was a sailor who came to Tianmen on a merchant ship. He originally planned to disembark and have fun, but he was unaware of the local customs and traditions. He accidentally wandered into a fisherman's house, where he killed the man and assaulted the woman on the bed.

As he staggered out of the house, pulling up his pants, he glanced back and saw a young man in white standing under a streetlamp, casting a cold, expressionless gaze at him.

He suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, and then he started coughing. As he coughed, blood gushed out of his throat.

This is not a disease at all.

It was... a murder!

When He cast His bewildered gaze across the barriers of time and space toward the white-clad youth under the streetlamp, He heard the youth proclaim in a clear voice, "I, Li Chang'an, hereby swear that with my sword, I will guard the Heavenly Gate for sixty years!"

Li Chang'an, the greatest assassin in the world.

No one had ever heard of this name, no one knew his deeds, and no one had ever seen the sword in his hand.

His sword is the rolling water of the rivers at the lower reaches of the Nine Rivers, and even the air and every drop of moisture in the human body are his weapons.

One man, one sword, guarding the Heavenly Gate!

I made a great vow to dedicate myself to the path and anchor myself in the long river of history for sixty years!

What kind of monster is this?

How could such a terrifying monster be hiding in this godforsaken place?

It's not that his sword is powerful, but... with your strength, haven't you ever thought about taking it a step further, or about going out and making your way in the world?
I'll stay here my whole life.

Are you out of your mind?

Li Chang'an raised his hand, and the entire world instantly transformed into a black and white scroll. Waves of ink surged up beneath his feet, splashing down on the terrifying giant face in the void.

"You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?"

Ink splashes form swords, which then transform into a ten-thousand-foot-long black dragon soaring into the sky.

On the snow-white paper, a vivid scroll of Tianmen's sixty-year history is written.

With a single strike, transcending time and space, the various epidemics influenced by the mysterious force were completely suppressed. Where the sword's edge pointed, a clear bloodstain appeared on the forehead of the terrifying giant face.

The giant face let out a strange cry and vanished into the sky in an instant.

…………

At the entrance of an alley in Nantong District, Er Yang slashed down a strange monster that fell from the sky with a single stroke of his sword. Turning around, he found that he had already broken away from the ranks of the guards.

The Special Operations Department has cancelled all leave since the beginning of the month, with all personnel on duty, patrolling the streets day and night.

Despite all the preparations made, when the high tide actually arrived, everyone realized that the preparations were far from sufficient.

Enveloped in mist, it was impossible to distinguish east from west.

As the red lotus rose and the mist dissipated, Er Yang was shocked to find that all his brothers had disappeared, and the people who had been walking with him had been replaced by strange monsters.

After the chaotic battle, although all the monsters were wiped out, Er Yang himself was exhausted, panting and drenched in sweat.

Once the soldiers broke away from their formation, each individual was ultimately outnumbered and unable to fight for long.

After regaining his senses, Er Yang smelled the stench of slaughtered cattle and sheep in the air and realized that he had returned to a familiar place.

He heard the sounds of smashing and looting coming from a house in the distance. He rushed over, pushed open the door, and saw several burly men with full beards pinning a woman to the ground. The room reeked of alcohol.

"Yihang?"

He heard someone call his name, looked up, and saw that it was his uncle.

That's the uncle who swindled him out of his money, but who also gave him a really good knife.

My uncle stood up, holding a bottle of liquor, and said with a grin, "So you're also called by the Lord? The Lord has given the decree that today we must unite, kill all these heretics, and burn down their houses..."

"The call of Monima!"

Er Yang drew the knife from his waist and, without hesitation, plunged it into his uncle's chest: "Curfew at Tianmen! Those who commit crimes will be executed without mercy!"

…………

Dumplings squatted in the kitchen, trembling.

He heard shouts of battle coming from outside, but as the shouts faded into the distance, he trembled even more violently.

A pair of aged hands slowly embraced his chubby face, and the old man's sigh reached his ears.

"grandmother……"

"Ok?"

"I'm afraid my brothers won't be able to hold on."

"Silly child, what are you saying?"

"I'm not stupid, they're the stupid ones. If they don't take me with them, where will we find food if we get tired or hungry?"

"Silly child, they are all adults, you don't need to worry about them."

"You do not understand!"

Dumpling suddenly wiped her face, stood up, picked up the pot on the stove and tied it to her back, took out the clean rifle from behind the door, and stuffed the noodles, canned food and bullet belt into her pocket.

Just like I had prepared countless times before.

Zhang Huan stood outside the door, silently watching as Jiaozi finished preparing everything, put on her helmet and mask, and walked to the door.

"Why didn't Guozi and the others take you? Have you forgotten?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Dumpling turned around and roared gruffly, "What does a woman like you know? Lock the door, I'll be right back!"

"Your older brother isn't here, no one can save you!"

“My older brother is more capable, and he’s definitely in a place where he’s needed more right now!”

Dumpling swallowed hard, mustered her courage, and strode into the night.

(End of this chapter)