Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

The Cloud Cavalry listened to March 7's explanation, glanced at the photo, and seemed to be deep in thought.

One of the older Cloud Cavalry soldiers frowned, glanced at Xing and Sanyueqi's faces, and then nodded.

With Captain Yanqing investigating this matter, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"We understand."

His voice was deep and steady.

"There has been some unrest at Luofu recently, so please be extra careful. Tourists should prioritize their personal safety. If anything unusual happens, please contact us immediately."

On March 7th, Xing nodded and bid farewell to the Cloud Cavalry.

Xing watched the cloud riders leave, then turned around and saw two familiar figures.

"Kafka?"

Xing stared at Kafka, momentarily stunned.

Kafka smiled slightly, her eyes narrowing slightly.

"Xing, it's been a long time."

Silver Wolf nodded to March 7 in a casual tone.

"March, would you like me to upgrade your camera?"

March 7th paused for a moment, looked down at the camera in his hand, and then looked up at Silver Wolf.

Upgrade your camera? You can do that too?

Silver Wolf stood with his hands on his hips, chin raised smugly.

"Don't you know who I am?! I'm the legendary hacker from Punk Lords!"

March 7's eyes lit up for a moment, but quickly dimmed again.

"It won't be too expensive, will it? I don't have much pocket money."

Silver Wolf's lips curled slightly.

"Free."

March 7th's eyes lit up again.

"Really?"

"real."

Chapter 258 Panic Begins to Spread

"Bang, bang, bang—"

In the forging room, Yingxing stood in front of the forging table, holding a freshly forged sword sheath blank in his hand, his brows furrowed.

He held it up to the light, then put it down, picked up the hammer and tapped it twice, then held it up again, looked at it, and shook his head.

He put the scabbard blank aside, picked up another scabbard that had already been made from the table, looked at it over and over several times, and shook his head again.

"No."

His voice was very low.

Han Guang sat on the chair next to him, holding "Zhan Xing" in his arms, unwilling to let go for even a moment.

He watched as Yingxing put away the forged sword sheaths, a slight smile playing on his lips, and let out a low chuckle.

Ying Xing turned around and glanced at him.

"What are you laughing at now?"

Han Guang did not answer.

He just sat there, holding his sword, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Ying Xing sighed, put all the unsatisfactory sword sheaths into a wooden box, and closed the lid.

"I have disgraced my teacher's school."

"Hehehe."

Han Guang laughed again.

Yingxing stared at his lifeless eyes for a long time, then sighed.

"Forget it, there's no point in telling you all this."

A loud bang suddenly rang out outside.

It wasn't a "bang," it was a "boom," as if something had exploded, causing a few specks of dust to fall from the roof of the forging workshop.

Yingxing's brows furrowed suddenly, and Hanguang also raised his head, his murky eyes fixed on the direction of the door.

The two looked at each other, got up at the same time, and ran outside.

Above the furnace of creation, eerie green flames filled half the sky.

It wasn't a single mass, but rather spread out, blocking out the sunlight and turning the entire factory building a deep green.

Scott stood before the Furnace of Creation, arms outstretched, looking up at the enormous ball of fire in the sky, a grin stretching from ear to ear.

"Hehehe, yes, that's it, Wildfire, unleash your full power!"

The voice of illusion came from Scott's mouth, carrying an irrepressible excitement.

In the sky, the huge ball of flame suddenly flickered.

The sound of the tail emanated from the center of the flames, low, hoarse, and carrying a suppressed rage.

"Illusion, I really admire you. Now that I've come back to life, why don't you get lost?"

Yingxing and Hanguang rushed out of the forging room, and upon seeing this scene, both of them stopped in their tracks.

Huo Huo lay on the steps of the furnace of creation, her eyes closed, her breathing steady, her little face still bearing that "Am I causing trouble again?" expression.

She had already fainted, still clutching the talisman from the Tail Elder in her hand; the talisman was torn in half.

Huanlong glanced at Huohuo on the ground and chuckled softly.

Her gaze returned to the flame in the sky, her tone carrying a sense of composure that "I have already won."

"Liaoyuan, you should know that this is just an avatar of mine."

She paused for a moment,

"I know you can't integrate the consciousness of other celestial bodies, so you forcibly merge them. How long can you maintain this control?"

The flames in the sky suddenly stopped.

The tail remained silent for a long time.

He indeed disdained forcibly integrating the consciousness of other fragments of the Wildfire. In his view, that would be a 'betrayal' of his own kind; otherwise, he wouldn't have been saved by Huo Huo back then.

In this state, he still has the upper hand because he is desperately suppressing the consciousness of the other yang energies.

Yanqing, Sushang, Li Sushang, and Yunli hurried over from the other end of the corridor.

Yanqing ran in front, and Sushang followed behind, limping, probably because she had injured her leg.

Yun Li carried the giant sword and ran beside Su Chang.

Li Sushang, standing at the very back, glanced at the sun that blotted out the sky and frowned.

"Huo Huo!"

Yanqing saw the small figure on the steps and shouted.

He rushed over, squatted down, and reached out to check Huo Huo's breath; she was still breathing.

He breathed a sigh of relief and picked Huo Huo up.

Su Chang and Yun Li rushed over and took Huo Huo from Yan Qing's hands.

Su Chang held Huo Huo in her arms, while Yun Li stood beside her, her giant sword held horizontally in front of her, her gaze fixed on the ball of flame in the sky.

The workers from the Construction Bureau also poured out from every corner.

Some people were still holding hammers, some were still holding sword blanks, and some were still holding teacups.

They looked up at the overwhelming, eerie green flame in the sky, their mouths agape and their eyes wide open.

"Wow, such a huge sun?"

"What did I just hear? Illusion? Wildfire?"

"So is this an illusion or a wildfire?"

As more and more people gathered, Huanlang's lips curled into a slight smile.

"Illusion, even if it costs me my consciousness, I will kill this clone of yours today!"

Flames surged and coalesced into a giant fist, which slammed towards Scott.

Illusion did not dodge.

She stood there, watching the fist get closer and closer, and then pulled a remote control out of her pocket.

The remote control is small, black, and has only one red button on it.

She lifted it up and wagged it at her tail.

"A prairie fire".

Her voice was very soft.

"As soon as I press this button, this little fox will burst into pieces with a bang."

The fist in the sky stopped.

It was just a step away from Scott's head, but it stopped, suspended in mid-air, motionless.

The sound of the tail came from the center of the flames, carrying something indescribable.

"...You dare!"

Huanlong chuckled softly, her finger resting on the red button.

"You can give it a try."

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The crowds praying for blessings had not yet dispersed from the square in Changletian.

All the people were orderly or praying with their eyes closed, and everything was very peaceful, so peaceful that it seemed as if nothing would happen.

Then, a voice exploded from the crowd.

"The Great Lord of Annihilation is here! Check out the trending topics!"

The sound was sharp and bright, like a needle piercing everyone's ears.

Some people took out their phones, while others took out jade tablets.

One trending topic after another popped up on the hot search list: "Declaration of the Extinction Lords' Return to Nirvana: Four Extinction Lords Descend on Luofu Mountain." The declaration of their return to Nirvana had spread far and wide.

Meanwhile, news of the situation at the Industrial Development Division was also slowly spreading.

A gigantic sun, obscuring the sky, suddenly appeared above the Industrial Development Bureau. Was it an illusion or a wildfire?

The accompanying image shows the eerie green flames above the Industrial Building, covering the sky and blocking out the sunlight.

"Four Extinction Lords? Is this... is this real?"

A fox-girl covered her mouth, her voice trembling.

"The General has just fallen seriously ill, and now the Great King of Extinction has arrived. What should we do?"

An old man clutched the prayer letter tightly in his hand, the paper crumpled and wrinkled.

"General Jingyuan is seriously ill. How should we deal with the enemy?"

One of them clenched his fist.

"Where is Lord Fu Xuan? Where is Lord Fu Xuan?"

Huanlong, who had blended into the crowd, watched this scene and chuckled softly.