He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Zhao Ming fell silent.

Of course he understands.

He just didn't expect that the leader would even deceive him.

"Are you... really planning to fight?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Mu Yu did not answer.

She simply gazed at the distant imperial city, her eyes gradually deepening.

"Didn't that emperor complain that I had killed too many people and demand that I apologize for those people?"

"Since that's the case—then I might as well go all out and kill my way to him."

"We will not harm a single civilian, but let him see with his own eyes how far apart we are."

She paused.

"But do you know what surprised me the most?"

Zhao Ming shook his head.

"He knew I was coming, yet he didn't send a single soldier to intercept me."

"He let me come over."

"Let me get here without any obstacles."

Mu Yu's voice was very soft, so soft it was as if she were talking to herself.

What does this mean?

"That shows he's not worried at all."

"This shows that he was absolutely confident—he didn't even take me seriously."

She turned her head and looked at Zhao Ming.

"Then I'll let him know what happens when you're arrogant."

Zhao Ming's expression changed.

"Chief, then we..."

"beat."

Mu Yu interrupted him, her voice as calm as if she were talking about something trivial.

"Since we're already here, wouldn't it be a wasted trip if we didn't fight?"

"Besides—"

She paused, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"I also want to see just how strong that little emperor really is."

"And what makes him so confident?"

She raised her hand and waved it gently.

Behind him, twenty mechs started up simultaneously.

A tremendous roar tore through the night sky.

Five hundred fighter jets slowly took off, blotting out the sky and the moon.

Ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors soared into the air, like a dark cloud pressing down.

"Let's go."

Mu Yu leaped and landed on the shoulder of a mecha.

"Let's go and meet that little emperor."

……

Kyoto.

Imperial City.

Outside the Imperial Study.

Yue Dan stood on the steps, gazing at the dark clouds that were getting closer and closer to the south.

He received a secret order three days ago and rushed back from the border overnight.

All 30,000 Imperial Guards have been brought back.

They are now lined up neatly outside the imperial city.

But he knew that he wasn't the main character today.

It was those ten figures in black armor.

Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.

Wei Long, Wei Er, Wei San... Wei Shi.

Ten people, not one missing.

At this moment, they stood atop the highest palace in the imperial city, gazing south.

The moonlight shone down, bathing them in a silvery glow.

"They're here."

Wei Long suddenly spoke.

The voice was very soft, but everyone heard it.

In the south, that dark cloud is getting closer and closer.

So close that you can see the outline of the mecha.

They were so close that they could hear the roar of fighter jets.

So close you could feel the oppressive aura emanating from them—

Then, the dark cloud stopped.

It stopped three miles outside the imperial city.

A massive mech slowly descended in front of the city wall.

A woman stood on the shoulder of the mecha.

He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, and was dressed in silver armor.

She gazed at the city walls, at the brightly lit imperial city, and at the black-armored men standing atop the palace.

Then she smiled.

"Where is the little emperor?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Let him out."

On the city wall, there was utter silence.

No one answered.

Only the wind howled past.

Mu Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Not coming out?"

"Then I'll go in and find him."

She raised her hand.

Behind him, twenty mechs simultaneously raised their arms.

On his arm, the plasma cannon began to charge, its eerie blue light illuminating the entire night sky.

Five hundred fighter jets began their dive.

Ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors are ready to go.

Then--

The imperial city was in turmoil.

It's not a metaphor.

It really moved.

The entire imperial city, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, slowly awakened.

The city wall began to undulate, like the skin of a living thing.

The palace began to move, like the skeleton of a giant beast.

The dragon's aura soared into the sky, transforming into a giant golden dragon that coiled above the imperial city.

Mu Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What...is this?"

She murmured to herself.

No one answered her.

Above the imperial city, a golden dragon slowly coiled, its eyes lowered, looking down at the silver-white army outside the city.

The 30-foot-tall mecha looked like a child's toy in front of it.

Five hundred fighter jets, like a flock of startled sparrows, all climbed to a higher altitude.

The ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors all froze, as if nailed to the spot by something.

For the first time, an emotion called "shock" was reflected in Mu Yu's pupils.

"What...is this?"

She murmured.

No one answered her.

Only one voice came from deep within the imperial city.

It was very light, very faint, yet it reached everyone's ears with crystal clarity.

"Didn't you want to see me?"

Mu Yu suddenly turned her head.

The main gate of the imperial city slowly opened.

A figure walked out from inside the door.

A fifteen-year-old boy, wearing a golden dragon robe, stood with his hands behind his back.

There was no one behind him.

He was the only one.

He walked out, step by step, toward the thirty-foot-tall mecha, toward the five hundred fighter jets, toward the ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors.

Like taking a walk in your own backyard.

Mu Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

She has met countless people.

The politicians, generals, and scientists of the interstellar era all possess a powerful aura and are all unfathomable.

But she had never met anyone like that before.

One man, facing an army capable of destroying any country, showed not a trace of fear on his face.

Instead, it's like watching a group of overconfident ants.

"you……"

She opened her mouth, as if to say something.

Yun Yi had already reached the foot of the city wall and stopped.

He looked up at the woman on the shoulder of the mecha.

The moonlight shone down, casting a silvery glow on his face.

The fifteen-year-old boy had delicate features and a calm gaze.

It was as calm as a bottomless pool of water.

"Mu Yu?"

He spoke, his voice very soft.

Mu Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the pounding in her heart, and jumped off the shoulder of the mecha.

It landed three zhang in front of him.

The two looked at each other.

One is fifteen years old, and the other is fifteen years old.

One was the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the other was the leader of the Heavenly Crafts Army.

One is a being in the cycle of reincarnation, and the other is a being in the cycle of reincarnation.

"You're very brave."

Mu Yu spoke, her voice tinged with sarcasm.

"You're out alone, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Yun Yi looked at her.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed.

The smile was faint, as if he were looking at an innocent child.

"Kill me?"

He shook his head.

"You can't kill him."

Mu Yu frowned slightly.

"Are you that confident?"

Yun Yi did not answer.

He simply raised his hand and waved it lightly.

Behind him, deep within the imperial city, ten figures in black armor soared into the air and landed behind him.

Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.

Ten people, lined up in a row.

Mu Yu's gaze swept over them, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Ten?"

"You think ten is enough?"

She raised her hand and waved it gently.

Behind them, twenty mechs stepped forward in unison, each step causing the ground to tremble.

Five hundred fighter jets lowered their altitude again, blotting out the sky and the moon.

Ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors landed in unison and lined up behind her.

"Twenty mechs, five hundred fighter jets, and ten thousand fourth-generation warriors."

Mu Yu's voice was very calm, as calm as if she were stating experimental data.

"What are you going to use to fight?"

Yun Yi looked at the mechs, fighter jets, and soldiers with a calm and composed gaze.

Then he nodded.

"good."

He said.

"It's a little more than I expected."