The Last Sentinel

The scene on the burning sky is still vivid in my mind.

Those Homo sapiens leaders, towering five meters tall and comparable to Neanderthals, and those vanguard Xuanjia warriors, each three or four meters tall, formed seamless formations such as the Square Formation, the Long Snake Formation, the Earth-Bearing Formation, the Coiled Snake Formation, and the Flying Dragon Formation. Their combined attacks were invincible, and their mowing-down-grass-mode was activated. Wherever they went, blue blood boiled and heads exploded.

Looking at the Neanderthals, under the intense heat, they could barely move. After taking only three or five steps, their entire bodies would turn blue, and blue blood would overflow from their nasal cavities. Under the intense heat, their bodies were like sealed, airtight snakeskin bags. Their powerful hearts became the source of their sudden deaths. The faster their hearts raced, the closer they were to death.

"The battle is about to end." Hua Xiaobai looked up at the sky and sighed softly. "Forty thousand years have passed, and the Neanderthals are still the same as before, unwilling to choose any biological evolutionary options. Today, it will finally come to an end."

Charlie leaned back, his eyes darting away, and his micro-expressions revealed a powerful sense of disappointment, dejection, and anxiety that almost overflowed from his face.

One can imagine that Charlie went through great hardships to find his home and gain its acceptance. Whether this acceptance was due to the enemy's scheme or his own efforts, the tribe has accepted him, and he should now become the king of the perfect city.

But this family crumbled in an instant.

Charlie grinned and said, "Even if you capture all three fortresses at the bottom of Ice Dragon Valley, the Sentinels won't be able to capture the Origin Will! The key is the Origin Imprint suppressed by the City of Perfection. If you can't take the City of Perfection, everything else is just empty talk!"

Faced with the stubborn Charlie, Ye Feng simply snapped his fingers.

The light and shadow shifted across the burning sky, transitioning from Ice Dragon Valley to Perfect City.

Looking down upon the perfect city from above the sky, it's easy to see that it truly is a "heavenly city".

It does not sit on the earth, but grows directly from the tundra of the far north, like a throne sculpted by the god of ice from bones and glaciers. Standing silently under the polar night dome, its outline pierces the leaden sky like the frozen fangs of a giant beast.

The city wall. It was not ordinary brick and stone, but a symbiosis of sheer cliffs of ice and some kind of pale, massive rock. The ice layer was tens of meters thick, not clear and transparent, but a murky, milky white, permeated with the marks of time and death.

The city gate. Two colossal iron gates, hundreds of meters high, were covered with equally thick ice armor. The ice here took on an eerie bluish-black hue, like a deep sea frozen for millennia. In the center of the gates, a huge, twisted ice emblem was deeply embedded in the iron wall. At the center of the emblem was a massive, dark blue ice crystal core that seemed to be slowly pulsating, emitting an ominous glow.

Charlie proudly pointed to the City of Perfection, "This is an invincible city forged by the Neanderthals over 40,000 years, the greatest masterpiece on this planet. The entire city is situated within a vein of icy energy, and beneath the city lies the world's primary sequence of icy elements. Even if you raise the outside temperature to 100 degrees, 1000 degrees, or 5000 degrees, it will remain eternally minus 50 degrees Celsius here!"

"The brilliance of the Bronze Tree cannot reach here!"

"Sentry, you can't win!"

Ye Feng surveyed the Perfect City, his eyes revealing undisguised admiration for it. "Indeed, this city can be considered the most powerful city in Earth's history. In fact, it surpasses even Constantinople, the Roman capital once hailed as the City of God! Since the brilliance of the Bronze Tree can no longer reach this place, let's launch a full-scale attack!"

Charlie said, "A full-scale assault? Where are your men?"

Ye Feng said, "Haven't they already arrived?"

Above the burning sky, beneath the city of Perfection, a squad of eight hundred Homo sapiens warriors arrived on the battlefield. They were none other than the eight hundred elite troops led by the King of Xinye and Hanzhong.

Charlie looked at the eight hundred men of the King of Hanzhong, "Them? Eight hundred men to take down my perfect city guarded by eighteen thousand? Not to mention the tens of thousands of women, children, and the elderly inside the city. These seemingly ordinary Neanderthals are far more powerful than your Homo sapiens warriors! What do you have to fight me with!"

Ye Feng was too lazy to argue with Charlie anymore. "I hope you can keep up your stubborn act!"

Above the sky, eight hundred men from Xinye and Hanzhong lined up in a long, single-file formation.

At this moment, the guards on the city of perfection also sounded the alarm. There were guards every three steps and sentries every five steps. The city walls were densely packed with guards, numbering at least three thousand.

The number of soldiers on the city wall alone was three times that of the King of Xinye and Hanzhong. In addition, the light of the bronze tree did not reach this place. The enemy was all in steel armor and fully armed, while the King of Hanzhong's eight hundred men were all made of animal hides and stone axes, extremely primitive.

With such a stark contrast, how can this battle be fought?

Hua Xiaobai stared at the King of Hanzhong, his heart filled with doubt.

As the top commander of the "Land of Glory" alliance, Hua Xiaobai knows all the news in the game, including the King of Hanzhong standing in front of him.

This King of Hanzhong from Xinye isn't very well-known in the game. His only notable moment was when his entire alliance, the Qin Alliance, surrendered, and he single-handedly conquered the enemy's Luoyang, turning the tide against all odds.

But this is a real battlefield! Even if everyone were to go into overdrive and don Tang Xuan armor, transforming into the Bronze Xuan Armor Army, they still wouldn't be able to breach the Perfect City!

At that very moment, Liu Huangshu, the King of Hanzhong of Xinye, stepped to the front of the battle line and shouted, "Third brother, break through the city gate! Slay the enemy's spirit!"

Liu Bei's third brother, a young general named A Fei, stepped forward. His face was covered with a bushy beard, somewhat resembling Zhang Yide in his prime. He wore an old animal skin battle robe, looked up at the perfect city in front of him, laughed three times, and began to recite a poem.

"At midnight, the ambush was set up, and in a drunken stupor, the dragon was slain."

"Red-robed figures in the sands of Sand City, drunk on green ants, their heroic spirit soaring to the heavens!"

"roar--"

Before the poem was finished, a fierce wind arose around him, and the next moment, a colossal, white, and chaotic beast appeared behind the young general named Afei. The beast was shaped like a white-haired mad ape, a hundred meters tall, taller than the city wall, with its arms pounding the ground like pillars of heaven. A thick, white crown of light rose from behind it, vast and radiant, illuminating all directions.

Upon seeing this beast, even Charlie couldn't help but shout, "Behemoth! Glacier Behemoth! Damn it! How come this thing isn't extinct yet!"

Hua Xiaobai said, "The Behemoth from fantasy novels? A wild life form born for war in legends!"

Ye Feng said, "Mammoths and woolly rhinoceroses are running around everywhere, Titanoboa and dinosaurs are racing on the surface, and life forms like Behemoths naturally exist deep in the earth's crust! Speaking of Behemoths, strictly speaking, they can be considered a branch of Homo sapiens, but they have evolved into beasts and parted ways with humans millions of years ago, migrating underground to avoid surface wars."

"Before the Neanderthals arrived on this ancient continent, Behemoths were the masters of this land. Later, the Neanderthals, lacking any sense of morality, hunted down the Behemoths and seized this land. But as the saying goes, 'every man for himself,' some Behemoth cubs survived in the core of the glacier. This group of Behemoths is currently the war god-level existence among the Behemoths!"

"I detected their presence with the fire, and after consulting them, they agreed to join the war."

"I gave Brother Eighty the message, and Brother Eighty gave me the secret plan. The King of Hanzhong has obtained the power of the Behemoth!"

"That's the process."

Charlie scoffed, "Mere Behemoths, defeated foe! The Neanderthals could wipe them out once, and they can wipe them out a second time! The law of the jungle, the law of the jungle, is the eternal law of this planet and even the universe."

"That's right," Ye Feng said. "The Neanderthals wiped out the Behemoths just like we wiped out the Neanderthals today."

Charlie said, "One day, the Sabitians will exterminate you Homo sapiens just as you exterminated us."

Ye Feng said, "It's a pity that the Neanderthals won't be able to see that day."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he heard A Fei leap up and sit directly on the shoulder of the war behemoth, letting out a long howl!

"A spearhead can sever the lives of a thousand soldiers, a torch can condemn ten thousand to death!"

Those who commit greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, and doubt in life will suffer whipping, axeing, burning, and boiling in death!

"Your sins are as great as a mountain reaching the sky, or an ocean filling the deepest abyss!"

"What is unclear here, I understand!"

"This matter is unjust, and I will set it right!"

"I possess three thousand purgatory!"

"Waiting for you to be reborn endlessly!"

"Conquest & Integration!"

The young general named Afei released a strong golden light from his entire body. The next moment, golden light spread wildly from the Behemoth's entire body, and the vast golden light gathered around the Behemoth. Dense golden armor, golden gauntlets, golden helmets, and golden cloaks appeared on the Behemoth's shoulders, knees, fists, back, and pillar-like arms...

"roar--"

The War Behemoth lay face up, pounding its chest, its entire body clad in golden armor, gleaming brightly. Its dominance and radiance illuminated all directions, making it resemble a terrifying war god a hundred meters tall.

Rumble!

Behemoth stomped the ground wildly, unleashing its ultimate move, War Stomp!

The ground trembled as the War Behemoth rampaged across the earth, sending waves of earth crashing and converging like raging torrents. The icy force of these waves pushed the sky back, reaching heights of hundreds of meters, and swept towards the walls of the Perfect City!

A wave of earth surged into the sky, shattering the millennia-old frost-covered walls of the Perfect City, and sending three thousand Perfect City warriors crashing to the ground.

In the war, Behemoth charged ahead, his bloodlust and madness unparalleled.

"Dare you!"

"A defeated opponent dares to make a fuss!"

A furious roar rang out, and a magnificent, giant old man, wielding a sharpened bone sword, descended from the sky and slashed fiercely at the War Behemoth!

This is... the Third Elder!

The Third Elder transformed into a giant thirty meters tall, wielding a bone sword, and fought to a standstill with the hundred-meter-tall Behemoth, with neither gaining the upper hand!

The Third Elder's swordsmanship was unique, with wide and powerful strokes. Although the War Behemoth was full of momentum, it was no match for the Third Elder in terms of skill. It attacked and bit fiercely at every turn, but the Third Elder forced it to retreat step by step with the sharpness of its bone sword!

At that moment, a voice came from behind, "Third brother, take your spirit pets and step aside! We'll take your heads!"

The behemoth of war leaped aside, clearing the battlefield.

After Behemoth, on the ruins of the Perfect City's gate, Ayu, the second brother of the Bearded Lord, strolled over, sighed leisurely, and was about to recite a poem...

The Third Elder charged forward, descending from the sky in a deadly attack, shouting, "Do you think I'm one of those fools? I won't give you the chance to compose poetry and launch your hegemonic empire!"

Ayu didn't recite any poetry; he simply reached for the wine flask at his waist, took a deep sip, and exclaimed, "The wine is still warm; where is Hua Xiong now?"

As the alcohol fumes subsided, A Yu's entire body suddenly expanded, and the magnificent green shadow expanded rapidly, instantly manifesting a size of ten zhang, comparable to the thirty-meter-tall body of the Third Elder!

Green-maned crescent moon!

Sharpened bone sword!

A violent collision!

After that one move, the vast battlefield became as still as a stagnant pool.

The next moment, the gleaming green shadow of Guan Yu, the Martial Saint, was still there. Holding a wine jug, A-Yu recited, "The wine is still warm, Hua Xiong has been slain!"

Behind Guan Yu, the Third Elder's head fell to the ground with a thud, dying without a sound.

The Third Elder has passed away!

Upon seeing this, Charlie completely broke down. "Impossible! This can't be! What kind of nobody dares to kill my Third Elder! The Third Elder is a master among the Neanderthals, how could he possibly kill him!"

Hua Xiaobai said from the side, "This brings us to A Yu's talent. His talent is called 'Slaying Hua Xiong.' As long as the opponent is Hua Xiong, he can kill him in one move! It is a supreme and ultimate skill that can only be used against one person. It is a true invincible supreme skill in one-on-one combat."

Charlie asked, "The Third Elder isn't named Hua Xiong, so how could he have killed him?"

Hua Xiaobai said, "This hegemony also has a secondary skill: he can rename other people as Hua Xiong."

Upon hearing this, Charlie and Ye Feng both cursed in unison, "Pervert!"