The Last Sentinel

The Way of the Limitless Demon Lord: If you want something, just steal it! A master is a master because of efficiency! Less thinking, more action! If you can get past them with a basic attack, don't waste words!

One dares to speak, the other dares to act.

If the Demon Lord of Limitless dares to say it, Sentinel Ye Feng dares to do it.

I want resources; I want to break through the fourth wall.

Who has the resources? These alien bastard prisoners do!

Then I'll just publish it in the newspaper. I'll tell them all that they either have to hand over their resources now, or I'll put them on a list one by one after I've dealt with Perfect City! At that point, it won't be as simple as just handing over resources; it will be about leveling the wheels and ensuring equality for all.

"Doing this won't have any effect."

"Do you think a single photograph can make those ancient humans stop hating Homo sapiens?"

"Foolish! Naive! Ridiculous!"

"On the contrary, the Human Alliance will doubt your loyalty because of this, and you'll be in big trouble soon, Sentinel!"

Ye Feng looked at Long Yan, who was pouring cold water on his enthusiasm, and said, "Am I about to be in big trouble? It seems you care about me a lot!"

Long Yan snorted, "Wishful thinking!"

Ye Feng rubbed his hands and said, "Don't be so absolute. Love is the most unpredictable thing in the world. If one day you find that you have fallen in love with someone you hate, then the more you hate them before, the more you will like them afterward, and you will be in a life-or-death situation."

"That's impossible!" the dragon exclaimed.

Ye Feng said, "The last person who said it was impossible was Kitagawa Orion. She should be your cousin, right?"

Long Yan was stunned for a moment. "My cousin likes you? Are you kidding me? And when are you planning to let me go?"

Ye Feng did not answer, but just looked out the window.

The newspaper has been out for almost 24 hours, and there's still no news.

Logically speaking, the spies of the Human Alliance should have spread this outrageous and earth-shattering news all over the world. By now, trolls, elves, dwarves, Neanderthals, and dragonmen should all have heard the news and should have taken action!

Why is there still no movement?

Could it be that the Neanderthals were too oppressive?

Just as Ye Feng was pondering this, King Arthur's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Boss! Are you there?"

Ye Feng snapped his fingers, and the dragon face that had been snorting and glaring behind his back transformed back into a lifelike, exquisitely crafted figurine, remaining completely still.

Stepping outside, King Arthur, holding a newspaper, said, "Boss, someone has brought a newspaper."

Ye Feng looked at the newspaper in front of him; it was the very newspaper in which he had been published.

In the middle of the newspaper, under the photo of himself and Long Yan, there was a line of text: Do you still remember the bond of the Fire Kirin Twelve Spears in the ruined villa in Jiangbei City?

Upon seeing this line of text, Ye Feng suddenly raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike at King Arthur in front of him!

Golden divine lightsabers appeared out of thin air and pierced directly into King Arthur's body!

Looking at King Arthur, he remained completely calm, standing still, admiring the divine lightsaber above his head, and chuckled, "If you kill me, you'll lose your only ally, Ye Feng! Think it over and then make your move!"

Ye Feng stared at "King Arthur," his eyes burning with fierce intensity. "What a small world, [False Man], we meet again."

The imposter "King Arthur" chuckled and said, "Don't be angry. Anger will make you lose your mind. In fact, you should thank me."

Ye Feng said, "Thank you? Thank you for not killing me with twelve shots in the ruined villa?"

The imposter "King Arthur" said, "You possess S-level intelligence and S-level intellect, but have you ever considered this? The target I simulated was the Northern Region's Gun King, while you have absolutely no experience with shooting games and have never participated in military training. How could you withstand twelve shots from my Gun King's barrel without being killed? Was it just good luck? Or was I holding back? Avoiding your vitals with every shot? Have you ever played Loveful Fury? Why don't you go up and try it out, see how many seconds a newbie can survive against a Gun King?"

Ye Feng paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Are you making excuses for your failure last time?"

The imposter "King Arthur" said, "Since what happened last time is a disgrace to you and you don't want to bring it up, let's change the subject. Let's talk about this 'friendly' incident between Homo sapiens and dragonmen that you orchestrated behind the back of the Human Alliance. How should I rate you? Foolish, extremely foolish!"

"No group will surrender to Homo sapiens!"

"Because the Sabbit aliens' combined fleet will really come back again, just like the 1999 interstellar invasion!"

"Does Earth still have the space fleet it had in 1999? How many people does the Human Alliance have? A hundred thousand, perhaps!"

"A single squadron of the Earth Alliance has 100,000 personnel, a battalion starts at a million, and the superhull fleet reaches tens of millions!"

"The current Human Alliance is unable to withstand the renewed invasion of the Sabitians. At this point, what difference is there between allying with Homo sapiens and sending ourselves to the guillotine?"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the countless divine light swords in the sky dissipated. He chuckled and said, "The combined fleet of the Sabitian aliens wouldn't dare!"

False humanity: "Dare not? Where would you dare not?"

Ye Feng said, "You know my background. I'm a transmigrator, and I have a transmigrator alliance behind me. If they make a move, it means their civilization will be exposed by my backer. At that time, their top employer civilization will suffer a devastating blow across the myriad dimensions. If they had any brains, they wouldn't have sent a joint fleet to Earth!"

The fake human blinked. "So, you think I'll pass on your secret of being a transmigrator to the higher-ups of the Sabitian race?"

Ye Feng asked, "Really?"

The fake man gasped and slowly said, "Ye Feng, is it possible that I am a traitor among the Sabitians?"

Ye Feng was completely dumbfounded. "You mean—"

The pseudo-human said, "To tell you the truth, although I'm a villain among the Sabbitians, I also really dislike them. So why should I exert so much effort for them? To use an old saying from your Earth, why would I risk my life for three hundred dollars a month? In fact, I really hope someone can destroy the Sabbitians!"

"Therefore, my approach to their tasks is always to clock in immediately; there's no way I'm going to have them work."

"That's why, last time I had twelve chances to shut you down, but I didn't go for the kill."

"There's no need!"

"As for the secret that you are a failed time traveler, I naturally won't tell them."

"So, right now, only three people in this world know your secrets: you, me, and the camel."

"And one of the three of us was an accomplice in the killing of the sentry."

Ye Feng stared at the fake mannequin. "You mean, the camel was an accomplice in the death of the sentry! Bullshit, you're lying!"

The imposter did not answer, but simply rubbed his cheek lightly with his left hand. The next moment, King Arthur's features transformed into a murky gray, swirling, abstract human face, with the swirling vortex moving wildly, like a flowing abstract mask.

The fake man stared at Ye Feng and said, "You can believe me or not. After all, I am the villain. My ultimate goal is to destroy my employer's company. I want to use you to wipe out the Sabit aliens! As for whether the camel was an accomplice in killing the Sentinel, that depends on your wisdom."

Goodbye, and best of luck in the final battle for Perfect City.

The fake man turned around and pushed open the iron gate.

Then he saw that outside the door, King Arthur and the twelve Knights of the Round Table were all in position, already forming a battle formation.

The Array of Punishing Knights unleashed a powerful six-pointed star beam, completely enveloping the fake man.

The fake man paused for a moment, then looked at Ye Feng behind him. "No wonder he's the little brat I admire; he's always trying to outsmart me! Another life wasted!"

Before he could finish speaking, the fake man suddenly drew his gun from his waist and shot himself dead.

King Arthur watched helplessly as the fake corpse rapidly vanished into nothingness. "Boss, this thing..."

Ye Feng turned around, rubbing his temples. "I'm not really good at open schemes anymore; fighting is what I'm good at! Abandon illusions, prepare for battle!"

"How are the preparations for the 'First Landing' plan going?"

"It's all ready," Arthur said.

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with unwavering determination. "Then let's attack! Telegraph the commander that we are preparing to attack."

"[First to Assault] [Charge into Battle] [Slay Generals] [Capture Flag]! One must take things one step at a time, and conquer the perfect city step by step!"

In the chat group.

Hongmeng's First Deepest Affection: Damn, Ye Feng, that idiot, has finally come to his senses!

Wuji Demon Lord: I'm truly impressed. I taught him to rob, not to use any open schemes, but to rob directly on a physical level. How could he be so self-righteous, always thinking of outsmarting others? With such immense mental power, how could he possibly watch from a distance?

Immortal God of Magic: Sigh, as they say, people can't teach you everything, but practice can teach you everything in one go! Look, the fake man came out and taught Xiao Ye everything in one go.

Hongmeng's Deepest Affection: I truly hope that the traitorous pseudo-human was telling the truth. If so, when the Sabitians invade, it will be the time for us to deduce their coordinates. Then, as long as we pinpoint their most advanced civilization and detect it, we can find our way home! Hahaha! Earth welcomes the Sabitians' renewed invasion!

Great Love Immortal King: What I'm curious about now is, among the three people, Pseudo-Man, Camel, Ye Feng, and Pseudo-Man, who is the accomplice in killing the group leader?

Hongmeng's First Affection: Let's talk about this later. Maybe it's just a smokescreen put out by that fake guy! Right now, the most important thing is to fight!

Lord of Immortality: That's right, battle, battle is awesome, awesome!