In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 390 Dark Clouds
This is the fourteenth day of Wang Jixuan's retreat.

In that ancient and long-gone city, two beams of light rising into the sky have begun to entangle with each other, like the DNA spiral of an organism.

When Gao Huating came out, no one knew what had happened inside.

But the aura that Amina revealed from time to time already exuded a strong sense of oppression.

There was no sense of oppression in Wang Jixuan's aura, but rather a sense of quiet and ethereal artistic conception.

at the same time.

D5 comprehensive war zone border area.

A dense group of armored vehicles was moving towards the southeast.

Fu Jian stood in the bridge command room of the space carrier, staring at the torrent of steel on the screen.

He was accustomed to maintain a dignified expression—in fact, a blank expression;
In this way, his subordinates would not be able to judge how serious the situation was by looking at his expression.

It is indeed quite serious.

This time, the blade beasts did not disperse their forces to attack the major integrated war zones. ——This is a tactic to contain the manpower of humans.

After the previous wars, there are not many king-level blade beasts left on Earth. Now, a large number of king-level blade beasts are gathering towards the border of the D8 comprehensive war zone under the protection of the four pillar blade beasts.

In six directions, there were one hundred and twenty groups of king-level blade beasts, plus six pillar blade beasts (two of which were about to be sacrificed and awakened) and the blade beasts they led personally.

Once D8 is lost, D7/D9 will suffer a devastating disaster.

D8, D7, and D9 are the three newly opened war zones of mankind, with a total population of 5 million. They were cultivated by Fu Jian himself. Most of the generals and officials are young and strong with firm positions, and are closely united with Fu Jian's D comprehensive war zone.

There was no way Fu Jian would give up on them;
Human society must never give up this 26 percent of the population.

However, the speed at which the blade beasts gathered was obviously much faster than before.

The six-headed pillar blade beasts are a force they cannot resist at this stage without enough spiritual practitioners to check and balance them.

Fu Jian took a look at the data sent by the supercomputing center.

According to supercomputer simulation, there are only twenty-four hours left before the first wave of blade beasts attacks.

Here’s the good news:
Under Fu Jian's adjustments, the mobilization efficiency of the war alliance is now quite good. The reinforcements that humans can mobilize have arrived one after another, and the three major space fortresses have also completed their orbital changes.

Here’s the bad news:
The City of Psychic Energy was prepared to ask for a sky-high price, and they readily agreed, but the mobilization of their high-end combat forces was very slow, and they were unable to arrive at the designated location.

This also added a layer of gloom to the war before it even broke out.

Fu Jian actually didn’t quite understand it.

What on earth are these psychics holding on to?
One of their masters was killed by Wang Zheng, and two of them are temporarily cooperating with Wang Zheng. These people still want to act superior...

"Commander-in-Chief."

Dongfang Zhenghong, who had just arrived, saluted from behind.

Fu Jian responded: "How did the talk with them go?"

"They agreed very readily," Dongfang Zhenghong couldn't help but swear, and then said, "They seem to want an open invitation letter, sent by the commanders-in-chief of each major integrated war zone, preferably to the entire human society."

Fu Jian: …

Dongfang Zhenghong whispered, "Food and reputation, the conditions they put forward are nothing more than these two points. As long as we give them, they will immediately send people to the position."

"What do you think?" Fu Jian asked.

Dongfang Zhenghong said: "Food can be given, but reputation cannot be given. This is a problem of political ecology."

Fu Jian shook his head slowly: "The ones who are blocking the food supply to the Psychic City now are the military of D1/D2/D3. They were also the main food production area supplying the Psychic City before. We can't actually interfere with this issue."

"The Psionic City is on the verge of a humanitarian crisis."

Dongfang Zhenghong sighed:

"Psychics do evil, but those civilians are innocent. They are also victims exploited by psychics."

Fu Jian did not respond, but continued to look at the screen in front of him, allowing his vision to wander around.

After two minutes, Fu Jian said, "I will go talk to them about the food problem and come over to take over my work."

"Yes!"

Dongfang Zhenghong saluted, walked to Fu Jian, and put on a pair of holographic glasses.

He immediately saw the page that only Fu Jian could see, and then observed the entire battle situation with the authority of acting commander.

Fu Jian was not in a hurry to exit the command interface, but watched Dongfang Zhenghong operate silently.

Dongfang Zhenghong asked quietly: "Commander-in-Chief, is there still no news about Wang Zheng?"

"Well, Mudan will report every eight hours. Wang Zheng is still in seclusion. Now should be the critical moment."

"Is he going to stage a miracle of a celestial being descending from the sky?" Dongfang Zhenghong smiled.

"Don't always pin your hopes on an individual," Fu Jian warned. "Over-dependence will only lead to disaster for both parties. Wang Zheng will eventually leave us."

"Yes."

Dongfang Zhenghong responded in a deep voice, put away his smile, reflected on himself in his heart, and devoted himself to his current work.

After a while, Fu Jian exited this interface with confidence.

The old commander walked to a large chair nearby, leaned back with the help of the chair back, and began to maintain the mechanical body.

He also needs to rest and recharge his energy before going to the front line to fight later.

Just as Fu Jian was about to fall asleep, a message suddenly popped up, causing him to quickly regain his consciousness.

It was a letter for help sent by Mai Qingting.

Ancient civilization technology removes the resentment of blade beast meat...

Fu Jian did not hesitate much and immediately issued an order to have several research institutes conduct application research on the technology simultaneously. He also extracted the original document of the technology, reviewed it twice, and sent it to Mai Qingting.

But this is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

Blade beast meat can be used in emergencies, but long-term consumption will most likely lead to various problems.

food.

Fu Jian kept thinking.

The commander-in-chief was also a little confused.

For Fortress, because of the technology of artificially synthesizing starch, energy and food are almost equal.

The food that humans can produce at this stage is just enough to feed the current population. The Psychic City has not yet established a complete food supply, and most of the time it sucks blood from major war zones to maintain its own survival.

This is actually a good opportunity to dismember the existing system of the Psychic City.

From a political perspective, we should not support it;

From a humanitarian perspective, we should provide as much support as possible.

Fu Jian is not just a politician, he also retains empathy for other human beings;
But he also didn't want to use the rations from the D5 Integrated War Zone to feed a population that was basically unable to convert industrial output.

Fu Jian looked at the avatars of the old guys in the communication list.

As long as he opens his mouth, a small amount of food will naturally be transported from D1/D2/D3 to the Psychic City.

After three seconds of silence, Fu Jian did not send out any communication. He quietly closed the communication list and began to focus on maintaining the aircraft.

Since we are all commanders-in-chief, there is no need to interfere with each other.

……

[8 hours until the D18 integrated war zone is destroyed.]

The cloud capital of the inner world, in front of the central hall.

Zheng Shiduo and Ji Xiao paced back and forth anxiously.

The two beams of light above the hall began to rotate continuously, like the tail flames of a planetary engine spraying into the sky.

The spiritual energy of the entire Cloud City is in a highly active state at this moment. Countless spiritual energy pours into the hall from all directions every moment, and then pours out from these two rapidly entangled beams of light, spreading in all directions.

Anyone can see that Wang Jixuan and Amina’s practice has reached a critical moment.

But... "Can't I really call you Brother Wang?" Zheng Shiduo asked with a frown.

Mudan shook her head decisively: "The commander said that he can't go in unless he goes out. If the sky falls, let the tall Mr. Neil Datamon hold it up."

The sturdy man who was reading a magazine in the hall not far away smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard this.

He has become a coolie.

Zheng Shiduo said again: "Then let's go back first. Ji Xiao, Wu Man and I will go up first."

"Without Amina leading the way, it's a bit troublesome for us to get in and out. We have to ask the guardian here to escort us. We have already troubled her twice. She must be impatient."

Peony advised:

“Don’t worry, the Red Snake and the half-human mecha team have successfully reached the surface.

"They have rejoined the battle. We just need to wait for the commander to come out and go to support them."

Ji Xiao muttered, "The blade beasts suddenly switched from strategic retreat to offensive, and it must be those three new old spiritual practitioners behind this! The enemy this time is a bit too tricky! The supporting blade beasts plus the spiritual practitioners, how can we fight them!"

Wu Man, who had been thinking on the side, added, "I'm afraid it's not just the three old spiritual practitioners."

"How did they get here?" Zheng Shiduo was a little depressed. "The planet barrier is open, so there is no way to locate here."

"They used the space technology of ancient civilizations."

Peony murmured again meaningfully:

"According to the information I received, the current situation is still very serious. The Blade Beast has learned its lesson this time and concentrated its superior forces to attack one of our weaker comprehensive war zones.

"The military alliance is still arguing with the City of Psychic Power. The City of Psychic Power has promised to provide support, but now there is not a single S-class figure to be seen. They are just a bunch of B- and C-class people eating and drinking for free.

"I think the Psychic City is really courting death.

"Do they still think they are qualified to be my chief's opponent? My chief is no longer on the same level as them."

Peony had just finished speaking.

"I'll go back first."

Nilda Thamon's voice was heard, and his figure had disappeared from the hall.

"Please tell Wang Zheng that I want to learn the art of fighting from him when he comes out of seclusion."

Peony smiled happily.

That’s great, this guy can understand what people say.

Zheng Shiduo asked quietly: "Mudan, did you say this to him on purpose?"

Mudan said calmly: "According to the character portrait, Sabina is indecisive and has a narrow vision, while Nilda Tamon is more principled."

"Will it be useful for him to go back?"

"It should be of some use." Mudan turned her head and looked at the hall.

Her spirit could vaguely sense that the two figures in the hall were spinning like spinners on their fingertips.

'I hope it's in time.'

Mudan was calculating in her heart.

……

[8 hours until the D14 integrated war zone is destroyed.]

Nilda Thamon's return was silent, but the effect was obvious.

One after another, transport planes took off from the satellite city of the Psychic Capital, carrying dozens of S-level psychics and hundreds of A-level psychics, and landed in the D8 integrated war zone.

There are a large number of awakened psychics here.

Obviously, Sabina has not been idle since the space war. She has been actively working to recover from her injuries and prepare for the next war.

The human military responded quickly.

In return, the three oldest comprehensive war zones sent out grain transport teams and gave the Psychic City several thousand tons of low-quality compressed starch.

Although it is low-quality compressed starch, it can feed quite a few people when mixed with other nutrients.

Representatives sent by the Psionic City held further consultations with the military in an attempt to restore trust and rebuild food delivery routes.

The military's attitude is...

Let’s finish this battle first.

The second and third batches of high-end combat forces in the Psychic City are still gathering.

However, the military thought that the City of Psychic Power could not withstand the pressure, and no one knew that it was actually Nilda Tamon who was intervening directly behind the scenes.

Spirit slaves cannot resist the will of their masters.

If the full support of the Psychic City came, it would be good news;

The following news is almost all bad.

In the underground outside the D8 comprehensive war zone, the number of blade beasts has exceeded the human side's expectations by %.

The two newly awakened Pillar Saber Beasts have begun to slowly move on the surface;

They moved with light steps with their mountain-like bodies, without bringing many high-level blade beasts with them, intent on consuming humans' airdrop firepower.

The other four pillar blade beasts, which were able to move freely, maintained a synchronized speed and pressed towards the human defense lines in different directions.

Enormous pressure, like a tsunami, surged towards the military in all major war zones of humanity.

The commander-in-chief of D8 has issued a preliminary retreat order, and a large number of scientific research talents, senior engineers, and high-precision equipment are forcibly transferred to other integrated war zones.

The most terrible thing is that humans have detected a large number of pseudo spirit slaves, numbering about 1.5 million.

Among these fake spirit slaves, there are also some high-level spirit slaves who came from nowhere.

The psychic reactions of these high-level spirit slaves cannot deceive anyone.

Before Fu Jian made public the news that three new spiritual practitioners might join the Blade Beast side, all major integrated war zones had already caught clues.

'This battle is not easy.'

The generals were thinking this in their hearts.

But when they were in meetings, whether online or offline, they were all full of fighting spirit and determined in their eyes, firmly believing that victory would belong to humanity.

……

[8 hours until the D9 integrated war zone is destroyed.]

The feeling of anxiety spread from the surface to the city in the clouds.

Just as Zheng Shiduo and his companions were about to go back, the turbulent spiritual energy in the hall suddenly calmed down.

It was like the stormy sea suddenly turned into a cloudless tranquility.

The barrier of the hall dissipated, and a ray of moonlight fell. Amina, who was wearing a fishtail skirt, slowly fell down, emitting a strong pressure around her, making everyone dare not look directly at her.

She felt the power of the moment, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she nodded slightly to everyone, and said in a clear voice:

"A war is about to break out on the surface. Let's rush back to provide support."

Everyone was visibly relieved.

Then, their attention was attracted by Taoist Wang who came out from behind.

Compared to Amina, who was obviously intimidating at the moment, Wang Jixuan looked a bit... ordinary, like a sunny boy who had been staying at home for a long time and came out for a stroll.

There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy surrounding it.

Wang Jixuan said with a smile: "Why are you looking at me? Have you never seen a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? Let's go quickly, the enemy this time is not just the Blade Beast."

"Wait a minute."

He Ruli's voice came from the side.

(End of this chapter)