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Chapter 283 Unquenchable Fury!!! (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month!~)

Wei Banmeng listened to Chu Kuanglan's muttered words.

Even while speeding along, she couldn't help but roll her eyes in annoyance, her cool voice hitting Chu Kuanglan's ear precisely through the radio:

"Aren't you a soldier now?!"

Chu Kuanglan was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and scratched his head covered by his helmet, saying in a muffled voice, "Huh? Oh, hehe, that makes sense! We're a proper garrison soldier now!"

The moment his words fell.

The vanguard of the garrison, sweeping forward like a steel torrent, had already slammed into the army of ghosts that the four of them had lured out, carrying an overwhelming momentum that could crush everything.

boom--! ! !
The deafening crashes, the cracking of ice, the tearing of flesh, the screams of the dead and the roars of humans instantly intertwined, overwhelming the howling wind and snow.

Like two surging tides colliding head-on, stirring up blood foam and shattered bones of death.

The warriors at the forefront were all clad in heavy, dark blue chainmail covering their entire bodies, wielding various weapons such as giant shields, battle axes, heavy hammers, and spears. Their bodies emitted colorful plumes of blood and smoke, making them resemble burning steel fortresses, which fiercely drove themselves into the ranks of the ghosts!
The shield wall advanced like a mountain, the spears thrust like a forest, and the giant axe and warhammer slammed down with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks!

Every swing of the weapon was accompanied by the sight of the ghost's bone armor shattering and limbs flying everywhere!

The followers of the God who followed then unleashed a torrent of colorful energy.

Frost froze the path, flames burned the beast horde, a gale whipped up sand and stones, resilient vines broke free of the frozen earth's binding grip, sharp golden light sliced ​​through carapaces, and thick earthen walls rose from the ground, dividing the battlefield.
Wei Banmeng and his three companions did not stop walking at all.

Like four agile fish, they swiftly darted along the edge of the charging torrent of the garrison troops, quickly escaping the most dangerous intersection of the front lines and landing in a relatively rear position on the battlefield.

The "Anvil" commander who just communicated with Wei Banmeng on the radio.

A burly man with a resolute face and the rank of colonel on his shoulder quickly came forward with several staff officers and guards.

He glanced at the four people, and after confirming they were unharmed, he spoke very quickly:

"Thank you all for your hard work! The mission was accomplished beautifully! But now is a critical moment in the war, so please excuse me for not being able to stay any longer. I will definitely come to thank you in person later! Please make yourselves at home and take care!"

He then clasped his hands in a deep fist salute, turned around without hesitation, and led his men like arrows released from a bow, rushing back to the fiercely fighting battlefield, leaving only a young staff officer wearing glasses, looking focused, and a few guards behind.

The young staff officer didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries with the four members of the squad.

He was intently staring at the tablet map unfolding on his wrist, his fingers flying across the screen.

Several high-speed reconnaissance drones used by the military are circling over the battlefield in the wind and snow, transmitting real-time images and various energy readings back.

Based on the feedback, the staff continuously issued instructions to various combat units through encrypted channels.

"The Bone-Eating Hounds in Area A7 are launching a fierce counterattack! Triple strike, Fire Support Team, use Frost Cover to suppress them!"

"The Frostbone Heavy Beast horde on the left flank is attempting a coordinated charge! Heavy Armor Battalion Two, push forward! Chosen One Squad 'Ice Shard', concentrate fire to interrupt their charge!"

"Watch out in the air! The Shadowclaw Bats are beginning their dive."

The battlefield was like a giant meat grinder, where the ferocity of the demons and the unwavering discipline of the garrison clashed fiercely.

On this extraordinary battlefield where large-scale firearms cannot be used.

The clash of cold weapons and the tearing of flesh, the roar of divine magic and the howl of death ghosts, intertwine to create a cruel and magnificent war scene.

Chu Kuanglan gazed at the magnificent scene before him, a scene that stirred his blood.

Feeling the earth tremble beneath his feet from the countless footsteps and bursts of energy, and glancing at the time, he realized there were still nearly forty minutes until his agreed-upon meeting time with Fang Qingyu, which was one hour away.

He licked his slightly chapped lips, his eyes gleaming with excited, warlike light, and lowered his voice to say to Wei Banmeng:
"Half-Dream, it's still early. The fighting outside is so lively. Shall we go in and join the fray for a bit? Maybe lend a hand?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Banmeng frowned slightly, her gaze quickly sweeping over the fierce battlefield before glancing at Lu Jiuyuan and Jiang Wei beside her.

Lu Jiuyuan was just recovering from his injuries, but his eyes were calm, and he nodded slightly to indicate that he was fine.

A crimson aura swirled around Jiang Wei, her breathing was steady, and her clear red eyes held a hint of eager anticipation.

As the temporary team leader in Fang Qingyu's absence, Wei Banmeng quickly weighed the pros and cons:
In the current battlefield situation, the main force of the garrison has a clear advantage and is steadily advancing to crush the enemy. It is not a desperate situation that requires them to turn the tide.

As for the team's condition, all four members are fully equipped and in good condition.

The mission objective has been achieved.

In a flash, Wei Banmeng's eyes narrowed, and she decisively gave the order:

"Go! Objective: Eliminate enemy Tier 2 units and disrupt their command nodes! Maintain mutual cover and keep communication open! Chu Kuanglan, don't go too deep!"

“Understood!!”

Chu Kuanglan let out an excited roar, and the giant sword in his hand, as big as a door panel, burst out with a blazing red light of blood and qi. He was like a tiger released from its cage, and charged forward in the direction where the battle was most intense!
"understand!"

Lu Jiuyuan followed closely behind, twirling his ancient longsword before precisely cutting into a gap in the battlefield.

With a shout, Wei Banmengqing unleashed a chilling aura from his twin Xuanchi swords, his figure moving like lightning.

Jiang Wei took a deep breath, raised her hands slightly, and crimson light condensed in her palms. Two leaping flames instantly took shape, like two small suns held in her hands, instantly dispelling the surrounding chill!
With light steps, she followed closely beside Wei Banmeng, her red eyes locking onto her target.

The four of them, like four sharp knives, plunged once again into the boiling torrent of the battlefield!

This time, they were no longer bait, venturing alone to lure monsters.

Instead, they are fierce generals who can unleash their power freely with the backing of a large army!

Chu Kuanglan charged ahead, wielding his giant sword like a windmill, his movements sweeping and powerful, his violent qi and blood sword energy like a blood-red storm.

Wherever it passed, low-level ghosts fell like wheat being harvested.

Even the larger Frostbone Heavy Armored Beasts were shattered by his powerful slashes, their bone armor breaking and them staggering backward.

They charged straight into the densest areas of ghostly beings, carving out blood-red passages through the gray-black waves!

Jiang Wei became the most dazzling and heart-stopping presence on the battlefield.

The flames in her hands sometimes transformed into roaring fire dragons, sweeping across the area.
Sometimes it condenses into a scorching beam of light, precisely piercing through Shadowclaw Bats or Ice Shard Hunters attempting to cast spells in the distance.
At other times, it forms a scorching wall of fire in front of its teammates to block the attacks of the ghosts or the corrosive slime.

The pure yet violent power of the flames, carrying the might to incinerate everything, caused the surrounding spirits to instinctively feel fear and flee.
With the support of the garrison's solid front, these four "sharp knives" with strength far exceeding their peers completely transformed into harvesting machines on the battlefield.

Like an unstoppable whirlwind, it charged from the edge of the battlefield all the way to the core area, sweeping all before it!
The surrounding garrison soldiers saw these fierce men.

Their morale soared even higher, and they roared as they followed in their footsteps and advanced!
The killing field has become their stage to display their prowess!

Meanwhile, deep within the Shattered Skull Valley.

The Eternal Night Territory, covering the massive body of the Black Stone Golem, stands silently in the wind and snow like a giant black eggshell.

Within the territory, there was absolute stillness.

Fang Qingyu's figure hovered in mid-air, and the dark golden divine lightning that was leaping around him slowly receded into his body, like liquid gold flowing back into the furnace.

The last flickering arc of electricity on the blade of the Dragon Sparrow Slaying Calamity in his hand quietly extinguished.

Below, the massive black stone golem, which resembled a small mountain, had completely lost its life.

The enormous head, made of hard black rock, was bisected from the brow to the neck by a terrifying, mirror-like cut.

The cut edges exhibit a glassy state, as if melted at high temperature and then instantly cooled, emitting a faint burnt smell.

Its massive body remained in a final, struggling posture.

Standing frozen in the darkness of the eternal night, it resembled an eerie black sculpture.

The battle ended much faster than expected.

Although Fang Qingyu mainly relied on the power of the martial artist system to activate the Dragon Sparrow Slash, and only added a trace of Divine Firmament, it was still far beyond what a peak second-tier Destiny Ghost could withstand.

He killed him with a single strike.

"call"

Fang Qingyu gently exhaled a breath of white air carrying a faint arc of electricity, his mind stirring slightly.

hum!
The thick darkness that covered a hundred meters quickly receded like the receding tide, eventually disappearing completely into the shadow beneath Fang Qingyu's feet.

The biting wind and snow, along with the sounds of the outside world, returned instantly.

Fang Qingyu's gaze immediately turned towards the entrance of the Ice Valley.

Despite the towering glaciers and swirling snow, the deafening battle cries still rang out clearly, like muffled thunder.

More importantly, the chaotic roars of the army of ghosts were visibly diminishing and dissipating.

Instead, the garrison's voices rose even higher, with orderly bugle calls and roars of charge!

"It's done."

Fang Qingyu understood.

Although they were outside the effective range of the radio and could not receive a definite report from Wei Banmeng and his men that they had successfully lured the enemy and regrouped with the main force, the ebb and flow of sounds on the battlefield was the best proof of that.

The outcome of this encirclement and annihilation battle is now decided.

The main force of the garrison is reaping victories with unstoppable momentum.

Fang Qingyu then stopped and, with a blur, transformed into a blur that was difficult to see with the naked eye, sped towards the entrance of the Ice Valley, which was also the direction of that huge battlefield.

Since teammates and the main force are engaged in fierce fighting outside the valley.

He could then launch a pincer attack from the rear of the Ghost Army, thus hastening the end of the battle.

however.

Fang Qingyu's figure had just passed less than ten meters away from the huge corpse of the Black Stone Giant Golem.

The moment when the pace was about to accelerate again
"Ugh."

An extremely faint sobbing sound, almost completely drowned out by the sound of wind and snow, came abruptly from behind him, like a hallucination.

Fang Qingyu's feet froze in place.

Perception is heightened to the extreme, and the noise of howling wind and snow is instantly filtered out and stripped away from the ears.

Not an illusion.

The sound was extremely short and abrupt, carrying a suppressed pain and despair, as if it were a mournful cry squeezed out from the depths of the throat, and it was a human voice!
It's a woman's voice!

Fang Qingyu turned around abruptly, his molten gold vertical pupils instantly locking onto the source of the sound.

The massive corpse of the Black Stone Golem was pressed against the bottom of that steep ice wall.

Beneath the shadow cast by the giant golem's corpse and the accumulated snow, a very well-hidden crack was clearly visible on the ice wall.

The entrance to the crevice is narrow, allowing only one person to barely squeeze through sideways.

The edges were covered with thick snow and ice. If it weren't for Fang Qingyu's amazing hearing and extremely close proximity, coupled with the faint whimper as a guide, it would have been impossible to be discovered in such a violent snowstorm.

The sobbing sound emanated faintly from the depths of this dark and deep rift.

Fang Qingyu's eyes instantly turned cold.

Deep within the icy valley lies the core area where the army of the Fate Demons is stationed.

Beside the Blackrock Golem's resting area, a human's wailing could be heard coming from a hidden crack.
This is not normal no matter how you think about it.

Without any hesitation, Fang Qingyu flashed to the entrance of the rift.

The eternal night spread silently, completely swallowing its own aura and light, like water flowing into the shadows, silently slipping into this narrow passage.

The passageway was narrower and more rugged than the entrance, with a wet, cold floor and a murky smell that was a mixture of mold, blood, and some kind of excrement.

Fang Qingyu moved swiftly and silently in absolute darkness, like a ghost without a physical form.

With the newly fused skills, the Eternal Night Territory not only perfectly concealed him.

This also gave him a clear view in this darkness, just like in daylight.

As they went deeper, the suppressed sobbing became clearer and clearer.

It was no longer a single voice, but a mixture of multiple voices, filled with fear and helplessness.

Immediately afterwards, a deliberately lowered, somewhat anxious male voice came through intermittently:
"Damn it! What do we do, boss?! Something's wrong outside! The Federation army is really coming! Judging from the sound, those useless wretches probably can't hold on! If they win, they'll definitely search the camp while they're cleaning up the battlefield! If they find this place, we're all doomed! Should we run now?!"

After a brief silence, a deeper, hoarse voice rang out, carrying suppressed rage and a hint of fear:
"Run? Run my ass! If we run now, how are we supposed to explain ourselves?! There are a full thirty-seven of them! Thirty-seven Tier 2! Even if you tied up our entire families and killed them ten times over, it wouldn't be enough to quell the anger of those above!"

Upon hearing this, the depths of the cave fell into a deathly silence.

Only the suppressed sobs sounded even more jarring.

Fang Qingyu had already quietly crept to the end of the passage, where a natural ice cave, about half the size of a basketball court, suddenly opened up before him.

The sight before him caused Fang Qingyu's golden eyes to suddenly contract.

A chill instantly shot up my spine to the top of my head!

In the center of the ice cave, dozens of figures huddled on the ground.

Their hands and feet were all bound by thick shackles that gleamed with a faint light.

His wrists were bound with special handcuffs that clearly had a suppressive effect, and his mouth was tightly stuffed with a dirty rag.

All it could make was a desperate "woofing" sound.

Their clothes were mostly tattered, and some were almost naked, with their exposed skin covered in bruises, frostbite, and whip marks.

Many people had unfocused eyes, filled with numbness and lifelessness.

Only a few people still had fear and a faint glimmer of survival in their eyes.

Several of the women were stripped down to their underwear and shivering in the cold cave.
All that remained in his eyes was extreme humiliation and fear.

Surrounding the group of prisoners were a dozen or so men dressed in mixed clothes.

Their strength was all at least at the second rank.

The two men who had just spoken were a man with a scar on his face and an anxious expression, and a lean, middle-aged man with eyes as sinister as a venomous snake, who was now scanning the hostages and his men on the ground with a livid face.

"Boss, we can't just sit here and wait to die, can we?"

Another subordinate asked, his voice trembling.

The wiry leader exhaled a sharp breath, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and said menacingly, "We have no choice but to take a gamble! Leave two men to watch the 'goods,' the rest of you come with me to the cave entrance to ambush! If a search team does sneak in, there won't be many of them! Catch them off guard and take them out as quickly as possible! Then..."

His gaze swept over his subordinates.

"Strip them of their clothes, put on them, and impersonate them to sneak out!"

"Impersonation?"

Scarface froze, then turned deathly pale. "Boss, will this... will this work? We can get out, but... what about afterwards? We'll be recognized sooner or later! What will happen then?"

"I know it's death!"

The leader interrupted him with a low growl, his face contorted with rage, "But staying here and being discovered means certain death! And a faster and more gruesome one at that! Getting out of here offers at least a glimmer of hope! Every one of us who can escape is better than us all huddled here, trapped like turtles in a jar!"

He glanced around at his men, seeing the fear and hesitation written on their faces, and roared, "You're all fucking risking your lives! Who doesn't want to live?! We're drawing lots now! If you draw the short one, accept your fate! Put on your clothes and come out with us! If you hesitate any longer, I'll kill you right now!"

He suddenly drew his long sword, pointing the tip at the nearest subordinate, his expression murderous.

The threat of death instantly overwhelmed any hesitation.

The subordinates and others, with knives pointed at them, trembled and turned even paler, but ultimately no one dared to resist.

Everyone looked at each other.

In the end, he could only nod silently.

"Okay, okay, we'll do as the boss says. We'll draw lots."

Scarface replied in a dry voice.

A suffocating silence descended upon the cave once more, broken only by heavy breathing and the suppressed sobs of the prisoners on the ground.

The leader sheathed his knife and gestured to one of his men to prepare the items for drawing lots.
at this time
At the edge of the cave, in the darkest part of the entrance passage, the darkness that should have been empty stirred without warning.

"Who?!"

The lean leader reacted incredibly quickly, drawing his knife and turning around almost instantly, shouting sharply.

The gazes of all the other subordinates were drawn as if by a magnet, focusing in unison on that writhing darkness!
Under the watchful, suspicious, and fierce gazes of more than a dozen pairs of eyes.

The thick darkness seemed to be slowly peeled away by an invisible hand.

A tall, upright figure, dressed in a dark blue polar combat uniform of the garrison, seemed to slowly emerge from the deepest ink of hell, silently "standing" before everyone.

Fang Qingyu remained expressionless, his golden eyes gleaming.

Like a high and mighty god, it indifferently looked down upon everything inside the cave.

In fact, Fang Qingyu had been standing in the dark for more than a minute.

It's been there ever since the leader said "thirty-seven second-tier".

Human traffickers
No, they are even more despicable and deserving of a thousand cuts than human traffickers.

They are not selling ordinary people, but the backbone of humanity's resistance against alien races.

Second-tier martial arts master and chosen one.

Their trading partners are not humans, but a race of demons who feed on humans and aim to exterminate them.

Fang Qingyu felt as if a storm was raging in his mind.

He can't figure it out!
I really can't understand it!
In Qingjian City, he witnessed the horrific scene of being slaughtered by the Ghost of Fate.

In the City of Glazed Light, he exposed Jiang Taixuan's evil practice of consuming the flesh and blood of his own kind to prolong his life.

On the icy plains, he personally experienced the terror of the army of the Death Demons.

In a war between different races, where the survival of a race is at stake, there is no room for compromise!
Either you die or I die!
why?
Why would such a group of beasts in human skin choose to stand against humanity when faced with such a clear battle for the survival of the race?

Choosing to bind one's own people like livestock and offer them up to foreigners for consumption?!
for money?
For power?

Or is it for that vague fantasy of "seeking refuge with the strong"?

Regardless of the reason, Fang Qingyu felt a deep-seated nausea and rage.

The lean leader stared at Fang Qingyu's inhuman golden eyes.

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the other party, which was as unfathomable as an abyss yet held back, an unprecedented chill instantly froze his heart.

They were able to infiltrate without the notice of more than a dozen second-tier experts.

And it appeared in such a bizarre way.
This strength far exceeds their imagination!
Getting caught means death! And it's a fate worse than death!

The ferocity of the desperado instantly overwhelmed the fear!

"kill him!!!"

The leader roared almost to the point of bursting his throat, and moved without hesitation.

Blood and qi surged to the blade instantly.

The other subordinates reacted the instant their boss roared.

Those who were close by drew their melee weapons, channeled their inner energy, and charged forward, while those who were a little further away also rushed over.

In an instant, all kinds of qi and blood, or ranged attacks, poured down on Fang Qingyu, who had just revealed himself, like a storm.

No one spoke, only the low growls of beasts and the shrieks of weapons cutting through the air.

They wanted to tear this terrifying intruder to pieces here as quickly as possible.

This might be the tacit understanding between outlaws when they encounter a desperate situation.

However, at the very moment they made their move
"Noisy."

A cold, emotionless voice swept through the cave.

Next!

boom--! ! !
An indescribable, blinding golden light, accompanied by a deafening, terrifying thunderclap, erupted without warning in the center of the cave.

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

All the figures rushing towards Fang Qingyu were at the place where the sound had just been heard.

He was tightly bound and imprisoned by countless dark golden electric snakes that appeared out of nowhere, as thin as hair yet extremely condensed.

The charging desperados remained frozen in place, their ferocious attack postures intact.

The ferocity on his face was instantly replaced by extreme horror and bewilderment.

Fang Qingyu didn't even move a finger; he merely moved his mind slightly.

Releasing a wisp of divine authority was like descending a cage of heavenly punishment, instantly freezing and suppressing these dozen or so ferocious second-tier desperados along with their attacks.

The violent power of thunder invaded their bodies, precisely paralyzing all their nerves and muscles, completely depriving them of their ability to move, so much so that they couldn't even bite into the poison sacs to commit suicide.

General anesthesia package, effective instantly.

Only the faint crackling of electricity remained in the cave, along with the wide, disbelief and ecstatic joy of the captured men on the ground.

Fang Qingyu's figure, like a ghost, gracefully descended from the darkness where he had just "stood".

I stepped silently onto the cold ground.

He didn't even glance at the kidnappers who were enveloped in golden arcs of electricity and stood frozen in place like eerie sculptures.

Their gaze fell upon the center of the cave, upon the prisoners who lay huddled on the ground like frightened lambs, wounded and barely clothed.

Especially those few women who were almost naked and trembling with cold and fear.

Fang Qingyu expressionlessly unbuttoned the jacket of his dark blue combat uniform.

He walked to the pile of equipment and clothing that the kidnappers had confiscated and carelessly discarded in the corner, silently bent down, and picked up the pieces of clothing, which were covered in dust and ice, but were still relatively intact.

Then, Fang Qingyu walked towards the captured women.

The movements were very light and steady, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Under their still-frightened, even instinctively wary gazes, Fang Qingyu silently and carefully covered their bodies with his coat and a few thick clothes he had picked up, trying his best to cover up their humiliating exposure.

Then, Fang Qingyu raised his head and glanced at all the prisoners.

Looking at those eyes, which were filled with bloodshot veins, fear, numbness, and despair, and were now suddenly filled with immense hope and bewilderment.

Fang Qingyu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to comfort him.

He has experienced many battles, slain powerful enemies, and faced desperate situations.

But this is the current situation.
Watching their compatriots being bound and humiliated like livestock, awaiting to be devoured by a foreign race...
Looking into their eyes, I saw the almost extinguished spark of humanity.
Fang Qingyu felt as if something was blocking his throat.

The rage in his chest was like volcanic lava about to erupt, scorching his internal organs, yet he could find no outlet for it.

Fang Qingyu held back for a long time.

In the end, he spoke in the calmest possible voice to all the prisoners, uttering the simplest yet most weighty words:

"don’t worry"

"You are safe now."

After he finished speaking, the cave fell into a deathly silence.

The only sounds were the crackling of electricity emanating from the kidnappers imprisoned by Shenxiao.
Among the prisoners, one finally broke down in a suppressed sob.

Fang Qingyu stood amidst the sobs, his back to the imprisoned animals.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

I don't know how to comfort these people.
He only knew
His current state of mind
There is a fire
A burning rage that seemed destined to soar to the heavens could not be extinguished.
(End of this chapter)