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Chapter 378 Three Royals, Doomsday is Coming!!

Chapter 378 Three Royals, Doomsday is Coming!! (Please vote with monthly tickets!~)

Fang Qingyu heard these words and looked at Hell Guest's appearance.

I was instantly reminded of a ghost I had encountered before.

Her name is Time Eclipse Witch.

It also has this human form, and looks no different from a human.

If Fang Qingyu hadn't been able to see the title, it would have been difficult to recognize him.

This kind of fate ghost
Previously, Jiang Wei described it as belonging to the category of bloodlines associated with the "destiny ghosts."

That is, the so-called royal family.

Moreover, judging from the other party's attitude, they were deliberately waiting for me here.
Attacking the construction base was just a side effect.

Did they send a fourth-tier royal bloodline member from among the Ghosts of Fate to assassinate him?

"Ha, you really think highly of me."

Fang Qingyu's lips curled into a smile.

There was no interest in wasting words.

hum!
The starlight suddenly burst into a dazzling display.

The figure instantly blurred and disappeared.

The next moment.

Fang Qingyu appeared like a ghost less than three feet in front of the Hell Guest.

A hand covered in jet-black star crystals, flowing with silver galaxy patterns, aimed straight for the opponent's neck.

Five fingers formed a claw, with starlight flickering from the fingertips.

It is powerful enough to penetrate the defenses of a Soul-Destroying Ghost of the Abyss level.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the blue cloth collar...
Fang Qingyu's palm passed right through the neck of the Hell Guest without any resistance.

It was as if all that was being penetrated was a solid mass of air.

A silent smile appeared on the face of the Hell Guest, which was covered with eerie black patterns, as if mocking Fang Qingyu's futile efforts.

He ignored the hand that had pierced his neck.

He casually raised his right hand as if brushing away a speck of dust.

He waved his hand gently towards the void ahead.

The action is understated.

hum-

But then a deep, resonant hum suddenly rang out.

Centered on the palm of the hellish guest, an enormous scroll unfolds out of thin air.

The scroll is perfectly round.

It rapidly rotated and enlarged, instantly enveloping Fang Qingyu and Hell Guest.

On the scroll.

It depicts the terrifying suffering of the eighteen levels of hell.

The scenes of each level of hell are depicted in exquisite detail and with lifelike realism.

The little demons were hideous and ferocious, while the tortured ones twisted and wailed.

The endless pain seemed to pierce through the painting and rush straight out!

And this moment.

On the scroll, there are ferocious demons and gods who wield punishment.

Or the countless figures still suffering torture.

At this moment, those empty or painful eye sockets.

They all turned to look at Fang Qingyu in the center of the painting.

Countless eyes were fixed on him!
"Uhhhhhh-!!!"

"Ouch, that hurts!!!"

"Help me!! Help me!!!"

Inhuman screams and desperate roars echoed continuously.

It seems they wanted to recount the suffering they had endured.

The howling was transferred to Fang Qingyu.

The already illusory figure of the Hell Guest began to fade like ink drops in water the moment the scroll unfolded.

Those emotionless eyes.

He looked one last time at Fang Qingyu, who was trapped in the center of the painting.

Welcome to hell!

The moment the words fell.

The scroll depicting the eighteen levels of hell, rotating in a ring, suddenly burst forth with a dark light.

The scroll itself resembles the mouth of a whirlpool.

It suddenly collapsed inward.

Fang Qingyu felt an irresistible suction force coming from him.

The icy, snow-covered Arctic landscape with its low-hanging leaden clouds vanished in an instant.

Instead.

It was a scorching, fishy wind that rushed towards us, a deafening, shrill scream, and the intense stench of rust and burnt flesh!

Beneath their feet lay a charred, black rocky ground covered in sticky, dark red bloodstains.

Ahead, on rows of simple yet enormous wooden stakes, countless naked figures were bound by iron chains.

The little devil, with a ferocious face and wielding a huge iron clamp, cruelly pried open the victim's mouth, inserted the cold iron clamp, clamped the tongue that was trembling wildly with fear, and then pulled it out forcefully!
"Pfft. Sizzle."

The sounds of flesh being torn apart were mixed with inhuman screams.

The sound echoed throughout this space filled with pain and despair.

Even though Fang Qingyu had only ever heard of the concept of hell.

But I can still recognize it.

The hell before us is the first level of hell.

The Hell of Tongue Pulling.

At this moment, after these little devils had been tortured, all eyes were immediately fixed on Fang Qingyu, who was standing motionless.

Simultaneously
Those who were being tortured also crawled ferociously toward Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu looked on expressionlessly.

He drew the Dragon Sparrow Slash.

Outside the prison of the painting.

High in the Arctic sky.

The cold wind continued to howl, swirling up fine snowflakes.

The deafening shouts of battle echoed from the battlefield at the edge of the icy sea below.

The circular scroll depicting the eighteen levels of hell floated silently in mid-air, slowly rotating on its own, emitting a deep, eerie light.

It was like a living thing breathing.

Light and shadow flow across the surface of the painting.

Countless illusory figures struggling in agony could be vaguely seen floating and sinking within it.

Directly in front of the painting, the Hell Guest sits cross-legged, suspended in the void.

With its eyes tightly closed, the eerie black patterns on its face slowly wriggled as if they were alive.

His hands formed a mysterious and complex hand seal.

It is clear that they are doing everything they can to maintain and drive that terrifying hellish scroll.

beside him.

Two figures had quietly appeared without anyone noticing.

On the left is a woman, tall and graceful, wearing a dark red dress that looks like congealed blood, the hem of which moves without wind.

Her face was absolutely stunning, and her skin was so pale it was almost bloodless.

He had a pair of narrow, almond-shaped eyes with pupils that were jet black with no whites.

At this moment, he was staring with great interest at the slowly rotating scroll of hell.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

On the right is a burly man, nearly three meters tall.

His muscles were bulging like cast iron, and his skin had a rock-like bluish-gray hue, covered with crack-like patterns.

A pair of large, copper-bell-shaped eyes flashed with a tyrannical red light.

Seeing that Fang Qingyu had been absorbed into the painting, the two of them relaxed.

Once you're trapped in the hellish map, you're safe.

This is something that even their fourth-tier royal family couldn't escape alive.

It is a tool specifically used to punish royal spirits among the spirits of fate.

Just like Jiang Wei said before.

The royal family of the Ghost Clan all possess a supreme treasure.

For example, the Time Eclipse Witch possesses the Entropy of Time.

The royal family of Hell Guest also possesses a supreme treasure.

It is called the Hell Map.

The fate of the Hell Guest race is determined at birth.

Then one can obtain a trace of the illusory power of the Hell Diagram.

Furthermore, the power of the Hell Diagram is among the best, even within the Ghost King Clan.

This is one of the six diagrams!!
In human terms, it would be described as a very basic form of divine weaponry!

Even a wisp of projected power, if released by a fourth-tier Hell Guest, would be absolutely invincible.

Therefore, these two were members of the Ghost Royal Family who came to assassinate Fang Qingyu.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu was taken into the Hell Map.

They immediately concluded that Fang Qingyu was doomed.

"Tsk, Lord Black Duke is indeed cautious. To deal with a third-tier human, he actually sent Hell Guest. Although it's just a trace of the power of the regional map, it's enough for that kid to be tortured to the point of soul annihilation inside, driven by Old Ghost."

The woman in the red dress stuck out her scarlet tongue and gently licked her equally bright red lips.

His voice had a slightly lazy, husky quality.

Upon hearing this, the giant carrying the bone hammer exhaled two streams of hot white breath from his nostrils and growled in a deep, gruff voice, "Hmph, making a mountain out of a molehill! In my opinion, I should just smash him and that lousy construction site into mincemeat with one blow! Saves all the trouble!"

The woman chuckled softly, her dark eyes turning to the battlefield below, her tone filled with undisguised contempt: "What's the rush? Lord Black Duke has his own plans."

Her gaze fell upon the edge of the icy sea.

Under the relentless counterattack of the Azure Dragon Gang, Deep Blue Heavy Industry, and the Unjust City alliance.

The once-mighty army of ghosts was now pushed outwards for a full two kilometers.

The front line was teetering on the brink of collapse.

In many areas, low-level spirits have even begun to show signs of fleeing.

The human alliance grew stronger with each battle.

The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth.

"A bunch of trash!"

The giant followed her gaze and was instantly enraged.

"We outnumbered the enemy tenfold, yet we were pushed back! We have utterly disgraced our people!"

“Waste naturally has its place.”

The woman in the red dress spoke indifferently, as if discussing ants, "It's better to be eliminated here than to waste resources later. But over there..."

Her slender, pale fingers.

It points far into the distance to the other end of the sky.

That place was the battlefield of two Abyss-level Life Demons.

However, at this moment, those two ghosts were like trapped beasts being toyed with, and their defeat was imminent.

Jiang Wei and Xu Fu both held an absolute advantage.

And then I saw Jiang Wei's figure, which resembled a fiery deity.

The savage red light in the giant's eyes suddenly intensified.

An uncontrollable surge of anger welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but growl, "I don't know what kind of spell that woman has cast on Lord Black Duke! He listens to her so much! If you ask me, we should take this opportunity to kill both of these women! Eliminate the trouble once and for all, so she won't always get in our way."

This statement came out.

The woman in the red dress froze instantly with a lazy smile.

She turned her head sharply, her dark pupils contracting suddenly as she stared intently at the giant man.

The giant instantly realized he had misspoke.

The muscles on his fierce face twitched violently a few times, and a few drops of cold sweat even seeped from his forehead.

The savage red light in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a barely concealed panic.

He quickly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions.

He forced a stiff expression that looked worse than crying and awkwardly changed the subject: "Cough, let's go! Although they're useless, those two big guys still have some brute strength. Taking them back as pack animals or guard animals wouldn't be bad."

The woman lowered her hand, still shaken, as if afraid that Black Duke's will might strike at any moment.

He nodded quickly: "Let's go."

The two moved swiftly, heading towards the battlefield where Jiang Wei and Xu Fu were fighting.

However, just as they moved...
"puff--"

The Hell Guest, sitting cross-legged and suspended before the Hell Map, with its eyes tightly closed, suddenly shuddered.

A mouthful of dark green blood.

It suddenly gushed out of his mouth without warning.

"Um?!"

"what happened?!"

The woman in the red dress and the giant man both stopped in their tracks in shock.

He instantly appeared beside the Hell Guest, his expression changing drastically.

But they dared not make a sound to disturb them.

He could only stare intently at the Hell Guest's face, where the black markings were writhing wildly.

Inside the Hell map
what happened? !

"No, it's impossible."

The hellish guest suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

Those eyes, which should have been cold and indifferent, were now filled with extreme horror.

He stared intently at the slowly rotating image of hell in front of him, as if he were seeing something even more terrifying than the eighteen levels of hell itself.

Dark green blood uncontrollably gushed from his mouth.

He let out broken, hoarse growls, like a dream: "How...how is this possible?"

The words have not yet fallen.

hum-

That scroll of hell, which originally radiated a deep, eerie light and slowly rotated.

A blinding burst of starlight suddenly erupted from the center.

The starlight was initially as small as a needle tip.

However, in a very short time, it instantly filled the entire surface of the painting.

The dark red hellish landscape was torn apart by the starlight.

click-

A crisp sound, like glass shattering, resounded through the sky.

Under the horrified gazes of the woman in the red dress and the giant man.

That hellish projection, which they considered invincible among its peers.

The surface was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

From within the crack, brilliant starlight burst forth like lava.

next moment!
Boom——

The entire scroll depicting hell resembles a balloon that has been burst.

It exploded violently high in the Arctic sky!

Countless fragments burning with starlight mixed with the remnants of the hellish map scattered and flew in all directions like a meteor shower.

The terrifying shockwave exploded in a ring shape.

It instantly dispelled the thick, leaden clouds that stretched for miles around.

The Hell Guest's seated form arched backward the instant the scroll shattered, emitting a shrill, inhuman scream.

The black lines on his face flowed and disintegrated wildly like molten wax.

At last.

His head snapped backward at an extremely bizarre angle.

Click!

The crisp sound of the neck bone breaking was clearly audible.

The last glimmer of light in Hell's eyes went out completely, and his body was like a puppet with its strings cut.

It fell straight down helplessly from the sky.

"The map has been compromised?!"

For the first time, the woman in the red dress lost her languidness and became sharp and piercing.

The two stared intently at the center of the exploding Hell Map.

The turbulent flow of starlight energy has not yet subsided.

The blinding light prevented them from seeing what was at the core.

Did Hell Guest exhaust his life force and perish together with Fang Qingyu?
still is
This thought just came to mind.

A sense of crisis instantly gripped their spines.

No time to think.

It was an instinctive reaction honed through countless life-or-death battles.

The woman in the red dress swiftly reached her left hand into her bosom, and when she stretched it out again, she held a jade bottle about three inches tall in her palm.

The bottle is pure white, made of neither gold nor jade, and its mouth is shrouded in a hazy, misty white light.

The giant roared, and his grayish-blue skin instantly turned as red-hot as a branding iron, his bulging muscles swelling once more.

He gripped the huge, menacing bone hammer tightly with both hands.

The hammerhead instantly ignited with a ghostly green phosphorescent flame, and swung it fiercely to its side and behind without regard for anything else.

At the very same instant they reacted.

Two hands covered in jet-black star crystals, flowing with countless silver star patterns.

It's as if it has penetrated the boundaries of space.

It appeared without warning behind their necks.

"Uh?!"

"what?!"

The pupils of both the woman in the red dress and the giant man instantly contracted to their maximum size.

Their gazes followed the two suddenly appearing arms, moving upwards inch by inch.

At the heart of the starlight turbulence.

A figure became clearly visible.

His body was covered in jet-black star crystal armor, as deep as the night sky.

On the armor, countless tiny silver stars flowed and flickered slowly, like living things, outlining the trajectory of a galaxy.

On either side of his forehead, there were two crystal-clear horns that shimmered with a cool, starlight-like glow, like the crowns of a deity.

Those eyes transformed into two deep, rotating miniature galaxies.

Stardust Form!
Fully open!

When those starry eyes contained a swirling galaxy.

The moment the woman in the red dress and the giant man were locked together without any emotion.

The two felt as if they had been thrown into the absolute zero of deep space.

The movements in his hands froze for an extremely brief moment because of the gaze of that starry eye.

"die."

A cold syllable.

It was spat out of Fang Qingyu's mouth.

The crystal hand gripping their necks did not crush them.

Instead, it was released instantly.

His right hand snapped back with lightning speed, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and he brought it to his waist.

On the edge of the fist, a point of starlight, condensed to its extreme, suddenly shone brightly, as if it had compressed an entire nebula.

next moment!
Punch out!

Celestial Patrol Shatters the Stars!

boom--

A torrent of starlight erupted from Fang Qingyu's fist, which he had held at his waist.

The battlefield below, where fierce fighting is raging on the icy plains.

In an instant, it was completely illuminated by this all-encompassing starlight.

Countless people subconsciously looked up.

The torrent of starlight was devoid of any frills, shooting straight ahead.

The torrent continues its relentless flow.

It tore apart the thick, leaden clouds that had remained in the Arctic sky for millennia.

It left behind a blazing white scar that stretches across the sky and has been unable to heal for a long time.

It continued forward.

Until it disappeared from sight.

……

Edge of the icy sea.

A battlefield like a meat grinder.

When that torrent of blazing white starlight, tearing through the sky and dispelling the leaden clouds, suddenly erupted.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been paused.

Whether it was the human warriors fighting bloody battles or the frantically roaring demons, their movements froze for a moment.

"That's... starlight?!"

A Green Dragon Gang warrior, his face covered in blood and almost completely exhausted.

Leaning on his broken sword, he gazed at the sky, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.

"Fang Shen!! It's Fang Shen!!!"

A squad leader next to him had just used his shoulder to shove away a ghost that was lunging at him.

Suddenly realizing what was happening, he mustered all his strength and let out a bloodcurdling roar, his voice distorted with excitement, "Brothers! Fang Shen is here! Kill him!!!"

That roar.

It instantly ignited everyone's passion.

"Fang Shen! It's Fang Shen!!!"

"Kill! Kill all these beasts!!"

"For the dawn—!!!"

The earth-shattering roar instantly drowned out the howl of the ghost.

All the human warriors were now as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

Exhaustion vanished, replaced by a burning fighting spirit and an unwavering belief in victory.

They remembered the devastating fall of a star beyond the City of Injustice.

I recalled the image of that hundred-meter-tall colossal statue of a god turning to ashes under the starlight.

In their consciousness at this moment.

It has been confirmed that Fang Qingyu is involved.

This battle is impossible to lose.

The already crumbling Ghost Line began to collapse on a large scale under the onslaught of this overwhelming morale.

High in the sky.

The aftershocks of the dissipating starlight have not yet subsided.

A sliver of starlight suddenly separated from the source of the explosion.

It crashed down relentlessly towards the core area where the army of life-destroying ghosts was most concentrated.

"Fang Shen has arrived too!"

On the battlefield below, a sharp-eyed warrior once again let out a frenzied roar.

"Brothers! Fang Shen is just ahead! Kill him!!!"

Everyone pressed down hard on the collapsing tide of life-giving ghosts.

Boom——

The falling starlight crashed into the very center of the raging tide of ghosts.

A crater with a diameter of over 100 meters was formed instantly.

A terrifying shockwave exploded in a ring, and at the edge of the crater, countless ghosts were blown apart before they could even scream.

Even the ghosts that were a little further away were blown away by the violent shockwave, their tendons and bones broken.

Smoke and blood mist filled the air.

In the center of the deep pit, the starlight slowly receded, revealing Fang Qingyu's figure.

The stellar remains had not yet dissipated, and its body, covered in black star crystals, was faintly visible in the billowing smoke and dust.

Those starry eyes swept coldly over the surrounding ghosts who were caught in chaos and fear.

next second.

He moved!
He transformed once again into a dazzling starlight that tore through the battlefield.

They brazenly traversed the area where the army of ghosts was most concentrated.

Where starlight passes, everything is destroyed.

The already chaotic formation of the Ghost Army was completely turned upside down.

Almost simultaneously with Fang Qingyu clearing the area.

A sound came from the sky.

A streak of crimson light, as red as blood, followed closely behind Fang Qingyu and crashed heavily into another area densely populated with ghosts.

The ground shook again.

The world-destroying calamity fire erupted suddenly, and the crimson flames instantly devoured dozens of ghosts.

In the firelight, Jiang Wei's figure appeared.

Her long, crimson hair danced in the flames, and her clear red eyes swept across the battlefield.

It transformed into a streak of crimson flames once more and charged forward.

The two fourth-tier combatants were like tigers among sheep, stirring up a massive bloodbath in the army of the Fate Ghosts.

Invincible!
The Ghost Army, whose morale had already collapsed due to Fang Qingyu's devastating attack, was now in a completely irreversible rout.

The low-level ghosts began to scatter and flee in all directions, disregarding everything.

The mid-to-high-level Fate Ghosts also lost their will to fight in fear, and their formation completely collapsed.

"kill!!!"

Chu Kuanglan wielded his giant sword wildly, carrying three ferocious ancient corpses, crushing the scattered ghosts of fate like a bulldozer.

"Strangle them! Leave no one alive!"

Wei Banmeng's voice was icy.

The scales of victory tipped completely the moment Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei joined the battle!

As the last rays of the setting sun faded.

When applied to a lead-gray skyline.

After more than an hour of fierce fighting, the battle finally came to an end.

The permafrost at the edge of the icy sea has been completely stained into a muddy swamp of dark red and dirty purple.

The mountain of remains of the dead emitted a pungent, nauseating stench; broken carapaces, severed limbs, and frozen, foul blood were everywhere.

In this painting of death.

Scattered among them were the fallen figures of human warriors.

They fell alongside the enemy.

Maintaining their final fighting stance.

A brief silence enveloped the battlefield.

Exhaustion, pain, the relief of surviving a disaster, and grief for fallen comrades.

It weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone who survived.

But the silence was quickly broken.

"Clean up the battlefield! Retrieve the Life Beads! Collect all valuable Life Ghost materials! Quickly!"

Chu Kuanglan's booming voice rang out again, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.

He wiped the blood off his face and pointed to the life beads that shimmered with various colors on the ground, as well as the hard and sharp shells, claws, and special organs that looked like they belonged to him.

"These are the fruits of our labor! They are the foundation of Dawn City! Don't waste them!"

His words were like a shot in the arm.

Yes, we won!

And it was an unprecedented and resounding victory!
You could scoop up a priceless life-saving pearl from the ground with your bare hands.

The materials left behind by those second-tier or even suspected third-tier life ghosts.

It is priceless!
"Quick! Get moving!"

"Be careful! Some of the body fluids of deadly spirits are highly poisonous!"

"Over here! There's a huge guy over here whose carapace isn't broken! It's valuable!"

The brief sadness was overshadowed by high morale and the joy of achievement.

The surviving soldiers began efficiently clearing the battlefield and collecting loot.

The reinforcements from the City of Injustice also joined spontaneously.

Order is being restored rapidly.

Behind the battlefield, far from the coastline, beside a relatively clean patch of ice rocks.

The star-like form surrounding Fang Qingyu had quietly faded away, and he had returned to normal.

Only the bloodstains and minor tears on the combat uniforms indicated the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Jiang Wei stood half a step to his side.

Her long, crimson hair fluttered slightly in the rising chill of the wind, and her clear red eyes looked at Fang Qingyu with a hint of inquiry.
"You killed all three royals?"

She was referring to the hellish visitor and the later-appearing woman in the red dress, the giant.

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly and slowly shook his head: "No. The woman with the bottle took the opportunity to escape at the last moment."

He spoke calmly.

That jade bottle.

It seems to possess a strange ability to save its life and escape.

When you encounter someone with the ability to survive, it's indeed quite difficult to capture them if you don't have intelligence before the battle begins.

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding flashed across Jiang Wei's eyes.

She didn't say anything either.

A third-tier being can kill two fourth-tier royal ghosts, even though they are of a higher tier.

this kind of thing.

That's terrifying enough.

the other side.

"Hahaha! Awesome!!! We won! We won!!!"

A burst of wild, joyful laughter grew louder as it approached.

Shen Zhou, like a rolling ball, tumbled and crawled through the crowd clearing the battlefield, his face a mixture of blood, sweat, and tears of ecstasy.

The target was Chu Kuanglan, who was speaking with several leaders of the unjust city.

"Old Chu! Awesome!!"

Shen Zhou rushed forward and excitedly grabbed Chu Kuanglan's shoulders, which were covered in blood and bits of flesh.

He gave a thumbs-up, spittle flying everywhere.

"I only saw Captain Fang's brilliance before, and didn't realize that you brothers are also true dragons! Well done in today's battle!"

Chu Kuanglan stumbled from his embrace, then shoved him away with a laugh, annoyed: "Get lost! Old Zhou, you almost scared the hell out of me, didn't you?"

That being said.

His smile, however, was quite cheerful.

The leaders of several powerful forces in the nearby unjust cities.

Several other powerful third-tier peak leaders also gathered around.

They too bore the marks of a fierce battle.

But their eyes were incredibly bright.

Then Chu Kuanglan turned to look at the group and said, "You can ask Qingzi how to divide it. I can't make that decision. Let's put everything away first. There's no such thing as absolute safety here."

Upon hearing Chu Kuanglan's words...

The group nodded and walked toward Fang Qingyu in the distance.

At that moment, Fang Qingyu was talking to Jiang Wei.

suddenly
Fang Qingyu, who was standing beside the ice rock, suddenly turned his head.

The trace of post-battle calm on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity!
Within her starry eyes, the Milky Way spun wildly.

"do not come!!!"

A sharp shout, like a thunderclap, instantly drowned out all the noise on the battlefield.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu did not look at the representatives of Lingxiao Society.

Instead, he looked up.
His gaze was fixed on the area above his head that had just been torn apart by the torrent of starlight.

The leaden-gray clouds are slowly closing in again.

At the same time, Fang Qingyu reacted extremely quickly.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand.

A powerful yet extremely gentle force instantly acted on Jiang Wei beside him.

Caught off guard, Jiang Wei was propelled backward hundreds of meters by the force, before landing steadily on another piece of ice rock.

She steadied herself, a look of astonishment also appearing on her face.

He looked up and saw where Fang Qingyu's gaze was directed.

Meanwhile, in the City of Injustice, the leading representatives, Chu Kuanglan, and Shen Zhou, along with everyone else on the battlefield who could still move, were present.

They were all startled by Fang Qingyu's sudden, sharp shout.

Subconsciously, I followed his gaze and looked up at the sky.

The next instant
Everyone's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.

A sense of powerlessness
It climbed up everyone's spine.

All that could be seen was the thick, lead-gray cloud layer slowly closing in.

Without warning, it was violently torn apart by a tremendous force.

A round, black object that blotted out the sky, like a world-ending meteorite, forcefully broke through the clouds, revealing its ferocious side!
This corner alone obscured almost half the sky.

The enormous shadow cast instantly engulfed the battlefield below, which had just witnessed a bloody battle, the unfinished nascent city of dawn, and all the human warriors who had fought valiantly.

It is entirely black, with a rough and pitted surface.

A blinding, incandescent white halo ignited at the edge.

The terrifying heatwave and sense of oppression.

It crashed down like a real tsunami.

The air seemed to be sucked out instantly.

Under the immense shadow, the temperature on the ice field was soaring wildly.

The snow melted and evaporated rapidly.

"Every day!"

"What is that?"

"A meteorite?!"

Countless soldiers gaped, uttering soft murmurs.

The body stiffens due to a feeling of weakness.

My mind goes blank.

They even forgot to run away.

But running away was useless, as such a huge object was falling at such a terrifying speed.

Stop talking about them.

The exact radius and extent of the area are unclear.

But at least in this area, away from the Great Wall in the Arctic, there are no living creatures.

Someone sat down listlessly.
The relief of just surviving instantly turned to despair.

And at the epicenter of this catastrophic disaster.
Above the icy rocks, Fang Qingyu's figure was once again completely swallowed up by the raging starlight.

Star Remains Form Activated!!!
Its body is covered with deep, dark star crystals and flows with silver galaxy patterns.

In the boundless shadow cast by the massive meteorite.

As insignificant as dust.

Fang Qingyu's roar echoed throughout the entire sky.

This is still.
This was the first time everyone, including Chu Kuanglan and Wei Banmeng, had heard Fang Qingyu's roar.

In the past, when facing enemies.

Fang Qingyu remained very calm throughout.

At this moment, everyone is silently waiting to die.

On the contrary, it was Fang Qingyu.
The first one to express their emotions.

They wanted to resist the arrival of this apocalyptic scene.

The starlight represented by Fang Qingyu streaked across the sky, its light dazzling.

They charged towards the boulder on their own initiative.