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Chapter 381 You should be glad you've been atoning for your sins! (Please vote with monthly tickets!~)

The demons have declared a full-scale war against humanity.

The news spread throughout the entire Arctic front in less than a day.

Whether it's the people inside the Great Wall, or the twenty-odd cities behind it that served as logistical support for the Great Wall.
Everyone knows the news.

And it wasn't just the Arctic; the entire federal government's supernatural bureaus, or other supernatural organizations, knew about it.

Because Old Man Hong is directly facing all the superhumans registered with the Federation.

The news was announced.

That lasted for decades.

It has never truly stopped.

A brutal war fueled by human flesh and blood.

The whole truth is laid bare under the sunlight.

That's when.

Many people only learned about the Arctic after this.

I learned that the Arctic has been fighting against the army of the Death Demons for decades.
It's also clear that the Federation has always been carrying a heavy burden.

I now understand the meaning of life and death for humankind.

Actually, it started a long time ago.

The struggle has already begun.

"Damn it! We've been living in a peace that others bought with their lives all along!"

Street corners and alleyways, taverns and teahouses.

Countless angry and ashamed roars resounded.

"Go to the Arctic! I've practiced martial arts for over a decade, not to fight in city arenas!"

"Count me in! I'm the only superhuman in my family, no one to rely on, so dying is fine! It's better than dying a pathetic death!"

An invisible horn has sounded.

Countless figures emerged from their comfortable homes.

Rising from a bustling corner of the city, emerging from a secluded place of cultivation.

They come from different backgrounds and have varying levels of strength.

But they are all extraordinary individuals.

Tickets for all routes to the Arctic front were sold out.

Countless auras, some strong and some weak, converged from all directions.

Ultimately, they all point in the same direction.

The frozen wasteland of the Arctic!

Qingjian City, headquarters of the Shenguan Bureau.

Three floors underground.

Extra-large tactical conference room.

The huge circular conference table was filled with all the extraordinary individuals registered with the Qingjian City Bureau of Divine Management.

The auras of the first and second tiers were mixed together.

On the screen in front, footage urgently transmitted from the Arctic front was being played repeatedly.

The continuous Great Wall of Steel stands tall amidst the wind and snow.

Below was a massive army of ghostly beings, surging forth like a black tide.

Each collision sent up a towering wave of blood and shattered limbs.

In the city behind, stretchers moved back and forth, the groans of the wounded drowned out by the roar of engines.

Even more shocking are the several overhead shots.

The huge craters on the ice sheet resemble festering wounds on the earth.

The charred marks stretched for miles, a sight left by the vengeful spirit using some terrifying power.

The image finally freezes on a document directly signed by the Supreme Command.

The Arctic All-Out War Mobilization Order bearing Hong Qitian's personal seal.

Director Wu Yu stood in the center of the circular podium.

His face was as cold and ruthless as iron at that moment.

The sound traveled through the loudspeaker to everyone's ears.

"The situation is exactly as shown on the screen: the Great Wall is bleeding, the Arctic is in dire straits. Now is not the time to discuss why or how. The whole world must make way for the Arctic battlefield."

His eyes swept across the room.

"Our bureau has eighty slots for the first batch of support missions to the Arctic front, but only for those at the second rank or above with limited time. Now, I'll give you ten minutes to think it over. After ten minutes, you can volunteer!"

"Warning: This is not a vacation; it's going to risk your life in the most brutal meat grinder!!!"

"Everyone needs to think this through carefully."

After he finished speaking, silence enveloped the entire conference room.

Only the faint roar and howls of the dead could be heard from the screen.

It was a silent reminder to everyone.

Just how brutal is that battlefield?

Many people's faces showed struggle and hesitation.

Eighty spots mean eighty one-way tickets to hell.

Who is not afraid of death?

Who doesn't have family ties?
In this suffocating silence.

A calm voice broke the silence.

"Lin Kang, Third Squad of the Dragon Ridge Camp."

The voice wasn't loud, but it instantly drew everyone's attention.

Near the front row, a young man in a dark gray combat uniform stood up.

He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a stern face and distinct features. He was Fang Qingyu's initial guide on his path of martial arts.

Lin Kang.

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the two teammates who had also stood up beside him.

Duan Ling and Qu Zhe.

"Duan Ling, Qu Zhe, sign up."

Three names, concise and to the point.

No extra nonsense.

Wu Yu, standing on the podium, gave Lin Kang a deep look, without a trace of surprise in his eyes.

He nodded slightly and gestured to the secretary next to him who was in charge of registration: "Write it down."

Lin Kang was Fang Qingyu's former captain and also his mentor in martial arts.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu is shining brightly in the Arctic.

Including former teammates, Qin Feng and others are also in the Arctic.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Lin Kang would sign up.

"Dragon Ridge Camp, Third Squad: Lin Kang, Duan Ling, Qu Zhe!"

The secretary's voice came through the loudspeaker.

The echoes reverberated in the silent hall.

This seems to be a signal.

"Wang Meng, sign up for the Swift Wind Special Operations Team!"

"Logistics Support Department, Li Yun is volunteering! I can save lives!"

……

One by one, the figures stood up.

The voice, initially hesitant, quickly became loud and clear.

It even carried a kind of fervor that erupted after being suppressed for too long.

Fear receded quickly in the face of the overwhelming tide of responsibility.

Those who can sit here are ultimately selected, people whose very bones are engraved with a spirit of protection and courage.

Lin Kang and the other two sat down again.

Duan Ling quietly nudged Lin Kang's arm, her face flushed with excitement, and whispered, "This time I can finally help out."

She thought of Qin Feng, Haozi, and others who had been on the same team.

Lin Kang kept his gaze fixed straight ahead, watching the scrolling list of applicants on the screen.

His cold, hard lips twitched almost imperceptibly upwards.

He gave a soft "hmm," his voice low and deep, as if he had been relieved of some heavy burden.

"I heard that Old Qin and the others have also broken through to the second level. Let's go and see if they're holding us back."

Just ten minutes later, all eighty spots were filled.

There are even more.

Wu Yu glanced at the list one last time, his gaze sweeping over the figures who had stood up. He nodded solemnly: "Alright! Meeting adjourned! Selected participants, assemble at the rooftop helipad in one hour! Destination: the Arctic Great Wall!"

The Arctic, at the edge of the icy sea.

The construction site of Dawn City.

That was a far cry from the harrowing battle to defend the city and the devastating catastrophe of the meteorite.

Only two days have passed.

However, this is the scene at the construction site at this moment.

However, it was completely different from the previous devastation and chaos.

Night had already fallen, and the leaden-gray sky hung low.

The cold wind was still biting and sharp.

However, the entire coastline was illuminated as brightly as day by thousands of high-powered searchlights and construction lights.

The roar of machines, the clanging of metal, the shouts of workers, and the hoarse cries of commanders filled the air.

The steel support trusses are higher and denser than they were two days ago.

The structure has also become visibly more complex and robust.

The massive ice-resistant impact-resistant base platforms have been connected together.

It was covered with special quick-setting concrete that had just been poured and was still steaming with white vapor.

Countless figures bustled about on it.

Shen Zhou, head of DeepBlue Heavy Industry's Arctic frontline.

They moved frantically around various key points on the construction site.

His winter clothes were covered in mud, oil, and hardened concrete spots.

Two huge dark circles under his eyes almost covered half of his face, his lips were chapped and peeling, and his voice was already hoarse like a broken gong.

However, in those bloodshot eyes...

Yet it burned with an almost manic, excited light.

"Quickly! Section B-7! Vibrate! Vibrate it evenly! Strength! I need absolute strength! Not even a fraction less!!"

He roared into the communicator with all his might.

Spittle flew everywhere, and veins bulged on his neck.

He immediately cut off the call after shouting, then yelled at a group of engineers carrying alloy steel beams next to him: "Over there! Lifting point number three! Align! Align the tenon and mortise! If it's even a centimeter off, I'll shove you in and fill the gap!!"

Ever since the news of the Destiny Ghost announcing a full-scale war came.

The string of "reason" in Shen Zhou's mind snapped completely.

The sense of crisis that was enough to crush anyone was instead transformed into the most extreme obsessive motivation.

He did it in front of Wei Banmeng and all the core decision-makers.

He patted his chest and made a solemn pledge.

"Seven days, seven days at most! I, Shen Zhou, am ready to risk my life! After seven days, I will give you the most solid and fucking magnificent war fortress in history!!"

His spittle almost landed on Chu Kuanglan's face.

"If I can't do it, I'll be the first to jump into the sea and die before the city collapses!"

No one questioned his determination at that moment.

The arrival of the 20,000 to 30,000 new volunteers gave him the confidence to carry out his crazy plan.

The past two days have been unexpectedly calm.

The army of ghosts failed to mount another decent invasion.

This made this desperate sprint possible.

"Manager Shen! The modular precast slabs for the West Zone have arrived, but the unloading point is completely filled with temporary material piles!"

A project team leader came running up, panting, to report.

"It's full?!"

Shen Zhou's eyes widened, and he suddenly pointed to a Green Dragon Gang squad patrolling the edge of the ice field in the distance.

"You! And you! Take a few men over there! Move that pile of materials and make room! Right now! Patrol? Patrol my ass, get to work, and then you can patrol."

The patrol team leader who was called out opened his mouth, looking at Supervisor Shen's murderous gaze.

He glanced at the bustling construction site again, then swallowed his words and waved his hand helplessly: "Brothers, did you hear that? First, do the hard labor and move materials."

The entire construction site was completely plunged into a 24-hour non-stop rhythm.

Under the guidance of DeepBlue's core members and technical staff, the newcomers quickly integrated into their respective roles.

Everyone was working hard, and steam was rising from their heads.

In addition to the necessary shifts and guard duties, the Green Dragon Gang's warriors...

Most of the time, Shen Zhou also conscripted men without any hesitation.

We'll fill the gaps wherever there's a shortage of people.

Wei Banmeng stood on an unfinished observation platform.

His cool eyes swept over the boiling furnace below.

The light cast shadows on her face, which was smudged with mud.

Chu Kuanglan stood beside her, his body wrapped in thick bandages.

The burns on both arms have not yet healed.

But he refused to rest.

"This guy is insane."

Chu Kuanglan looked down at Shen Zhou's jumping and roaring figure and said in a muffled voice.

His tone, however, carried a hint of admiration.

"No madness, no life."

Wei Banmeng's voice was soft, filled with deep weariness, yet incredibly clear-headed.
"The Death Demon's all-out attack could come at any moment, and it will only be more ferocious than last time. The sooner the City of Dawn is established, the greater our hope of holding onto it. He is racing against time with Death."

She paused for a moment, then turned her gaze to the distant north.

That's the direction of the main battlefield on the Arctic front.

"I just hope that other places can hold on a little longer."

The main battlefield in the Arctic.

Cold Bone Fjord.

The landscape here looks as if it had been cleaved open by a battle axe.

On both sides are steep, unyielding ice cliffs, with a relatively narrow ice valley passage in the middle, like a vital passageway.

At this moment, this throat had already been repeatedly soaked in blood.

This caused the ice surface to have a nauseating dark brown color.

The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood.

The makeshift steel fortresses and defensive works were covered with huge claw marks and impact dents.

The exhausted soldiers leaned against the cold bunker.

Make the most of every minute to recover your strength.

Many people wrapped themselves in blankets and fell into a deep sleep.

His face showed a weariness that couldn't be washed away.

The fjord command center is located deep inside a huge, hollowed-out and reinforced ice cave.

The commander-in-chief, Ji Wuyai, was an old man with white hair and beard, but whose figure was still as upright as a spear.

He was wearing a heavily worn, dark gold general's armor.

He looks to be in his seventies or eighties.

This means that even if he is a Martial Venerable.

At this age, he is among the Martial Venerables.

It is also a thing that is already on its deathbed.
At this moment, Ji Wuyai was staring intently at the casualty reports from the recent battles in front of him.

"When will the reinforcements from the Great Wall arrive?!"

Ji Wuyai's voice carried an extremely suppressed anger and anxiety.

His wrinkled face was etched with exhaustion.

As a veteran commander who has guarded Hangu Fjord for decades.

He knew the strategic significance of this defensive line, and he was even more aware of the cost of every day of delay.

The adjutant beside him, a middle-aged officer with a similarly weary face, immediately stepped forward, speaking rapidly but with barely concealed bitterness: "Reporting, General! The first transport ship departing from the Federation mainland, carrying approximately 50,000 volunteer superhumans, will not arrive at the Arctic port for at least two days. Transferring them from the port to our frontline at Coldbone Fjord will take at least another day. Moreover, of these 50,000, it is estimated that no more than 10,000 can immediately reinforce the elite troops at the front."

"Three days! Ten thousand?!"

Ji Wuyai slammed his palm on the table.

His hair and beard bristled, and his chest heaved violently.

"Ten thousand in three days? What a joke!"

"How many lives are being lost here every day on average?! Tell me, will Coldbone Canyon still be in my hands, Ji Wuyai, in three days?!"

His bloodshot old eyes were fixed on his adjutant.

"How many times have we asked for help? Go tell the Great Wall Command, tell Hong Qitian that I, Ji Wuyai, and all the soldiers of Han Gu Xia Wan who are still breathing can only hold on for two more days at most. After two days, either reinforcements will come over our corpses, or we can prepare to collect the bodies of Han Gu Xia Wan! Send it again! With the highest emergency authority! Send it out immediately!"

The adjutant trembled, his eyes instantly reddening. He knew all too well the weight of this telegram.

They were all too aware of the immense pressure the old general was under at that moment.

He straightened his back with force and roared hoarsely, "Yes, General!"

He turned and rushed out of the command post.

Just as the adjutant's figure disappeared around the corner of the passage.
"General!!"

A staff officer in charge of frontline monitoring suddenly jumped up from his seat.

"The Ghost Army at the front has once again amassed a large-scale force outside the gorge, larger than the previous ones, and is expected to launch an attack within half an hour!"

The last trace of weariness in Ji Wuyai's eyes was instantly replaced by a sharp killing intent.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed the huge saber leaning against the side.

The blade has a simple and heavy appearance.

The blade was covered with countless tiny chips and dark red scabs.

"Prepare for war! Get ready to go!"

He then got up and walked out of the command post.

In the past few days, he has personally gone to the front line every time.

The purpose is to minimize the number of people who need to be sacrificed.

Hold on a little longer.

However, he had only taken one step.

"Wait, General!!"

The monitoring officer's voice suddenly rose, filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"No, the Ghost Army is in chaos! There's a large-scale riot in the rear; it looks like they're under attack?!"

Ji Wuyai suddenly stopped in his tracks, his figure swaying.

He immediately appeared beside the staff officer and they both looked at the screen.

On the screen, an aerial view transmitted from high-altitude reconnaissance equipment was displayed.

Outside the exit of the Frostbone Fjord, the army of Death Demons, which had been neatly arrayed and poised to strike like a black tide, stood ready.

But now chaos has ensued.

The array of life-destroying ghosts behind them was completely distorted and deformed, and countless life-destroying ghosts let out silent roars.

Although the image couldn't capture the sound, the posture was crystal clear.

He frantically turned his head to face behind him.

It was as if something extremely terrifying was tearing their lines apart.

"enlarge!"

Ji Wuyai gave the order in a stern voice.

His gaze was fixed on the heart of the chaos.

The image quickly zooms in to focus.

All that could be seen was the depths of that wildly churning black tide.

A tiny, extremely faint starlight suddenly lit up.

They darted through the most densely populated areas of ghosts with a speed that surpassed the limits of visual perception.

Wherever it goes, it kills all kinds of ghosts.

In that fleeting moment of starlight.

They all fell down in large swaths.

And then I saw that familiar starlight.
The muscles on Ji Wuyai's wrinkled face twitched suddenly.

The pupils contracted suddenly, then slowly relaxed.

"It's that kid."

"Fang Qingyu! It's Captain Fang Qingyu!"

People around recognized him.

Ji Wuyai took one last look at the dazzling starlight on the screen, which was creating towering waves of blood in the black ocean.

The last trace of hesitation in his eyes vanished completely.

He turned abruptly, his saber pointing directly at the outside of the command post, the sound like a booming bell, causing ice shards to fall in a flurry.

"Pass on my order—"

"To all my brothers who are ready to fight in Coldbone Fjord!"

"Assemble!"

"The whole army—"

"Attack!!!"

Coldbone Fjord, Ice Valley Exit.

The cold wind, carrying ice pellets, stung my face.

The black tide of tens of thousands of ghostly beings, originally like a bowstring taut with full power, was about to slam into humanity's crumbling defenses at the first command.

However, at this moment, this black frenzy has fallen into the center of an unprecedented chaotic vortex!
Fang Qingyu's figure was completely enveloped in the dazzling, flowing starlight.

The stellar remnant form is fully activated.

Covered in deep star crystal armor, his body weaved through the dense horde of life-devouring spirits.

The speed was so fast that it left afterimages in the naked eye.

Only killing!
The killing never stops!
Chaos spread rapidly through the army of the dead like a plague.

Ahead, the human defense line is within reach.

Behind them, however, lurked a terrifying presence that was impossible to resist and relentlessly reaped lives.

The fear instinct of the low-level spirits began to overwhelm the discipline they had maintained.

Some of the peripheral ghosts have begun to uncontrollably crawl backward and retreat.

"Damn it, it's you again!!!"

Just as Fang Qingyu cleared out the life ghosts in another area.

When preparing to move on to the next target.

A roar filled with boundless rage suddenly exploded from above the army.

A terrifying shockwave, accompanied by a roar, crashed down, sending dozens of ghosts flying.

An aura instantly locked onto Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu suddenly stopped.

Without even glancing at her starry eyes, starlight burst forth beneath her feet.

Only a lingering, slowly dissipating starlight remained in the spot.

Boom! ! !

A fist covered in bluish-gray light, accompanied by a deafening roar that tore through the air and a heavy, earthy-yellow glow.

It slammed hard into the spot where Fang Qingyu had just stopped a moment before.

The earth shook violently.

A huge crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was formed in an instant.

The violent shockwave exploded out in a ring shape.

The dozens of ghosts that couldn't escape in time at the edge of the pit were blasted away, their bones broken and muscles snapped, screaming as they flew backward.

Smoke, dust, and gravel filled the air.

A burly figure, as imposing as a demon god, slowly descended.

It stands nearly three meters tall and is covered in bluish-gray, rock-like skin.

It was covered with cracks, as if it might break apart at any moment.

Two giant, curved horns on its head.

It is also one of the royal families of the Ghost King.

Rock Giant.

Those giant eyes, burning with savagery, were fixed on Fang Qingyu, who had just revealed himself dozens of meters away on the other side of the pit.

"It's you again! It's you again!!!"

The voice of the giant rock spirit reverberated through the air, filled with a frenzied, suppressed rage.

It recognized Fang Qingyu.

This has been going on for almost 20 days.
Fang Qingyu has already attacked their army of ghosts dozens of times!

Every time, they would kill and run away.

Each time, these royal families were left exhausted and helpless.

New and old grudges instantly overwhelmed its already volatile rationality.

The giant stomped its feet hard on the ground, and its massive body unleashed a terrifying speed that was disproportionate to its size.

It charged towards Fang Qingyu again.

However, at the very moment it charged forward—

“Woo-woo-woo!!!”

The bugle call was desolate yet powerful, with an extremely penetrating force.

Suddenly, a biting wind tore through the air from the direction of the human defense line in Frostbone Fjord, its roar echoing through the sky!

Immediately following was a roar that erupted like a tsunami, converging into a torrent of steel:

"kill--!!!"

"For humanity, for our fallen brothers! Slaughter these beasts!!!"

Ji Wuyai took the lead.

His white hair flew wildly in the wind, and the dark gold armor of the general reflected a cold light.

The enormous horse-slaying sword in his hand transformed into a streak of lightning that tore through the sky.

Behind him surged human warriors like a flood bursting its banks.

The timing was impeccable.

The giant rock spirit, which was charging forward, suddenly stopped and looked back in shock and anger.

The human army looked like red-hot daggers.

It was stabbing fiercely into the enemy's forward line.

The already chaotic army of spirits was instantly torn open by the long-awaited and fierce counterattack from humanity, with several huge gaps appearing in its path.

Enemy from both sides.

The morale of the troops was completely shaken.

The giant rock spirit let out a roar of extreme frustration.

The rocky fist slammed into the ground, venting its pent-up rage.

But it knew that the tide had turned against it.

If we continue this entanglement, we won't be able to kill that damned human.

The large army he had painstakingly assembled was likely to be wiped out here.

As long as the green hills remain.

This thought instantly overwhelmed the anger.

The giant rock spirit gave Fang Qingyu one last look and let out a roar of resentment.

Its massive body suddenly erupted with a strong, earthy-yellow light.

With a powerful stomp of its feet, its massive body, like a cannonball, was about to soar into the sky and escape the collapsing battlefield.

Royal status.

This means it has the resources to make a comeback after a failure.

However.
Just as its body was lifted a few meters off the ground.

A beam of starlight, far more dazzling and sharper than ever before, crashed down from above.

The goal is to directly address the path that must be taken for it to rise.

"court death!"

The giant rock spirit roared in shock and anger, but its reaction was incredibly fast.

The massive body twisted violently in mid-air.

The giant rock arm shot out like lightning, grabbing left and right.

"Roar! Roar!"

The two unlucky creatures, the massive third-tier life ghost, were snatched up in mid-air as if it were a chick.

The giant rock showed no mercy, its arms bulging with muscles and surging with earthy yellow light.

They slammed the two ghostly creatures down into the starlight that was falling from the sky.

puff!puff!
The starlight pierced through the bodies of the two ghosts without any obstruction.

They were blasted into two filthy clouds of blood mist in mid-air.

But these two human shields did buy a little precious time.

It also slightly deflected the original trajectory of the starlight.

The brilliant starlight brushed past the shoulders of the giant rock spirit, which were covered with thick rocks.

The hard rock skin was ploughed open with a terrifying, charred, and smoking ravine that revealed the bone.

The dirty green blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Ugh!"

The giant rock spirit let out a painful groan.

But with the force of the impact, the massive body, like an out-of-control meteorite, flew diagonally in another direction at an even faster speed.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a rapidly shrinking, yellowish-brown dot of light on the horizon.

disappeared without a trace.

Fang Qingyu's figure slowly coalesced at the point where starlight bombarded.

Starry eyes glanced indifferently in the direction where the giant spirit had disappeared, without giving chase.

Do not pursue a desperate enemy, especially a royal family member who is determined to escape and has thick skin and a life of misery.

Anyway, he has already achieved his goal.

On the battlefield below, long before the royal family turned and ran, the other ghosts of fate did not hesitate at all.

They frantically fled towards the crevices in the ice cliffs on either side.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The battle cries of human warriors completely dominated this icy valley.

The overall situation has been decided.

Fang Qingyu hovered in mid-air, starlight swirling around him, quietly looking down at the one-sided pursuit below.

They did not make any further moves.

Just then, an aged voice pierced through the clamor of the battlefield and clearly reached his ears:

"This time, thank you very much."

Fang Qingyu slowly lowered his head.

Below, on the battlefield strewn with corpses, the old general Ji Wuyai leaned on his massive horse-slaying sword, gazing up at him in the sky.

The old general's armor was stained with blood, and his white hair was disheveled.

His face was covered in gunpowder and blood.

But his posture remained as straight as a javelin, and his eyes held a complex expression.

Fang Qingyu's starry eyes were calm and undisturbed.

There was no response to the thank you; only the lips moved slightly, and the voice resounded directly in Ji Wuyai's mind:
You should be glad.

"You have been atoning for your sins."

"and"

"There is someone who will help you pay off your biggest debt."

Hear this.

Ji Wuyai's hand, which was gripping the hilt of his sword, suddenly tightened, his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force.

The old face, covered with bloodshot veins and weathered by time, instantly lost all color.

All that remained was a deathly pale white.

His body swayed, as if all his energy had been drained away in an instant, making him appear more hunched over.

Fang Qingyu took one last look at Ji Wuyai, who was hunched over and silent below.

His gaze remained indifferent, without the slightest ripple.

He deserves pity.

Those people who were abducted.

They had to crawl out of the ground and get back up.

Below, countless human warriors, fighting valiantly and chasing down fleeing soldiers, also spotted the god-like figure in the sky.

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

"Long live God Fang!!"

"Kill! Follow Fang Shen and slaughter all the ghosts!!"

Frenzied shouts erupted from all parts of the battlefield like a tidal wave.

Fang Qingyu did not linger.

The starlight around him suddenly intensified, transforming him into a dazzling meteor that tore through the sky.

We greeted the first golden-red rays of the rising sun piercing through the leaden clouds.

Heading towards the City of Dawn.

It vanished instantly at the edge of the sky.

All that remained were the deafening cheers on the battlefield of Frostbone Fjord.

And in the center of the icy valley, there stood the old general, leaning on his saber, frozen like a statue in the morning light.

(End of this chapter)