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Chapter 402 Fang Qingyu appeared unexpectedly, my military rank is higher than yours!
Everything seemed to have been said in advance.

We also took many precautions in advance.

But when they actually come, it seems so sudden and leaves one at a loss.

"Woo-woo ...

A piercing scream that no human could produce.

It suddenly burst open from that pure darkness.

"what--"

A scream shattered the brief silence.

The queue outside the movie theater instantly erupted into chaos.

People, like a flock of startled sheep, instinctively fled frantically in the direction they thought was safe.

"The Ghost of Fate! The Ghost of Fate has arrived!!"

"Run! Run!!"

"Mommy! Mommy, where are you?!"

Don't push me.

An old man pushing a food cart and selling roasted sweet potatoes was knocked off his feet by the chaotic crowd.

He instinctively tried to steady the small cart that he depended on for survival.

But he was violently pushed aside by the people surging from behind.

With a crash, the car finally overturned.

Scalding hot sweet potatoes and charcoal embers were scattered all over the ground.

The old man looked at the food that had been trampled into mud in an instant, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

He then stomped his foot suddenly.

He screamed his wife's name hoarsely: "Guifang! Guifang! Come home! Come home now!!"

He stopped looking at the overturned car and used all his strength to go against the flow of people.

I took off running towards home.

Amidst this frantically surging crowd, like a flood bursting its banks.

Only Fang Qingyu stood there quietly.

Still with his head slightly tilted back, his calm gaze beneath the brim of his hat fell upon the sky.

above the sky.

That pure darkness began to surge violently.

Immediately afterwards, countless black spots of various shapes began to emerge from the darkness.

Like ink dropped into clear water, it spreads rapidly.

They are not any of the common forms of ghosts depicted in the movie.

Moreover, many of these ghosts were people Fang Qingyu was meeting for the first time.

This probably proves it.

They are indeed from another dimension, a brand new army of Fate Demons that have just crossed over.

That one was located at the very front of the dark clouds.

Its size far exceeds that of its kind, and it seems to be a ghost pieced together from lava and bones.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted.

The giant wings, burning with dark red flames, suddenly flapped.

hum-

An invisible shockwave spread out.

At its command, the countless flying spirits suddenly changed their circling posture.

It swooped down towards the brightly lit city below.

"It's over. It's all over."

A bespectacled man, squeezed into a corner, watched the dark figure swooping down.

He collapsed to the ground in despair.

Just then, a girl wearing a stylish down jacket ran out of the movie theater.

I noticed that one figure stood out from the crowd, looking up at the sky.

Perhaps it was Fang Qingyu's unusual calmness that affected her; she mustered all her strength and screamed in Fang Qingyu's direction, "Hey! You! Run! Run! Find a place to hide!!!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu turned his head slightly.

His hat brim slipped down, revealing his defined jawline and those starry eyes.

His gaze fell on the girl's anxious face.

He smiled and greeted them.
Then he nodded.

He didn't speak.

But that fleeting smile and nod.
But the girl was stunned.

The boyfriend also instinctively stopped pulling.

Following the girl's blank gaze, he looked at Fang Qingyu again.

"He...he..." The girl's voice was filled with disbelief, her finger unconsciously pointing at Fang Qingyu's face.

"Fang Qingyu! It's that Fang Qingyu from the movie!!!"

Her boyfriend's eyes widened in surprise.

He stared intently at the figure that stood alone amidst the chaos.

The image of the war god in the movie, with star-like horns on his forehead and a sword that could split the sky, instantly overlapped with the young figure in front of me wearing an ordinary hoodie!

If superpowers in movies bring people shock, longing, and a kind of illusory heroism, then...

Now, I see with my own eyes and recognize that legendary hero standing right in front of me.

In the chaotic streets where the apocalypse has arrived
The first feeling it evokes is an excitement that is enough to dispel fear.

It completely breaks away from the mundane routine.

The unreal feeling of witnessing a legend come to life.

The fear that the young couple felt from the countless hideous ghosts filling the sky was overshadowed by this sudden excitement.

They forgot to run away, forgot about the danger.

They even forgot the shadow of death looming overhead.

He just stood there, dumbfounded.

He stared intently at Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu smiled and greeted them before raising his head again, his gaze fixed on the descending cloud of death.

He slowly raised his right hand.

Just as Fang Qingyu raised his right hand to shoulder level...
hum-

A vast and dazzling starlight suddenly burst forth from his palm.

The starlight wasn't dazzling, but it quickly illuminated a radius of several meters around Fang Qingyu.

It made him appear as if he were a god descended to earth.

Immediately afterwards, this nascent starlight moved at an incredible speed.

Along the sky above Qingjian City.

It spread wildly in all directions.

Where starlight passes, darkness melts away like ice and snow.

Starlight, like the purest paintbrush, outlines a deep and dazzling night sky above the city's dome, flowing with starlight!

Now, it wasn't just the young couple who stopped to watch.

That soaring starlight, that miraculous act of instantly dispelling darkness and illuminating the starry sky.

It instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the chaotic street.

The fleeing crowd involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

Those who push and shove fall forget the pain.

The crying parents instinctively hugged their child tightly and looked up.

A glimmer of light rekindled in the eyes of the person who had collapsed in despair.

Countless gazes, filled with bewilderment, focused on the figure that was slowly rising into the air, bathed in ever-growing starlight.

"There is light!"

"It's superpowers, it's real, what's in the movies is real!"

"He's flying!"

"It's Fang Qingyu, it really is Fang Qingyu, the person in the poster!!"

"Fang Qingyu is here!!"

There was a scream from the first person who recognized it.

This immediately drew responses from others.

Soon, the entire street was in chaos.

Countless voices are excitedly shouting the same name:
Fang Qingyu.

At this moment, fear was temporarily suppressed, and hope spread like wildfire.

This was also the first time that countless ordinary people had witnessed, in reality, a power that transcended the mundane and belonged to the extraordinary.

That wasn't a movie special effect.

It was happening right before our eyes.

A miracle caused by flesh and blood.

The inertia of life led many people, in their excitement, to subconsciously pull out their phones, trembling as they pointed them at the sky, trying to record this mind-blowing, unforgettable scene.

Fang Qingyu's rise is accelerating.

Like a shooting star that has broken free from Earth's gravity.

It stood straight ahead, facing the dark, deadly cloud that was plunging down.

Starlight gathered and flowed around him, growing ever brighter.

On his forehead, two sharp star points, formed from pure starlight, pierced the void.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts in their throats.

They were hoping it would be like in the movies.

This human hero will once again wield that earth-shattering blade.

Slay all the monsters that filled the sky!
However, just as Fang Qingyu was about to make contact with the fastest-swooping ghost, he was about to make contact with it.

Just when everyone was wondering how he would deal with the countless ghosts in the sky.

Another unexpected change occurred in the sky.

hum-

A deep and resounding hum, like the tolling of a giant bell, instantly spread throughout the entire Qingjian City.

With this hum, at an altitude of about one kilometer above the city.

A semi-transparent barrier, like an inverted giant bowl, suddenly appeared.

The dozens of flying ghosts that were swooping down at the front had no time to react.

It crashed straight into it.

boom! boom! boom!
A series of dull thuds echoed through the now-silent city.

Those hideous ghosts crashed into the barrier.

The point of contact instantly exploded into concentric circles of slight ripples.

But that's about it.

On the contrary, those ghosts who were smashed and bleeding from their heads quickly rose into the air, not daring to get any closer.

"What is that!??"

Is this a federal measure?

"Holy crap, that shield blocked the Death Demon!?"

The crowd below immediately erupted in cheers.

The surprise dispelled some of the fear.

Many people were moved to tears and hugged each other.

This barrier appeared out of nowhere.

This proves that the federal government was indeed prepared and did not leave them in a desperate situation without protection.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu had already reached the highest point of this transparent barrier.

They were only inches away from the pale golden light curtain.

The next second, Fang Qingyu passed through the force field.

The inside and outside of the force field seemed like two different worlds.

Within the force field, the city is temporarily safe.

Outside the force field, the battlefield was completely filled with the roars of the Fate Demons.

Fang Qingyu hovered outside the position, the night wind blowing the hem of his hoodie, making it flutter.

He was completely exposed to the greedy and violent gazes of countless ghosts outside the barrier.

The tiny figure was compared to the dark, ominous clouds that blotted out the sky.

Like ants.

"Fang Shen, be careful!!"

Someone below couldn't help but shout at the top of their lungs.

Fang Qingyu acted as if he hadn't heard.

Instead, he slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and turned his palm upward.

Facing the raging, dark clouds of fate, facing the night sky that his starlight had relit.

Then he faced the countless hideous ghosts of fate filling the sky.

I gave it a light, loose grip.

"Disperse."

A calm word escaped his lips.

The sound seemed to contain some profound truth of heaven and earth, clearly piercing through the howl of the ghost of fate.

The sound echoed over Qingjian City.

With that single word, "scatter," the endless stream of brilliant starlight covered the entire city's sky.

Suddenly boiling over!

boom--

It was as if the Milky Way had burst its banks.

Countless rays of starlight emanated from that dazzling starry sky.

It poured down like a torrential rain!

Starlight fell like rain.

Brilliant yet deadly.

call out!call out!call out!
The sound of something cutting through the air instantly drowned out the howl of the ghost.

The sight was breathtakingly spectacular.

It was as if a meteor shower, composed entirely of light, was falling from the sky.

Each ray of starlight precisely locked onto a diving ghost or a group of ghosts gathered together.

The sound of sharp blades piercing through tattered leather blended together.

The starlight rays pierced through the seemingly hardened ghost without any hindrance.

The ghosts that are struck, regardless of their size.

Their bodies stiffened instantly.

Next, their pierced wounds.

The pure starlight burst forth from within like flames.

One time
Blood rained down from the sky.

"Wow, this is Fang Shen!"

"Did you see that? It's all real in the movie! Fang Shen really can summon starlight!!"

"We're saved! Qingjian is saved!!"

The crowd below went completely wild.

Witnessing this miraculous scene firsthand is a million times more shocking than any movie special effects.

That was the power of humanity fighting against the world-destroying monster.

Hope and ecstasy overwhelmed everyone like a tsunami.

Many people were so excited that they knelt down.

They bowed and worshipped the figure shrouded in starlight in the sky.

Fang Qingyu hovered outside the barrier, bathed in the starlight rain he had generated.

Like a ruler who controls the stars.

He paid no attention to the cheers below.

Instead, he surveyed the entire battlefield.

The threat over Qingjian City continues to mount due to the persistent blows from the starlight rain.

Their numbers are decreasing at a visible rate, their formation is being broken up, and their offensive is being contained.

but
From Fang Qingyu's perspective.

The entire city of Qingjian has been surrounded by the Ghost of Fate.

The outskirts of cities, especially those urban-rural fringe areas built on hillsides that are not yet fully covered by barriers.

It has now become a complete hell.

Fortunately, the people there had already moved within the past seven days.

As for those who are unwilling to relocate...

All the federal government could do was wish them well.

"The quantity is more than expected."

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over the army of ghosts that stretched out like a black carpet on the outskirts of the city.

His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He sighed silently to himself.

He is not an omniscient and omnipotent god.

This time, because of his experience during the Ghost Festival, Fang Qingyu was a little worried that there would be more ghosts descending on Qingjian City.

That's why I came here.

See if I can help in any way.

Now it seems that if I hadn't come...
Qingjian City probably can't stop it.

Fang Qingyu shook his head.
Then it immediately swooped down towards the area on the ground in the distance where the most deadly ghosts were concentrated.

"Hold on, I've already sent out a distress call!"

The sergeant roared hoarsely.

He encouraged his four remaining, battered comrades. But deep in his eyes, a trace of despair lingered.

They were too far from the city's barriers.

At a time when the deadly forces are in full swing and communications are severely disrupted, how could any reinforcements possibly arrive in time for this desperate situation?
next second.

Like a meteor falling from the sky.

A beam of starlight slammed down less than ten meters in front of the five blood-soaked soldiers.

The violent shock wave spread out suddenly in a ring.

The dozen or so demons that surrounded them didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly turned into a shower of blood and flesh.

Smoke and dust mixed with fragments of starlight spread out.

As the smoke cleared, the five soldiers who had almost been driven to despair were finally seen.

They stared in disbelief at the enormous crater that had suddenly appeared before them.

And the figure slowly straightening up at the edge of the pit.

Starlight slowly flowed and subsided around him, and the star-shaped horn on his forehead exuded a majestic and sacred aura.

His gray hoodie was spotless after the impact.

Fang Qingyu looked at their stunned expressions.

His calm gaze swept over their disheveled, blood-stained faces, and his brow furrowed slightly.
"How come you are here?"

When the countdown is about to end, the Bureau of Public Administration will definitely issue a notice to arrange all personnel.

At this moment, the Bureau of Sanctuary forces should be operating from behind a barrier.

How did these people end up in a dangerous area several kilometers outside the barrier?

That's practically suicide.

The leading sergeant was the first to react; he recognized who the person in front of him was.

This name resonates in the hearts of all extraordinary individuals and soldiers in Qingjian City.

It has long been a mythical existence.

"Fang Fang Shen?!"

The sergeant's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

He instinctively straightened his battered body and roared hoarsely with all his might, "Report to Fang Shen! The Third Mobile Squad of the Qingjian City Shenguan Bureau, Captain Zhuo Yang! We risked leaving the city to carry out a rescue mission after receiving an emergency distress signal from the people left behind in Qiufeng Village."

"Autumn Maple Village?"

Fang Qingyu frowned even more deeply. "In these seven days, according to the evacuation plan, all residents of the surrounding villages and towns should have already been transferred to the safe zone in the city or the nearest shelter. Why haven't they been evacuated yet?"

Zhuo Yang gave a bitter smile that was a mixture of helplessness and anxiety, and explained quickly, "We were supposed to evacuate, but I heard that there were more than a dozen old people inside who were stubbornly guarding a well and refused to leave. In the end, the team that led them to evacuate helped the old people retrieve something from the well before they were willing to leave."

Fang Qingyu: "."

He almost rolled his eyes.

In this life-or-death moment when all life-threatening dangers have descended and every second counts.

There are always people who are after something else.

They're willing to risk their lives.

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, his voice regaining its composure.
"Where is he? Where is he now?"

"They should be retreating down the mountain via the path behind Qiufeng Village right now. Our team was ordered to come out ahead of time to provide support, but we didn't expect to be surrounded by these beasts so soon after we came out."

Zhuo Yang quickly reported.

"Location."

Fang Qingyu interrupted him, speaking concisely.

Zhuo Yang immediately pulled out a military tablet from a compartment in his tactical backpack, quickly tapped it a few times, and brought up a clear satellite positioning map, which clearly marked the location of Qiufeng Village and the estimated end point of the evacuation route.

He handed the tablet to Fang Qingyu with both hands.

Fang Qingyu glanced at the area and instantly memorized the precise coordinates.

He handed the tablet back to Zhuo Yang: "I understand. You all retreat to the city's barrier zone immediately. Leave this to me."

"Yes, Fang Shen!"

Zhuo Yang saluted excitedly.

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Qingyu had already walked up to the five of them.

"Stand still."

Fang Qingyu uttered two words calmly.

Before Zhuo Yang and the others could react.

He casually waved his right hand lightly in the direction where the five of them were.

A soft starlight instantly enveloped Zhuo Yang and his group of five.

The five of them felt a flash of starlight before their eyes, and their bodies were gently lifted up by an irresistible force. Then, the surrounding scenery flew wildly backward.

Just one breath.

It might not even take a single breath.

The starlight bubbles enveloping them trembled slightly and then vanished instantly.

A sense of grounding comes through.

Zhuo Yang and his group of five staggered, regained their balance, and looked around blankly.

Familiar city lights, bustling voices.

The barrier swirled slightly less than ten meters behind them.

Inside the barrier were warriors who stared in astonishment at their sudden appearance.

In the blink of an eye, they had traveled from the treacherous foothills of a mountain several kilometers away to the very edge of the city's safety barrier?
"This"

Zhuo Yang and his four teammates looked at each other, all seeing extreme shock and bewilderment in each other's eyes.

"It must have been God Fang who brought us back!"

One of the team members murmured excitedly.

"Don't just stand there! Report the situation immediately! Fang Shen has gone to rescue the team leader and the villagers!"

Zhuo Yang was the first to react, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
He shouted at the bewildered guards inside the barrier.

the other side.

After Fang Qingyu finished doing all this...
A barely perceptible, faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

cool.

This is how Hong Qitian waved his hand and sent him to another street.

It wasn't a spatial technique at all; it was simply because the speed was too fast.

Moreover, they are enveloped in it and cannot feel the passage of time.

So in their eyes, it was just a blink of an eye before they arrived at another place.

And do all this.

Fang Qingyu then flew toward the location the soldier had given him.

Only a faint afterimage of starlight remained in the spot.

the other side.

The rugged mountain road leading down from Qiufeng Village.

The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind was biting.

Dozens of figures were trudging along, their steps uneven.

More than two-thirds of the figures were carrying someone on their backs.

They wore mud-stained, tattered federal-standard urban camouflage combat uniforms.

It was Zhao Gang's team members who were ordered to carry out the evacuation mission, as well as some of the young and strong men in the village.

And what they carried on their backs.

Most of them are elderly people with gray hair and limited mobility.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive, with only heavy breathing, the splashing of footsteps in the mud, and the occasional cough of an old man echoing in the silent forest.

Everyone was on edge, listening intently to the sounds around them.

"Faster, faster! Watch your step!"

At the front of the group, a sturdy middle-aged man, with a weathered face and around forty years old, urged them on in a low voice.

He is the team leader, Zhao Gang.

On his back was the old man who insisted on protecting the ancient well.

“Little boy. Little boy ah.”

Li Gou Dan lay on Zhao Gang's broad back, tightly holding a long, rectangular object wrapped in several layers of waterproof tarpaulin, about 1.5 to 1.6 meters long.

His voice was filled with deep remorse and trembled.

"Please, please put us old bones down and take this box with you! Uncle Li is begging you, we can't be a burden to you!"

The old man's cloudy eyes were filled with tears.

The box was heavy, making his arms ache, but he held it even tighter.

This box represents humanity's hope.

These were the words his grandfather told him with great seriousness, holding his hand before he passed away.

He didn't know exactly how many generations it had been passed down.

All I know is that his great-grandfather told him the same thing.

They were talking about the ancient well at the entrance of Qiufeng Village, whose age was unknown.

Buried there are items that hold the hopes of humanity, unless chaos truly descends.

Otherwise, it must not be touched, much less shown to others.

The old man, Li Gou Dan, believed it wholeheartedly when he was a child.

But as he grew up, got married, had children, and experienced an ordinary, even somewhat difficult, life, he gradually realized that these were just stories used by the older generation to coax children or to express some vague idea.

Until a few days ago.

When Hong Qitian's globally shocking live broadcast spread throughout the world.

When words like "destiny demon," "gods," and "comprehensive descent" bombarded his mind like myths.

When the evacuation order was actually issued
Long-buried memories suddenly awaken.

He remembered his grandfather's cloudy yet exceptionally bright eyes.

So, just as the evacuation team was about to depart, he rushed back to the well like a madman, clung tightly to the well's edge, and refused to leave no matter how Zhao Gang and the others tried to persuade him or even forcibly drag him away.

Unless, unless we dig out what's in the well and take it with us.

What he never expected was that it wasn't just his grandfather who had told him this.

The other dozen or so villagers, aged seventy or eighty, and even ninety, also began to reminisce one after another.

Their grandfathers and great-grandfathers all seemed to have died before their deaths, or at some important moment.

In the same serious tone, he recounted fragments about the ancient well and the things of hope.

Although the details are vague and the accounts differ slightly.

But the core content is surprisingly consistent.

There is treasure in the well, which is crucial to the survival of humankind.

This really escalated the situation.

A dozen or so elderly people, like mother hens protecting their chicks, guarded the ancient well with unwavering resolve, bordering on stubbornness.

Zhao Gang, nicknamed "Gawa," looked at these elders who had watched him grow up and treated him like their own children. What else could he do?
If he doesn't dig, the old folks will rather die than leave. How can he abandon them?

He's a soldier.

Protecting the people is an inherent duty ingrained in our very being.

And so, from that day on...

The evacuation of Qiufeng Village was stalled by this ancient well.

Zhao Gang could only arrange for his team members to organize the other villagers to evacuate first.

He led his team, including the best swimmers and strongest members, to take turns digging down the well.

That ancient well was extremely deep, with very low visibility at the bottom, and silt had accumulated there for who knows how many years.

One day, two days
All that was dug out was mud, rocks, and rotten wood.

The team members were exhausted and filled with doubt and anxiety.

Does the box that the old people are talking about really exist?
Or is it just a hallucination caused by a collective memory disorder?
Time ticked by, and the countdown was drawing ever closer to zero.

Finally, just one hour before the countdown reached zero.

As a team member who had dived to the bottom of the well was desperately groping along the well wall, his fingers touched a long, irregularly shaped object that felt completely different from the surrounding rocks.

When the long, rectangular box, about 1.5 to 1.6 meters long and covered in thick black silt, its material indistinguishable, was pulled with great difficulty from the wellhead, all the elderly people present let out trembling sobs of excitement.

Li Gou Dan was overcome with emotion, tears streaming down his face, and rushed forward without hesitation.

He hugged the cold box tightly.

We found something!
Although the team members looked at the unremarkable, even somewhat decaying box, they were still filled with doubt.

What is the hope of humanity that a group of ordinary old people are protecting?
This sounds like utter nonsense.

But now is not the time for research.

The moment he received the box, Zhao Gang immediately gave the order.

All team members, carry the elderly on your backs and evacuate at full speed immediately!
We cannot afford to waste a single moment.

They didn't even have time to examine the box closely, let alone figure out what was inside.

At this moment, Li Gou Dan once again suggested putting them down and letting Zhao Gang take the box and leave first.

Zhao Gang, panting heavily, kept walking and instead lifted the old man on his back a little higher. He forced a smile on his face and said in a firm voice, "Uncle Li, you can rest assured. When I was a child, you carried me for miles through muddy roads to see the lantern festival in the city and never complained about being tired. Now your nephew is a real martial artist. Whether I carry you or not, I can run just as fast! Hold the box tight, we'll be home soon."

Hearing Zhao Gang mention his childhood memories, Li Gou Dan's guilt deepened.

Her lips trembled, and in the end she just hugged the box in her arms even tighter.

No more talking.

Zhao Gang glanced at the faint glow on his wristwatch, then estimated the distance to the junction with the road at the foot of the mountain, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It had been about half an hour since the full-scale descent began.

They didn't make much noise here, and the mountains and forests were relatively quiet for the time being.

They should be able to retreat and rendezvous with the support team before the Ghosts conduct a large-scale search of the mountains.

However, fate played a cruel joke on us.

It always comes unexpectedly.

Just as their team of dozens of soldiers carrying the elderly had descended to the relatively flat halfway down the mountain, less than two kilometers away from the road at the foot of the mountain.

Just when they were about to escape the most dangerous mountain forest area.

"Roar--!!!"

A chilling roar suddenly came from the depths of the forest to their left.

The sound came from far away and got closer at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, from the dense forest to the right and behind, came the cracking sounds of branches being violently snapped and a chilling, low roar.

"Damn it, we've been surrounded!"

Zhao Gang's expression changed drastically, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He made a snap decision and roared, "First and second combat teams! Spread out to the left and right flanks! Third team, cover the rear! The rest of you, don't stop, protect the old man, and rush down the mountain road at top speed! Take turns providing cover, and don't fall behind! If we get bogged down, we're done for."

Without the slightest hesitation, the well-trained team members immediately acted on orders.

The five team members quickly broke away from the group carrying the elderly.

They formed a wedge formation and charged towards the direction from which the roar came from the left.

The other five team members lunged to the right.

The remaining five less seriously injured team members suddenly turned around, drew their swords, and blocked the team's retreat.

The remaining soldiers carrying the old man gritted their teeth, unleashed their full power, and suddenly increased their speed, desperately rushing down the mountain!

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

The elderly also sensed the deadly crisis and covered their mouths tightly, not daring to make a sound.

They were afraid of disturbing any of the soldiers.

However, just as the team members responsible for guarding the left and right flanks rushed into the edge of the woods to try to establish a blocking line,
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Several black shadows, moving with ghostly speed, suddenly pounced out from the shadows of the tree canopy.

"It's a Blade Stalker! Watch out for the trees!!"

Zhao Gang's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared furiously.

He saw clearly.

On the left edge of the woods, two team members were nearly slit in the throat by a demon that leaped down from the treetops, resembling a giant praying mantis wielding a sharp bone blade.

If I hadn't been watching them...

There was probably going to be a sacrifice soon.

"Be aware of your surroundings first, and be careful."

With no other option, Zhao Gang had to suppress his desire to continue.

This mountain forest is no longer the familiar place it once was.

"Put me down."

Just then, an old man spoke in a deep voice from the center of the line.

Sitting silently on the back of a soldier was Zhang Dashan, the oldest man in Qiufeng Village, who had served as the village party secretary and was also a retired soldier.

It had already broken free from the soldier's back.

His hair and beard were all white, his body was hunched, and he leaned on a jujube wood cane that had been polished to a shine.

But now he stands ramrod straight.

He used all his strength to slam his cane on the ground three times.

It instantly caught Zhao Gang's attention.

"Zhao Gang!"

Old man Zhang Dashan stared intently at Zhao Gang.

"Execute orders! Take your men, protect the box, and break through down the mountain immediately! Don't worry about us old bones! Get out of here! Now! Immediately!!"

He shouted as he strode up to Li Gou Dan, who was clutching the box tightly.

She snatched the heavy, long box from his arms.

His movements were swift and decisive, displaying the characteristic efficiency of a soldier.

"Brother Dashan! You..."

Li Gou Dan exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Dashan didn't even glance at him. He picked up the mud-covered box with both hands, turned around, and with all his might, threw it hard at Zhao Gang, who was in a daze.

"then!!!"

The box traced a heavy arc!

Zhao Gang instinctively reached out and caught it.

The cold touch and heavy weight made his arm feel heavy.

"Move! What are you standing there like idiots for? Disobeying orders?!"

The elderly Zhang Dashan, leaning on his cane, rushed to Zhao Gang in a few steps.

While Zhao Gang was still bewildered by receiving the box.

He swung his jujube wood cane and struck Zhao Gang on the head without hesitation.

"Back when I was leading troops on the border, you were still wearing diapers. My rank was higher than yours. Follow orders, take your box, and get the hell out of here!!!"

(End of this chapter)