Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

At this point, Bai E couldn't help but give an awkward smile.

"Of course, I will also participate in this event, but let me make it clear beforehand... I don't have any special talents, so please don't have too high expectations."

……

"what?"

The dimly lit Suspended Peak City.

While Wan Di was being pierced through the chest by the Black Tide monster, he squinted and held his phone in one hand, carefully checking Bai E's live stream content.

"Even in my condition, I still have to participate?"

After being stabbed a few more times, Wan Di couldn't help but click 'Request Connection'.

Soon, Bai'er, who was in the city of Ohma, had his application approved.

Immediately, footage from Wan Di's side appeared in the live stream room.

[Holy crap, so many monsters!!]

[66666666!!]

[Are these the Black Tide monsters? This is the first time I've ever seen them, they're so densely packed...]

[Long time no see, young master! Where have you been making your fortune lately?!]

"Hello..." In the video call, the audience watched in disbelief as Wan Di pulled the blade from his body, ignoring his bloody wounds, and asked urgently:

"Bai'er, is it absolutely necessary to participate in this event?"

"Look at this army of 100,000 behind me, do you think I have time for a savior?"

Upon hearing this, Bai E explained with a smile on the other end:

"Ten thousand enemies, this is also a part of making citizens aware of the brutality of the Kuroshio."

"Don't worry, Brother Yan Huan will send the drones later, so you won't have to carry the communication stone tablet yourself."

“…?” Wan Di was stunned.

"Are you serious?"

"A large group of people huddled in the warm and bright holy city, watching me fight alone against the Black Tide army?"

"Uh, don't get agitated," Bai E quickly reassured him.

"Xia Die and Yan Huan have already made arrangements down below. If you die in battle, you can be teleported back directly without having to run along the River Styx."

"Is this a problem with running?" Wan Di asked, his eyes wide.

"I'm at war... Do you know what war is? It's our conflict with the Black Tide monsters."

"Enemy treasure~ Don't get so excited." Feng Jin suddenly appeared in Bai E's camera's view, smiling slightly:

"Danbao said that if you can't hold on, he can take your place, and then you can go back to the Holy City."

"No need." Wan Di sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

"Sigh, fine..."

"This will also show you just how insane these monsters can be."

"We need to strengthen the city's defenses as soon as possible. The number of monsters is still increasing, and we cannot rule out the possibility that some will slip through our net and rush towards the Holy City."

"By the way, since it's so convenient now, ask Yan Huan to send me some more of her secret brew."

The live stream ended there, and soon after, Wan Di began broadcasting solo under Yan Huan's guidance.

Near Xuanfeng City, Yan Huan raised his greatsword and gently swung it, causing a large number of flames to surge up, forming a sea of ​​fire that covered the wilderness and engulfed the monsters.

Listening to the crackling sounds of the fire, Wan Di sat leaning against the stone, eating as he raised an eyebrow and said:

"Honestly, seeing how relaxed you are, why don't you take this [Conflict] God's seat?"

"Oh?" Yan Huan turned around. "Is going to jail a benefit?"

Wan Di: "It's a matter of honor."

Yan Huan: "Then I'll give you my honor too."

Wan Di: “…”

Chapter 1398 Perhaps Social Death

Before long, the holy city was divided into two groups of people.

A group of citizens are holding their phones and watching live streams like they're watching TV.

Of course, the people watching were the idol group led by Bai E.

Previously, Bai E's status was not high because he always had to perform missions, so many of his fans couldn't follow his work.

But it's different now.

"Uh...all day?"

In the scene, Bai'er looks at Aglaia beside him and asks:

"Then wouldn't I be sleeping..."

"Oh, it's fine if we don't broadcast it during bedtime."

Bai E breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving a definite answer. Dan Heng had said he snores when he sleeps, but he didn't know if that was true...

It would be bad if the public found out.

Under intense pressure from the people of Suspended Peak, Wan Di was forced to 'replace' and return to Ohmma.

In the live broadcast room on the front line, Yan Huan was carrying a machine gun, his face contorted with rage as he pulled the trigger.

'Da da da da da...'

The scene was incredibly brutal, but many citizens applauded it.

[What do you call this? This is what you call a war god!]

[Thank you so much, Lord Yan Huan! It's been so long since I've seen Lord Wan Di.]

[Looks so cool... Where's the streamer now? Can I go and have a go?]

[Awesome!]

[Looking at it this way... Kuroshio isn't so great after all; I could do it too.]

[Didn't you see the land turned black after the monster trampled it? Even crops can't grow there anymore! You still dare to stand there?]

[Wasn't that charred by Lord Yan Huan's flames...?]

[The impressive thing is clearly his weapon! If I had that, I could fight the Black Tide monsters too!]

[Yeah... so what is it?]

[There's absolutely no description of such a weapon in historical records...]

[It should be a gun, but it looks like an improved version.]

At the Black Tide front, the roars of monsters filled the air.

Yan Huan fired shots while glancing at the camera.

"Family, this thing is just like a zombie, it's so satisfying to fight it."

"But as you can see, even after scanning for so long, there are still a lot of cases."

"Want to see something even more awesome? Donate a sports car, and I'll give you something big!"

[Medemos donates 1 sports cars]

[......]

[Medemos donates 10 sports cars]

[Holy crap, it's the young master!]

[This is the foundation of our Suspended Peak Royal Family!]

Wan Di, who uses his real name to access the internet, also commented:

[If you kill them all cleanly, I can slack off a bit when it's my shift change.]

"Oh? Someone actually spent money on this! Okay!"

In front of everyone, Yan Huan slowly took out a longbow and a longsword.

"Watch closely, this is how you sweep through!"

He drew back his longbow, placed his longsword on the bowstring, and slowly aimed at the dark night sky.

[? ]

Why shoot into the sky?

[I get it, they want to fight that flying black tide monster, right...? This is to show off their precision.]

That's pointless, I'm unfollowing.

[? ]

[Wait, I felt an earthquake...]

Everyone squinted and carefully examined the long sword in Yan Huan's hand, noticing that cracks were gradually appearing on its surface.

The dark purple energy, like specks of fireflies, continuously gathered towards the sword, compressing and twisting it.

Soon the longsword turned red, like a piece of iron that had been heated to a red-hot state, and it was compressed more and more violently, vibrating as if it were overloaded.

Once the energy was compressed to its limit, Yan Huan greeted:

"They're setting off fireworks!"

'Whoosh—'

The blood-red sword, enveloped in a streak of red light, was shot into the night sky.