SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Jiangcheng, Duanshe Tavern.

Under the dim light, Xiaoman held a gleaming dagger between her fingertips.

With a light twist of the knuckles, the blade traced a silvery arc, its edge gleaming with a chilling sharpness in the light and shadow.

San Shi stood to his side, a massive longsword slung over his shoulder. His gaze swept across the bar, his voice low and laced with barely perceptible tension:

"Brother Gu, all the brothers are here, not one missing."

A figure was embedded in the leather seat behind the bar.

Gu Cang held the cigarette case between his fingers, flicked his knuckles, and a cigarette landed precisely between his lips.

With a "click," the lighter's flame shot up.

Smoke slowly escaped from his throat, and his previously limp body gradually straightened as the smoke rose. His dejected eyes suddenly lit up, like a sleeping beast opening its eyes.

By the time he exhaled the third puff of smoke, the cigarette butt had burned down to the filter, and sparks flickered on his fingertips.

He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, a faint smile playing on his lips, his voice hoarse: "It's been a long time since we've had a proper fight."

Xiaoman's dagger suddenly stopped spinning, and the blade snapped against her palm.

She licked her lips, a flash of excited red light in her eyes.

San Shi unconsciously gripped the sword hilt, and the two of them simultaneously became scorching hot, like hunters waiting for their prey, their blood boiling.

As the three walked out of the tavern, the sidewalk outside was filled with figures dressed in various styles, their eyes filled with determination.

The leading man stepped forward, his voice low yet respectful: "Brother Gu, the rest of our brothers are scattered across other regions, awaiting your orders at any time."

Gu Cang nodded, lit another cigarette, and through the swirling smoke, his gaze swept over the crowd. He said in a deep voice, "Let's set off and eradicate this scourge of Jiangcheng!"

"Yes!" The crowd's response was like a rumble of thunder, startling pedestrians during the evening rush hour who hurriedly took detours and kept their distance.

These days, nobody wants to mess with this group of menacing people; even the stray cats on the street tuck their tails between their legs and scurry into the alleyway.

……

Holy Capital, Zhen'erting Headquarters.

In the enclosed plaza behind the building, a chilling atmosphere permeated the air like a thick fog, almost freezing it in place.

Thousands of Awakened Ones in uniform stood ramrod straight, each with their hands on their weapons, knuckles white, their eyes showing no fear, only resolute determination.

Each of them knew in their hearts what this action represented.

They sacrificed themselves without fear, hoping that one day, light would return to this dark world.

Directly in front of the square, four powerful figures stood side by side.

Feng Xi glanced at Ning Mo beside her, her voice as cold as ice: "It's almost time. Shall we proceed with the original plan of splitting into four groups?"

Ning Mo nodded coldly, his tone firm: "This is our first offensive battle. Chief Ting said that it must spread like wildfire and stain the kingdom with blood."

He took three steps forward, his gaze sweeping over the thousands of people in front of him.

This is the only remaining fighting force of Zhen'e Court, all of whom are awakened beings of the fourth rank or above, and the word "fearless" is engraved on the face of each of them.

Ning Mo's aura as a mid-stage seventh-tier cultivator suddenly erupted, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his voice boomed like thunder: "Everyone!"

Thousands of people gripped their weapons at the same time, and a chilling aura swept across the square!

Ning Mo and the other three smiled simultaneously, their confidence in victory evident.

The next second, his voice grew even deeper, carrying a power that pierced the heart: "This battle will be our first sword strike against the darkness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura exploded without reservation, and his voice was resolute: "Zhen'e Court, all personnel mobilize!"

If the world is already shrouded in boundless darkness, then I will use my own body to carve out a ray of light!

Amidst the deafening shouts, everyone released their full energy, reaching the peak of the chilling atmosphere.

Inside the Zhen'erting Building.

Apart from the staff on duty in the lobby and a few people in the control room, the rest of the members had already boarded special vehicles and headed to the battlefield in the major cities.

At this moment, Lin Mu stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 33rd floor, his gaze sweeping over the Zhen'e Ting special cars below, which sped off in an orderly fashion like silver dragons in different directions.

The neon lights outside the window flickered, reflected in his deep eyes, and his calm voice carried a chilling killing intent: "This is only the first sword piercing the heart of the kingdom."

"Envoy of the Nation, your nightmare has only just begun."

He casually draped his black coat over his shoulders, grabbed the black robe and white mask from the table, and turned to walk out the door.

"Click—"

The moment the door opened, Lin Mu paused slightly.

A woman dressed in the uniform of the Zhen'e Ting stood in the corridor, her face flushed with excitement, her eyes shining with reverence, her lips moving for a long time but she couldn't utter a single word.

Lin Mu smiled faintly at her: "Shen Rou, you'll be very busy tonight too. Keep an eye on the central control room."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Rou instinctively straightened her back and respectfully replied, "Yes, Chief Ting!"

the other side.

Laughter, a sound rarely heard before, filled the lead car heading to Zhenbei City.

Zhang Huai, gripping the steering wheel with one hand, suddenly burst into laughter: "Hey, Chief Lu Ping, it's been a long time since we've had this old duo!"

Lü Ping leaned back in the passenger seat, shook his head, and scoffed, "Long time no see, my foot! It's only been a little over half a month, hasn't it?"

"After this battle, I'll make time to train with you every day. I guarantee your strength will skyrocket, trust me!" Lu Ping's voice was full of confidence.

"Alright, you still think of your brother. Don't worry, reaching the seventh rank is just a matter of time for me!"

A confident glint flashed in Zhang Huai's eyes, and she changed the subject: "By the way, every time I've seen you these past two weeks, you've always had a bruised and swollen face?"

Lu Ping's lips twitched, as if recalling something unpleasant. He sighed helplessly and replied, "It's nothing. I'll definitely practice with you more later. Brotherhood is in my heart, no need for thanks."

Zhang Huai raised an eyebrow and smiled, then casually suggested, "How about we get a foot massage at our usual spot after this battle?"

"We have to wash it!" Lu Ping nodded, then sighed, "Ah, I really miss the days when we were partners. We didn't have to use our brains. We just did exactly what we were told."

"After becoming the chief, my mind couldn't keep up with their train of thought at all."

Zhang Huai laughed loudly, "Brother, when I reach the seventh level, let's keep each other company and become mindless idiots together!"

With that, he floored the accelerator, and the car sped off towards Zhenbei City like an arrow.

……

At 10:00 PM, at the entrance of Mingcheng Village, surrounded by mountains.

Several elderly people leaned leisurely on their homemade benches, cracking sunflower seeds and gossiping, but the topic always revolved around "Tiechao's daughter".

"Let me tell you, that silly shovel guy definitely made the girl angry!"

"I live next door, and for the past two weeks, I've often heard the couple arguing late at night. Sigh, he's just too honest and doesn't know how to comfort people," an old man said, slapping his thigh in exasperation.

"Hey, what couple doesn't argue? We've all been through that, haven't we?"

"These couples always fight in bed but make up before they get out of bed," an old woman said with a gentle smile.

"What era are we living in? Fast food relationships are all the rage now. You fight in bed and then it's over. There's no such thing as a happy ending!" Another person chimed in with a laugh, their tone laced with a hint of teasing.

"Alright, maybe that girl just likes the honesty and straightforwardness of the shovel?" an old man with thinning hair, holding a hoe, said casually.

"Village chief, are there really such foolish girls in this world?" An old man's question had just been uttered.

Everyone fell silent instantly and turned to look into the village.

Because they are the main characters in the gossip,

He was carrying a black shovel on his back, and in his left hand he was holding a black robe that covered a gray mask. He still had that honest and simple look as he slowly walked towards the village entrance.