SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The battlefield is located in the south.

Lü Ping's uniform was soaked in blood.

Several deep, bone-revealing wounds were dripping blood, which splashed onto the waterlogged ground, creating ripples of red.

He sat cross-legged in the ruins, wincing in pain.

But he looked at Zhang Huai beside him with a dark expression—the other was kowtowing on the ground, kneeling and unable to get up.

"Brother, I think... our injuries can still be treated, you don't need to do this."

Lu Ping's voice was breathy, and every word he spoke seemed to aggravate his wounds.

Zhang Huai weakly raised his head, his face smeared with blood and mud, his voice broken and intermittent:

"Never mind that... I'm just... kowtowing to your dog in advance to thank it for protecting us."

Lu Ping's lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Then why don't you get up after kowtowing for so long?"

Zhang Huai was silent for a moment, his shoulders trembling slightly: "Lü Ping, I can't get up. I feel my wounds are still opening up..."

"You... help me up..."

"Guess why I'm sitting here and not getting up?" Lü Ping rolled his eyes.

"Why?" Zhang Huai asked, bewildered.

Lu Ping sighed, his voice filled with helplessness: "Because I can't get up either."

Zhang Huai: ".........."

Outside the Sixth Special Zone.

Nearly a thousand medical vehicles gathered like a long white dragon, their headlights piercing the rainy night.

After a roar of engines, a black minivan suddenly stopped at the front of the convoy.

The rear door was flung open with a bang!

A middle-aged man with a gloomy face strode out, his sleeves damp with rain, his eyes filled with anxiety.

A subordinate quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully, and said, "Commander-in-Chief, the medical team in Zhenbei City has been assembled..."

"Damn it, what's the point of reporting after we've assembled?!"

The Commander-in-Chief abruptly interrupted, his voice urgent, almost a roar: "Full speed ahead to the battlefield!"

"If we arrive even a second earlier, we might be able to save one more high-level Awakened!"

"That's the entire power of the Zhen'e Court!"

"If the Zhen'e Court were to fall, the world would be in complete chaos!"

A few seconds later.

"boom--"

Nearly a thousand medical vehicles started up simultaneously, their roaring engines echoing through the night sky as the white dragon sped toward the battlefield.

the other side.

The last screams of the kingdom's army faded into the rain.

Amidst the ruins strewn with corpses, only two powerful figures stood facing each other.

The shovel swept coldly over the corpses scattered on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "This is the best we can do. We can't pursue the kingdom's army that has entered the Fifth Special Zone any further."

Seeing that An Shuyao didn't respond, he frowned: "Also, before I left, I asked you, didn't you, you crazy woman, say you weren't going out tonight?"

"boom--"

Two wings burning with black flames suddenly unfolded behind An Shuyao!

A terrifying pressure erupted like a tsunami, and her eyes were instantly filled with killing intent:

"Fang Tiechao! This is the last time I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Whoosh—!"

A wing engulfed in black flames suddenly slashed down at the base of the shovel!

Black flames swept across the ground, instantly turning the accumulated water into white mist!

"Holy shit! You crazy woman, are you trying to kill me?! What the hell are you doing, acting all high and mighty with me now?!"

Suddenly, the giant, jet-black shovel was swung up to protect the lower body, and the storm field erupted instantly!

Several black hurricanes shot into the sky, carrying rain and gravel that crashed in all directions!

"boom--"

The moment the wings collided with the giant shovel, a terrifying energy wave spread out, and the ground was shaken open with several cracks!

The shovel was suddenly blasted several meters away.

An Shuyao's voice came like ice: "Since you like calling women..."

"Then tonight, I will make you a woman completely!"

"Damn! This is really funny, even if I can't beat you, I can still outrun you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shovel disappeared in the opposite direction, leaving only a blur.

He was still cursing under his breath: "Damn it, that crazy woman is just a complete ingrate!"

……

At this moment, in the stinking sewer.

Three figures emerged from the mud like loaches.

The stench emanating from his body, mixed with the fishy smell of rainwater, was so strong it almost made one vomit.

They swept across the blood-soaked ruins around them.

The haphazardly laid limbs and dark red bloodstains on the ground gleamed eerily in the rain.

The three of them gasped simultaneously, their eyes filled with lingering fear.

"Chief Qin Jiang, we are now..."

Kong Nan's voice trembled as she was about to ask about the next step when Qin Jiang abruptly interrupted her.

He wiped the mud from his face, a flicker of fear in his eyes, and whispered, "Back to the capital!"

"As expected of Bai Jue, he must have set up this trap a long time ago, and even the real power behind the kingdom was defeated and forced to flee."

"He's terrifying."

"Chief, do you think... Zhen'erting will accept our surrender?"

Lou Ping lowered his head respectfully, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Qin Jiang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "It definitely will."

He looked up, rain streaming down his face, his eyes hardening: "As long as we keep a low profile."

"If we can live in the daytime, so can we."

After saying that, the three of them strode forward like three clay figures, their injuries barely noticeable.

……

The Fifth Special Zone.

Inside a simple house.

"Monk, is he truly out of danger?"

An elderly man leaning on a cane stared intently at the man on the wooden bed, a murderous intent flashing in his cloudy eyes.

The shocking bloody hole in the man's chest almost pierced through his entire chest, the flesh torn open, making one's heart clench.

A monk in a robe was carefully treating the man's injuries, cold sweat constantly seeping from his forehead.

A few seconds later, he let out a soft sigh and clasped his hands together in prayer.

"My initial assessment was correct. If the hole in Xiao Li's chest had shifted even a fraction of a distance, there would have been no way to save him."

"I don't understand, so just tell me directly, is your life in danger?"

The old man pressed on in a deep voice, tapping his cane on the ground with a "thud".

The monk slowly rose, a hint of relief in his voice: "No."

"Now, we'll see when he wakes up."

"But given our current level of cultivation, we'll definitely wake up in no more than three days!"

The old man's tense expression finally relaxed, but he unconsciously frowned again, his voice filled with confusion:

"This battle was truly chaotic."

"None of the three who should have died are dead."

"At the last moment, when I returned, that crazy girl was actually rescued by the enemy."

"And the pressure exerted on the person who caught her in mid-air made even this old man feel a sense of fear and palpitation."

He paused, then sighed, "Monk, it seems that this world is far more complex than we imagined."

"We once thought that those protectors of China had perished together with those three great figures from Zhongzhou."

"But now it seems... we underestimated the country of China."