What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Xu Tianlin's figure flashed, and he stepped once again into the lobby of the resort headquarters located in the core area of ​​the A4 battlefield of the heavens.

Xu Tianlin raised his head, his gaze slowly sweeping across the entire headquarters hall.

Compared to the extravagant and glittering "Little Macau Entertainment City" that was just built on plot 68 of the Abyss, this is a far cry from the previous one.

The main hall of their own headquarters clearly lacked some of the intoxicating extravagance, but possessed a more restrained, tranquil, and grand atmosphere.

Looking at the base he had built with his own hands, Xu Tianlin felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Earn money at headquarters, spend it at branches; don't even think about taking a single penny home."

"Tsk."

Xu Tianlin stroked his chin and smacked his lips.

After finishing his reflections, Xu Tianlin stretched and prepared to try and recreate the "Bo Ya's Broken String" scene from the Overlord Tea Table.

However, his outstretched arm quickly stopped in mid-air, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

What about people?

He looked around, his gaze sweeping across the hall, the teleportation plaza...

The resort was deserted at this moment!

The huge resort headquarters was completely deserted, with not a single guest in sight!

Normally, this place is definitely not like this!

When is this place not always bustling with people?

Warriors who returned from hunting alien races on the front lines, covered in blood, would always gather here in groups of three or five.

Some excitedly compared their figurines to each other, some lined up in long queues at food stalls to buy food to restore their energy, and others crowded at the entrances of SPA centers and hot springs, eagerly waiting for their numbers to be called.

But now?

Quiet.

It was eerily quiet.

It was so quiet that even Xu Tianlin's own breathing and footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

"Is my power out or what?"

"They've all run away?"

Just as Xu Tianlin was engrossed in building the "Little Macau Entertainment City," a momentous event, worthy of being recorded in history, occurred on the battlefield of all races!

The alien races have launched a full-scale attack!

This all-out offensive came without warning!

Countless alien armies suddenly attacked, tearing apart the already precarious buffer defenses of the human race.

The Wuyue Prefecture defense line, located in the C3 area, bears the brunt of the attack due to its prominent geographical location!

The battle was extremely fierce from the very first moment of the engagement.

Faced with this overwhelming tide of alien races numbering in the tens of millions, the defensive forces of Mist Moon Prefecture appeared so weak.

At a critical moment when the defense line was about to collapse and countless soldiers were dying on the battlefield, Shen Yue, the lord of Wuyue Prefecture, sent an urgent distress signal to the rear of the human race and the neighboring prefectures!

If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.

The human race on the battlefield of the heavens is a community of shared destiny, bound together by common breath.

Once the defenses of Mist Moon Prefecture are completely breached, the alien army will be able to advance unimpeded and directly threaten the entire rear of the human race.

The moment the distress signal was received, Haichuan, Shangjing, Cangyun, Qingyuan, and Xiling were all affected.

The elite guards of the entire five prefectures did not hesitate at all!

The powerful figures from each prefecture gathered at full speed without hesitation, and the teleportation arrays shone brightly day and night.

With a do-or-die determination, the Five Guards rushed to the aid of Misty Moon Prefecture!

Furthermore, while requesting help, Shen Yue also issued a top-level bounty in the name of Wuyue Prefecture!

Throughout the resort, there were martial artists who were resting, soaking in the hot springs, queuing to buy jars, or even sleeping in their rooms.

Upon seeing the bounty poster and hearing the call for reinforcements from the front lines, the weariness in everyone's eyes instantly transformed into burning fighting spirit.

They took up arms and donned armor.

Almost all the martial artists in the resort tore up their teleportation scrolls and rushed to the battlefield without hesitation!

……

Battlefield of the Heavens, Area C3, Fog Moon Palace Defense Line.

The malevolent aura, mixed with the pungent smell of blood and burnt flesh, transformed into a tangible gloom, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

On the muddy battlefield, there were severed limbs everywhere.

"kill!"

Fan Rui's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were almost bloodshot.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed three sharp sword flowers with his longsword, and his Yuan energy exploded on the blade.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The three Bloodthirsty Blade Mantises, all at the Thousand-Pound Realm, had their heads precisely pierced by the sword, and thick green fluid gushed out, splashing all over Fan Rui.

Fan Rui suddenly drew his sword, staggered back half a step, his chest heaving violently like a broken bellows.

He was at the peak of the Flying Heaven Realm, and this longsword should have been light and graceful in his hands. However, at this moment, because he had killed too many alien races, his Yuan energy was almost exhausted, making it extremely heavy.

Fan Rui looked up and felt a surge of helplessness.

As far as the eye could see, the mountains and plains were filled with foreign tribes.

The Blade Mantises and Blood-Rotting Beasts of the Thousand-Jin Realm swarmed like locusts, densely packed and layered upon each other.

Kill one, and three more pounce!

Ten were killed, and a hundred more surged in!

They can't kill them all, they simply can't kill them all!

"Whoosh—"

A sharp whooshing sound came from the left.

A "Four-Armed Blade Demon" at the early stage of the Flying Realm suddenly rose from the pile of corpses.

Its four serrated bone blade arms swung wildly, turning into four deadly beams of cold light, aimed straight at Fan Rui's throat!

This monster is extremely fast and very troublesome.

Fan Rui's old strength had just been depleted and new strength had not yet been generated, so he could only grit his teeth and parry with his sword.

"when!"

A tremendous force struck, causing Fan Rui's tiger's mouth to split open, blood flowing freely, and his longsword nearly slipping from his grasp.

The Blade Demon's other two claws, carrying a foul stench, were about to tear open his chest.

"Die, you bastard!"

A clear, sharp shout rang out beside Fan Rui, like a thunderclap.

With a howling wind, a massive black axe, as big as a door panel, descended from the sky with the power to split mountains and cleave peaks!

"Snap!"

The four-armed blade demon of the Flying Realm who launched the sneak attack didn't even have time to scream before it was cleaved in two from shoulder to hip by the giant axe!

The foul-smelling entrails fell into the muddy water.

A tall figure landed heavily beside Fan Rui.

Han Ran.

She had her hair tied in a neat high ponytail, with a few strands of hair, soaked with sweat and blood, sticking to her fair but mud-covered cheeks.

She held a giant axe in each hand, a weapon that seemed disproportionate to her slender figure, and the powerful Yuan energy of the eighth level of the Flying Heaven Realm surged around her.

Han Ran crossed his two axes and swung them outwards with a sudden force!

The violent energy shattered the dozen or so alien races at the Thousand-Jin Realm who rushed at them into clouds of blood mist.

She leaned against Fan Rui, the two of them pressed close together.

Han Ran's breathing was heavy, and warm sweat dripped down his slender neck.

"Do you think we can kill all of these alien races?"