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

"I'll take you to the hot springs... Yes! The hot springs at the resort! The hot springs will cure you! Let's go right now!"

She offered incoherent words of comfort while frantically groping for the tactical pocket at her waist with her only remaining right hand.

As long as you can get a return scroll, as long as you can hold on until you're teleported back to the hot springs at the resort, even if you're on your last breath, you can be saved!

However, the reality is cruel.

The blade demons, flying everywhere like sharks that have smelled blood, instantly filled the gaps left by the retreating demon, surging in from all directions like a tide.

Like the tide, one wave higher than the next.

The demon night demon that had just been forced back let out a sharp, eerie laugh, and once again transformed into a purple afterimage as it charged forward!

They didn't give Han Ran even half a second's time!

As countless bone knives gleaming with a cold light rained down on him, Han Ran bit his tongue, forcing himself to stay awake.

She had no choice but to abandon the action of pulling out the scroll, and with one hand holding the heavy giant axe, she desperately shielded Fan Rui behind her and parried the blows.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A dense clanging of metal filled the air, sending sparks flying.

Han Ran, wielding an axe with one hand, was completely unable to defend against attacks from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the Blade Demon's bone blade slashed countless deep, bone-revealing wounds across her shoulders, thighs, and back.

Blood instantly stained her entire body.

"Hehehe!"

Just then, the chilling voice of the demon sirens rang out from above.

A huge purple claw tore through the air with overwhelming force, slamming down on Han Ran's left shoulder!

"Bang!"

There's no escaping it.

Han Ran took the blow with his bare body.

A sickeningly loud cracking sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out.

The immense impact sent Han Ran flying off her feet. In mid-air, she coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of her internal organs, and she flew backward like a cannonball, carrying Fan Rui, crashing heavily into the ruins behind her.

Dust flew everywhere.

"Am I going to die?"

Han Ran lay in the pile of rubble, feeling as if all the bones in his body had fallen apart.

Her right arm was twisted at an eerie angle, the arm bone broken by the terrifying force of the demon night demon, the white bone fragments piercing through the flesh and exposed to the air.

But her left hand still held tightly to the weak Fan Rui, without loosening its grip even slightly.

She ignored her severed right arm and the approaching alien army.

She simply lowered her head and looked at the man in her arms.

In those bloodshot eyes, there was eerily no fear of death, only an unyielding tenderness and deep regret.

Blood was still gushing from the horrific hole in Fan Rui's chest, his face was ashen, and his life force was rapidly fading away.

He struggled to open his eyes, looked at the battered and bruised Han Ran, and his lips moved a few times.

"You...go..."

His voice was so faint it was almost inaudible.

Fan Rui tried to raise his hand to push her away, but his arm felt as heavy as lead and he couldn't move it at all.

Upon hearing this, a beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on Han Ran's originally pale face.

She laughed so hard that it aggravated her wounds, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth again.

"At a time like this, you're still trying to get rid of me."

Han Ran laughed and cursed.

"Scumbag."

She lowered her head, ignoring the countless alien races roaring and rushing towards her, ignoring the demon night demon raising its claws once more, and ignoring the swords and spears raining down from the sky.

She simply closed her eyes quietly and kissed Fan Rui's blood-stained lips deeply.