My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

“No, let them continue searching the city. I’m worried there might be problems,” Leng Yihan replied.

"Wait...you mean, there are people infiltrating the apocalypse within our city?!" Upon hearing Leng Yihan's words, Bei Huixin felt a chill.

"I don't know." Leng Yihan shook her head. "I'm just doing this as a precaution, so what I want to know now is... do you want to destroy the apocalypse?"

"Yes." Bei Hui.

"If they haven't harmed your people, can we force them to surrender and make them our slaves?" Leng Yihan asked.

"Extreme Cold, why did you do this..." Po Jinglei was a little puzzled. He still felt a little guilty for failing at the last moment and letting down the expectations of the Northern Plains people. Moreover, now that he heard that the Undying Apocalypse was about enslaving them.

“They are a very strong fighting force. It’s impossible to completely wipe them out. I think the only feasible way is for us to break into the center of the apocalypse and negotiate with the higher-ups. That’s the most likely way to achieve our goal.” Leng Yihan naturally couldn’t say it was because of his side quest, so he had to make up an excuse.

“Indeed… the apocalypse was truly too powerful. If it weren’t for our unprecedented collaboration between magic and technology, the entire world would probably be in chaos by now,” Bei Hui said with a wry smile.

"Damn it..." Po Jinglei said unwillingly.

"Bei Hui, I'd like to ask if any high-level combat forces have appeared in the Doomsday region?" Leng Yihan asked Bei Hui. Since they had decided to storm the Doomsday headquarters, it would be best to find out as much information as possible about their high-level combat forces.

“Yes, there are.” Bei Hui nodded. “For example… their king, the King of Doomsday, Deng Si. His strength is unknown. The only time he appeared, he almost shattered the World Wall that we used to block them. If it weren’t for the chieftain’s sacrifice that severely injured Deng Si, allowing us to reinforce it in time, you probably wouldn’t be seeing me now.” Bei Hui said with a wry smile.

A scene I once didn't want to recall resurfaced in my mind...

-

"They're here, Chieftain..." Bei Hui looked worriedly into the distance.

This is the first time the World Wall has faced the apocalypse since its construction, and no one knows whether this wall can stop the end of the world.

"I saw it." Beiwei looked much older. In order for him to escape, the Beiyuan headquarters suffered heavy casualties, and in the end, only he and the other six people managed to break through.

“Dens…” Beiwei narrowed his eyes, looking at the red-haired middle-aged man walking at the forefront of the doomsday army. He was not carrying anything in his hands, but he had a huge curved sword on his back.

The army of the apocalypse halted, but Dence did not. He drew the scimitar from behind him with his right hand and stepped forward, not giving him a chance to advance further. With a wave of his hand, Northway unleashed a barrage of bullets and magic at Dence.

"..." Beiwei only saw a disdainful smile on Dence's face. He raised his right hand and swung his scimitar with force, shattering all bullets and magic instantly. With another slash, the earth trembled. The immense pressure could be felt even through the [World Wall].

Humanity did not cease fire, even if it was ineffective, to slow its advance.

"Hey...you guys are so annoying!" Dence stomped his foot, and a pair of wings sprouted from his back—demon wings. In an instant, Dence appeared before the [World Wall] and swung his sword down—

The World Wall was instantly torn open where it was struck, and the humans' hearts sank. Needless to say, the next attack would be on them.

"Listen carefully, Bei Hui." Bei Wei suddenly took out a token and handed it to Bei Hui. "You are the brightest hope among us. Now, I appoint you as the chief of the Bei Yuan people and lead them."

"Clan leader?!" Bei Hui exclaimed in surprise.

"Now—reinforce the World Wall, I'm going to meet him!" Beiwei ran a few steps, leaped into the air, and threw a punch at Deng Si.

Dens never expected that a human would dare to launch such a suicidal attack. He was instantly sent flying more than ten meters away. Beiwei immediately followed, a thunder sword appearing in his right hand.

"Come, King of Doom." The tip of the Northwest Greatsword pointed at Dence, who also saw that the Doom Legion was showing obvious signs of unrest.

Dence gestured for them to stay away, then slowly stood up, stretched his limbs, and said, "Not bad, tough guy, I like it."

"I can't accept your favor!" Beiwei rushed towards Dengsi in an instant, his greatsword slashing down, accompanied by a surge of lightning power. Dengsi's scimitar, a divine weapon, was fully revealed, and demonic fire ignited, colliding with Beiwei's lightning power.

In an instant, the collision of fire and lightning blasted the two apart, but Dence was better prepared and did not suffer the same humiliation as Beiwei, who tumbled several times.

"Repair it quickly!!!" Beiwei shouted, his left hand holding a staff. With a wave, the wind and clouds changed drastically, dark clouds gathered, and it began to rain.

"Wind—rise!" Wind blades condensed in the air and shot towards Deng Si. Deng Si held his knife in both hands and swung it at high speed in place as if he were wielding a toy. No wind blade could get close to him, and any that approached him were destroyed in an instant.

"Rain—rise!" The interplay of wind and water blades made the attacks increasingly dense, and under Beiwei's deliberate control, they began to fly towards the army of the apocalypse.

"Thunder!"

"Who will give you another chance?!" The flames on Dens's body flared up again, and he swung his scimitar forcefully at the dark clouds in the sky. A burst of flame shot out instantly, scattering the dark clouds and interrupting Beiwei's magic.

"Pfft..." Beiwei spat out a mouthful of blood. The backlash of magic, especially the backlash of such high-level magic, was no joke.

"Bastard!!! Die!!!" Dence seemed to be enraged, his previous composure completely gone, replaced by pure rage.

"You're the one who's going to die!!!" Beiwei threw his staff with his left hand, which instantly transformed into a lightning spear that rushed towards Dengs. Beiwei, enduring the pain in his body, turned around to take one last look at the city and one last look at Beihui, and then rushed towards Dengs without hesitation.

Dens's scimitar instantly cleaved through the lightning spear, and the second strike aimed at the charging North Wisconsin.

Beiwei threw out the Thunder Sword in his right hand, and the violent explosion almost destroyed everything around Dence and Beiwei. Dence was also seriously injured. Just then, he suddenly felt someone hug him from behind.

"What?!" Dens exclaimed in surprise.

"Bastard! Come with me... to hell!!!" Beiwei hugged Dengs tightly, his body erupting with lightning energy. The rampaging lightning energy completely exploded, annihilating the area in front of the [World Wall] without leaving a trace.

"Clan Chief!!!" Bei Hui's eyes instantly turned red. He had also realized that the move was a self-destruction. With Bei Wei's cultivation level, the power of this self-destruction was extraordinary. Deng Si had underestimated his opponent, and the price he paid was terrible.

The repairs to the World Wall were completed, and as the smoke cleared, the scene inside was revealed. Northway was gone, and Dence lay on the ground, seemingly dead. Just as the others were about to finish him off, a person dressed in black robes with a large "F" on his head suddenly appeared.

"Your Majesty, you were too careless..." Aivo shook his head, picked up Dence, and the humans on the city wall behind the [World Wall] tried to stop him, but Aivo suddenly disappeared in the center of the battlefield, and even the army of the apocalypse retreated.

"Clan leader!!!" Bei Hui cried out in anguish...

-

"The clan leader is dead..." Po Jinglei was a little incredulous.

"...Well, the clan chief used all his cultivation to self-destruct, severely injuring Deng Si. For twenty years, Deng Si has never been seen on the battlefield. On the contrary, his three main subordinates, As, Aifu, and Vizi, have appeared three times. And the fourth war only ended not long ago..." Bei Hui said with his head down.

“No wonder it’s so dilapidated outside…” After being enhanced, Leng Yihan’s character became very sharp in both strength and perception. He could sense that there was an ‘energy wall’ standing there, and behind it was the desolate Flame Prison.

"Bei Hui, when their last war ended, did you sense anything was wrong?" Leng Yihan asked.

“This…” Bei Hui lowered her head and thought for a moment, “Anything is fine, just tell me if it’s different from before,” Leng Yihan said.

"...That's right! The war is ending sooner!" Bei Hui said with a sudden realization.

"Oh no, we're doomed." Leng Yihan narrowed her eyes. "Ace has probably recovered from his injuries. This was probably just to lower your guard. The real show is yet to come..."

Supporting Leng Yihan's guess is the timing of their appearance. How could the system possibly allow them to appear after such an important event as the war had ended? This probably only means that the previous war was just to lower their guard, and the real crisis was yet to come.

"What should we do next?" Bei Hui asked nervously.

"Notify the others tomorrow, and tell everyone to be on high alert. This next battle will determine whether we can defend the [World Wall]..."

161 Infernal Prison (4)

"It's late, aren't you going to rest yet?" Bei Hui looked at the three of them with some curiosity.

"Look what I'm drinking!" Leng Yihan raised the teacup in her hand.

"I'm not sleepy," Po Jinglei said expressionlessly.

"Sister Bei Hui, don't forget who messed up my sleep schedule," Yan hope said coquettishly, pouting.

"Hmm...it seems like I asked a pretty stupid question..." Bei Hui.

"You know that much is good." —Breaking Thunder.

Leng Yihan rolled her eyes at Po Jinglei. What's wrong with this guy? Is he jealous? He saw Yan hope and Bei Hui being so intimate.

A ding sounded, and Leng Yihan glanced at it. Lin Yin had sent her a message in the chat window.

Sound quality: Caught two strange guys, come and take a look?

Extreme Cold: Report your location, we're coming.

Sound quality: In the alley next to Tru's Tavern, they caught a guy who looked like a human high-ranking official and a guy who didn't look like a human at all.

Extreme Cold: Okay, now let's go.

“Hey, we have some new intelligence.” Leng Yihan looked at the others, or rather, at Bei Hui. “According to my companions, they seem to have captured a human executive and a non-human creature, so… you know what I mean?”

"Are you saying... someone wants to betray humanity?" Bei Hui thought subconsciously before even confirming whether the other 'person' was sent by the apocalypse.

“I don’t know, I have to go and confirm it myself. But… are you coming? If it’s really as you say, it’ll be easier for you to handle it,” Leng Yihan said.

"Well...you guys go out the window for a bit, I'm going to change my clothes." Bei Hui hesitated for a moment before getting up and walking to the wardrobe.

"Pfft... It's okay to go out the window... Po Jinglei, is there anyone outside?" Leng Yihan looked at Po Jinglei helplessly.

"I don't know, but we didn't run into anyone on the way here. Yan hope, you wait here. After she changes her clothes, you can bring her downstairs." Po Jing Lei said, walking to the window.

"No, no, this height is more than enough for me." Bei Hui's voice was full of confidence, but after Po Jing Lei glanced down... well, it was indeed difficult for a mage like him to descend from this room 50 meters in the air.

I guess I'll have to climb down the wall step by step; my teleportation cooldown hasn't finished yet...

"Then I'll go down first—" Leng Yihan took a few steps and flipped out of the window, smoothly using some of the decorations protruding from the city wall to slowly jump down.

"Sigh... It's no big deal if I fall and it hurts a bit." Po Jinglei gritted his teeth, gestured to Yan Xi and then let her return to his staff. He then flipped over and jumped out of the window, mimicking Leng Yihan as he descended step by step on the decorations.

Even though Po Jinglei was a mage, he had received similar training in this area, so it wasn't that difficult for him. He landed on the ground shortly after Leng Yihan came down.

"Phew...that was pretty exciting." Po Jinglei looked up at the route he had jumped down from. Going up didn't seem like much, but coming down, he realized just how high it really was...

"I've noticed you've changed quite a bit, Po Jinglei," Leng Yihan said during a moment of leisure while waiting for Bei Hui to come down.

"Ah... right." Po Jinglei's eyes suddenly became a little unfocused. "After all, Yan hope is here... so we have to hold back some of our words, lest we corrupt her."

"Pfft, is that so..." Leng Yihan chuckled softly. He wasn't completely devoid of emotional intelligence, so he could naturally sense the special feelings Po Jinglei had for Yan hope, something that perhaps even Po Jinglei himself was unaware of.

But even if they knew, it probably wouldn't matter, since in their eyes these guys are just NPCs...

With a wave of his Thunderclap Staff, Yan hope appeared beside him and leaned against Thunderclap without any hesitation.

"What's wrong..." Po Jinglei's tone was unusually gentle.

“Lei…I’m a little tired…” Yan hope stared at Po Jing Lei with her big brown eyes.

"Sit on my shoulders?" Leng Yihan was embarrassed upon hearing Po Jinglei's words. Indeed, it was possible; Po Jinglei's size was simply too large...

"Hmm... Lei, aren't you tired?" Yan hope looked at Po Jing Lei with some concern.

“You can go back to your staff and rest for a bit,” Po Jinglei said, raising his staff, but Yan Xi refused. “No! I want… I want to stay with Lei…”

"Alright, then sit on my shoulders." Po Jinglei lifted Yan hope up and made her straddle him, her two slender legs clamping his head.

Oh no, this move... is a bit bad...

Po Jinglei coughed lightly, but his ability to adapt was quite good, and he quickly got used to it, managing to do so without batting an eye.

Wait, if your heart isn't beating... Po Jing Lei, you're not already dead, are you?

The joke ended there. Leng Yihan silently watched the two of them being lovey-dovey while waiting for Bei Hui. Although Bei Hui took a little longer to prepare, she didn't keep the three of them waiting for long. She soon appeared at the window and started jumping down.

"It's finally here, it's been so slow..." Po Jinglei said with some dissatisfaction.

"Lei, don't talk about Bei Hui like that. Girls need some time to prepare before going out," Yan hope explained for Bei Hui.