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Yeti Number One readily agreed, "Sure, as long as the groom isn't you, I'll be a doorman!"

"You!"

The two started playfully fighting, and the people around them cheered them on, creating a lively atmosphere.

Unfortunately, joyful everyday moments are always fleeting.

"coming."

They killed four men in black raincoats, then six more arrived, along with the two wounded Xu and Hai.

Eight people wearing black raincoats blocked off all directions of the ruins. None of the Reunion soldiers who had run out to find a new exit survived; they were all captured alive by the black-clad men and executed after being identified as non-ice magic users.

Winter Official was ordering the Shadow Guards to capture Froststar alive, leaving no one else alive.

"Big sister is sleeping so soundly, she must be really exhausted."

Yeti One looked at Froststar's peaceful sleeping face and couldn't help but laugh.

"Our eldest sister has always taken care of us. This time... let's give our lives back to her. Let these raincoats see what a squad trained by Ursus's greatest warrior, Bodrakastie, and led by Ursus's coldest nightmare is really like!"

Big Bear raised his arm, and everyone roared "Hurrah!" in unison.

The Phantom Crossbowmen didn't say much, nor did they need to exchange any more words. With a gesture, they all entered combat readiness.

“The last bit of Originium Arts that my eldest sister had left…” Petrova stuffed the cracked ice crystals into her bag, then took the lead, walking ahead of the others. “Frost Originium, release it all! Everyone, follow me!!”

"Just for this glass of the best wine I've ever drunk in my life, give me three black straw raincoats and I'll take it!"

The conman, brimming with confidence, slung a black straight blade over his shoulder; he was getting a little carried away.

Big Bear smiled. It's good to have made a friend at the end of life.

"Let's go!"

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"What are you doing?"

Facing the swirling snowflakes, Chen Huijie asked the man in the black cloak who was in the sealed-off area.

“You shouldn’t have come here,” the woman in the black cloak said calmly. Of course she recognized Chen; he was Wei Gong’s darling. “Leave. This will be over soon.”

"...Who sent you?"

"I have no obligation to explain to you," Chen said in a completely flat tone.

“Then you can start looking for a lawyer. I believe that when you get to the detention center and sit in the repentance chair, you will definitely confess.” Chen Huijie placed her hand on the hilt of the Crimson Sky Sword and shouted, “I’m giving you one last warning: answer my question! According to the Lungmen Emergency Law, during wartime, the Guard Bureau has the right to kill any violent armed individuals without identification codes.”

“The Guard Bureau has already lost enough people these days. Retraining a new guard force will cost Lungmen a lot of time and money. You are the next Lungmen Governor candidate, and I hope you will not do anything reckless that would damage Lungmen's strength. This is not a risk you should take,” Chen warned.

"What? Should I thank you for seriously considering the future of Longmen?" Chen was amused.

"The Guard Bureau is the face and pillar of Lungmen, one of Lungmen's most outstanding regular forces. It is also key to your votes. Those who knew your other identity have been purged without exception. I hope you will behave yourself and not seek any other positions."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Huijie's eyes were sharp as she stared directly at the man in the black raincoat.

"At the Lungmen Guard Bureau building, a few people who knew about your other side were lucky enough to survive... but don't worry, they can no longer speak. You remain a Senior Superintendent of the Lungmen Guard Bureau, and after this Reunion Movement incident concludes, you will be nominated as a Third-Class Inspector!"

Before Chen could finish speaking, a flash of light appeared.

Chen drew his sword, and the Crimson Sky Sword Qi was so powerful that even the Black Cloak could hardly withstand it, directly repelling him.

"I rose through the ranks based on my own merits, not on Lungmen's charity! According to Lungmen law, I have the right to execute you on the spot for assaulting a member of the Royal Guard. You killed my officer and still dare to act recklessly in Lungmen? Do you think I don't exist?!"

"Ahem, ahem... Superintendent Chan, let me remind you."

Chen dusted himself off and said coldly, "I'm only letting you off the hook because of Lord Wei. If you insist on getting to the bottom of this, you'll be the one who suffers the most in the end! You're just one of the candidates, not the one who's already decided to take over."

"So, if I get involved, Lungmen will no longer recognize me as a superintendent of the Royal Guard?"

"Yes."

Hei Suo directly admitted it.

"Then I'd rather not take this senior superintendent position!"

Chen Huijie raised the Crimson Sky Sword and slashed it, tearing open the sky.

Chen was also enraged and started fighting while cursing.

"Extremely stubborn!!"

Chapter 426 Not Living Past Two Episodes (Fourth Update)

As Chen and Chen were fighting, three figures dressed in red appeared on the high ground.

"Being loyal and principled is a plus."

"Reckless, irrational, barbaric, points deducted."

"Slim waist, long legs, and big hips make her easy to give birth to, which is a plus."

"Taihe, are you commenting on Miss Longmen? Aren't you afraid that Lord Wei will smash your head in?"

One of the female inspectors rolled her eyes at her colleague, clearly disliking the joke.

“We can’t intervene, even if they fight fiercely, we’ll lose if we intervene.” Taihe said casually. He looked at the female inspector’s hood, which was usually held straight up, but was now smoothly deflated. He couldn’t help but ask suspiciously, “When you went to observe the performance of the guards, did you secretly intervene? Don’t try to lie, I can feel the disordered repulsive force you have after casting the spell.”

"I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything—wait, were those people from the Imperial Observatory?"

"Trying to change the subject?" Taihe glanced casually, then froze. Upon closer inspection, he exclaimed in surprise, "They really are people from the Imperial Observatory! What are they doing here, mixing with Lord Wei's shadow guards... What's going on here?"

The Women's Supervisory Office ignored him and instead focused intently on the people from the Imperial Observatory.

The Dali Temple's Censorate and the Imperial Observatory had accompanied her to Longmen, but they hadn't exchanged many words. She hadn't paid any attention to this rude and disrespectful person before, but… the chilling aura emanating from him now made her, a master of thunder magic, feel intensely uncomfortable. It didn't feel like the aura of a normal magic practitioner; it felt more like that of a sorcerer refining blood energy.

"Winter Official?"

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The Director of the Imperial Observatory was looking down at the infected fighting the Shadow Guards, and he was overjoyed.

The frost-covered Originium power emanating from these small fry filled him with ecstasy; they were perfectly fine as appetizers. The infected one who had caused the celestial anomaly was right there in the ruins; he could sense the other's presence even from this distance, and Dong Guanzheng couldn't help but drool with envy.

To prevent his opponent from escaping or self-destructing in despair, he ordered his shadow guards to seal off the area, slowly whittling down their strength. It was like hunting a wild beast; you couldn't go all out from the start, or the beast would become alert and flee or go berserk. He would bleed them dry until they were too weak to fight back, at which point they would be at his mercy.

"Huh? What happened over there?"

The Winter Official was sensing a strong fluctuation of will and questioned the injured Xu and Hai.

“Chen has encountered a formidable enemy.” Xu judged the location and estimated which comrade was fighting. “Chen is very strong, so she is guarding the main road where she is most likely to encounter the enemy. With her there, there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

"is it?"

The Winter Official felt somewhat oppressed. He secretly picked up the celestial globe in his hand and tried to divine good or bad fortune. However, the conclusion he reached was unchanged from before. Of course, it was also possible that the time interval between the divinations was close, so the observed celestial phenomena did not change further. It couldn't possibly be that someone more proficient in divination than him, the dignified Director of the Astronomical Bureau, had used the power of heaven and earth to obscure his path to enlightenment.

"Enough, stop dragging it out, let's finish this quickly."

Dong Guanzheng didn't deny his divination, but he was unwilling to entrust his life to it. He was a cowardly man, and even watching his shadow guards dwindle because of him didn't stir any emotion in him. They were just a group of suicide soldiers; if they died, so be it. Would Wei Yanwu really turn against the Imperial Observatory over a few tools?

Hei Suo gave Dong Guanzheng a deep look, and the other party impatiently shouted, "What? Didn't you hear me? Hurry up and get on here!"

"……Yes."

The Black Cloak Guards could not disobey the Winter Official's orders; they were shadow guards, death squads, and their mission was to obey.

"Damn it, didn't I say I could only take on three people at most?! Five! Five people already!"

Outside the ruins, the swindler cursed loudly. He had been a little drunk at first, but the life-or-death struggle had sobered him up completely. At first, he confidently blocked three black-clad men, but then Big Bear, seeing how brave he was, lured another black-clad man over... Finding that this guy was getting stronger and stronger, he shared the pressure with him, and now the swindler was fighting five against one.

What makes him so capable of taking on five opponents at once?

Wounds appeared one after another; he was nearly pierced through the throat, but fortunately he dodged in time.

This time the conman wasn't lying; he was genuinely in pain, grimacing in agony.

Even if he could keenly analyze what the other party's next move would be, he couldn't handle five people at the same time. He wasn't a boss with a supercomputer's brain. The conman's brain was saying, "I understand!" while his hands were saying, "You've got it!"

The Yetis did not respond to him; they were already overwhelmed with their own problems and were being beaten until they were vomiting blood.

Even the Phantom Crossbowmen roared and detonated the Originium within their bodies, attempting to perish together with Black Cloak, but they failed to penetrate the enemy's armor.

When the three Black Cloaks responsible for sealing off the area joined the battle, the Yetis' fate seemed sealed.

Yeti Number One was pierced through the shoulder and kneecap by a throwing knife thrown by a man in a black cloak, collapsing to the ground, writhing in agony and fear of blood loss. He tried to stand, but his body wouldn't obey him. Petrova lay in a pool of blood, her fate unknown. The youngest boy was even more severely injured, his head slammed against the ground, leaving a long trail of blood as the man in the black cloak carried him by the leg.

The bear roared as it stood guard outside the ruins, unaware of what it was doing, unsure of the purpose of its continued presence.

Will the eldest sister wake up at the crucial moment and kill these people with her own hands? If so, he would be happy to accelerate the Originium fusion rate and buy her another second. But Big Bear is a very rational person, and besides the eldest sister, he is the most talented in tactical command among the Yetis.

He knew they had failed this time, they were doomed, there was no hope.

but……

Even so, they have reasons to fight.

Big Bear gripped the Froststone in his left hand, his entire hand frozen raw, the skin cracked and bleeding red. In his right hand, he held a knife, looking like a mad beast. His mask was long gone, and an ugly scar ran from his left eye to his chin—a mark inflicted by the overseer with a knife when he was working in the mines. Back then, only Froststar hadn't shunned him and had even shared food with him.

Even though Froststar was much younger than him, he still called her "elder sister."

The Yetis aren't actually all younger than Frostnova; they were all simply saved by her.

If they were destined to die, they had only one wish: to die somewhere Froststar couldn't see them.

In that case... that seemingly cold but actually sensitive girl wouldn't feel so sad, right?

Big Bear gripped the Froststone tightly, staring directly at the charging Black Cloak, preparing to self-destruct.

Just at this time……

A black object flew from a distance and landed between the black-clad man and the bear.

Black Cloak instinctively stopped in his tracks, while Big Bear, upon seeing clearly what it was, paused his actions regarding the Catalyst Originium.

It was a head.

The men in black raincoats looked closely and exclaimed in astonishment, "Chen..."

The black raincoat corresponds to the twelve Earthly Branches.

Her eyes bulged out, as if she had seen something terrifying before she died, and she couldn't even close them in death.

As everyone looked over, a man dressed in black with white hair threw a headless corpse on the ground, blood still gushing from the corpse's neck.

The man, covered in blood, slowly raised his head, his cobalt blue eyes revealing a fierce glint.

Chapter 427 Regaining Memories (Fifth Update)

"Who is that?!"

Dong Guan was looking at Lin Lu in horror.

Although he made a lot of boastful remarks in the Lungmen Administrative Hall, mocking the Lungmen Guard Bureau for its extremely perfunctory handling of the matter, he was not unaware of the Reunion Movement's formidable achievements. The Ursus border city of Chernobog, a war-torn city equipped with defensive weaponry, was captured by the Reunion Movement!

The fact that Lungmen was able to withstand the Reunion Movement's overwhelming numbers and even wipe out the entire Reunion Movement within Lungmen City in a single day is already quite remarkable. Winter Official was just grumbling; he understood that Black Cloak's skills were extraordinary. Although not on par with the Imperial Guards, he still possessed exceptional abilities… Yet, this incredibly strong Black Cloak had his head forcibly twisted off!

Is this some kind of horror movie?

Chen Huijie stared at Lin Lu in astonishment.

When she fought Chen, she was able to suppress him only by relying on the power of the Crimson Sky Sword.

Chen's use of Yan Kingdom martial arts and magic complemented each other, maintaining a strong momentum and constantly repelling Chen Huijie against the Crimson Sky Sword.

In the midst of their desperate struggle, Lin Lu seemed to have captured a moment in time; one second he was a hundred meters away, the next he was between them. Lin Lu first shattered Chen's Crimson Sky Sword Qi with a slap of his left hand, then followed up with a series of punches that landed on the black-clad man's chest, piercing through his armor. Within five moves, he broke through his opponent's protective aura, shattered Chen's legs, and then ripped off his head with his bare hands—his methods were extremely cruel.

There is no other reason.

Lin Lu's digitized spiritual domain sensed the miserable state of the Yeti Squad, the severed right arm of his loyal henchman, Swindler, and... Froststar, who was almost lifeless.

When Lin Lu sensed that Froststar's vital signs were critical, something seemed to explode deep within his mind, cracks appeared in his sealed memories, and things about Yelena surfaced one by one in his mind.

He and she met in the northern border of Ursus, choosing to work together to save a friend imprisoned in an obsidian mine, facing life-or-death crises time and again. From their initial fight to exchanging rings as gifts, they were ultimately forced apart by a natural disaster.

When we met again, it was five years later.

"PhD……"

Huang rushed to the scene carrying Amiya and put her down.

They didn't witness the moment Lin Lu killed the man, but from the shocking traces of the battle, they could sense the doctor's anger.