PFC Chapter 409 Rescue (Page 12)
Chapter 409 Rescue (Page 12)
The Great Xia Dynasty, outside Chenlong Pass.
The sky shattered, and the mist surged like boiling water.
The sea is long gone, replaced by countless, layered, twisted creatures—resembling giant whales but with the thousand legs of centipedes.
The heads resembled rotting octopuses, their tentacles covered with scarlet eyeballs, each radiating a terrifying aura exceeding the "River" realm.
Even more terrifying, from behind the beast horde, three mountain-like black shadows slowly approached—
Left side: Shaped like a giant tortoise, with countless wriggling fleshy growths on its carapace, each step causing an earthquake-like roar;
Central: Humanoid, but with seven snake-like necks, each topped with a distorted human face;
Right side: A giant dragon pieced together entirely from skeletons, with eerie green flames flickering in its empty eye sockets.
Three-headed "Klein" realm peak!
On the city wall of Shenlong Pass, only eight figures remained.
"Click——"
The blood-stained flagpole was plunged heavily into a crack in the city wall, and the dark red flag embroidered with "Fifth Special Squad" fluttered in the bloody wind.
Lin Qiye held the flag with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other.
His Starry Night Robe was already torn, revealing his battered body underneath—a deep, bone-revealing claw mark on his left shoulder was still bleeding, and his right arm was covered in cracks from overuse of the Seraphim's divine power.
But those eyes remained as bright as stars.
“Zhang Yun isn’t here…” He glanced at the endless horde of beasts below the city and suddenly laughed, “Then we will guard this pass!”
Before the words were even finished, three figures leaped off the city wall at the same time!
"Using the stars as a guide—"
An Qingyu hovered in mid-air, her eyes darting around wildly, as countless magic circles stacked in front of her.
"—Three Thousand Lightning Tribulations!"
"Boom!"
A complex magic circle with a diameter of 100 meters instantly unfolded, and crimson, indigo, and dark purple lightning intertwined into a net, turning hundreds of sea beasts into charred remains!
But the next second, the skeletal dragon exhaled a breath of eerie green, and the magic circle shattered like glass.
"Cough..." An Qingyu was thrown back by the backlash, crashing into the city wall and creating spiderweb-like cracks.
at the same time--
"Big Dipper Demon-Subduing Formation - Activate!"
Jiang Er formed a hand seal, and seven ancient bronze coins floated in the shape of the Big Dipper.
As the magnetic field twisted, thousands of sea monsters suddenly began tearing at each other!
"It worked!" Cao Yuan seized the opportunity to slash down, splitting a giant shark from the "Sea" realm in two.
However, the seven-necked monster only let out a baby-like cry, and the sound waves directly shattered the ancient coin formation!
"Damn it... I'll fight you to the death, Fatty!"
Baili Pangpang stood on the most dangerous section of the eastern city wall, with thirty seriously wounded garrison soldiers behind him.
His plans had long since fallen apart; now he held a runic shotgun in each hand, the barrels glowing red from overheating.
"Bang bang bang!"
Each shot shattered the head of a sea monster, but more monsters were pouring in through the breach.
"Where's the ammunition?!" he roared, turning his head.
"The last box!" A soldier crawled over, dragging a blood-stained ammunition box. "It's...it's a 'Godslayer' bomb!"
Baili Pangpang's eyes lit up.
This specially designed ammunition could injure "Klein," but the recoil was enough to shatter the arm bones of an ordinary person.
"Get out of my way, all of you!"
He ripped open his shirt, revealing his chest covered in Vajra talismans, and fired two shotguns at once from his shoulders!
"boom--!"
In the flames of the explosion, his arms were instantly torn open, but he still managed to forcefully repel the claw attack of the skeletal dragon!
"Seven Nights! Three o'clock!"
Suddenly, Garan leaped down from the city wall, his golden flame gauntlets bursting with dazzling light.
She transformed into a golden meteor and crashed directly into the area where the beast tide was most concentrated!
"Galan!" Lin Qiye's eyes were bloodshot.
There's a lurking "Shadow Jellyfish" about to ambush Anqing Fish!
"Pfft!"
The moment the golden flame pierced through the jellyfish's core, three tentacles also pierced through Garan's abdomen.
But she grinned and grabbed the tentacle with her other hand: "Got you..."
"boom--!"
Golden flames, like a self-destruction, shot into the sky, clearing a vacuum within a radius of a hundred meters!
At the highest point of the city wall, Shen Qingzhu knelt on one knee.
The "God-Slaying Crossbow" in his hand had been modified, with a bronze long arrow engraved with runes inserted in its quiver—that was Master Chen's prized "God-Slaying Arrow - Defective Product".
"Wind correction...humidity compensation..."
He pressed his single eye against the scope, his breathing synchronized with the sea breeze.
When the central human face of the seven-necked monster opened its mouth and roared—
"middle!"
The moment the arrow left the bowstring, visible ripples were torn through the air!
"puff!"
A bloody hole exploded between the eyebrows of the human face, and the monster howled as it staggered back three steps, crashing into half of the underwater mountain range!
However, Shen Qingzhu also coughed up blood and fell to the ground due to the recoil, her right arm twisted strangely.
When Lin Qiye finally severed the mysterious head of the giant tortoise, the entire Chenlong Pass was already on the verge of collapse.
More than half of the city wall collapsed, all the fire towers went silent, and the garrison suffered more than 70% casualties.
The remaining two Klein-level beings are still eyeing the battlefield covetously.
"Fatty...do you still have any cigarettes?" Cao Yuan asked, panting as he leaned on his knife.
“The last one…” Baili Pangpang trembled as he pulled out a crumpled cigarette, and Cao Yuan took a deep drag.
"Fuck you!"
The group prepared for a final battle.
At this moment——
"Ugh——"
A mournful, ancient bugle call pierced the battlefield!
Suddenly, a crimson glow appeared on the horizon!
That was the firelight reflected from 100,000 straight swords!
One hundred thousand figures surged in like a tide, all dressed in crimson military uniforms with a burning flame emblem embroidered on their chests.
Their steps were perfectly synchronized, and the sound of their footsteps shook the entire battlefield!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every step felt like a war drum beating in my heart!
At the very front of the army—
Zhao Kongcheng carried a three-meter-long crimson flag, its fluttering in the wind, bearing two large, gilded characters:
Torch!
"Hahaha! Old Zhao, here I come!"
He laughed wildly as he soared into the air, unleashing the overwhelming pressure of the peak of the Boundless Realm, which temporarily forced back the mist!
The 100,000-strong army suddenly stopped a kilometer away from the city wall.
"Form ranks—!"
At Zhao Kongcheng's command, 100,000 straight swords were drawn simultaneously!
"Qiang——!!!"
The metallic clang resounded through the sky!
The next second, a scene that shocked everyone unfolded—
One hundred thousand warriors simultaneously slashed their palms, and the blood sprayed into the air but did not fall. Instead, it turned into countless fine blood lines that intertwined with each other!
"With my own flesh and blood—"
"Build our Great Wall!"
Amidst the roars of 100,000 people, the lines of blood actually solidified in the air!
A crimson Great Wall phantom, hundreds of meters high and ten miles long, rose up in front of Chenlong Pass!
The city wall is entirely composed of "blood and spirit" and "belief", with magma-like patterns flowing on its surface, and the faces of the soldiers appearing on every brick!
Let's use the torch as our foundation!
—The Great Wall of Passing Down the Torch!
"boom--!"
The skeletal dragon was the first to crash into the Great Wall, where the eerie green ghost fire and crimson blood energy collided, exploding into a blinding flame!
"Ahhh!"
One hundred thousand soldiers groaned simultaneously, but not one of them retreated!
Ripples spread across the surface of the Great Wall, distributing the impact among all those forming the formation to share it!
"Again!" Zhao Kongcheng roared, "Fire of the Gods - Burn Evil!"
Ten thousand straight swords simultaneously ignited, and towering flames suddenly erupted from the surface of the Great Wall!
The seven-necked monster screamed in agony as it was burned, and the parasites of the Dark Abyss Turtle turned to ashes in the fire!
"This is……"
"Old Zhao!"
Lin Qiye stared blankly at the crimson Great Wall.
Merlin's voice echoed in his mind: "Using the beliefs of all living beings as bricks, and the determination to die as mortar... Kid, you Great Xia people are truly insane."
“No.” Lin Qiye suddenly laughed. “This is a legacy.”
...
Zhao Kongcheng stood on the broken cliff at the highest point of the city wall, his dark red military overcoat fluttering in the wind.
He had a nearly burnt-out cigarette dangling from his mouth, the embers flickering in the dim light.
In front of him—
Two mysterious figures from the Klein realm are approaching.
On the left is a "Nine-Headed Blood Phoenix" with wingspan that blots out the sky. Each feather is like a dripping blood blade, and eerie purple flames dance in the pupils of its nine heads.
On the right is an "Abyss Golem," composed of countless writhing black chunks of flesh, with painful human faces constantly appearing on its surface, emitting mournful howls.
Zhao Kongcheng exhaled a smoke ring, which quickly dissipated in the cold wind.
He turned to look into the distance—
Lin Qiye and the others were fighting a bloody battle, the light of the [White Slash] blade and the glow of the golden flame gauntlets tearing gaps in the beast tide.
"Seven Nights..."
A smile played on his lips; his voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced the entire battlefield:
"You are finally back!"
"Here now—"
He gripped the straight sword at his waist with his other hand, and the branded words "Firewood" on the scabbard suddenly lit up!
"Leave it to us!"
"Qiang——!"
The moment the straight sword was drawn, Zhao Kongcheng was engulfed in raging flames!
That was no ordinary flame, but a crimson fire formed from the beliefs of 100,000 "Torchbearer Army" soldiers!
Flames coiled along his arm and onto the blade, causing the originally three-foot-long straight sword to extend wildly under the influence of the burning fire.
Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang!
A massive crimson blade spanning the heavens and the earth appeared out of thin air, its surface covered with dense runes that, upon closer inspection, revealed to be the names of 100,000 warriors!
"cut!"
Zhao Kongcheng gripped the knife with both hands and delivered a simple, direct vertical slash!
"laugh--!!!"
Wherever the blade passed, a pitch-black rift was torn open in space!
The nine heads of the Nine-Headed Blood Phoenix simultaneously emitted piercing screams, and the millions of chunks of flesh of the Abyss Golem writhed wildly, attempting to resist—
But it's useless!
The thousand-foot-long blade of burning embers fell with overwhelming force!
"boom--!!!"
As the blade flashed, the two mysterious bodies of the Klein Realm suddenly stiffened.
The next second—
"Pfft!"
The nine heads of the Nine-Headed Blood Phoenix broke off simultaneously, and the purple flames went out.
The flesh of the abyss golem was set ablaze by the fire and turned to ashes amidst a mournful howl!
One strike, and a mysterious figure falls!
The battlefield fell silent for a brief moment.
Just as the garrison soldiers were about to cheer, they suddenly froze—
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Heavy footsteps echoed from the depths of the mist, and the entire sea began to boil unnaturally!
“Crash——!!!”
The seawater was parted by an invisible force, and dozens of mountain-like figures slowly emerged from the mist!