One can only say that the human heart is always fickle.

At the start of the campaign, everyone was focused on reclaiming the Border Prison, driving the divine enemies out of their den, then beating the wild dogs decisively! How thrilling!

But when Ji Jue actually packed his bags as they had hoped, they became dissatisfied.

At this moment, in the dim world, flames and sparks continually erupted, the empty sky above was riddled with cracks, and the earth was covered with ashes and blood, with scars as far as the eye could see, and piles of broken limbs mounded like mountains.

Among the scars, a little starlight rose.

They launched a counterattack against the encircling army!

When Ji Jue reached out again, the Nether River Dragon, riddled with cracks and near death, roared loudly, iron light surged once more, and one by one enormous engines grew from its back, rising into the sky like meteors, incubating fierce light in its mouth, and spewing it out!

The searing blaze slashed like a sharp blade, indiscriminately cutting across the heavens and the earth, turning everything it touched to ashes.

Countless Angels charged forward relentlessly, only to be swallowed by its massive jaws, or easily ripped to shreds by its claws.

Withstanding the firepower and siege of the numerous Angel Legions, the rampaging Steel Dragon wreaked havoc, tearing a huge gap in the Angel formation.

The White Knights charged straight in!

Yan Fei led at the front, covered in angelic blood and flesh, Blood Flames surged, his steel body mutated once more, crowned with a wreath of thorns, and iron wings unfurled from the bloody wind, rampaging and racing amid the blood and fire.

He roared loudly, and in the piercing, sharp wailing, one White Knight after another followed closely behind him like a sharp arrow, seizing this crucial moment, charging through the gap torn by the Nether River Dragon, advancing unopposed!!!

The target direction is...

The Holy Object worshipped on the front line!

The commanding Saint was furious, blowing the horn, and the reserved troops guarding the Holy Object immediately raised their long spears, a cascade of brilliance diving down!

However, one defiant black spot after another, moved forward inch by inch against the grandeur of the army, crashing through the fiery crowd, spreading blood-red waves to the sides.

The sound of shattering was unending.

Amidst the roar, the Nether River Dragon at the forefront bore the brunt of the blazing light erupted from countless Holy Seals, shattering into pieces and plummeting to the earth.

The Angels cheered, shouting, but before they could show any joy, they saw... after the falling fragments, the savage demon rose once more, charging forward, as unstoppable as breaking bamboo!

"Cover me!"

On the channel, Yan Fei's hoarse voice rang out, his spiritual consciousness parched like being burned by flames to support the auxiliary program's operation, so painful, yet so fierce!

"Die!"

The demon roared, engines thrusting, accelerating, gun spears intersecting with gun spears, swords clashing with swords, sparks flying, blood spraying.

In the instant of brushing past, the Angels obstructing the way were shattered, Yan Fei advanced further!

The rangefinder indicated there were still ten kilometers!

So distant, yet for the White Knight's mobility, already so close!

In the distance, the roar of artillery fire sounded once more, holy light erupted, only to be blocked by one White Knight after another with their iron wings and bodies.

As they were about to be completely smashed and fall, they turned back, high-fived each other, passing on their last strength amid the swirling silver light!

One hundred men, ten men, one man!

The power and flames of all the White Knights finally converged on Yan Fei alone.

The hundred overlapping wings suddenly shattered, countless iron feathers stirred up a storm, dispersing, clearing away the last obstacles.

The broken machine body had already lost its legs and right arm, the broken gun spear was tightly clutched in the left hand, infusing it with the last of its power!

"—Go!"

Before being consumed entirely by the boundless holy light, the gun spear in Yan Fei's hand was fiercely thrown, tearing the barrier before him effortlessly, breaking through the defenses, piercing through step by step.

Like a meteor, forward, forward, forward again!

Directly towards the Holy Object!

Ignoring the countless Angels continually reborn from the Holy Object trying to block it, unwavering, without deviation or retreat!

Amidst the blazing light, Yan Fei's eyes widened, laughing wildly.

Until, a cold snort rang out.

The remaining blade of the gun spear came to an abrupt halt.

Stopped before the Holy Object.

Seized.

The Saint.

The Saint finally made a move!

"Ridiculous!" The Saint, as vast as a mountain, mobilized the defense of the myriad armies, effortlessly crushing that last point of light, sneering, "Overestimating oneself!"

"Is that so?"

At that moment, it seemed as if there was laughter, ringing in one's ears.

Right in front of him.

As if the phantom of a divine enemy appeared, terrifying and haunting.

But there was no divine enemy.

From beginning to end, Ji Jue never took a step out of the Border Prison, coldly observing.

Just casually flicked his fingers.

Thus, the crushed light reassembled, flames rekindled, in his hand, the gun spear reappeared, an endless blood-red poured out from within, entwining the blade.

The malevolent intent of Pan Ying emerged explosively from the scarlet spirituality, spreading turbulently.

In an instant, like a meat grinder, it shredded half of the Saint's body to pieces, and then, with a slender crimson thread calmly crossed the final inch, lightly touching the Holy Object.

The sound of shattering rang out.

Crack!

The golden skeleton instantly turned to dust, endless heavenly radiance pouring out incessantly.

In just a moment, one of the Holy Objects was lost!

The Saint roared, the incomplete half-body writhing, yet no matter what, it couldn't be reborn. In the end, he could only fill the gap with Divine Power, barely shaping the original outline.

The central army was in turmoil, the front legion madly pressed forward, trying to block the demons' new wave of counterattacks, while the Holy Objects at the rear urgently moved forward, like a giant whale absorbing water, recovering the heavenly radiance Divine Power from the shattered Holy Objects. Yet it discovered that in just a few seconds, more than half had already been taken by Ji Jue!

Since then, the defense of the Holy Objects at the front line was strengthened dozens of times, two Saints personally guarded them, never giving the Border Prison any opportunity to exploit.

A long war continued for an entire day.

Until the bells rang from the sky above.

Rays of light shone down from the gate of Sky City.

Next, the Angel Legion, astonishingly, began to retreat, withdrawing in the midst of joyful songs.

In just a matter of minutes, they had completely disappeared.

After fighting and slaughtering all the way, clearly, the Central City of the Northern District was close at hand...

But when the drones were sent to investigate, they found that the entire Central City was already empty. Whether living or dead, everything had been completely moved to another place.

Soon, flame light rose, explosions occurred one after another.

Right in front of Ji Jue, the entire Central City was blasted to pieces!

Not a single tile was left!

After a busy and costly effort, the divine enemy gained nothing. And it wouldn't take long, after a brief rest, for the legion from Sky City to strike again.

The church adjusted its strategy once more.

To turn this war into a most thorough war of attrition, never giving the Border Prison any chance for replenishment, and one day, to exhaust the entire Border Prison to its last resources!

By then, how could the divine enemy, having nothing, resist the Divine Country?

Facing the mockery of Sky City, the scar on the earth that slowly moved forward showed no hesitation or discouragement, still, slowly moving forward.

The fissure opened wide like a giant mouth.

Chewing, swallowing.

Not disdaining the smallest of mosquito legs, it swallowed the entire ruins of Central City into darkness, meticulously devouring everything, turning the entire Southern Central City into barren ground.

And the speed did not slow down in the slightest, even accelerating again.

Continuing forward.

Not heading towards the heavily guarded Eastern and Western Districts, but following the route, continuing towards the relatively weakly defended Southern District.

Clearly adopting a dismissive stance, using the opponent's plan against them, determined to face off the war of attrition with Sky City to the bitter end.

Attrition it is, who's afraid of whom?!

That arrogant demeanor made countless people tremble with rage, yet, under the gaze of fury, everyone noticed that the once rapidly advancing scar was gradually slowing down.

Finally, it stopped.

It stopped between the Northern and Southern Districts, to be precise, at the center of the four districts, entirely unconcerned with the danger of a surrounding attack from three sides.

Darkness rose, clouds gathered thickly again.

Flames gushed from the ground fissures, surging relentlessly.

As if sitting down to wait for death.

Ignorant of life and death!

But...

"Wait, this position!"

In the Heavenly Eye Hall, the Observer began to sweat: "This isn't right?!"

The exact center of the entire Divine Country's position, precisely lies... directly under Sky City!

"The divine enemy's ambition cannot be underestimated."

Guang Wen, who presided over the Heavenly Eye Hall, slowly spoke: "If things go wrong, the plan to the Southern District might have just been a side task, capturing a little game along the way, regardless of gain or loss having no impact on the overall situation... the divine enemy's ultimate goal might be Sky City!"

"Hahaha, why worry so much, Sir Guang Wen?"

Across the long table, the gluttonous and fat Saint grinned, licking the oil and grease from his fingers with unconcern: "How high is Sky City? More than tens of thousands of miles?

The nine celestial distances partitioned by the Holy God are one thing, the barriers within speak for themselves, even with wings, without the response of the bell of guidance from the church, flying for a lifetime wouldn't bring you even close to Sky City by a fraction."

Moreover, Sky City is blessed by the Holy God, with many Holy Objects, and now all legions guard here, naturally placing them in an undefeated place. If the divine enemy truly wants to come, they would only be walking into a trap, courting death."

"I hope so."

Guang Wen smiled with no further comment, just looking up at the Pope. The Pope remained solemn, pondering for a moment before issuing the order: "Regardless, precautions must be taken, inform Sky City to strengthen its defenses.

We cannot be led by the divine enemy, the whole army prepares, once the heavenly radiance is replenished, launch the attack immediately!"

Guang Wen said nothing more.

In the silence, only the sound of chewing continued to echo.

As if it would endure eternally.

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