And in that instant!!
Fang Qingyu’s eyes erupted with a terrifying ferocity! Weakness? Intense pain? At this mont, all were suppressed by the instinct to survive and an overwhelming killing intent!!
Facing the relentless giant fist of destruction, seizing this mont, he transford into a thunderbolt that surged upward! Faster than before! The target was the wrist joint of the giant fist from the furnace beast!
"Returning to Silence!!"
The power condensed on the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash was not the strongest, but extrely concentrated! The blade, like a drill, fiercely stabbed into the joint gap ford by thick bearings and sakura flesh.
"Pfft!"
The blade penetrated precisely. Although it didn’t completely sever, the intense pain caused the action of the furnace beast’s smashing to halt abruptly!
Now is the ti!
Leveraging the recoil, Fang Qingyu’s body made an unbelievable turn in the air! Like a projectile shot out, the target was the wound on the side of the furnace beast’s abdon, burning with black fla!!
"Blow up for !!!"
Fang Qingyu infused all his strength into the blade of the Dragon Sparrow Calamity-Slaying Blade! The black fla and Golden Pattern compressed to the extre, like a lit fuse of explosives, fiercely stabbed deep into the massive wound!
"Boom——!!!!!!"
This explosion didn’t co from the outside but erupted from within the furnace beast’s body!
The black fla, as if injected with fuel, instantly spread frantically within its massive body, blazing! The energy of the Golden Pattern, like tiny bombs, triggered a chain reaction of explosions within its decaying flesh and twisted tal structure!
"Aaaaaah——!!"
The furnace beast let out the most piercing and painful wail ever heard!
Its massive body swelled and twisted violently as if it were an ignited ammunition depot! The dark red furnace core’s light flickered wildly, unstable, and finally, with a "crack," it was covered with cracks, and the light completely dimd.
Its wildly swinging giant arms, as if the sinews and bones were extracted, fell powerlessly, hitting the ground with a heavy thud, splattering mud everywhere.
The massive body wobbled like a drunk giant, finally collapsing with an unwilling wail, like the snapping of tal!!
Inside the force field, the ferocious roars and destructive impacts abruptly ceased.
Only the rustling of rain washing over the ruins remained, along with the suppressed gasps and groans of the survivors.
Fang Qingyu landed beside the collapsed monster’s corpse, leaning on the Dragon Sparrow Calamity-Slaying Blade, slightly panting, the black fla on his body slowly dissipating.
In the distance, Qin Hui and Old Qiao looked at the fallen beast, then at the figure standing with the blade in hand, their eyes filled with shock and awe, but they didn’t say much, instead imdiately bowing their heads, carefully tending to the team mber pierced by steel reinforcent.
"Shout for all dical teams outside to co in! Quick!" Qin Hui shouted.
The rain continued to fall.
Washing over this land that had just endured two hellish battles, washing away the blood of the fallen, and washing the muddy faces of the survivors with relief.
The force field barrier began to beco extrely unstable, flickering with a dim light, shattering like glass into countless light particles, finally dissipating into the air.
But it no longer mattered.
They had held the ground.
The overwhelming sound of rain and noise from outside surged inside instantly.
"The force field is lifted! dical team! Quick! Get in!!" The hoarse voice of the scarred captain, nearly breaking with the effort, echoed like a signal flare from outside.
Almost the sa second the barrier disappeared, a figure soaked in blood, with a hideous, twisted scar on his face, charged in first like a mad tiger! It was the scarred captain! He didn’t pay any attention to the fallen beast, his bloodshot eyes frantically scanning the ruins like searchlights, instantly locking onto the figure leaning on the blade, slightly panting, beside the monster’s corpse.
"Fang Qingyu!!!"
The scarred captain roared, with mud and blood all over him, charging at Fang Qingyu like a cannonball. He rushed too eagerly, stumbled over a piece of twisted tal, and almost fell, sliding to his knees in front of Fang Qingyu.
He suddenly lifted his head, his eyes bloodshot and nearly popping out, fixed on Fang Qingyu, with indescribable emotions boiling inside, like molten lava...
Was it the ecstatic joy of surviving a great ordeal? The enormous sorrow of fallen comrades? An indescribable gratitude towards this young man in front of him, and the guilt and remorse that almost scorched his soul!
The next second.
Before Fang Qingyu could react, in the stunned eyes of all the dical team mbers and reservists who had just rushed in!
Captain Scar, this tough guy with an iron-willed character and a ferocious scar on his face, this temporary commander who was just outside lining up to face death, unexpectedly and without hesitation, used all his strength to smash his forehead fiercely against the muddy, cold ground!
"Dong!!!"
The dull sound clearly drowned out the sound of the rain.
"Brother Fang!!!" Captain Scar’s voice carried a sob, hoarsely shouting, each word seed to be clawed out from his throat, mixed with blood foam, "Much gratitude can’t be expressed in words!! I, Zhao Tiezhu of the ’Viper’ squad..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Fang Qingyu stepped forward and forcibly helped the emotional Zhao Tiezhu up, saying in a deep voice, "Save people first, treating the wounded is the priority, everything else, we can talk about later."
Zhao Tiezhu looked at Fang Qingyu’s face, nodded heavily, wiped the rain and tears from his face, turned and rushed toward his team mbers’ position, hoarsely shouting, "Everyone stop standing around! Anyone who can move, help lift the wounded, clear the passage, let the dical team through, hurry!"
Amidst his shouts, the others wiped away their tears, forcibly enduring the sorrow and exhaustion, silently and swiftly plunging into the rescue and clearing work.
The rain gradually subsided, but the sky remained gloomy.
The convoy from the Divine Managent Bureau finally arrived, with subsequent support forces arriving in succession, beginning to take over the site, sealing it off, clearing, recording.
Qin Hui and Old Qiao ca over.
They were just as battered; Qin Hui’s arm had a wound from corrosion, which had been given ergency treatnt, wrapped in a bandage.
"All were saved, except for a few who couldn’t be helped early on." Old Qiao’s voice was a bit hoarse, pointing at several spots covered by white sheets.
"Mm, mission accomplished." Fang Qingyu nodded, his voice sowhat low, carrying the exhaustion after battle, "Leave the aftermath to them, let’s... withdraw."
Qin Hui and Old Qiao exchanged a glance, silently following.
Qi Hao and Lv Chen quickly regrouped.
The car door closed with a "bang," completely isolating the torrential rain outside, the piercing sirens, the shouts of rescuers, and the battlefield rife with the sll of smoke, blood, and disinfectant.
The inside of the vehicle instantly plunged into a peculiar, heavily exhausted tranquility.
Fang Qingyu leaned on the innermost seat, slightly tilting his head back, eyes closed.
His face was still pale, with residue of mud and dried blood on his forehead; his breathing seed sowhat heavier than usual.
The aftereffects of the forced burst and the sense of weakness post-Blood Burst washed over him like tidal waves, making him just want to sink into darkness and rest well.
No one in the car spoke.
Only the low, steady hum of the engine, the monotonous sound of the wipers rhythmically swaying left and right on the windshield, and the blurred rain-shrouded world outside.
The silence continued.
Until—
The car’s built-in communication radio, after a brief static noise, broadcasted a clear, calm, emotionless female voice:
[Notice: The wide-range Sinful Embryo Level Life Ghost fluctuations in Qingjian City have been dealt with... Thank you to all combat personnel who participated in this operation...]
The voice echoed unusually clear in the quiet compartnt.
This flat announcent was like an invisible key, with a "click," unlocking the heavy oppressive layer within the vehicle.
Fang Qingyu, who had kept his eyes closed, slowly opened them at the end of the broadcast.
In those deep, profound eyes reflected the flowing, rain-washed blurry city lights outside the window.
No ecstasy, no excitent, just a kind of fatigue as if, after a long journey, finally reaching the other shore and... a sense of closure.
It was over.
This sudden disaster, which devoured countless elite squads and lined up nurous reservists to face death, had finally drawn to a close.
They ca, they saw, they... ended it.
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