He leaned forward and finally put Ningxue down. The power that had been protecting Ningxue's body all this time, and he had not withdrawn it no matter what, was now completely withdrawn. In an instant, his eyes became frighteningly cold once again. He stared at the crowd in front of him, and a terrifying red light flashed in his eyes and on the back of his left hand …
The madly running cavalry suddenly felt that the air seemed to have become a little hot, and then immediately became scorching hot. This sudden change was completed in a second. In the next second, the originally dark sky suddenly sprinkled down a large amount of red light, and the ground was reflected in a faint red color. They subconsciously looked up, and were surprised to find that the sky had turned red without them noticing. It was like the fiery clouds that would only appear in the dusk.
If it was said to be the color of the fiery clouds at first, then in the blink of an eye, it had become like burning charcoal. An oppressive aura shrouded the ground, and all the warhorses stopped running. They were restless, and no matter how the cavalry reprimanded them, it was useless. At this moment, the weather changed, and countless flames appeared in the burning sky. The flames that filled the sky were like huge meteorites, and they fell from the sky with an aura that could destroy everything, smashing into the chaotic crowd below …
The flames that filled the sky covered the entire cavalry, and also covered a small half of the city guards behind them. They raised their heads, and the large flames grew bigger and bigger in their eyes, getting closer and closer … That was the last light in their lives …
The flames fell to the ground, and instantly created a fiery purgatory that stretched for hundreds of meters. The crowd and the horses howled in pain, rolled around, and fled in all directions … The flames drowned the ground, and screams resounded through the sky, and spread to the distant Tianfeng City, causing the entire Tianfeng City to be filled with an aura of terror. All of them walked out of their rooms, and looked at the flames in the west, and the rain of fire that continued to fall, dumbfounded.
The flames continued to fall from the sky, as if there was no end to it. The red flames reflected a hint of red on Ye Wuchen's pale face. He smiled again, and with a mocking smile and a contemptuous gaze, he mocked their lowliness.
"So beautiful … This is the meteor shower that big brother made. It's really … so beautiful." Ningxue stared at the sky in a daze. At this moment, the only things in her world were her brother, who was tightly leaning against her, and the incomparably gorgeous meteor shower that seemed to come from beyond the heavens. She couldn't feel the pungent burning smell or the deafening screams. She knew that this might be the last beautiful scenery of their lives. To be able to enjoy it with her brother, she was infinitely satisfied, without any regrets.
The calamitous flames of despair continued to fall and burn, burning countless lives. There were very few people in the Tianchen Continent who had a magic constitution, and even fewer people who could cast large-scale magic spells. However, every one of them could be a disaster on the battlefield. The "Meteor Shower" that Ye Wuchen performed with the last of his strength was reduced in power, expanded in range, and burned mercilessly …
From the high observation deck, one could clearly see the huge flames in the distance without a telescope. At that moment, Feng Lie's heart, throat … Every part of his body felt like it was blocked by something. It was so oppressive that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't make a sound. Even his trembling was so stiff and powerless.
"I … What kind of enemy did I provoke …"
When he was young, he had personally led the army to the battlefield so many times, how could he not experience the killing of magic? But he had never seen such a disastrous magic. After trembling, he was still rejoicing. Rejoicing that because of Ye Shuiyao, he was exposed in front of his eyes. Otherwise, in a few years or ten years, not to mention his Dafeng Nation, even in the whole Tianchen Continent, how many people could stop him?
Everyone could see that Ye Wuchen, who was forced into the Broken Soul Abyss, must be the last ray of light in his despair. It was so dazzling that people couldn't look at it directly.
"Plop", Ye Wuchen fell to the ground with a sneer, and no longer moved. The red light on his body also completely faded, and his body was as cold as ice. Ningxue tightly grasped his hand. There was no fear, and there were no tears. In her heart, there was only warmth that almost melted.
With the fall of Ye Wuchen, the meteor rain that covered the sky finally stopped, but the sea of fire still continued, and the screams became smaller and smaller. It was unknown how many people couldn't bear the burning pain in the fire, and committed suicide. In the chaotic army, there were chaotic people all around. Even if they wanted to escape, there was no way to escape. Instead, they were stepping on each other to escape.
The burning feeling began to fade bit by bit, and the flames also began to slowly fade. This disaster finally retracted its fangs, but for those who were at the back and didn't get hurt, this scene was shocking, and the young man who was covered in blood, holding a girl in his arms, they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
Yue Handong couldn't describe his feelings at the moment. He had been looking at the raging sea of fire in front of him, and couldn't say a word for a long time. In the face of this kind of miraculous disaster, even if these "mortals" had great talent, no matter how great their strategies were, they still couldn't change it. The only thing they could do was wait for destruction.
Finally, the flames began to spread everywhere, and the huge army in front of them became charred corpses that covered the ground, releasing a pungent burnt smell. Some of them had even been burnt to a crisp, and not even their bones were left. The wind scattered them.
A hand patted his shoulder, and Yue Handong turned around. He was immediately startled, and saluted: "Your Highness … Your Highness, why did you come here? You are injured, and this place is too dangerous, or …"
Feng Ling shook his head with a lonely expression, and said: "Let's go. Tell the warriors not to act rashly, he already doesn't have the strength to struggle."
Yue Handong nodded, and asked in fear: "Just who is this person …"
"He is a member of the Yeh family … Ye Nu's grandson." Feng Ling sighed, and then walked forward.
Yue Handong's whole body trembled … His surname was Ye, so he was actually the son of the Yeh family in Tenryū Province! No wonder the emperor didn't hesitate to go to war. If he escaped this time, not to mention the emperor, even he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep in peace. It was as if there was a terrifying thorn in his heart.
Stepping on the charred corpses and the burnt ground, the surviving army began to surge forward. However, their speed was much slower than before, and their footsteps were also much heavier. Other than Feng Ling and Yue Handong, there was no one riding a horse. A huge fire had buried five thousand cavalrymen in a sea of fire, and not a single one survived. The corpses of the city guards were countless, and they were piled up like a mountain.
"Cher … Help me up …" Ye Wuchen, who had collapsed on the ground, said with a weak voice. He had finally recovered a little strength.
Ningxue used all her strength to support his cold body, and used her thin shoulders to support him. She was so tired that she was gasping for breath. Ye Wuchen called out the Star Slashing Sword, and supported his body. He used his weak arms to hold her in his arms, and coldly looked at the crowd that was constantly approaching.
The only thing that could save them now was a miracle. However, the reason why a miracle was called a miracle was because it was almost impossible for it to happen. He didn't expect a miracle to happen, and the last escape route had already been firmly blocked by the Soul Breaking Abyss.
"Xue 'er, are you afraid?"
"I'm not afraid, not at all." Ningxue used all her strength to lean her body against him.
"But … I'm afraid … After I die, who will protect big sister? Where will Oculum go? What will happen to Little Rourou? What will happen to your Big Sister Meng?"
It had been a long time since he came to Tianchen Continent, and he was no longer alone. He didn't fear his own life and death, but he couldn't let go of the people he cared about.
Ningxue's eyes turned red again. She clenched her small hands and said while sobbing, "Big brother, it's all my fault …"
Ye Wuchen smiled and gently stroked her hair. "How could it be … Your big brother is useless. He actually let you be taken away by them … Do you still remember what I said to you? You are half my life. Even if I lose everything … I can't let you be hurt. "
"I remember … I remember …" Ningxue's tears fell like rain, and she was already sobbing. How could she not remember? These were the warmest words she had ever heard, and she would never forget them for the rest of her life.
"So, don't say such things to big brother in the future, okay?" Ye Wuchen said gently. His trembling hand reached out to her face and wiped away her tears.
"Okay!" Ningxue nodded her head vigorously, and pressed her small hand on his, feeling his cold warmth.
The crowd was getting closer and closer, and the one in front was Feng Ling. Ye Wuchen panted softly, "Cher, let's say goodbye to Oculum together, okay?"
He raised his head and looked at the distant horizon. He took a deep breath and used all his strength and will to release a deafening roar.
"Oculum … Bring big sister home … Wait for me to come back …"
"Oculum … Bring big sister home … Wait for me to come back …"
"Oculum … Bring big sister home … Wait for me to come back …"
The three shouts used up all the strength he had just accumulated, and he almost couldn't stand still. His voice was hoarse and long, and it spread far and wide, as if it reached the end of the sky. He was saying goodbye to Oculum, and it was also giving her hope. Otherwise, after he died, she would definitely become the Lady of Heavenly Punishment again, and the hatred would make her more cruel than 20 years ago. So, he asked her to 'wait for him to come back', to wait … Wait forever …
When he finished speaking, the huge crowd had already stopped about 20 meters in front of him. The eyes of these city guards fell on the man who was covered in blood and could no longer stand steadily. Their faces were filled with all kinds of expressions. The girl beside him didn't have any injuries on her body. She buried her head in his chest, and didn't even look at them. They couldn't believe that he was holding this girl, and brought them unbearable fear time and time again, but this girl was unharmed.
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