North of the battlefield, Zong Cheng was standing on a mound, waiting for the outcome of the battle.
Two people were waiting beside Zong Cheng, while the 30 nanosoldiers from the Yang Clan stood quietly behind him. However, these nanosoldiers who originally belonged to the Yang Clan seemed to have turned a deaf ear to everything happening in the outside world.
"You should be able to succeed this time," someone beside Zong Cheng said to him.
Zong Cheng was not very anxious. Instead, he looked calm and composed. "After spending so much time planning all of this, it would be too depressing if we fail."
"But even if you control Yang Xiaojin, I'm afraid it won't affect the Yang Clan in any way, right?" someone asked, "Can you let her live like a normal person in the Yang Clan?"
"Yes," Zong Cheng said as he glanced at him.
However, the voice did not come from Zong Cheng's mouth. A nanosoldier behind Zong Cheng walked out of the formation with a smile and said, "Han Yang, you don't understand. The Yang Clan doesn't stand much of a chance against Qing Zhen. I'm not too interested in the Yang Clan." Zong Cheng said calmly, "What I want is the power of the Saboteurs behind her. The Saboteurs are currently in the hands of her aunt, so it'll be passed down to her sooner or later. I don't even have to do anything. All I need to do is wait."
These "marionettes" under Zong Cheng's control were all exactly like Zong Cheng himself.
"What about that Ren Xiaosu?" Han Yang wondered, "Do you want him to stay behind?"
Zong Cheng was also a little hesitant. His original plan was to go to Stronghold 88 and find an opportunity to bring Yang Xiaojin out. Then he would use his supernatural marionette technique to control Yang Xiaojin before letting Yang Xiaojin go back to live like a normal person.
But from the beginning, Zong Cheng was not interested in Yang Xiaojin's influence in the Yang Clan. Instead, he was interested in her influence in the Saboteurs.
He was a supernatural being himself, so he knew what it meant for organizations like the Pyro Company and the Saboteurs to gather supernatural beings in the future. They were a force that could truly change the world.
Zong Cheng, on the other hand, didn't need to spend too much effort. Just Yang Xiaojin alone was enough to move the entire mob.
However, Ren Xiaosu had appeared out of nowhere. When he first learned that Ren Xiaosu was Zhang Jinglin's student, he was overjoyed. If the successor of Stronghold 178 fell into his hands, the Soong Clan would be like a tiger that had grown wings in the future.
Zong Cheng loved his superpower too much. He was like a hand that controlled everything from behind the scenes. He could easily obtain the status and power of others and control them like puppets.
However, Wang Congyang said that Ren Xiaosu did not seem to have a good relationship with Zhang Jinglin. This made Zong Cheng a little hesitant. He knew Wang Congyang might not be telling the truth, but even Zong Cheng was skeptical. If Zhang Jinglin really treated Ren Xiaosu as the successor of Stronghold 178, then Ren Xiaosu was too young. Furthermore, could Ren Xiaosu convince the masses?
Back then, Zhang Jinglin had stayed in Stronghold 178 for more than a decade before he was able to convince the masses. Since he was a member of Stronghold 178, everyone had a greater sense of identity with him.
But Ren Xiaosu was different. Ren Xiaosu was still considered an outsider to the current Stronghold 178.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Zong Cheng still felt that Ren Xiaosu's current value was obviously not as high as Yang Xiaojin's.
Yang Xiaojin and the Saboteurs' leader were related by blood. Moreover, Yang Xiaojin was recognized as the successor of the Saboteurs.
"Han Yang, you go too. It's best if you can keep Ren Xiaosu alive. If not, just kill him," Zong Cheng said calmly.
Even if he could only get Yang Xiaojin, it would still be a success.
…
The team led by Jin Lan only had a few dozen people. In the end, they could not stop the northern bandits' torrent of motorcycles.
As Zhang Yiheng was walking, he suddenly stopped beside Ren Xiaosu.
He looked at Ren Xiaosu, who was still panting on Yan Liuyuan's back, and said, "Boss, I'm going too."
With that, Zhang Yiheng suddenly turned around and said, "Brothers of Team Two, follow me!"
The group of people laughed and walked towards the bandits. "We can't just let Jin Lan show his face, can we?"
Zhang Yiheng asked, "Do y 'all blame me? If I hadn't gone back to the stronghold to bring y' all here, y 'all might not have died today."
Someone said, "There doesn't seem to be any meaning to living like that."
Zhang Yiheng smiled and said, "It's indeed meaningless."
"I wonder where they'll go after they die. Underground?" a bandit asked curiously as he checked his gun.
"I don't know. In any case, I'll have to study more in my next life and master a craft. Look at that old punk, Xu Jinyuan. In the end, that woman took a fancy to him just because he knew how to build houses. She dragged him into her house every day." Zhang Yiheng scolded jokingly, "I'll have to learn how to build houses in my next life too."
"I wonder if I'll get to meet Boss again in my next life?"
"I should be able to make it in time."
"Can anyone compose a poem for this situation?!"
"Hahaha, who the fuck knows how to do that?"
These people had never gone to school their entire lives. Back in town, only the wealthy families could send their children to school. The consortiums would send them to factories and coal mines.
It was because they could not stand the dark life that they became bandits. Now that they had seen the light and hope, they had to die with some dignity.
Suddenly, the sound of a sniper rifle rang out from a distant mound. A motorcycle in the convoy of motorcycles suddenly turned into a huge fireball.
Following that, one motorcycle after another turned into fireballs. Yang Xiaojin was once again trying to use her best ability to dominate the battlefield.
But there were too many bandits, and they were still closing in!
Zhang Yiheng turned around and looked at Ren Xiaosu's back. He roared, "Motherfucker, I'm Zhang Yiheng! I'm a hero too! "
Zhang Yiheng did not know why he was shouting his own name. He just felt that this was probably the most glorious moment of his life.
From now on, it was no longer Zhang Yiheng who needed this world, but the world that needed him. At this moment, Zhang Yiheng stood up and did not take a step back.
Yan Liuyuan did not look back. He did his best to carry Ren Xiaosu on his back as he ran west. Every single nanomachine in his body was wailing as they were overwhelmed. Yan Liuyuan was overdrawing his potential.
"Bro, does this world not want to see us live a good life?" Yan Liuyuan panted.
"We've clearly already left the stronghold.
"We're clearly going into hiding and not dealing with them anymore, so why is it still like this?"
Yan Liuyuan asked blankly as he ran with Ren Xiaosu on his back, "Bro, is this the tragedy of this era?"
He did not feel sad for Jin Lan and the others because he had never interacted with them before.
He also did not think these people were heroic because he had seen even more heroic scenes.
But it seemed like this era was not going to let everyone live a good life.
In this chaotic world, wanting to live a good life was just a dream.
Ren Xiaosu was just a teenager. He did not understand why Zhang Jinglin was tired of war, nor did he understand why Qing Zhen and Li Shentan would fight to the death with their enemies.
But he and Yan Liuyuan suddenly understood that the reason why this chaotic world was called chaotic was because no one could be spared from it.
If one did not have enough power, they would not be able to build their dream country.
Before they had absolute power, everything else was just wishful thinking.
Over the past month, Ren Xiaosu was fascinated by everything that happened in this valley.
In his 17 years of struggling and suffering, he had never seen such a beautiful thing being born from his own hands.
So even though all of this felt so surreal, he was willing to give up his rationality and believe that it was all real.
Today was just like any other day, just like every other day in the past.
When the bullets from the battlefield came, they all disappeared.
Yan Liuyuan did not dare to use his curse power because Ren Xiaosu was on his back. Right now, Yan Liuyuan was not sure if he could carry Ren Xiaosu to avoid the backlash. If the backlash affected Ren Xiaosu, it would be over for him.
Ren Xiaosu's weak voice came from behind, "Put me down."
Yan Liuyuan pursed his lips and did not say anything as he continued running.
The sniper gunshots sounded like artillery fire, but there were too many bandits in the north. They had already broken through the blockade of firepower and were now in front of Zhang Yiheng!
Ren Xiaosu said in a trembling voice, "Liuyuan, put me down."
He struggled on Yan Liuyuan's back, but the pain was still numbing his nerves. Although the pain was gradually subsiding, he was still helpless at this moment.
At this moment, the northern bandits circled around the position that Zhang Yiheng and the others were defending. They split into two groups, with one group rushing in the direction of the sniper bullets while the other group chased after Yan Liuyuan and the others.
The remaining northern bandits numbered around 400, and Zhang Yiheng's group of bandits simply couldn't contend against them.
When Zhang Yiheng saw the bandits circling around them, he panicked. "Stop right there! Come and kill me! "
But the bandits did not care about them at all.
When Yan Liuyuan saw that the bandits were about to reach them, no one would be able to stop them.
Five plum blossoms suddenly flew out of Jiang Wu's arm, and the dark red plum blossoms split into five petals.
In the violent wind, Jiang Wu's petals flew towards the bandits like blades.
But there were too few petals. They were not enough.
After a petal flew towards a bandit and severed his life, it turned into a red glow and disappeared. There were still several hundred bandits left.
Jiang Wu gritted her teeth. Another three plum blossoms bloomed on the plum blossom pattern on her arm and fluttered in the air.
It was still not enough. At this moment, she wanted to learn from the others and burn her life away.
Wang Yuchi pulled her back and said calmly, "Teacher, we're still here."
Then Wang Yuchi picked up his gun and got ready to charge forward.
At this moment, another group of bandits was charging in Yang Xiaojin's direction. Yang Xiaojin was a sniper, so it was impossible for her to kill so many bandits in a short amount of time.
But Yan Liuyuan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and said to Jiang Wu, "Teacher Jiang, carry my brother on your back and continue walking forward. Don't look back."
After that, he placed Ren Xiaosu on Jiang Wu's back and walked towards the battlefield and disaster by himself.
Sister Xiaoyu shouted at the top of her lungs from behind, "Liuyuan, what are you trying to do?!"
Yan Liuyuan said calmly, "Uncle Fugui, take Sister Xiaoyu and leave."
Sister Xiaoyu struggled to break free from Wang Fugui's grip, but Wang Fugui was also in extreme pain.
He did not know what Yan Liuyuan was trying to do, but he knew he could not let go. If he did, something might happen to Li Xiaoyu as well.
Sister Xiaoyu cried out, "Liuyuan, come back! What are you trying to do?!"
Yan Liuyuan turned around and said to Sister Xiaoyu with a smile, "I want my sorrow to become the sorrow of this era."
After saying that, Yan Liuyuan walked forward. This era should be decaying, but a new era would definitely arrive.
How strong would one have to be to establish that era of hope? Yan Liuyuan did not know, but he felt that Ren Xiaosu should be able to do it.
Dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and the land in the distance started to wail.
In the era of the rise of the gods, it was as though the gods had returned.
Yan Liuyuan walked step by step towards the bandits that were charging at him. Suddenly, a gray fog wrapped around him like an evil dragon that represented disaster.
The beast with its heart bound was roaring angrily at this era.
In the past, Yan Liuyuan was like a harmless boy-next-door. Later on, he mastered the power of wishes and curses.
No one knew what he could do, and no one knew the limits of his curses.
Now, he cursed the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. As a result, the earth really cracked.
As Yan Liuyuan had overdrawn his strength, the illusory willpower in his mind suddenly felt like a thorn, giving him a splitting headache.
In the end, two streams of tears of blood flowed down his cheeks.
"Mhm, I won't die," Yan Liuyuan said softly. He did not feel any sorrow in his heart. He just wanted this old era to be buried with the world.
Big Bro, it's my turn to protect you and the new era that's about to come. Yan Liuyuan said softly.
In the distance, the earth's crust that had been restless all this time suddenly erupted with a huge amount of energy. Cracks suddenly appeared on the ground and started spreading. It was just like the crack in the Jing Mountains that was strong enough to split the stronghold apart. In just an instant, the crack arrived in front of the bandits.
It was almost identical.
This was the mighty power of nature that Yan Liuyuan had witnessed with his own eyes. Now, he was going to unleash it.
The crack was like a knife that cut a ravine in the ground. There was a rumbling sound between heaven and earth as though the world was about to shatter.
The crack came all the way in front of the bandits and forcefully trapped them in an invincible abyss.
Beneath the abyss was endless darkness. When the wind from the wilderness blew in, it was as though there was a wild beast living down there.
However, the crack did not stop there. It continued shooting all the way north. Yan Liuyuan did not see anything in the north. He only felt that there was something very disgusting there that needed to be erased from this world.
Zong Cheng, who was in the north, saw this from afar. He was scared out of his wits because he did not expect such a powerful supernatural being to exist in this world!
"Run!" Zong Cheng's composure was no longer there. He frantically tried to dodge to the side, but the crack seemed to be chasing after him. There was no way he could avoid it.
But Zong Cheng slowly realized that the crack was just an aftershock. He was too far away from the battlefield, so even if Yan Liuyuan attacked him with all his might, he would not be able to kill Zong Cheng who was several kilometers away.
The crack slowly came to a stop before the abyss slowly closed up.
Zong Cheng felt a deep chill in his heart. He led the nanosoldiers and fled north.
He could not have expected that the bandits who were charging in the direction of Yang Xiaojin and Ren Xiaosu would be buried alive by this ravine!
Yang Xiaojin looked up from her scope at the young man who had summoned the natural disaster.
Zhang Yiheng and the others stared blankly at the sight of the sky changing color. They had survived?
Was this … was this the power of a god?
Meanwhile, Yan Liuyuan stood quietly as he waited for the backlash.
Since the curse was a natural disaster, the backlash would also be a natural disaster.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the west. It sounded like thousands of horses were galloping. Yan Liuyuan realized that the flood was coming.
Yan Liuyuan used the last of his strength to shout at Wang Fugui and the others, "Run to higher ground!"
Then he slowly sat down on the ground weakly. The nanomachines' energy had been depleted, and he no longer had the ability to avoid the backlash after overdrawing his strength to complete the curse. He could only wait for the judgment of fate.
Every late spring, the flood in the valley would come as expected.
At that time, a new river would form in the valley, and most of the valley would be changed by the flood.
However, this year's flood seemed to have come a few days earlier.
The overwhelming flood converged upstream and then flowed down like an avalanche, reaching the valley in the blink of an eye.
Yan Liuyuan could already hear the sound of trees breaking upstream. He turned his head and looked upstream. The flood was like a high wall that was coming at them from all directions.
But he suddenly saw Ren Xiaosu break free from Jiang Wu's back. Sister Xiaoyu also broke free from Wang Fugui's hand that was holding her arm.
He saw everyone running up the slope, but Ren Xiaosu and Sister Xiaoyu were running towards him with all their might. Yan Liuyuan was stunned. "Bro …"
The peak of the flood had arrived. Wang Fugui and the others, who were upstream, did not have time to dodge and were swept into the waves. The plum blossom branch on Jiang Wu's arm suddenly extended and materialized. The long plum blossom branch wrapped around everyone and swept them downstream.
When Ren Xiaosu heard the sound of the flood behind him, he knew he might not make it in time. So Yan Liuyuan heard Ren Xiaosu roar, "City Crusher!"
A second later, Ren Xiaosu sped up again and arrived in front of Yan Liuyuan. The peak of the flood was just a body's length behind him.
But something unexpected happened again. A supernatural being suddenly appeared on the mound to the north. It was Zong Cheng's subordinate, Han Yang!
In an instant, Han Yang raised his arm and a bright red spear appeared in his palm. When the spear left his hand, Yan Liuyuan said anxiously, "Bro, dodge it!"
That spear seemed to have transcended the boundaries of life.
Ren Xiaosu also knew there was danger behind him, but he ignored it and grabbed Yan Liuyuan's and Sister Xiaoyu's arms before City Crusher ended and threw them towards the shore. Sister Xiaoyu fell to the ground and fainted.
In the air, Yan Liuyuan saw the sharp red spear pierce through the right side of Ren Xiaosu's abdomen.
The long flood divided the north and south into two worlds. Meanwhile, Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan were looking at each other across the River of Spacetime. Ren Xiaosu's abdomen was bleeding profusely, but Ren Xiaosu seemed fine. He smiled at Yan Liuyuan and said, "You're not allowed to die."
Then with a loud bang, Ren Xiaosu was washed away by the flood and disappeared into the murky river.
"Bro, wait for me!" Yan Liuyuan cried out. He wanted to get up and chase after Ren Xiaosu downstream, but the moment he stood up, he collapsed weakly and fainted.
Suddenly, a pack of wolves headed north from the south. The alpha wolf ignored the torrential flood and charged in Yan Liuyuan's direction. When it reached Yan Liuyuan's side, it suddenly picked up Sister Xiaoyu and Yan Liuyuan with its mouth and left.
The moment they left, the flood drowned the spot where they had been standing.
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