The bomber with its colossal fuselage had a cockpit as small as an oval-shaped eyeball.
"I remember the first time I saw the bomber, I couldn't understand how such a huge thing could take to the skies with such a small person in such a small space,"
"That's technology," the Reconnaissance Soldier chuckled, "I couldn't understand how Li Changzhou managed that strike just now either."
"The world belongs to your young people now," said Ambition as he looked out the window, the world looking dim through his sunglasses.
Before the Reconnaissance Soldier could say more, he spotted another target and had to focus his attention back on the battlefield.
Li Qianxia watched the bomber as it sometimes slowed down and sometimes sped up.
"Will we make it?" she asked.
"Who knows," Turquoise Pool said, her voice and gaze calm, reflecting the unrest in her heart.
Will they find the "Crown"?
Once found, can they smoothly make the Four Seasons Star Natives surrender?
Has the never-ending 'Slaughter 60% of communicable life forms' plan been effective? Will it be in time?
It was now the wee hours of the fourteenth day; they had two more days left.
Yang Qinglan, his eyes closed and other than his Ruyi tapping against his thin shoulder, appeared to be asleep.
Li Changzhou, his complexion slightly flushed, continued to absorb the essence of the universe.
Little Radish sat at the edge of the auspicious clouds, her legs dangling, gripping the joystick of a bomber between her tender white legs and pretending to pilot the clouds, thoroughly enjoying herself as she imitated the 'Reconnaissance Soldier.'
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Earthlings were moving.
Their destination was clear: them.
Under the lead of the Mage, they had relocated five times already, and each time, the Earthlings accurately changed direction like an unerring arrow.
The Central King stood by a small river, its surface dancing with light bugs, like a cloud of light.
In the ancestral fables, light bugs were the incarnations of the kings of wind and light, the souls of humans after death. Struggling adventurers would follow them to find a way out, butchers would put down their illumined tools...
Countless times, the light bugs played the role of divine messengers in stories, inspiring the protagonists and leading them out of impasses.
Some people saw the faces of deceased relatives, friends, or foes in the light bugs, even conversing with them.
"What should I do?" asked the Central King.
The night breeze blew, and the cloud of light formed by the light bugs drifted off into the distance.
The Central King unconsciously reached out, wanting to hold them back.
She dared not harm the light bugs, only watching as they flew from her hand, followed by the night breeze.
"Kings of wind and light, are you abandoning us too?" her heart was filled with sorrow.
"Trust comes from understanding the essence of things; blind faith is foolish, believing that everything will be fine just because there is a god is the silliest thing," she declared.
The Central King drew her sword, unleashing a full-force attack, surpassing the previous generation of Central Kings with a burst of apricot-yellow energy, her sword light slashing in all directions.
Across the river, the young Martial Saint transformed into an ape, wielding a large stick to meet the charge.
[Zhu Yan]
"Scripture of Mountains and Seas": There exists a beast resembling an ape with a white head and red feet, named Zhu Yan, its appearance heralds great armies."
The storm-like clash of sword light and shadow struck, and the intense repercussions instantly diverted the river.
At this moment, there were ten minutes left until the dawn of the fourteenth day, the darkest time of the day.
By the time the Sun fully opened its eyes, the battle was nearing its end, with only the Guard Captain and the Court Mage remaining close to the Central King—just the three of them.
This was the result of the opponent being very cautious.
Like eating a very spiny fish, the Earthlings were extremely patient, meticulously eating away the fish meat without any risk, only leaving behind these three big balls of bones.
Hou Feng stepped forward.
"Be careful, this person is very strong," said the young Martial Saint as he swallowed an Elixir Pill, his eyes fixed on the Central King, both of them badly hurt.
Hou Feng observed the Central King's daughter.
Apricot yellow long hair, tall, lean, agile body dressed in a flexible light armor blue and gold, around twenty-two years old."
Just out of school on Earth.
"Where's the Crown?" he asked.
"..."
"You can keep silent, but I'll only give you the time of thirty heartbeats," she said coldly as the Fiery Fire Phoenix bathed in flames, ashes fluttering around her, "After thirty heartbeats, we will conduct the most thorough cleansing of this planet."
"We detest killing," Hou Feng said, "and we have no tradition of enslaving others. I'm a high-level official of the Special Warfare Bureau and can represent Xia Country to sign a contract with you promising future peaceful and equal development with Four Seasons Star."
Although he appeared calm on the outside, he was anxious inside.
The Special Warfare Bureau hadn't told Li Changzhou about finding the Central King's daughter.
The reason they were here was to exterminate communicable life forms, and any second, Li Changzhou might arrive!
The Door Plate, signal lights, and summoned soldiers, hardly daring to breathe or blink, vigilantly watched the sky.