In this huge military facility, various urgent orders and intelligence are constantly flowing, and every decision affects the fate of millions of people around the world. Now, the atmosphere here is more tense than ever, because a new threat has emerged.
Yuanyuan, the child who was considered to bring destruction to the world, her existence is no longer a secret.
The senior leaders of the coalition were sitting at the huge long table in the conference room, and everyone looked worried. They knew that this seemingly harmless little girl had hidden power that could destroy the world.
"We must take action." A general said seriously, "We cannot let Yuanyuan stay in this world. The power in her will lead this world to destruction."
His words were full of determination and decisiveness, which they must have as those responsible for protecting the world. They know that Yuanyuan's power is huge and deadly. This power should not be controlled by anyone, especially those who seek to use it for evil.
"Let's act." The other general's eyes flashed with a cold light, "We must act as soon as possible, and we cannot give this girl any chance."
Their decision was made out of protection of the world and concern for the future of mankind. They know that this action may bring countless sacrifices, but they also understand that it is necessary. Because of Yuanyuan's power, if it falls into the hands of the wrong person, the consequences will be disastrous.
The masters of the feudal realm are like a group of cheetahs, fierce and mighty. They received orders from their respective holy places, with determination shining in their eyes. At this decisive moment, the masters gathered together like a group of beasts about to pounce on their prey.
Behind them are their respective holy places, places full of faith and hope. Every holy place represents a strength, a belief, and a mission. At this moment, these holy places jointly issued orders and launched an attack in the direction of Yuanyuan.
The horn of attack reverberated in the air, and every master felt the exciting atmosphere. They held their weapons tightly and exuded a strong fighting spirit. They took firm steps, like chains, and moved forward.
The air was filled with the smoke of war, and Yuanyuan's direction became the focus of everyone's attention. Her power was so powerful, but at this moment, she seemed so lonely and helpless.
Mu Yu's face suddenly turned pale, like pear blossoms knocked down by frost, and his eyes revealed deep helplessness and fear. He never thought that the attack from the masters of the Border Realm would be so fierce and deadly. He was like a hare being targeted by a hunter, with nowhere to escape or hide.
His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. His body was shaking, every cell trembling with fear. He looked at Yuanyuan, his eyes full of worry and reluctance. He didn't want, he didn't want this sister he had known for a short time, this sister who was like the bright moon shining in the night sky in his heart, to be harmed in the slightest.
The attacks from the masters of the Border Realm came like a violent storm, and Mu Yu knew that he could not resist them.
But Mu Yu still rushed forward!
Mu Yu was like a wild lone wolf, knowing that the coalition forces in front of him was an uncrossable chasm, but he still charged forward without hesitation. His figure looked particularly firm in the afterglow of the setting sun, a sign of unyielding determination.
At this critical moment, two powerful forces suddenly appeared beside Mu Yu. Those were Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao. Like guardian angels, they stood in front of Mu Yu and faced the frontier attack from the coalition forces.
Walking in the white night, like a ghost under the moon, with a cold and tenacious temperament. His swordsmanship is like a dream, and every swing of his sword can force the enemy into a desperate situation. Ruan Tianxiao, on the other hand, is like a mountain, calm and powerful. His punches are like thunder, and every blow is like hitting the heart, making people palpitate.
Their appearance instantly ignited the blood and passion at the scene. Mu Yu, Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao fought side by side, like three sharp swords, piercing the Allied Forces position. Their cooperation was flawless, like warriors who had been tempered for thousands of times, showing absolute tacit understanding and trust.
Although the attacks from the Fengjiang Realm were powerful and violent, the joint defense of Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao was like an indestructible barrier, blocking all those attacks. Their strength, their tenacity, and their determination were all clearly demonstrated at this moment.
Mu Yu, on the other hand, stabbed the enemy with his sword under their protection. As his sword danced, he took away the lives of enemies one after another. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, piercing the dark sky and illuminating the road ahead.
Their battle was like the final madness, pouring out all their strength. Don't ask for results, just ask for your life to burn brighter at this last moment.
His face was covered with a white mask, like the cold god of death, standing in the boundless night. His eyes were deep and cold, as if there was endless ice hidden in them, which was intimidating.
He rushed forward and instantly turned into a white lightning, piercing the center of the coalition army. His figure looked extremely sharp in the moonlight, like a cold wind of death sweeping across the battlefield. His blade drew arcs in the night sky, taking away a life with every swing. His figure danced in the blood, like the god of death reaping the world.
The soldiers of the Union Army fell one after another in front of Mu Yu, their formations were torn apart under Mu Yu's impact, and fear spread in their hearts. Mu Yu's mask shone coldly in the moonlight, and there was no pity or sympathy in his eyes, only endless coldness and determination.
His figure left a deep mark on the battlefield. That was where he walked, and that was the mark of his massacre. His blade shone with a cold light in the moonlight. That was the direction in which he swung, and that was the proof of his killing.
Mu Yu rushed into the coalition army like a god of death, killing all sides. His figure looked even sharper in the moonlight, and his blade drew a deeper arc in the night sky. Union soldiers fell in front of him, their formations torn apart under his impact.
At that moment, Mu Yu was like the God of Death himself, rushing into the coalition army and killing everyone. His existence is like an unsolvable nightmare, making all enemies feel fearful and helpless. His figure floated in the night like an untouchable ghost. And his mask is like a face of death, mocking all life.
