While the fierce battle between Yang Gao and the Fusang Army was in full swing, the coalition forces on the other side quietly surrounded Mu Yu's position. Under the night, their steps were steady and orderly, like a black ocean with undercurrents. However, in this solemn atmosphere, a blond boy suddenly appeared in Mu Yu's sight. He was like a burning golden flame, shining in the darkness.
The young man's golden hair was fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were firm and resolute. His stature is not tall, but his aura is as thick as a mountain. He was alone, facing the torrent of coalition forces without any fear. On the contrary, his blazing golden flame seemed to give him endless strength, allowing him to remain standing in the face of danger.
Mu Yu looked at this young man with awe in his heart. Although the golden flames emanating from the boy illuminated everything around him, Mu Yu felt an indescribable warmth. It is a kind of light, a kind of hope, a kind of powerful and deep power.
The young man walked towards Mu Yu slowly, each step felt like he was crossing a world. When he finally stood in front of Mu Yu, the blazing golden flame seemed to burn their hearts together. He looked at Mu Yu with a firm light in his eyes, as if to say: "I won't let you get hurt in any way."
At this moment, the golden flames burning behind the boy turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking the coalition's sight and attack. The young man himself was like a guardian, standing silently in front of Mu Yu, blocking all dangers.
His eyes were firm and cold. He held an exquisite Paulownia bow in his hand. The bow had an elegant streamlined shape and the strings were tight, full of power and majesty. The young man's fingers gently clasped the bowstring. He slightly bent his knees and leaned forward, preparing to shoot arrows that would defeat the enemy.
Suddenly, he loosened the tight bow string, and the bow arrow instantly flew out of the string, piercing the air with a sharp whistling sound. The bow and arrow were golden in color, obviously refined with great care by the young man, and possessed great power. The trajectory of the arrow's flight was like a golden meteor, burning with fire, piercing the sky and shooting straight towards the enemy.
That golden rocket seemed like a divine punishment from heaven, with unparalleled power and heat, like the fury of thunder, tearing apart the coalition array. It exploded among the enemy troops, sending up a huge plume of smoke and flying debris. That shocking scene made every soldier present widen his eyes in horror.
A blond boy stood on the battlefield, like a bright beam of sunshine, illuminating this dark world. His name is Edwin, and although he is young, he has become a legendary hero in the eyes of everyone.
At this moment, he was facing a huge coalition army. This army was numerous, well-equipped, and seemingly indestructible. However, Edwin showed no fear. He stood in the center of the battlefield, as stable as a rock.
He held a Fierce Sun Sword in his hand, and the sword's blade shone with dazzling light, seemingly gathering the endless power of the sun. When the sword is swung out, the Fierce Sun Sword turns into a stream of blazing light, and wherever it touches, the enemy falls down.
The coalition's attacks came like a tide, but Edwin was like an insurmountable mountain, steadily blocking their offensive. His figure flew across the battlefield, and every time he swung his sword, he would take away a piece of the enemy's life.
At the same time, Yang Gao in the distance was also attracted by the fighting here. She is a beautiful girl with long black hair, and her eyes always sparkle with intelligence and curiosity. She saw Edwin on the battlefield, how he single-handedly fought against an entire army.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, it was seen that a huge gap had been torn open in the coalition's array. The surviving soldiers fled in panic, no longer as arrogant as before. The young man stood there, just watching this scene indifferently. The paulownia bow in his hand exuded a faint golden light.
The coalition forces led by the top ten commanders were suspended quietly in the void, and their eyes were all focused on a blond boy. They all exuded strong pressure, as bright as stars, but the blond boy was as calm as water, and seemed not to feel this pressure at all.
Suddenly, the ten commanders all took action, instantly breaking the tranquility of the void. Their figures blurred into ten huge black shadows in the void, which was a blow that they exerted all their strength on. The power in their hands surged out like a torrent, condensing into ten bright beams of light and shooting directly at the blond boy.
The blond boy did not panic, but looked at them quietly. Just when the attack was about to touch him, a huge sun rose behind him. That is not a real sun, but a protective shield formed by power.
The attacks of the ten commanders hit the giant sun, erupting into a powerful energy storm. The entire void was trembling, as if it was about to be torn apart. However, the giant sun remained motionless and blocked all attacks.
A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the top ten commanders. They did not expect that this blond boy was so powerful. Although their attacks were blocked, they did not dissipate, but bounced back, causing backlash on them.
The bodies of the ten commanders were trembling, and their faces turned pale. Although their strength was strong, they were also hurt by this counterattack. Their hearts were filled with horror. The strength of this blond boy had exceeded their imagination.
At that moment, with unparalleled determination and courage, the blond boy led a magnificent battle that shocked the world. His image is like a blazing sun, burning alone on the battlefield, illuminating the darkness of the Union Army.
His blond hair shone in the blazing sun, like gold given life by flames, both fiery and gorgeous. Those blue eyes were like the water in the depths of the Arctic Ocean, cold and deep. His face was as resolute as iron, and he clenched his teeth, as if he was enduring endless pain and pressure.
He waved the blazing sun in his hand as if playing a symphony of life and death. Under his command, the blazing sun seemed to be given life, roaring towards the coalition army. At that moment, light and darkness collided, creating thrilling sparks.
Accompanied by a huge explosion, the scorching sun violently hit the Union Army's position. In an instant, a huge amount of energy was released, like a violent torrent, swallowing up the coalition forces. Their bodies instantly evaporated in the light, as if they had never existed. That scene was like a harbinger of the end of the world, and it made people's hearts palpitate.
The blond boy was still standing there, his figure looking even more lonely and great under the blazing sun. He is like a god, destroying all invaders with his endless power. His existence is like a tragic hymn, singing for those dying lives.
