Chapter 590 Spiritual Support
Chapter 590 Spiritual Support
With a lollipop in her hand, Ronawa calmly answered Han Yu's question, giving Lei Ying her full approval.
During the few days that Ronawa protected Lei Ying, the food Lei Ying prepared for the Death Ruler was incredibly diverse. From desserts to curry rice, including dishes from the renowned chef of the Winter Solstice at the Fuguo Manor, the variety was dazzling, and the taste was simply superb!
"Now that you're back, then I..." The white-haired ronawa floated in mid-air, still wanting to eat a little more.
Lei Ying was also a little reluctant to part with him, feeling that this Death Ruler was just an innocent young girl with a simple mind. The two got along very well.
"Uh..." Her eyes clearly showed that she really wanted to stay, and she kept glancing at the baked rice cakes on the coffee table.
Han Yu shook his head helplessly, but it was better to let Ronawa stay. Although she could observe the manor at any time from within the space...
"By the way, Lei Ying, take good care of your sister Fu. I have some things to do and need to leave for a few days. As for Ronawa... just do as you please."
Upon hearing Han Yu's words, Ronawa's ahoge (a stray hair on her head) twitched, and her body slowly landed on the ground. Lei Ying seized the opportunity to grab her arm.
"When will Sister Fu wake up?" Lei Ying asked.
"It's just that I'm mentally exhausted. I should wake up sometime in a day."
Han Yu took the hot towel handed to him by the old butler, wiped his face, and then disappeared from the spot.
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On the snow-covered ground, several squirrels darted through and climbed up a pine tree in the blink of an eye.
Several clumps of snow were shaken off the pine trees, and suddenly! Explosions rang out, accompanied by the roars of beasts.
That tranquility was short-lived. At this moment, outside Winterfell, soldiers had erected more than a dozen temporary fortresses to defend against the monsters' attack.
"Calling headquarters... Hello... Hello!"
A buzzing electromagnetic sound appeared, and the foolish officer holding a device resembling a walkie-talkie was pressing a button repeatedly.
"Damn it! Those monsters that interfere with the communication devices are sabotaging the lines again. Second Battalion Commander!" Lieutenant Colonel Heidli, the commander of the Seventh Legion, roared.
"Commander, you wanted to see me."
Hedley, holding a secret report, said, "We haven't received any supplies for half a month. If this continues, the brothers will be finished sooner or later."
"Go! Take the list and get to the Legion's logistics department." With that, Regiment Commander Haidley handed a gun to his subordinate.
"Tell the communications officer that if those logistics guys say the supplies are on their way, he should just shoot them dead. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility!"
Over the past two weeks, the Abyss's invasion of winter has been swift and decisive. Besides Li Shun's advance force, Abyss teleportation devices have also activated in certain areas. The portals have opened! Subsequent Abyss monsters have emerged from them.
All of this is thanks to the current guild master of the Najifu Guild, Li Shun, who bestowed power upon him, allowing this force to rise rapidly in the winter.
Those teleportation portals were also secretly set up by the other side, bypassing the military.
The Fools' armies, which were originally stationed in various places, were blocked by these suddenly appearing monsters!
In particular, the anti-air abyss energy cannon researched by Little Dotole completely shattered the idea of providing air support to Winter City. As long as you dare to fly, you will be hit by the black and purple beam of light in the next second, with an accuracy of 80%!
Eighty percent? What about the remaining twenty percent?
This refers to an 80% hit rate on a single shot. If the first shot hits, then fire another, achieving a terrifying effect where one plus one is greater than two.
Currently, the forces defending Winterfell number less than 100,000, a stark disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves. Without the Ice Queen and several executive officers like the Captain in command, this largest city in Winterfell would likely fall within a day.
A pair of black and white energy clusters appeared behind Han Yu, and they were flying rapidly towards the outside of Winter City.
Although the Winter Queen paid a heavy price to drive out the monsters, those monsters had no concept of fear.
"Um?..."
Halfway there, Han Yu sensed danger. A thick, dark purple beam of light was hurtling toward him at an incredible speed!
The musty smell, unique to the abyss, was particularly strong. Han Yu immediately looked around and found it on a battlefield more than ten kilometers away.
The monsters charged toward the Fatui's defenses like madmen. The soldiers' elemental guns were blazing with flames, and their firepower was formidable, but when a giant creature appeared, they panicked!
"Oh no! Sir, it's the Abyss Titan."
That behemoth was at least sixty or seventy meters tall, its entire body covered in dark purple armor; it was practically a war machine for conquering cities and seizing territories.
As the officer guarding part of the western defense line, he did not succumb to despair, but instead tried every means to organize his soldiers to fight back.
"Don't panic! Throw the black oil bottle at the monster."
The so-called "black oil bottle" is an extremely flammable weapon produced by the local military industry during winter. It contains a large amount of black oily liquid, along with other weapons and a throwing device.
A hundred Fool soldiers, each holding a rocket launcher-like device, inserted the fuse into a bottle of black oil. As a white mist appeared, hundreds of these bottles struck the Abyss Titan, instantly igniting a blaze of fire!
The colossal creature felt no pain, as if it were born for war; flames rose from its body, yet its pace slowed.
A hundred meters from the position, the Abyss Titan crashed down, turning into a cloud of black mist. Before the officer could even shout "Good!", the earth trembled slightly again.
Despair and fear spread within the defensive line. A massive, dark figure emerged from the snowstorm.
"No retreat! We must defend Winterfell to the death! Don't forget our families are still in the city, so we cannot retreat!"
Following the Abyss Titan were countless monsters. Even though the soldiers inside the defensive line fought desperately, they were no match for monsters of that caliber...
The defense line is about to be breached!
A figure streaked across the sky! The strong wind it generated blew the hats off many soldiers.
“Li Shun…” Han Yu looked at the scene at his feet. He had never seen many of the abyssal monsters before. He guessed that they were the work of Little Dotore.
"Your Excellency the State!" The foolish official was overjoyed.
You should know that Han Yu was a god of war in Zhi Dong, and a true spiritual icon in the army.
One officer declared, "As long as the Grand Master is here, we, the foolish generals, will be invincible!"
A black and white longsword appeared in front of Han Yu, having absorbed far more of Han Yu's willpower than his initial dream.
The black and white holographic wheel flickered on and off at the hilt of the knife.
"cut!"
Han Yu slashed horizontally with his sword, and a huge blade of light suddenly appeared!
Even clad in armor forged from abyssal energy, the Titans were reduced to ashes in a single exchange, along with thousands of monsters behind them, who were also annihilated by the power of Tai Chi.
"What!" A mutated Abyss Apostle floated in mid-air, looking at the battlefield.
When he saw Han Yu wielding a long sword, he was immediately filled with fear and instinctively wanted to flee...
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