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"Step, step, step, step..."
The hurried footsteps echoed on the stairs of the fast-food restaurant, and the rapid breathing from anxiety and fatigue became increasingly apparent in the darkness. Ming Juan groped her way up the stairs, guided by a sliver of moonlight spilling from the entrance on the second floor, arriving at the empty dining area.
"Ha... ha..." Ming Juan instinctively reached out her left hand to steady herself against the food cabinet beside her; the cold metal surface felt greasy and uncomfortable to touch.
With no other choice, Ming Juan reluctantly withdrew her hand and glanced at the food cabinet. Through the transparent glass, various dishes from yesterday's cooking were still displayed. After sprinting nearly five kilometers with Liang Muqi and the others, she had exhausted almost all the energy she had accumulated from a month of meals.
Looking at the dishes sealed under a layer of grease, Ming Juan could only swallow hard.
She raised her gaze slightly; surprisingly, there was a loudspeaker on top of the glass cover.
"It must be for calling customers," Ming Juan thought without much consideration. She wiped her left hand on her pants and moved to a chair by the window, dragging it over.
She sat down like a commander overseeing a battle, watching her zombie boyfriend face off against an approaching horde of corpses.
Ming Juan wished she could help Miao Chengmin in some way, but reality told her she was just an ordinary person.
She could only watch as Miao Chengmin erupted with a dark aura, swiftly slicing through the Zombie Horde...
"Please be okay..."
Ming Juan couldn't bear to look any longer; she slowly closed her eyes and clasped her hands together in prayer for the world outside.
On the other side,
The Celestial Warriors and Spirit Corps stood like statues, completely ignored by the zombies as they charged forward en masse.
Watching this dark mass, Jiao An wanted to intervene but was acutely aware of the combat capabilities of those around her. They had been fighting since 6:30 PM until now at 2 AM; not to mention their strength was waning, just looking at such a large number of zombies made it feel like they would never finish killing them, leaving no sense of accomplishment—this was the most disheartening part.
The only thing Jiao An knew for sure was that these zombies were heading towards An Xiaotian and his group.
"Get on the plane!" Jiao An snapped out of her daze—since they were ignoring us, they should focus on something else.
Jiao An turned to George and said, "These monsters are likely heading toward their location."
"Brother Miao?" George asked.
"Yes," Jiao An nodded firmly after glancing at the Spirit Corps troops. "You don't have enough manpower; don't try to force it anymore. Let's take a detour."
This statement struck a chord with George—indeed, casualties in war are unavoidable. After so long in battle, they had shifted from a defensive strategy to guerrilla tactics because the death toll among the Spirit Corps was continuously rising; otherwise, continuing with a defensive stance would mean self-destruction.
The numerical advantage of the zombies was overwhelmingly clear.
George watched as the zombies continued their relentless charge and silently waved his hand; under his leadership, the Spirit Corps began to sprint away.
"Uh..." Aibo looked around uncertainly, unsure whom to follow.
"Our Hovercraft can probably lift you over your head a dozen times; do you think you can ride it, Big Guy?" Lu Sha looked up and patted Aibo's thigh.
Upon hearing this, Aibo could only lower his head slowly while dragging his anchor behind him, preparing to follow behind the Spirit Corps. Lu Sha noticed that as Aibo turned around, his eyes seemed to narrow slightly.
"Did I hurt him...?" Lu Sha thought, biting her lip, her light-colored eyebrows furrowing as she hurriedly rushed forward, following Aibo.
"Hey, hey, hey."
The iron plate with chains attached to Lu Sha's wrist clanged against Aibo's thigh, making a loud noise.
"Um, slow down..."
Aibo stopped but only turned the corner of his right eye towards Lu Sha.
"Ahaha... you're following our plane... uh, as long as you can keep up, right?" Lu Sha awkwardly clasped her hands behind her back and forced a smile.
"We're all The Celestial Warriors, right?"
Lu Sha looked forward to Aibo turning his face.
"Sasa, hurry up!" Jiao An shouted from three hundred meters behind.
"Oh! Coming—" Lu Sha waved her hand in response and turned to run in that direction.
After Lu Sha ran far away, Aibo turned around, gazing at the snowy night sky, reflecting on... everything he once had.
He recalled the panicked expressions of the refugees when they saw him, then the red dots aimed at him by the soldiers, and finally, Lu Sha's careless yet heart-wrenching words.
Grandpa Yuan Zun's teachings had once been his faith, but reality always brought him sorrow.
Perhaps even until now, everyone had never regarded him as one of The Celestial Warriors.
"Xu... so nice."
Aibo murmured to himself, watching the snowy night sky until The Celestial Warriors' Hovercraft slowly rose in the distance.
"He's waiting for us." Lu Sha pointed to the very conspicuous Aibo on the street, feeling a bit relieved herself.
"We really should pay more attention to this old man," Qin Weishan said. "In this world, only Dr. Xu is his true friend."
"He's not just some old man..."
Jiao An was about to grab the control stick when he saw a blue light rapidly descending towards a projectile in the distant sky!
"Is that... Liu Xuan and Nars?" Qin Weishan and Lu Sha immediately leaned closer to Jiao An, looking at the light outside the glass.
"Could he be..." Jiao An hesitated to speak, "I hope Nars can pull out some treasure."
In the sky:
"Xuan, increase the Thruster's power to overload by fifty percent!" Nars commanded.
"What?" Liu Xuan looked at the data in the eyepiece showing that the Thruster was already turning red. "That will cause problems!"
"Don't worry about it; just listen to me!" Nars ordered firmly. "If we don't accelerate now, that projectile will break through your stratosphere before we can cast our spell! It will be nearly impossible to intercept it then!"
"Huh..." Liu Xuan sighed inwardly.
They both knew very well that if the Thruster exploded, their chances of adjusting the warhead's trajectory would be virtually zero. Yet Nars was determined to gamble with fate.
This wasn’t his first gamble, after all.
“For the Celestial Warriors!” Liu Xuan shouted as he abruptly twisted the power control dial on his eyepiece.
A dull explosion erupted from the bottom of the Thruster, and the heated nozzle was violently forced open by the enhanced thrust. Despite the protective eyepiece, Liu Xuan felt extremely uncomfortable from the roaring Whisper, while Nars, unshielded, kept his moonlight-colored eyes wide open.
“We're only sixty-nine kilometers away!” Liu Xuan focused on the rapidly decreasing distance data.
Nars's mind raced to calculate various responses based on the Time available.
“That distance is negligible compared to the warhead's speed,” Nars said. “Stop it!”
“Warning! Energy remaining below fifteen percent!”
A warning translated into Chinese appeared in Liu Xuan's eyepiece.
“Nars…”
“I know,” Liu Xuan was interrupted before he could finish. “Don’t say anything; I’ve hardly practiced this spell. I need to concentrate completely.”
Liu Xuan immediately fell silent, surrendering his entire being to Nars.
The Blue Face Hero's eyes turned moonlight-colored, and then a hexagonal magic array began to flicker into existence before him, its center appearing rectangular.
“Ael… ink…”
Nars sounded like a student struggling to recite a lesson, slowly articulating the incantation bit by bit.
“Ink… ink…”
Although he still had Cosmic Energy sustaining the magic array, his unfamiliarity with the spell prevented Nars from even summoning the most basic array.
“Ah!” Watching the array dissipate, Nars shouted in frustration and slammed his fist against his thigh.
Liu Xuan wanted to say “We still have Time,” but as soon as he made a sound, he quickly swallowed it back down.
Nars glanced at the data on his eyepiece—forty-two kilometers, nine percent thrust energy remaining.
“Maybe… I remembered it wrong.” Nars frantically searched through all the spells he had ever learned.
He was certain he had learned Mind Sky Track; as a child, he had successfully performed it once and demonstrated it to his father. However, since this spell was considered one of the “top ten most useless spells,” it had faded from Nars's memory over time.
It truly proved the ancient saying of Chinese people—one only regrets not having studied enough when it’s time to use what they’ve learned.
“Thirty-eight kilometers…”
“Nars?”
However, it wasn’t Liu Xuan’s voice; it came from… that royal garden.
“Nars, I heard you taught yourself a spell without a teacher? That’s amazing!” A little girl in a golden floral dress bounced over to him.
Nars remembered, this was a childhood memory belonging to the two of them.
"I made your favorite honey cake in our little house! Lucky for you, today you get to eat it!" The little girl said, pulling Nars' hand as their small feet stepped on the glowing moss. The damp, fruity aroma was so refreshing.
Then, Nars recalled his words of gratitude to the little girl: "Haha, thank you, Yueli!"
"Yueli!"
In a daze, Nars saw snowflakes drifting through the air. Liu Xuan was nervously staring at the data showing only thirty-three kilometers.
If things continued like this... once the data dropped below thirty, at bullet speed, even if Nars summoned Heavenly Track, it would easily surpass him!
But perhaps even a leader as capable as Nars would find himself helpless one day. Just as Liu Xuan dared not look at the data anymore and quietly withdrew into the darkness of his mind, Nars controlled his hands, and Cosmic Energy began to gather between them.
Then came a confident command for the formation:
"Aelmekrili!"
In Liu Xuan's astonished yet delighted gaze, energy began to converge towards their shared body from all places radiating Cosmic Energy. The ancient lunar runes in the formation grew brighter, while the outer hexagonal layer and inner runes rotated in reverse, seemingly charging the central rectangular array.
Nars slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
"Thank you, Yueli."
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of light shot towards the sky, beginning to construct a trajectory according to Nars' will!
"It worked! It worked!" Liu Xuan shouted with wild joy. "You’re amazing!"
"Just enjoy it for a moment," Nars replied, feeling even happier himself. Despite having numerous strategies and rich combat experience, he never expected that in this life-and-death moment today, it was the name of that girl from his memories that reminded him of the crucial final step in constructing the formation.
However, Nars did not show more excitement; he knew this was just the first step.
The so-called Mind Sky Track involved using Telekinesis to build the trajectory, identical in principle to the main attack method of Nian Gui Dompey. If his Telekinesis wasn't strong enough, Heavenly Track could collapse at any moment.
Nars had never tested his Telekinesis before, but he had to hold on; otherwise...
"I can't let everyone's efforts go to waste." Nars continued to exert strength subtly between his outstretched fingers.
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