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The towering flames gradually dissipated, and Fierce Eagle and Zombie King hovered side by side in the sky. The flickering shadows of the fire danced on Fierce Eagle's armor, while Zombie King could not see the expression on his face, yet he believed that Fierce Eagle was also troubled by the hesitant Zombie Horde below, which seemed to be contemplating regrouping.
"I’m curious about one thing," Fierce Eagle said, shifting his gaze from the Zombie Horde on the ground. "You can fly, so why did you choose to fight on the ground just now?"
Zombie King was momentarily taken aback by the question.
"Well... can I say I didn’t think of it?" Zombie King shrugged.
Now that Fierce Eagle's armor was operational again, he had two choices: help Zombie King clear out these monsters or see if Blue Face Hero could handle the Hydrogen Bomb strike.
"You don’t need to help me," Zombie King said as he began to gather energy in his hands. "Clearing them out is like sweeping up trash."
Though he said that, both of them knew very well that once Zombie King was engaged up close, being torn apart was a very real possibility.
Zombie King was merely being stubborn. For him, dealing with these monsters was, in a sense, an apology to the lives trampled in this disaster. He often blamed himself for failing to protect the Chaos Crystals, thinking that his kindness led him to believe that no souls would covet such supreme power around him.
Thus, Zombie King wanted to "atone" with his own soul, redeeming himself for his excessive kindness and trust. As for the Celestial Warriors, he actually hoped they wouldn’t intervene, but it was impossible for them not to act.
Now an opportunity lay before him; he would not let Fierce Eagle get involved.
"Trust me, Nars needs you more," Zombie King urged as he pushed Fierce Eagle away.
Fierce Eagle looked puzzled. "No matter how strong you are, how long do you plan to clear out these monsters?"
"It’s a matter of time," Zombie King replied. "But over there with Nars, it might be more than just the safety of this city."
Seeing that Zombie King's mind was made up, Fierce Eagle realized that continuing to argue would indeed waste time. He turned and spread his mechanical wings, leaving behind a simple "Good luck" before soaring toward the horizon.
At the horizon, blue rectangular blocks shot forth like they were printed from a magic array, racing toward the Hydrogen Bomb Warhead thirty kilometers away.
"Ugh!"
A sudden wave of intense headache struck Blue Face Hero. He wanted to cover his Sun point with his hands but had to keep his hands steady on the magic array.
All materials for the Heavenly Track had been launched from the array. Blue Face Hero’s Telekinesis wasn’t as powerful as Nian Gui’s; after creating so many materials, all he could do now was finally lower his hands in relief.
The quantity and hardness of materials used to create Heavenly Track were entirely determined by the strength of the operator's will. It was like trying to sing continuously without stopping; Blue Face Hero truly did his best.
"This feels awful... ugh—" Liu Xuan complained in agony as pain tormented him; Nars felt it too. They shared every sensation through their souls.
"Next, you just need to help me adjust the view distance of my goggles; I’ll handle the rest," Nars instructed.
Liu Xuan had never undergone training in Telekinesis, and there was no such training program on Earth. However, during the process of creating Heavenly Track materials just now, Nars witnessed Liu Xuan supporting him for a full five minutes. Even an ordinary Moonheart person trained in Telekinesis might not have lasted that long.
Liu Xuan’s talent in Telekinesis surprised even Nars, a seasoned leader.
"Liu Xuan..." Nars said through Liu Xuan’s enhanced view distance as he manipulated the assembly of Heavenly Track with Telekinesis.
"Don’t talk," Liu Xuan interrupted this time. "Talking will distract you; if your Telekinesis loses focus..."
Nars understood what he meant. Facing such rapidly approaching warheads, he needed to assemble faster than they could strike, which meant exerting even greater control over Telekinesis.
The words hung on Nars’ lips but were swallowed back down silently.
"I must explore his Telekinesis talent more in the future," Nars thought.
From a perspective of Telekinesis talent alone, Nars felt that Liu Xuan being born on Earth was an incredibly absurd mistake made by fate.
More than twenty kilometers away, Heavenly Track began assembling rapidly along the predicted trajectory of the warhead!
"Liu Xuan reminded him: 'According to trajectory calculations, the warhead will land in that amusement park behind us.'"
Nars glanced back at several passenger cabins swaying on the Ferris wheel in the snowy wind. He didn’t have time for calculations now; he could only trust his instincts.
"There must be a concave arc for buffering, and the curvature of the track cannot exceed the square root of two," Nars judged based on experience.
There was no time to draw engineering diagrams now. The materials for the Heavenly Track bent slightly and connected under his control, and the assembled Heavenly Track immediately emitted a Force Field that could guide objects falling onto it to move along the track.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump..."
Just as the next piece of Heavenly Track material was about to be attached, it seemed to lose the power to support its connection, trembling slightly before falling from the sky.
"Nars!" Liu Xuan shouted.
Nars was nearly exhausted; he was no master of Telekinesis. As a novice himself, he struggled to maximize his limited Telekinesis on the target. Clearly, like a long-distance runner who had expended all their energy at the start, Nars had nearly depleted his Telekinesis.
"I'm... fine," Nars managed to say, his fingers trembling more violently than those of a hundred-year-old man.
The good news was that they had not built the track incorrectly; the Hydrogen Bomb Warhead had been captured by the Force Field of the Heavenly Track and was smoothly speeding along it.
Blue Face Hero shook his head, gritting his teeth as his body forced itself to exert effort again, like a flickering flame struggling to burn out.
Seeing that the Hydrogen Bomb Warhead was on track made Nars even more anxious. His fingers moved frantically as he accelerated the construction of the Heavenly Track under his remote control.
However, Liu Xuan could see clearly that the speed of the Hydrogen Bomb Warhead far exceeded that of his construction!
"Liu Xuan... Xuan... ah..." Nars's consciousness began to blur.
"I'm here!" Liu Xuan responded.
"The Heavenly Track... can't save us! There's only one way left... just—hiss—let An Xiaotian... release time and space..."
Blue Face Hero's eyes darkened, and he hung limply in the air, supported only by the Thruster, completely motionless.
"Nars!" Liu Xuan felt an unprecedented fear wash over him.
Nars's consciousness faded as he could no longer withstand such intense Telekinesis. In the past, whenever faced with difficulties, Liu Xuan had Nars to help him; now he could only rely on himself.
As he watched the Hydrogen Bomb Warhead draw closer...
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Liu Xuan had no room to retreat; behind him were those who shared life and death together!
Blue Face Hero awakened once more, but this time there was no trace of his peculiar moonlight-colored eyes.
With determination, Liu Xuan seized a fleeting opportunity—those pieces of Heavenly Track material that had not been assembled and lost control were beginning to fall! Liu Xuan quickly pressed his palm down on the spot where Nars had just held in the formation.
"Get up—"
The usually shy Liu Xuan finally let out a loud roar in this desolate snowy night! It was as if this roar released all the bitterness and unresolved feelings from over twenty years of life.
His entire head felt as if it were being compressed by some immense force, but he could no longer afford to care about that.
The pieces of Heavenly Track did not disappoint Liu Xuan's fierce roar; they soared into the air under his Telekinesis and began assembling.
"Warning: Thruster fuel remaining at three percent! Please land immediately!" A warning sounded in his visor.
Liu Xuan fixed his gaze on the distant Heavenly Track after zooming in; the warhead had entered the ascent trajectory section. He believed that if he could guide it along the Heavenly Track into the sky...
"It can succeed..."
A wave of overwhelming drowsiness suddenly enveloped him. Liu Xuan possessed a talent for Telekinesis; being able to reconstruct the Heavenly Track was already impressive. But continuing to hold on for five more minutes might be...
In that last minute of clarity, Liu Xuan chose to connect to Rongxing Team's channel.
"Xiaotian..."
Fierce Eagle, who could already see Blue Face Hero's entire silhouette, felt a sudden jolt in her heart at Liu Xuan's weak voice.
"I'm behind you! Hurry up and say it!"
"I can't handle Hydrogen Bomb with Nars... I'm sorry." Liu Xuan struggled to keep his eyes open. "Next, I need you and Aibo..."
Fierce Eagle looked confused.
"Listen to me, according to Hydrogen Bomb's current trajectory, after leaving Heavenly Track, it's going to crash into the Ferris wheel behind me... So now... cough! I mean, send it to the Time portal!"
After uttering those last words with all his remaining strength, Liu Xuan's consciousness faded due to extreme exhaustion.
"Xuan, Xuan!"
Fierce Eagle turned off the communicator, and in front of him, Blue Face Hero was plummeting towards the ground without the support of the Thruster!
"Ah!" Fierce Eagle suddenly received so much information that his mind began to crash.
Was he really going to watch his brother fall?
Or let him die and then complete another nearly impossible task?
Liu Xuan couldn't die!
For An Xiaotian, protecting Liu Xuan had become an instinct ingrained in his bones.
"No, no, no! Saving him is the priority!" Fierce Eagle dared not think further and immediately canceled his hover, diving towards the falling Blue Face Hero.
"Captain An, leave him to us! You have a more important task; you can't delay!"
The voice of Nightmare echoed in Fierce Eagle's earpiece.
"Don't worry, Brother Xiaotian! If we can't catch him, I'll cover his burial expenses!"
Divine Fist and Nightmare exchanged glances filled with disbelief as they looked at the Madwoman, who was about to jump out of the Hovercraft.
Fierce Eagle watched as Blue Face Hero fell rapidly below. He desperately wanted to reach out and grab him. But no matter how fast he flew, he couldn't match the speed at which he was falling into the arms of death.
To be honest, Fierce Eagle didn't believe they could catch Blue Face Hero.
However, in the next moment, the Hovercraft appeared and hovered beside the building on their left! This position was perfect because the unconscious Blue Face Hero was falling straight down along this building.
Fierce Eagle saw Madwoman suddenly push off from the deck of the Hovercraft, pulling out her Chain spear, climbing up the wall with such speed that it almost seemed like she was creating an afterimage.
Fierce Eagle realized that perhaps due to initial distance... he was actually slower than Madwoman!
"Don't worry! Leave it to me—"
With a keen eye on the distance, Madwoman, using her powerful legs, took a few steps on the vertical wall and then leaped into the air towards the rapidly falling Blue Face Hero.
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