139: Set up a stall at the Longji Great Wall

["Today's Mission Released"]

["Before 12 PM today, set up a stall at the Dragon Spine Great Wall's Third Guard Mess Hall to sell fried rice."]

["Sell at least 1000 portions of fried rice."]

["The more people satisfied and the higher their satisfaction, the greater your rewards."]

["Abandoning the mission will immediately terminate the series of missions."]

Looking at today's series of missions, Han Fei couldn't help but frown.

"This time, the stall is at the Dragon Spine Great Wall..."

That place is currently a meat grinder, with tens of thousands of people dying every day; it can be described as extremely tragic.

Fortunately, Han Fei didn't need to set up a stall on the battlefield, only in the logistics mess hall.

With his current B Rank strength, there shouldn't be too much danger.

"Then I'll go."

Han Fei immediately called Xiao Shuai, asking him to help with the arrangements... Meanwhile, above the Dragon Spine Great Wall, the night sky, like heavy velvet, quietly covered the horizon, the stars hidden, with only a crescent moon casting a cold glow.

The wind, unwilling to be silent, swept through the city walls, carrying a chill and urgency, as if nature was warning of an impending dramatic change.

Several high-ranking officials of Dragon Country stood at the top of the city wall, clad in battle armor, their expressions solemn, their gaze sweeping over the weary but steadfast soldiers below, their hearts heavy with an indescribable weight.

"The Seven Deadly Sins' offensive is getting fiercer and fiercer."

An elderly Advanced general said worriedly, his voice tinged with fatigue and unease.

Each incursion by the Seven Deadly Sins was more violent than the last, which exceeded everyone's expectations.

They had thought the Seven Deadly Sins were already using their full strength, but it turned out that was just a test.

"Have you found out the reason?"

Another general frowned, his voice urgent.

He knew that if the problem couldn't be fundamentally solved, Dragon Country's defenses would sooner or later be swallowed by this evil force.

However, the surrounding generals shook their heads, their eyes full of helplessness and frustration.

They had tried every method they could think of, from secret agents infiltrating to magic detection, even sacrificing precious divination treasures, yet they still couldn't uncover the secrets of the Seven Deadly Sins, and instead suffered heavy losses.

Just then, a roar, as if from the depths of Hell, broke the silence of the night.

The sound was deafening, striking at the deepest fears of the heart.

The Great Wall seemed to be shaken by this force, the wall trembling slightly, even the air becoming heavy, mixed with a nauseating stench, the Aura of death and destruction.

"Enemy attack!"

The alarm suddenly blared, like a death knell, echoing repeatedly inside and outside the Great Wall, Awakening everyone's fighting spirit.

Immediately after, a chilling sight came into view.

Below the Great Wall, a gigantic, hideous monster was slowly rising, its appearance like a nightmare come true.

The monster was covered in crimson tumors, which glowed with a strange, viscous sheen under the moonlight, and each tumor surface had twisted protrusions and constantly wriggling black tentacles, making one's stomach churn.

Its body was so massive, like a moving mountain range, every step causing the earth to tremble, as if even space wouldcrack for it.

The monster's face was terrifying, especially in the dim night, its eyes burning with Netherfire, revealing endless ferocity and cruelty, as if it could see into the deepest fears of the human heart.

"Our mech unit will handle it!"

Ling Feng told the others via broadcast.

His silver-white mech was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

Looking at the disgusting monster, Ling Feng's expression was solemn; he quickly controlled the mech, adjusting its posture, preparing to meet this sudden threat.

On the mech's dashboard, various data flickered rapidly, and Ling Feng's fingertips operated quickly on the control panel, setting the mech's weapon System to its highest state.

"Enemy approaching!" Ling Feng's voice transmitted through the communication System to the entire mech unit.

As the command was given, his mech's core engine roared to life, and the flame thrusters on its back instantly activated, spewing out blazing tongues of fire, like a Phoenix undergoing Nirvana, not only dispelling the surrounding darkness but also igniting the fighting spirit in the soldiers' hearts.

Under the cover of flames and rolling black smoke, the mech piloted by Ling Feng sped across the ground like a silver warhorse, each movement steady and swift, the flames and smoke intertwining to form a dynamic protective net, building an impregnable defense for him.

The monster, seemingly aware of the impending fatal threat, began to writhe violently, its surging blood vessels beneath its skin as if trying to break free, accompanied by deafening roars, revealing deep fear and anger.

Under the moonlight, the ugly crimson tumors on its body appeared even more hideous, countless snake-like tentacles flailing in the night wind, like whips of death, foretelling the imminent arrival of a bloody storm.

Ling Feng's mech was quick-eyed and quick-handed, precisely locking onto the monster's core vital point, the flame thrusters like avenging angels, aimed at the source of evil, spewing out high-temperature flames capable of melting gold and iron.

The moment the flames touched the tumors, a pungent burnt smell erupted, and the previously wriggling tumors struggled painfully under the baptism of the blazing fire, the monster's wails echoing across the sky.

However, the monster did not surrender; it waved its tentacles, as if wielding countless sharp blades, launching a frantic counterattack against Ling Feng's mech. The tentacles traced dark and eerie arcs in the air, with shrieks that tore through the air, smashing heavily against the mech's reinforced armor, each impact accompanied by the dull thud of twisting metal, testing the mech's robustness and Ling Feng's will.

"Can't take it head-on!"

After Ling Feng used his armor to block an attack, he skillfully maneuvered the mech, using the force of the impact, moving as agilely as a fish, instantly widening the distance from the enemy.

In this flash of lightning, Ling Feng's mech, like an Awakened War God, continuously launched scorching missiles.

They cut through the air, carrying the howl of death, accurately striking the monster's swollen tumors.

Each explosion caused ripples on the monster's shield, as if a heavy ice surface was struck by a sledgehammer, cracks spreading, but still not completely shattered.

However, the monster's defense was unexpectedly strong; even with the combined baptism of flames and missiles, those tumors remained as solid as rock, seemingly absorbing all damage mockingly, unmoving.

Ling Feng's brows furrowed with worry; he knew that if he didn't find a Breakthrough soon, the situation would be extremely unfavorable for him.

Thus, Ling Feng made a decisive move, his fingers dancing rapidly on the control panel, channeling all the energy stored inside the mech towards that incredibly powerful laser cannon.

As the energy converged, a dazzling beam of light began to condense at the front of the laser cannon, the light like a rising sun, foretelling destruction.

Finally, the laser cannon fired with a deafening roar, the beam incredibly sharp, piercing through layers of obstacles, striking directly at the core of the monster's tumor.

Wherever the beam passed, space itself seemed to be torn apart, leaving a scorching trajectory.

Accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, the monster's massive body trembled, and a charred smoke with a nauseating smell permeated the air, signaling the success of the attack.

But just as the dawn of victory appeared, the monster suddenly soared from the ground, its angry roar echoing through the sky, shaking the surrounding dust.

The tumors on its body became even more violent due to the laser's stimulation, countless tentacles, like enraged poisonous snakes, struck swiftly at Ling Feng's mech with an Aura of destruction.

Ling Feng's mech was forced to retreat repeatedly under this wave after wave of attacks, the surface of the mech already scarred by those tentacles, red lights flashing at these wounds, a signal of warning and the brand of battle.

Just at this critical moment of life and death, a dazzling light, like a divine soldier descending from Heaven, sped from the other end of the Great Wall, instantly severing those hideous tentacles one by one, winning Ling Feng a sliver of hope.

The light originated from the Nascent Soul Cultivator Bai Yue.

Her posture was light and graceful, like a Moon Goddess, holding an ancient and mysterious Talisman, the Talisman glowing with light.

Bai Yue slowly stepped into the battlefield, lotus flowers blooming with each step, then formed complex hand seals, chanting an ancient and profound incantation in a low voice, the sound, though soft, seemed to contain the majesty of mobilizing the power of Heaven and Earth.

As the incantation deepened, Bai Yue's body gradually became enveloped by layers of soft yet powerful light.

A brilliant and dazzling giant halo gradually condensed in the air.

This halo was like a rising sun, emitting a warm yet blinding glow, the energy fluctuations it contained causing the surrounding air to tremble, an ancient and mysterious Aura spreading at this moment, quickly enveloping the monster's outstretched tentacles and scattered tumors, as if it were nature's divine punishment against evil.

"Heavenly Thunder Strike!" Bai Yue's voice was clear and firm, like bright moonlight piercing through dark clouds.

Her incantation echoed in the night sky, stirring up layers of resonance.

The energy in the halo, at this moment, seemed to find an outlet, instantly erupting, transforming into rough and unrestrained bolts of lightning, which, with an Aura of destroying Heaven and Earth, shot out fiercely from the center of the halo, tearing through the sky, as if the gates of the Celestial Realm had suddenly opened, and a Heavenly God, wielding a thunder hammer, had descended to the mortal world.

The interwoven light of lightning flickered in the night, each flash like tearing apart the darkness, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The power of lightning was both a judgment on the monster and a hymn to light.

When the lightning touched the monster's massive body, the roar was deafening, Heaven and Earth seemed to tremble before this power.

Currents snaked and weaved between the monster's tumors, each current a ruthless deprivation of vitality, rapidly depleting the monster's once invincible power to exhaustion.

The monster's tentacles twisted and exploded painfully under the bombardment of lightning, emitting chilling wails.

Under the continuous rampage of lightning, the monster's body was torn to pieces, the disgusting tumors scattered in the explosions, viscous liquid raining down, and a nauseating stench permeated the air.

Meanwhile, Ling Feng's mech, after a brief adjustment, precisely re-positioned, with full firepower, forming a perfect synergy with Bai Yue's lightning attack, carrying out the final cleanup of the remaining monster parts, ensuring the absolute safety of the battlefield.

As time passed, the smoke of battle gradually dissipated, and the light surrounding Bai Yue slowly receded, her face appearing even more serene and composed in the soft glow, as if all the clamor and battle had not disturbed her inner peace.

Above the Great Wall, the weary but steadfast warriors all breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes full of gratitude and admiration, looking at Bai Yue as if gazing at a goddess of salvation.

Ling Feng's mech slowly approached Bai Yue, and through the communication System, Ling Feng's voice came clearly, with sincere thanks: "Thank you, Senior Bai Yue. If not for your help, we wouldn't have been able to defeat this monster."

Bai Yue smiled slightly and waved her hand: "No need to be polite. This monster happened to be restrained by my immortal Dao."

As the battle on the Great Wall gradually subsided, the warriors began to repair the mechs and the Great Wall, checking for damage.

The light on the Great Wall re-illuminated the battlefield, and Bai Yue's figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving behind the warriors' endless reverence for her.

Ling Feng looked at the darkness in the distance, his heart filled with worry.

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