Reinforcements

This sudden pause drew puzzled glances from the Star River Martial Academy members, who were lined up neatly behind them, preparing to board the ship, including their leader, Old Freak Wang.

Under the Red Blood Battle Order, time is measured in breaths, and any delay is extremely glaring.

Chen Fan did not turn around to explain.

Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he raised his wrist and lightly tapped the Optical Brain.

Without the slightest hesitation, the call was connected.

The next moment, a holographic projection filled with static and strong interference signals suddenly unfolded in front of everyone.

The man in the projection had a face covered in gunpowder smoke, his armor was tattered, and his eyes were filled with terrifying bloodshot veins.

His background was filled with beams of energy rising and falling and deafening explosions; the entire scene was shaking violently, clearly indicating that he was in the center of the most brutal and frenzied battlefield.

"This is the Third Defense Line War Zone 450!"

Huo Yan in the projection didn't even see who had connected to his communication. He just stared at the huge Star River Martial Academy Emblem on the Starship's hatch and let out a hoarse roar with all his might.

"Our forces are under siege by Insect Tide! Our defenses are about to crumble! We urgently request... a Seventh Grade Immortal Realm expert to provide support!!"

His voice was filled with the urgency of someone on the verge of despair.

The expressions of all the Prodigies present instantly turned extremely solemn.

From that short sentence and the chaotic background noise, they could clearly sense the terrifying bloodshed taking place on that battlefield.

Old Freak Wang's brows furrowed tightly.

Amidst the solemnity and astonishment, Chen Fan stepped forward, passed through the crowd, and stood alone in front of the holographic projection.

He looked at the anxious man in the picture, leaned forward slightly, gave a standard military salute, and spoke in a calm tone as if he were giving a routine report.

"Commander Huo Yan, it's been a long time."

"Enough with the nonsense! I don't care who you are, go and report to your team leader immediately..."

Huo Yan was urging him on with all his might, but he suddenly froze halfway through his sentence.

His gaze finally shifted from the Emblem of the Star River Martial Academy to the boy in front of him, who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was immediately puzzled.

In his view, this was probably a malicious joke played by some ignorant student at such a critical moment.

Chen Fan understood the emotion in his eyes but didn't say anything more.

He just stood there quietly.

The next instant, just before Huo Yan was about to angrily end the call.

Chen Fan's aura and physique began to undergo subtle changes.

"Click... click..."

His bones emitted a faint crackling sound that only he could hear, and his facial features became noticeably more defined and mature, while he also grew a little taller.

Deep within those eyes, clear as an ancient well, a quiet calm and sharpness, unique to border warriors, quietly emerged.

He reverted to being the taciturn Chen Feng he was in War Zone 450.

"Chen... Chen Feng?!"

When that familiar yet unfamiliar face clearly appeared before his eyes, Huo Yan's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size!

The anxiety and impatience on his face... all his emotions were washed away in that instant by a shock, replaced by an uncontrollable ecstasy!

He was so excited that his voice went off-key and cracked!

"It's... it's you?! It really is you?!"

After a brief moment of embarrassment, Huo Yan's attitude underwent a complete 180-degree turn.

He no longer appealed to the entire Star River Martial Academy for help; his bloodshot eyes, like a drowning man grasping at his only lifeline, stared intently at Chen Fan without blinking.

His tone changed from a roar to a trembling, almost pleading voice.

"Chen Feng! War Zone 450 needs you!"

"As long as you come, we... we still have hope!"

Faced with Huo Yan's hopeful gaze, Chen Fan did not answer immediately.

He slowly turned around, looking behind him at Old Freak Wang, who had remained silent the whole time, but whose eyes had become incredibly complex.

He didn't speak, but instead sought the opinion of the team's Chief Instructor with his eyes.

This action demonstrates great respect for the university's arrangements.

Old Freak Wang and Chen Fan stared at each other for a full three breaths.

He saw inquiry in those calm eyes, and he also saw a resolute determination.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, as if expelling the last trace of hesitation in his heart. He looked at the boy before him, who could no longer be described as a genius, and spoke in a deep voice that echoed throughout the entire group.

"Wartime urgency. The Red Blood Battle Order only mandates reinforcement of the Third Defense Line. The specific destination is up to you."

"Chen Fan, your battlefield is yours to command!"

Permission has been obtained.

Chen Fan then turned around and solemnly nodded to Huo Yan, who was holding his breath in tension on the Light Screen.

I'll be right there.

No unnecessary words, just three words, heavy as a mountain.

As soon as he finished speaking, he prepared to leave the group.

At that very moment.

A gentle figure stood silently beside him.

It's the eldest Senior Fellow Apprentice, Wen Yuan.

He didn't look at Chen Fan, but instead looked at Old Freak Wang, his face bearing his usual gentle smile, but his words carried an undeniable firmness.

"Wherever my Junior Fellow Apprentice is, I will be there."

"The Life School: Advance and Retreat Together."

Looking at the two Senior Fellow Apprentice, Old Freak Wang could only wave his hand helplessly yet with a sense of relief.

Chen Fan and Wen Yuan broke away from the main group and, under Old Freak Wang's complex and expectant gaze, walked towards the other side of the square, to a single-person Teleportation Array that was specially designed for emergency mobilization and shimmered with silver light.

As the array suddenly lit up, the two figures vanished instantly.

The Third Defense Line, War Zone 450.

The site that once served as the Pioneer Team Seven camp has long been razed to the ground.

The scorched earth was soaked in blood, which solidified into dark red clumps, covered with the twisted and intertwined remains of human warriors and Void Insect Race.

In the sky, the last energy shield flickered like a candle in the wind, each flash seemingly a lament for the passing of life.

In front of the C-4 Gate, Lei Kun's One-Eye was completely bloodshot.

A deep, bone-revealing wound ripped open on his chest, and every breath brought excruciating pain. Yet, he was like a tireless war machine, his Alloy Combat Saber already dulled, yet he continued to slash wildly at the swarming insects.

On the ruins high above, Leng Yan's breathing was rapid and hot, and sweat soaked her forehead hair, clinging to her pale, paper-white cheeks.

The Sniper Rifle in her hand emitted an abnormal red glow, and each time she pulled the trigger, it was accompanied by a violent tremor.

"Monkey! Hang in there!"

Lei Kun's roar sounded incredibly hoarse amidst the deafening explosion.

Not far away, a thin Monkey was desperately protecting Communication Amplifier that was flashing with electric sparks with just one arm.

That machine was their last hope, the final plea for help sent by Commander Huo Yan to the entire Third Defense Line.