Destined Divine Weapons Are Addictive

Bright Moon Empire, Bobo Town.

Bobo Town lay on the border of the Bright Moon Empire. Traveling more than thirty kilometers west from Bobo Town would bring one into the Fallen Sun Empire.

Just one day earlier, the Fallen Sun Empire had dispatched a heavy force, driving the Bright Moon Empire's side into retreat after retreat and forcing their defensive line back fifty kilometers.

With the front lines collapsing, Bobo Town was naturally caught up in the disaster.

The townspeople hurriedly packed their belongings, rolled up their bedding, and fled.

"Wife, hurry up! Forget those lousy basins!"

In a shabby house in Bobo Town, Old Zhang spoke in a low voice.

In the kitchen, a woman was swiftly stuffing pots, bowls, and utensils into a back basket. She muttered, "Forget them? Those are the only valuable things we own. If we leave them behind, are we supposed to drink the northwest wind?"

Old Zhang rushed into the kitchen, grabbed the woman by the arm, and dragged her toward the door. "The Fallen Sun Empire's soldiers will be here any moment! If we don't leave now, we won't be able to get away!"

"You're afraid of this, afraid of that—you useless coward, let go of me!" the woman shrieked. "I must have had rotten luck for eight lifetimes to marry trash like you!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down..." Old Zhang snapped in a low voice.

But it was already too late.

Several Fallen Sun Empire soldiers had heard the woman's voice from far away.

They drew their sabers and charged over in great strides.

"Haha, there are still people in this town? I thought they'd all run away." A soldier in a Fallen Sun Empire uniform laughed as he barged into Old Zhang's home, blocking Old Zhang and the woman inside.