Now, Let Me Protect You

Just then, an even more despairing scene unfolded.

Deeper into that Chaos Void, several streaks of light that had been frantically fleeing suddenly flew back at an even faster speed!

These were the few Alien Race Lord who had narrowly escaped from Li Qingcang and his group!

At this moment, they looked extremely miserable, and the already dim Divinity radiance on their bodies was now like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

Their faces were filled with endless fear and despair, as if something more terrifying than death was chasing them from behind.

"Help!"

The Zerg Lord Jiao Gu, with one arm missing, let out a desperate cry for help the moment it saw Li Qingcang and the others.

The enemy it fought to the death with just a moment ago has now become its only lifeline.

However, Li Qingcang and the others completely ignored it.

Because their gaze had already passed beyond these stray dogs and reached behind them, into the even deeper darkness that was chasing after them.

In that darkness, terrifying demon Demon God, each over ten thousand meters tall and of various shapes, yet all exuding an aura far surpassing that of ordinary Legend, slowly emerged with heavy steps.

They are the strongest beings under Asmodeus's command: the Grand Duke of the Abyss!

He truly stands at the pinnacle of Legend!

Each one possesses terrifying strength enough to take on several ordinary Legend single-handedly!

"No!!!"

The Zerg Lord Jiao Gu watched as a Fallen Angel with twelve pairs of jet-black wings smiled, extended a finger, and gently pointed it at him.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no devastating energy.

The carapace of the Jiao Gu, comparable to Divine Metal, and its Divinity defenses that it had always relied on, were as fragile as paper before that finger, easily pierced through.

Its body, from the inside out, began to Annihilation inch by inch, turning into the purest nothingness.

In its dying moments, its scarlet compound eyes were filled with endless Remorse.

It regretted it; why had it run away?

If we hadn't escaped, even if we had died at the hands of Li Qingcang and his men, at least we would have been able to leave with a whole corpse.

Now, not even a trace of its existence can be left behind.

The other Alien Race Lord met the same fate.

They were like a few insects crushed by a hand; before those dozen or so Grand Duke of the Abyss, they couldn't even raise a ripple of resistance before being completely wiped off the face of the earth.

Even Legend pale in comparison to even greater Legend!

This scene was deeply imprinted on the Wall of Sighs, in the eyes of everyone.

If the appearance of that tens of thousands of Legend troops brought them despair...

At this moment, the arrival of these dozen or so Grand Duke of the Abyss brought them an extreme stillness that even despair itself could not describe.

It's over.

This time, it's really over.

This single thought remained in everyone's mind.

They are unable to even feel fear, because when fear reaches its extreme, all that remains is numbness.

They were like a group of prisoners sentenced to death, calmly awaiting their execution.

The entire Wall of Sighs, its Ten-Thousand-Mile Defense Line, fell into an eerie, suffocating silence.

Only the terrifying Abyss Legions in the distance, after completing its assembly, began to march in perfect unison, slowly pressing towards the Wall of Sighs.

Imperial Capital University, Principal's Office.

Yang Yu suddenly stood up from his seat, his expression turning serious.

Elder Wang noticed his unusual behavior and quickly asked, "What happened? What's going on at the Wall of Sighs?"

Yang Yu paused for two seconds before slowly speaking, "Elder Wang, the legion of Asmodeus, the Fifth Lord of the Abyss, has arrived."

"What?!"

Elder Wang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze on the spot.

"Tens of thousands of Legendary-grade monsters, and more than a dozen Grand Duke of the Abyss." Yang Yu's voice was calm, but beneath the calm was a suffocating sense of oppression.

After those words were spoken, the office fell into a deathly silence.

Elder Wang his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

Tens of thousands of Legend?

More than a dozen Grand Duke of the Abyss?

This kind of power is so immense that even if all the Legend in Blue Star's history were combined, they couldn't withstand it.

Why is this happening?

Elder Wang's hands trembled as he gripped the edge of the table, his aged face filled with bewilderment and incomprehension.

"To annihilate me, Asmodeus didn't hesitate to use his main army, the very force he used to conquer Higher Plane," Yang Yu said without hiding anything, revealing the truth directly. "He intends to use this army to raze the entire Blue Star to the ground."

Elder Wang swayed, almost losing his balance.

He understood.

Everything became clear.

This World-Ending Level war is not a normal invasion of Blue Star by the Abyss, but an operation targeting Yang Yu alone!

"It's my fault..." Elder Wang's voice was hoarse, "I shouldn't have let you go to the Starfall Ruins, I've ruined Blue Star..."

"Elder Wang."

Yang Yu interrupted his self-blame, his tone remaining calm. "You're not wrong. Even if I didn't go to the Starfall Ruins, the Abyss would have its eyes on me sooner or later."

"And..."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, "My current strength is far beyond what I was back then, a nobody who could only passively take hits."

Elder Wang stared blankly at Yang Yu; there was not a trace of fear or hesitation on the young man's face.

On the contrary... an indescribable fighting spirit is burning within them.

"Yang Yu... you..."

Before Elder Wang could finish speaking, the communicator started ringing incessantly.

He answered the call with trembling hands, and Li Qingcang's extremely solemn face appeared on the screen.

"Old Wang! How's Spark Plan going?"

Li Qingcang's voice was extremely urgent, "The Wall of Sighs can't be held! We can only hold it for another hour at most!"

Elder Wang's face turned deathly pale.

One hour?

Only one hour left?

"I understand." Elder Wang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart.

After hanging up the communication, Elder Wang immediately began to arrange the evacuation of everyone.

One command after another poured out like a torrential rain.

At this moment, the entire war machine of the Dragon Country began to operate at full speed.

Countless Teleportation Array were activated simultaneously, and batches of genius students were urgently teleported to the Starfall Ruins.

On the ground, hundreds of millions of ordinary people, organized by the military, entered one temporary Secret Realm after another in an orderly manner.

Everyone understood that this was their last hope.

If the Wall of Sighs falls, if the Abyss Legions truly marches in...

Then Blue Star would truly be finished.

After handling all the orders, Elder Wang felt completely drained and slumped into his chair.

He looked up at Yang Yu and said with a wry smile, "Yang Yu, I now order you to go to the Starfall Ruins immediately."

"You are the future of Blue Star, the last hope."

You can't die here.

Yang Yu shook his head.

"Elder Wang, I refuse."

Elder Wang was stunned.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I refuse." Yang Yu's tone was calm, but carried an unwavering determination. "I'm going to the Wall of Sighs."

"Nonsense!" Elder Wang suddenly stood up, slamming his fist on the table. "Do you know what you're saying? There are tens of thousands of Legend there! Going there is just suicide!"

"I know," Yang Yu nodded, "But I also know that if I don't go, it will be others who die."

"Then let them die!" Elder Wang's voice was almost a roar. "As long as you live, there is still hope for Blue Star! Do you understand?"

Yang Yu did not answer; he simply looked at Elder Wang quietly.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke, "Elder Wang, do you still remember what you said to me back then?"

"You said that the professional of the Dragon Country have never lacked brave warriors who are willing to risk their lives."

"You said that the backbone of the Dragon Country has always been forged from Flesh."

"Those predecessors never considered retreating when faced with the invasion of Alien Races."

"And I, Yang Yu, am also Dragon Country."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into Elder Wang's heart.

Elder Wang's body trembled violently. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Because he knew that Yang Yu was right.

In the Dragon Country, there is never a shortage of warriors who are willing to risk their professional.

But now, it's this young man's turn to use his own Flesh and blood to forge that backbone.

"Yang Yu..." Elder Wang's voice was extremely hoarse, "Have you really thought this through?"

"I've thought it through." Yang Yu nodded, a bright smile spreading across his face. "And Elder Wang, don't you think so?"

"I am no longer the weak person who needed others to protect me."

"Now, it's my turn to protect you."