Don't Panic, I'm Enough by Myself!

Looking at Yang Yu's calm yet incredibly resolute face, Elder Wang opened his mouth, then finally let out a long sigh, a resolute glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"Good! Good lad!"

He slammed his hand on the table, as if using all his strength, "Since you're not afraid of death, what do these old bones of mine have to fear!"

"Though I am old, I am not so weak that I can't lift a sword! Today, I will go crazy with you, you little madman, one more time! At worst, I'll die on that Wall of Sighs, and that will be a worthy death!"

A fierce and Killing Intent that had been dormant for many years suddenly erupted from Elder Wang, and its power was in no way inferior to that of a legendary Legendary Expert in his prime.

He was once a fierce general who fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield!

Looking at the battle-ready Elder Wang, Yang Yu felt a warmth in his heart, but shook his head.

"Elder Wang, I appreciate your kindness," he said casually, "But this time, you really don't need to help."

"What? You look down on this old man?" Elder Wang glared. "Xiao Yu, let me tell you, don't underestimate me just because I'm old. If it really comes down to a fight, ordinary Legend are no match for me! Besides, I still have a legacy left by my ancestors!"

"Of course I didn't mean that." Yang Yu chuckled, knowing that Elder Wang was concerned about him.

He paused, his tone becoming somewhat subtle. "I just wanted to say... that right now, I might be... frighteningly strong."

Elder Wang was stunned for a moment, not quite able to react.

Terrifyingly strong?

He knew Yang Yu was very strong, perhaps even the most Prodigy genius in the history of Blue Star.

But... no matter how strong he is, he hasn't reached the Legendary-grade yet.

Outside, however, are tens of thousands of Legend and more than a dozen Grand Duke of the Abyss!

This is not a problem that one person can solve.

Yang Yu didn't offer much explanation.

Only he himself knows how terrifying his current attributes are.

[Pact of Stars] allows him to share 30% of the attributes of thousands of clones.

And each of his clones, under the blessing of Principal Yun Ruoxi's Divine Skill [Mythical Blessing - Myriad Phenomena Return to One], had All Attributes temporarily soar to one trillion!

Most importantly, he just obtained the title of Limit Breaker, which is of Super Divine Artifact quality!

Effect 1: Limit Breakthrough - All final attributes will be increased tenfold!

What is ten times one trillion?

Ten trillion?

No, it's ten trillion!

This is only one of the attributes of a clone.

And now, he can summon tens of thousands of such clones!

Tens of thousands of clones, each sharing 30% of the attributes, further amplified by various sets of equipment and Mythical Ring...

Even Yang Yu himself couldn't calculate exactly how high his final attributes were.

All he knew was that the organization was called "Beijing".

One capital city is equal to ten trillion.

He seriously doubted whether those Legendary Expert who had long been famous on Blue Star possessed such high attributes.

What's more, he also possesses a Divinity level of 200!

That's his greatest source of confidence!

Divinity is the ladder to the realm of the Domain of God, the key to qualitative change!

200 points of Divinity are enough for his attacks to ignore the vast majority of Legendary-grade defenses!

With the explosive increase in his attributes, the number of his clones has already exceeded the heavens.

Ten thousand attribute points are enough to support one clone.

In theory, his current attributes are enough to summon a trillion clones!

One trillion!

Even a single spit from each of them could drown that so-called Abyss Legions!

If one can't defeat them, what about a thousand, ten thousand, or a hundred million?

Looking at Yang Yu's confident, almost arrogant eyes, Elder Wang's words stuck in his throat.

He couldn't see a trace of fear or bravado in Yang Yu's eyes.

Only peace.

A calm as deep as the ocean.

After a long silence, Elder Wang slumped back into his chair, waved his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay... I believe you. I... I'll stay here and support you."

He knew he might really be getting old.

This era no longer belongs to these old folks.

Meanwhile, the Wall of Sighs.

The Ten-Thousand-Mile Defense Line was deathly silent.

Everyone's gaze was fixed blankly on the black torrent of tens of thousands of Legendary-grade monsters that was slowly pressing in from afar.

Despair, like the deepest nightmare, shrouds the heart of everyone.

Even the most powerful figures on Blue Star, such as Li Qingcang, Odin, and the Pope, were solemn and silent at this moment.

They are prepared to fight to the death.

They may die, but they must die with meaning.

They were willing to risk their lives to buy even a second more for the "Spark Plan" in the rear.

"Gentlemen, prepare for... a desperate battle." Li Qingcang took a deep breath, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and his voice echoed throughout the entire Dragon Country War Zone.

Upon hearing this, the Warrior on the wall gripped their weapons tighter. Although their faces still showed fear, they also displayed a resolute determination to fight to the death.

They are soldiers of the Dragon Country!

They may die in battle, but they will never retreat a single step!

However, just as this tragic atmosphere reached its peak...

A calm voice suddenly rang in the ears of all the Legendary Expert.

"Thank you for your hard work, seniors."

"From now on, I can handle all this trash myself."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of every Legend clearly.

Li Qingcang turned around abruptly, looking at the Golden Army behind him, his face filled with astonishment.

"Disciple, you..."

He looked puzzled.

He knew his apprentice was Prodigy, but this situation was no joke!

Those are tens of thousands of Legend!

"Master, believe me."

One of Yang Yu's clones gave Li Qingcang a confident smile.

And it was at this moment.

Behind the Wall of Sighs, space rippled slightly.

Yang Yu's true form and Elder Wang's figure appeared silently on the City Wall.

Their appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Meanwhile, the Abyss Legions in the distance finally reached the edge of that vast Spatial Abyss.

Leading them were the dozen or so Abyss Grand Duke of the Abyss, whose auras were terrifying.

One of them, a Fallen Angel with twelve pairs of jet-black wings and a handsome yet eerie face, slowly stepped forward.

He looked down at the tiny figures on the Wall of Sighs, a smile both elegant and cruel on his lips.

"Humble natives of Blue Star, I am Morning Star Lucifer, the First of the Twelve Grand Dukes under Lord Asmodeus."

His voice possessed a peculiar magic, as if it could bewitch people.

"Originally, someone from a lower plane like yours wouldn't deserve my personal attention."

"However, it is not my lord Asmodeus who has developed even the slightest interest in your barren world..."

Lucifer's tone was filled with undisguised Arrogance and contempt.

"Look at you, how weak and pathetic you are. Just like those insects we crush with a flick of our wrists."

He pointed to the spot where the Alien Race Lord had just been wiped out and chuckled, "There's only one path waiting for you."

"That is, to turn your world to Dust!"

"Of course, my Lord Asmodeus is merciful and willing to give you so-called Legend a chance to live."

"That is, abandon your ridiculous resistance, offer your souls, and become one of us. You will gain eternal life, and... power far beyond what you currently possess."