The Entire Army Ordered to Retreat! Only Fu Hua Went Against the Tide, Sacrificing Herself to Save Everyone

"Repeat, this is the highest order from Bishop Otto Apocalypse."

"Evacuate the battlefield immediately."

The instructions are clear and unquestionable.

However, a crimson figure was moving against the flow through the ruins, rushing towards the center where the Honkai was most concentrated.

She is Fu Hua.

Inside the Pantheon, an uproar erupted instantly.

"What?!" Xue Ye frowned deeply. As Emperor, he couldn't understand this kind of disobedience on the battlefield. "The highest order has been given, why advance? This is courting death!"

Marshal Dai Hao's gaze sharpened. "On the battlefield, military orders are absolute. This person is named Fu Hua, and her actions constitute utter betrayal. Unless..."

"Unless the consequences of obeying orders are even more unacceptable than disobeying them," Tang San calmly replied, his Purple Demon Eye fixed on the resolute figure in the image. "She's going to save people, and that 'bishop's' order is to abandon them."

Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye flickered; he could feel Fu Hua's tragic determination to go against the tide, even if it meant facing a million men.

"Her mental fortitude... was like a burning piece of steel, unwavering in the slightest. She knew exactly what she was about to face."

Gu Yuena's silver eyes reflected the Light Screen as she softly said, "That 'bishop' named Otto doesn't seem to care about the saintess's life or death. The relationship between them is very complicated."

Just then, an elegant figure blocked Fu Hua's path in the scene.

Holding a silver scythe and dressed in a maid outfit, her posture was impeccable, as if she were not on a battlefield, but rather extending an invitation for afternoon tea.

"Fu Hua, please wait."

Rita Losweiser, the vice-captain of [The Immortal Blades], smiled, but there was a hint of icy chill in her smile.

"You should have heard His Excellency's orders."

Fu Hua stopped in her tracks. Her voice was calm and still, yet it carried an undeniable firmness.

"Get out of the way, Rita."

"I'm afraid I cannot comply." Rita lightly swung her scythe, its sharp blade still gleaming coldly despite the corrosive effect of Honkai Energy. "My duty is to ensure that His Holiness the Bishop's orders are executed perfectly."

The atmosphere inside the Pantheon became tense once again.

"Internal strife?" Zhou Weiqing's eyes widened. "Fighting among your own people? What on earth is this Otto up to?"

Bei Bei also looked puzzled. "That maid looks very strong, is she really going to attack her companion?"

He Caitou rubbed his bald head. "This is troublesome. There are terrifying enemies ahead, and our own people are blocking our way from behind."

Conflict is imminent.

Fu Hua didn't say another word.

Words are no longer of any use.

Her figure blurred, her fist whistling through the air, carrying the true essence of martial arts honed over thousands of years, striking directly at Rita.

Clang!

The fist struck the hilt of the sickle with a crisp sound.

Lita remained completely still, and the smile on her face did not change at all.

"Immortal, your power... seems to have declined more severely than I imagined." She said softly, but the scythe in her hand transformed into a silver whirlwind, swirling back towards Fu Hua.

Fu Hua's eyes narrowed, and he unleashed the Heart Fist Art, combining offense and defense within a small space.

Her moves were exquisite; every punch and every kick contained profound truths.

Ye Yinzhu's eyes lit up. "What incredible close-combat skills! This isn't just about brute force; it's about bringing technique and artistry to their absolute limit!"

Ji Dong nodded, his eyes full of admiration. "The flames gathered on her fist, yet remained contained, only to erupt in an instant. Her control over energy has reached its pinnacle."

However, Rita's scythe, like a persistent leech, always manages to deflect Fu Hua's attacks with the most cunning angles and the most elegant movements.

Her fighting style is calm, efficient, and deadly.

"This maid is a monster!" Tian Hen murmured. "Her fighting style is like a precise machine, without any flaws."

The two exchanged blows with lightning speed, dozens of rounds in a breathtaking display.

But everyone could see that Fu Hua was falling behind.

Each breath she took was heavier than the last, and her strength was constantly draining away.

Just as Rita's scythe was about to block Fu Hua's retreat, an even taller figure appeared between the two.

With her long golden hair and pure white armor, she looked like Valkyrie straight out of mythology.

Durandal.

The strongest Valkyrie in Schicksal.

She simply stood there, without even making a move, and an invisible pressure made Rita stop attacking.

"Captain?" Rita bowed slightly.

Durandal didn't look at her; her gaze remained calmly fixed on Fu Hua.

"Let her pass."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Rita's smile vanished for the first time, and she looked somewhat taken aback. "But, Captain, the Bishop's orders are..."

"I said, let her go." Durandal repeated, her tone becoming more forceful.

Rita remained silent for a moment, then finally put away her scythe, took a step back, and made way for her.

"Yes, Captain."

Inside the Pantheon, everyone was speechless, stunned by this sudden turn of events.

"Why... why is this?" Ning Rongrong covered her mouth. "The strongest person appeared, but instead of stopping them, she let them pass?"

Tang Wulin's eyes were filled with shock. "This woman named Durandal... she also disobeyed orders! And as the captain, she openly disobeyed them!"

"Wow! I love this blonde bombshell!" Zhou Weiqing slapped his thigh. "She's got personality! She's got guts!"

Tang San's brows furrowed even deeper.

This doesn't make sense.

The fact that an organization's top combatant openly defied the orders of its supreme leader suggests a wealth of hidden information.

This shows that the Mandate of Schicksal is not a monolithic entity.

This woman named Durandal has her own judgment, and her status and strength are enough for her to make such judgments without worrying about the consequences.

"What is her relationship with Fu Hua?" Huo Yuhao muttered to himself. He tried to use his Divine Power to investigate Durandal in the picture, but he felt that his Divine Power was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without any echo.

This woman is unfathomable.

On the Light Screen, Fu Hua neither thanked them nor lingered.

She gave Durandal a deep look before transforming into a streak of light and rushing towards the city center shrouded in darkness.

There, a white-haired figure hovered in mid-air.

Around her, space was constantly distorting and shattering, and countless Subspace Lance were generated out of thin air, pouring down on the earth like a torrential rain, turning all life and architecture into dust.

The Kong Law User.