Creations in the Deep Mountains

In the Far North, the night is always longer than the day.

The Blood God Legion's main camp is nestled between ice fields and mountains, where the wind howls from morning till night, like countless people roaring outside the walls.

The fire was blazing in the conference room, and several Soul Guidance Lamp illuminated the long table, making it appear white.

None of the people sitting here looked relaxed.

Zhang Huanyun sat in the main seat, her back very straight.

This veteran commander, who has led the Blood God Legion for many years, has graying temples, but his eyes are still as hard as the frozen soil of the Far North.

He was placing something that looked like a letter on the table, not in a hurry to speak.

To his left sat Long Tianwu, and behind him was Long Yuxue.

Blood God Camp Blood One to Blood Nine sat on either side of the long table, Aruheng stood against the wall, and Sima Jinchi sat at the farthest point, wiping his knife with an old cloth.

Tang Wulin and Xu Xiaoyan sat on the side closest to the door.

Xu Xiaoyan placed her hands on her knees, while Tang Wulin sat upright with his lips pursed, remaining silent.

"Everyone's here, so let's not waste any more words."

Zhang Huanyun spoke first, his voice deep and rough, like a stone rolling on ice, "Three days ago, another wave of Abyss came from the abyss. This time, it was things from the seventh level and below, and their numbers exceeded eight hundred."

"Two breaches have been torn in the soul-guiding barrier of our three western positions, resulting in the deaths of over thirty brothers. They haven't moved tonight, but the scouts report a heat source gathering beneath the ice. There will be another wave by tomorrow night at the latest."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Long Tianwu.

Long Tianwu understood and continued, "The legion's deployment has been pushed to its limit. In the past three months, the Federation has not sent a single soldier to reinforce the Far North."

"Once the war started in the East Sea, half of our supply lines were cut off. We still have enough ammunition, but our food supplies are running out. If we continue fighting, our brothers will have to risk their lives to fill the gaps."

The meeting room was eerily quiet.

Only the wind seeped in through the gaps in the ceiling, causing the lights to sway gently.

The Blood God Camp members exchanged glances, but no one spoke first.

They knew better than anyone how powerful the Abyss.

Previously, with regular reinforcements from the Federation, the Legion was able to hold its ground with ease.

Now that war has broken out in the East Sea, the Far North has become an isolated place.

They're not incapable of fighting, they're just running out of steam.

Blood Three spoke first, "We can't keep defending like this. The western flank is no longer suitable for fighting with the soul-guided barrier."

"The best approach is to retreat, shrinking the defensive line to the main valley entrance. The valley entrance is narrow, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Using the Blood God Camp as a weapon, we can let the Abyss in to fight, which should hold out for at least half a month."

"Retreating can buy time."

Long Yuxue said coldly, "But after we retreat, we'll have to abandon those three outposts and the outer outposts. Our supply depots are buried there. Do you intend to leave them to the Abyss?"

"It's better than letting them pay with human lives," Blood Three said.

"Alright." Zhang Huanyun, stopping the argument.

He looked around, and finally his gaze settled on Tang Wulin and Xu Xiaoyan.

"I didn't call you here today to rehash these old arguments; I want to ask you something else."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "So, is Yun Jingheng from Shrek able to come? When will he arrive?"

Tang Wulin raised his head, Xu Xiaoyan also looked at Zhang Huanyun.

The Blood God Camp members all turned their gazes over at the same time. Aruheng crossed his arms, and Sima Jinchi stopped wiping his knife.

Clearly, they've been waiting for this question for a long time.

"Jing Heng is already on his way," Xu Xiaoyan first.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was steady.

"We received news that Yun Jingheng has left the mountain and is heading towards the Far North."

Tang Wulin said, his tone neither humble nor arrogant, "He took the mountain road, not the Federation official road. At his speed, he has at most five to six days left."

"Five or six days," Zhang Huanyun repeated.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure he can change anything? It's not that I don't believe in him. I've heard about what happened to that kid in Heaven Dou City."

"But the Abyss isn't Federation outpost. His fighting ability is one thing; whether he can hold his ground here is another."

Tang Wulin did not avoid his gaze. "I understand. That's why I never said 'His arrival guarantees victory over the Abyss '."

"But before we came, Yun Jingheng had already recalculated the terrain of the Far North, the frequency of Abyss, and the legion's combat losses over the past six months. He asked me to pass on a message to the general."

"Explain."

"Don't retreat. Hold the western flank for another three days."

Tang Wulin said, "Three days later, he arrived with 'something new'."

The meeting room became even quieter.

Blood One Cao Dezhi frowned. "Something new?"

Tang Wulin didn't elaborate, only saying, "I don't know what it is either. But he said that if we can't make it in time, it's not too late to retreat."

"For the next three days, all he needs to do is have the legion guard the main valley entrance and avoid getting entangled with the main force of the Abyss."

Zhang Huanyun looked at him with a deep gaze, as if she wanted to see right through him.

After a long pause, he nodded. "I trust the Tang Sect, and I trust Shrek. I'll bet on him for these three days. But let me make this clear: if he doesn't show up, someone will have to take responsibility for the losses on the western flank and the outer outposts."

"I'll take responsibility," Tang Wulin said.

Xu Xiaoyan also stood up. "I'm here too. I'm not leaving."

Zhang Huanyun stared at him for a while, and finally hummed in agreement.

He got up, walked to the map, and began to rearrange the defenses.

Long Tianwu and the Blood God Camp generals surrounded them again.

Tang Wulin and Xu Xiaoyan remained seated. Xu Xiaoyan glanced at Tang Wulin discreetly and saw that his fist, which had been resting on his knee, slowly loosened, his palms covered in sweat.

She didn't say anything, but simply leaned her shoulder closer to him.

"Holy crap... Jing Heng! You're a genius!"

Xie Xie was slumped in the passenger seat, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He touched the car door, then knocked on the window, then looked up at the roof, and finally reached his hand to the edge of the dashboard, where it was gently deflected by a very thin blue light.

He withdrew his hand, his mouth still agape. "How come this thing has a temper?"

"Half-Sweet Coffee, don't bully him."

Yun Jingheng leaned back in his seat, his eyelids half-open, and said lazily, "He's never seen the world."

"Holy crap--!"

The car drove out from inside the mountain.

To be precise, it was Yun Jingheng spent those three months painstakingly modifying it, bit by bit, deep inside the cave.

It was originally a Black-Grade Mecha. When Ye Xinglan left the Blacksmith Association, she and Zhen Hua purchased a large amount of high-grade metals as instructed by Yun Jingheng. Mu Ye also gave them his experience in making Red-Grade Mecha.

After he successfully recreated the nuclear bomb, he immediately began modifying it.

Currently, it's a cool gray-black sports car, but it hasn't been painted yet.

Half-Sweet Coffee has taken over driving, and the route is slowly scrolling on the blue screen in the center of the console.

They were traveling on a narrow path that even wild animals wouldn't bother to tread, yet the car moved like a silver-gray fish, silently swimming among the trees and rocks.

Xie Xie was still marveling, "You've managed to build a car in just three months without making a sound?"

"This is nothing," Yun Jingheng said.

He glanced at the receding cedar forest outside the car window, then turned back, "It can change."

"Change to what?" Xie Xie asked.

"Beast form and human form."

"You... you're amazing."