Little Gummy Bear
"Master, unrecorded attribute fluctuations have been detected ahead, in large numbers."
Yun Jingheng did not respond, staring motionlessly at the sky ahead.
The night was pitch black, but the northern horizon seemed to be slowly illuminated from the depths.
It was a completely unnatural band of dark purple light, undulating along the horizon.
The request for Half-Sweet Coffee has been made three times in a row, each time more urgent than the last.
He slowly turned his head to look at Xie Xie.
Xie Xie was also looking at him. The man who had been chattering the whole way was now silent, only nodding very slightly.
Yun Jingheng then looked Yuanen Yehui Yuanen Yehui, whose knuckles were clenched so tightly they turned white, and nodded.
Finally, he looked at Ye Xinglan.
Ye Xinglan smiled slightly at him.
Yun Jingheng took a deep breath.
"Half-Sweet Coffee," he said softly.
"Exist."
"Enter the code to wake up the Little Gummy Bear."
"Received. Entering wake-up key. Five, four, three, two, one. Code via. Little Gummy Bear loading."
All the screens inside the car went dark for a moment at the same time.
When it lit up again, the originally blue interface seemed to have been stirred up from within, and the light patterns became bright and lively.
A sound, completely different from that of the Half-Sweet Coffee, rang out.
Crisper, brighter, with an irrepressible excitement, like a little animal that has just woken up and smells the battlefield as soon as it opens its eyes.
"Long time no see, Master. Long time no see, Half-Sweet Coffee."
"Long time no see," Yun Jingheng said.
There are so many unfamiliar fluctuations ahead.
The Little Gummy Bear said, its voice surprisingly eager, "Want to fight?"
"Want."
Yun Jingheng said, "And a lot."
The Little Gummy Bear smiled very lightly and brightly, "I woke up just in time."
Behind the Blood God Legion, on a watchtower, a sentry with a face full of ice crystals suddenly froze.
He suddenly turned his head and looked south.
In the pitch black, there is light.
The light came so fast, like a gray-blue shooting star, skimming across the surface of the ice field, leaving a long blue trail behind it.
Above it, several wing-like structures loomed in and out of sight, each opening and closing seeming to slice through the night.
"South side--! A high-speed object is approaching from the south!"
The sentry rushed to the communicator, his voice hoarse, "Not the Abyss! Not the Abyss! Bright blue! Extremely fast! Three kilometers to the main camp—no, two kilometers! We're here—!"
Before he could finish speaking, the beam of light had already passed the outermost sentry post.
Without stopping, the wings folded down, and the vehicle lowered its body.
The gray-black sports car, like a lightning bolt skimming the ground, passed between the two dilapidated soul guidance towers, creating a snow wave several meters high.
Before the taxi guards could even see what it was, the car had already entered the defensive line.
"Should we stop them or not?" Someone asked, holding Soul Tool Gun, their hand trembling.
"Why are you stopping us! They're our own people!" Tang Wulin's voice came through the communicator.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the gray-black sports car sped into the outer perimeter of the main camp.
It did not slow down.
The wheels folded completely the moment they touched the ground.
The car body suddenly leaped upwards, as if something was pushing it open from the inside.
The entire vehicle's mechanical structure began to disassemble, flip, and reassemble in mid-air.
The silver-gray metallic scales unfolded one by one, the front of the car stretched forward, and the rear of the car rose high.
The two hind limbs suddenly ejected from the chassis, followed by the forelimbs landing on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, a gray-black Mechanical Tyrant Dragon was standing on the snow.
It was over three zhang tall, and its dragon tail swept across, knocking an overturned military vehicle several zhang away.
The ice beneath my feet was cracked like a spider web.
The dragon's mouth was slightly open, revealing a deep blue light, like it was holding a half-moon.
"It's Jing Heng!" Xu Xiaoyan exclaimed first.
Her voice carried from the front of the main camp, high-pitched and bright, carried on the wind.
The Mechanical Tyrant Dragon's back plates opened simultaneously, launching four figures who flipped in the air before landing steadily on the battlefield.
Yun Jingheng landed to the left front of the Tyrant Dragon.
Ye Xinglan landed to his right, her sword already half an inch from its sheath.
Xie Xie and Yuanen Yehui separated to the left and right, their movements so quick that they left only two shallow marks on the snow.
"Little Gummy Bear, take control of the mech and begin clearing the field freely," Yun Jingheng said as he landed.
"Roger! Takeover complete. Target locked— Abyss Clan," Little Gummy Bear responded crisply.
The Mechanical Tyrant Dragon Rex raised its head and let out a deep, long metallic roar.
The sound didn't come from the throat; the entire fuselage was vibrating.
The Abyss creatures surged towards them, and the Destruction Swarm also changed direction.
The Tyrant Dragon took a step, and the ground cracked.
With a flick of its thick tail, more than a dozen Abyss creatures that had charged ahead were sent flying like bursting bags.
The dragon opened its mouth, and a blue-white beam of light shot out, clearing a path through the swarm of Destruction Swarm in mid-air.
Yun Jingheng stepped forward.
Black, black, black, black, red, red, orange-gold.
Seven Soul Ring rose one after another from beneath his feet, Soul Ring releasing an extremely terrifying aura in the Far North night, causing the snow on the surrounding ice plains to churn outwards.
The Good Corpse and the Evil Corpse separated from him at the same time.
The Good Corpse was dressed in white, its body radiating Moonlight; the Evil Corpse was dressed in black, its eyes gleaming with bloodlust.
The two corpses stood on the left and right, their Soul Ring lighting up simultaneously, with the same configuration as Yun Jingheng's: four black, two red, and one orange-gold.
Eighteen Soul Ring, three Martial Soul.
"Open."
Yun Jingheng only uttered this one word.
The three of them soared into the sky at the same time. Behind Yun Jingheng, the Silver Moon rose, and the phase of the moon shifted to the full Gazing Moon. Behind the Good Corpse, the moon was as white as frost, and the phase of the moon shifted to the Crescent Moon. Behind the Evil Corpse, the Blood Moon stretched across the sky, and the phase of the moon fell directly to the Blood Moon.
Three moons hung high in the sky at the same time, illuminating the entire Far North Ice Plains as if it were daytime.
In that instant, all the taxi drivers in the Blood God Legion who were still standing unconsciously raised their heads.
Zhang Huanyun gripped his sword, his lips moving, Long Tianwu, Long Yuxue, and Blood God Camp members Blood One through Blood Nine remained silent.
What they saw was no longer just reinforcements; they saw three Martial Soul Avatar, each imbued with the aura of a complete God Trial.
Yun Jingheng clasped his hands together, and the Moonlight Sword grew ten zhang in length.
He didn't shout again.
The sword cleaved straight down from above.
With a lock-on Gazing Moon and unpredictable tracking, the sword light made three extremely tricky turns in mid-air, slicing the leading Black Clan warrior in half at the waist.
The sword energy continued its relentless advance, sending over a dozen Abyss creatures flying in a straight line behind them.
The Good Corpse attacked simultaneously.
The power of the Crescent Moon behind him was fully channeled into the Moonlight Chains, and all sixty-four chains unfolded simultaneously, pinning a swarm of Destruction Swarm and Abyss spiders to the ice surface.
The frost spread wildly from the chains, and the ice layer grew thicker and thicker. Within a few breaths, all the Abyss creatures that were locked up were frozen into ice statues.
The Evil Corpse had already rushed into the most densely populated area of Abyss, its Blood Moon Curse Seal, and its black and red sword was like a tireless harvester.
Each sword strike brought forth a burst of bloody light, the Blood Moon devouring current health points. With a single sweep of the sword, several Abyss demons didn't even have the strength to regenerate.
But what truly silenced the battlefield for a moment was the Mechanical Tyrant Dragon.
The Little Gummy Bear opened its dragon mouth again.
The blue-white flames didn't shoot out directly, but instead compressed continuously in front of the dragon's mouth, becoming so bright that those around couldn't open their eyes.
The next second, an extremely thick beam of blue-white light shot out.
The Plasma Disintegration Blaze, and the beam of light hit the ground without any explosion sound.
Wherever the light, a blue-white light, passed, the Destruction Swarm was wiped off the face of the earth, leaving not even ashes behind.
A giant Abyss worm that had just crawled out of a crack was struck by a beam of light, and its entire body began to disappear from the middle.
Starting with each of the ions that make it up, it disintegrates inch by inch, eventually turning into nothingness.
The Abyss creatures killed by the Plasma Disintegration Blaze left no trace behind.
They can't go back; the Abyss Monarch's law of resurrection is completely ineffective against them at this moment.
"My God!" Blood Three gasped, nearly dropping the double axes from his hands.
He had spent half his life fighting in the Abyss, and this was the first time he had ever seen those seemingly inexhaustible demons truly wiped out.
Yun Jingheng didn't give him any more time to reflect.
He glanced down at the densely packed, still-emerging army of Abyss below, then suddenly raised the Moonlight Sword above his head.
The Gazing Moon shone from the center of the sword.
The Good Corpse and Evil Corpse simultaneously raised their swords, and three sword energies converged from different directions, gathering towards the main sword in Yun Jingheng's hand.
The Yin Force surged up in that instant, and the light on the sword tip became so bright that its color was indistinguishable.
He made a downward stroke.
Silvery-white sword energy descended from the sky, like a curtain tearing through the night in the Far North.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the ice surface was cut in two.
A long and deep trench ran across the battlefield, cleaving the entire Abyss race in two.
Limbs and black blood splattered across the icy plains, and the entire Abyss faction was momentarily stunned by this sword strike.