Heading Toward the Predestined Ending

"I fucking %&...￥#..."

Honestly, when they saw the savage giant beast nearly two hundred meters tall before them, even quite a few of Starfire's young cultivators, who had always been well-mannered, could not help but curse.

Fu Ling, living up to expectations, precisely voiced everyone's feelings toward the thing:

"This stitched-together monster really ought to let the old mother who created it have a good time."

Honestly, it was indeed crude, but when dealing with something that desecrated life like this, so-called manners truly had no need to exist.

"Tell me, how do we deal with this thing?"

Cursing was one thing, but the moment they charged into the valley, everyone knew that if they did not settle this battle once and for all, they definitely would not be leaving.

The reason was simple.

Both sides had brought out their hidden trump cards. Retreating now would not only be intolerable to the Cult on the other side—even Starfire would not be able to hold together.

Nearly half the elite they had sent out were already dead, and they had not gained so much as an inch of the territory they were supposed to seize. When everyone had stepped forward, they had promised that all who returned alive would be promoted. If they pulled their men back now, then sorry, the entirety of Ice-Snow Mountain City would turn around and start bleeding Starfire headquarters dry.

Supporting people who had genuinely made contributions was no issue.

Just as in the old Red Kingdom, it was only natural for comrades to help one another. Nothing was more important than unity of ideology.

But if they had to use their own people's hard work to support a pack of fur-eating, blood-drinking beasts that could not speak human language and did not even know how