Chapter 1387 - 885: The Empire’s Fall

"Roar!" A dragon’s roar exploded in the sky.

Under the astonished gazes of the endless soldiers of the Human Race, a White Jade Dragon darted out from the side of Mud Po’s ear.

Logically speaking, such a scene was already shocking enough.

What made people even more astonished was that the towering, earth-shaking Mud Po Goddess Sculpture seemed to freeze in place.

It wasn’t just it—even the Mud Po Goddess Sculptures in Asa City also came to a halt.

"Zizz~zizz!"

Du Yu’s figure flickered, appearing dozens of meters above the head of the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture.

This was intentional on his part!

Du Yu wanted everyone to see this Mud Po was beneath his feet, reduced to a servant of our side.

Perhaps this posture wasn’t enough to clearly convey this message.

But as Mud Po turned around, slaughtered its way into the Youhan Army in the city using thousands of mud hands, everyone naturally understood everything.

No matter what kind of Demon Technique Du Yu used, this Supreme Mud Po... submitted!

In fact, no one cared what Demon Technique Du Yu used.

When the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture raised its butcher’s knife toward the Youhan Army, people’s hearts were filled only with the ecstasy of surviving a calamity!

Some even burst into tears of joy.

"Du Yu!"

"Du, Du Yu."

"Du Yu, the master of the Paper Crane..." murmurs, shouts, and cries of disbelief resounded from all around.

That tiny human standing atop the head of the Supreme Mud Po became the only divine presence over the Asa Capital City.

Du Yu looked down at the broken city with a gloomy expression: "Mud Bodhisattva, clay creatures."

The Three Holy Han received the command and promptly urged the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture to unleash a Demon Skill.

From the ground beneath Mud Po’s feet, earthen figures rose shakily, piecing together.

At the same time, the thousands of mud hands behind the Supreme Mud Po also descended.

Have you ever witnessed a palm technique descending from the sky?

What? You’ve seen one?

Then how about a thousand?

The tide of battle turned!

The sharpest spear of the Youhan Army suddenly became the deadly blade in Du Yu’s hand, as the dynamic changed, the entire world transformed before their eyes.

At least, for those humans and beast races who narrowly escaped death, everything had changed.

"Ha..." Du Yu let out a deep sigh, his gloomy face filled with unspeakable desolation, his heart trembling.

He stood high, originally trying to locate any potential Saint Minister, as that was the only creature capable of posing a threat to him.

But all he saw was devastation.

Too tragic, too cruel...

The city was filled with the ghastly sight of dead soldiers and Demon Beasts, rivers of blood flowing.

Scattered throughout the city were soldiers putting up a desperate resistance, and these squads were also getting overwhelmed by the tidal wave of the Youhan Army.

Even though Du Yu led the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture, sounding the horn of counterattack, the soldiers trapped in battle were still being attacked by the Youhan Army.

Wait!

That person is...

Du Yu’s eyes narrowed, heart pounding heavily.

He seemed to see a familiar figure—Shi Hua?

Shi Hua from the Great Xia Twenty-Ninth Bureau·Third Department Second Squad?!

Though they were colleagues, they rarely met.

The last time they interacted was at the Gossoxone Capital City, when Du Yu and others assisted the Second Squad in retrieving the Purple Gold Dragon Pattern Bracelet, compensating for the squad’s mistakes.

"Zizz~zizz!"

Suddenly flashing, Du Yu exploded into a shattered street.

Eternal Diamond·Heaven-Suppressing Mountain!

Du Yu stomped down on the street, launching War Trample, as endless electric currents splattered from beneath his feet.

The Cold Race General chasing him had no time to react, blown away by the lightning.

"Clatter!" The Cold Qi Armor on the Cold Race General shattered, while Du Yu flickered away.

He plucked the Withered Arrow from his mouth, the Demon Breath surging in his hand as the Demon Soldier Array on the Withered Arrow suddenly lit up.

"Sss!" The arrowhead pierced into flesh.

Du Yu appeared on the path of the General’s retreat, holding the arrow, instantly piercing through the General’s skull.

The Cold Race man’s pupils contracted violently.

In the final moment of his life, he seemed to see a blood-drenched arrowhead protruding from his forehead.

"Buzz!" The Withered Arrow absorbed the Cold Race man’s life force with such ferocity that Du Yu had to release the arrow shaft.

In the distance, Shi Hua stared blankly at Du Yu, seemingly petrified.

"Sister Shi Hua?" Du Yu looked toward the woman across the street, calling out.

The Shi Hua he remembered was vibrant and cheerful, a straightforward and bold woman.

But now her clothes were tattered, she seemed dazed as if on the brink of collapse.

"Sister Shi Hua?" Du Yu quickly approached, and Shi Hua finally responded.

"Xiaodu, you’re here." Shi Hua forced a smile, one that was heart-wrenching to see.

"You’re here alone?" Du Yu asked hastily, "Where are the others?"

"Meow!" Along with a sharp cat’s cry, a Wind Beam suddenly attacked.

Du Yu sprang forward, swiftly rushing with Shi Hua toward the building’s door.

At the same time, a silver beast emerged behind him.

The Desolate Silver Lynx, insanely arrogant, charged straight through the Wind Beam at the Evil Soul Cat!

The Desolate Silver Lynx on the street was wreaking havoc, while Du Yu, standing at the building’s entrance, was completely frozen in place.

In the wrecked mall hall stood two figures: the leader of the Second Squad, Professor Hu Yihua, and the youngest disciple, Zhang Tianxiao.

Those still standing were, of course, alive.

And the two lying on the ground, their bodies shattered...

"Xiaodu." Shi Hua finally broke down; her eyes reddened, her voice slightly trembling.

The two deceased inside were her comrade-in-arms Qi Tian and her beloved He Changfeng.

Du Yu pushed open the door and walked in step by step.

"Du Yu!" Zhang Tianxiao, covered in blood, couldn’t help but shout upon seeing Du Yu.

"Tianxiao!" Hu Yihua sternly stopped him.

Zhang Tianxiao looked at the old professor, opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his head.

Du Yu gazed dumbfoundedly at the two skeletons; He Changfeng was cut in half, while Qi Tian was missing a large part of his body!

Shocking!

The city was littered with the skeletons of both the Human Race and Beast Race, and faces of Great Xia were not few.

Du Yu’s heart was already filled with sorrow, and at this moment...

In fact, he rarely met with the members of Squad Two; to speak of personal relationships, there were not many.

But on a professional level, Squad Two was Du Yu’s comrades!

And in all these years of battle against Youhan, this was the first time Du Yu saw someone he knew die.

Du Yu’s mind buzzed.

In his memory, He Changfeng was always like a husband afraid of his wife, silently packing away Shi Hua’s cigarette case.

In his recollections, Qi Tian always had a cigarette in his mouth, smiling carefree.

"Xiaodu, you’ve already controlled the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture." Hu Yihua said gravely.

The room fell silent.

"Xiaodu!" Hu Yihua raised his voice, "You’ve already controlled the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture!"

"Ah." Du Yu finally snapped back to reality, shifted his gaze from the two skeletons, and looked at Hu Yihua’s weathered face.

"Quickly go!" Hu Yihua immediately urged, "Take the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture and reclaim Asa City; complete the task, save more people!"

Du Yu spoke with some agitation: "Why are you on the northern frontline? Why aren’t you acting with Master Qing? You all..."

"Du Yu!" Hu Yihua said sternly, "Now is not the time to ask such questions."

Yet, as a Demon Taming General·Peak Stage, Hu Yihua could no longer suppress Du Yu with momentum.

Du Yu: "How did Bureau assign the mission..."

Hu Yihua’s expression was serious: "Du Yu! We are also part of the Twenty-Ninth Bureau’s field team!

We are a frontline unit with Ancient Spiritual Artifacts, just like you; we are also relied upon by other teams!"

In truth, every piece of Ancient Spiritual Artifact was a leader in its respective field.

And since joining the Twenty-Ninth Bureau, every person, especially every field officer who acquired an Ancient Spiritual Artifact, has taken on endless responsibilities and duties.

Zhang Tianxiao muttered with his head down: "If only this Mud Po hadn’t suddenly appeared..."

"Shut up!" Hu Yihua reprimanded sharply, once again looking at Du Yu, "Du Yu, immediately go execute the mission."

"Professor Hu!" Shi Hua finally couldn’t resist speaking, "Let Du Yu collect the skeletons of Senior Brother and Changfeng into the Mountain and Sea Bell."

With a crisp sound of "snap".

Du Yu suddenly turned his head and discovered, in the dark corner of the hall, a gigantic Demon Beast still existed.

Du Yu, his mind entirely disturbed by the death of his colleagues, hadn’t even noticed its presence!

This is... Furious Fire Ape?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Furious Fire Ape’s steps were so heavy, its mountain-like body loomed towards Du Yu.

"Furious Fire?"

"Furious Fire!" Hu Yihua and Shi Hua both spoke up to stop it.

Yet Furious Fire Ape knelt halfway, its large hand pressed toward Du Yu, and the Demon Soul emerged within its palm.

Du Yu’s eyes slightly widened, and scenes floated in his mind.

Outside Asa City, Human and Beast Race Corps spread out their lines, a thick Crystal Wall rose from the ground, projecting sharp Crystal Blocks against the Cold Beast Army pressing from the west.

The generals of Squad Two maneuvered inside and outside the defense lines, controlling Demon Beasts, activating Demon Skills, and wielding Ancient Spiritual Artifacts, each displaying their Divine Techniques.

Until...

Huge mud spikes shot from the underground, instantly shattering all life on the battle line.

Supreme·Mud Po Goddess Sculpture!

At that moment, Qi Tian was merging with Furious Fire Ape, flying together in the air; he only had time to rotate his eyeballs downward before the edge of a mud spike pierced half his body.

Under immense force, Qi Tian was blasted far, far away...

A swarm of Demon Pets quickly appeared from Qi Tian’s body, while the wails and screams from afar were incessant.

A tragic story, so simple it’s unbelievable.

More lamentably, such stories are but one among hundreds and thousands.

For Du Yu, Supreme was an opponent, even a servant.

But for common humanity, Supreme only needed to slightly move a finger to crush everyone’s life.

Even the mighty Qi Tian, under Supreme’s mud spike ambush, had no resistance.

Mud Po Goddess Sculpture rose from the ground, shattering all so-called defensive lines.

Youhan Army roared unrestrainedly, forcefully advancing.

Furious Fire Ape, holding its master’s shattered body, sought rescue amidst the relentless bombardment of endless Demon Skills, searching for Healing-type Monster Beasts.

However, on the chaotic battlefield, both Human and Beast Races were too busy with their survival.

People fell one after another under Youhan Army’s offensive, while others fled with Demon Beasts, escaping into the city in panic.

A crushing defeat, no one could stave off disaster.

"Don’t be sad, Furious Fire, I’ve finally... finally can rest."

"My life, Qi Tian, has no regrets... no regrets towards parents, comrades, Great Xia."

"But, I’m ashamed to you, Furious Fire."

"You, and other comrades, are different; you shouldn’t stop... shouldn’t for me, cough, cough..."

"I’ve delayed... you."

"Remember that person?"

"I always told you about that person... go find him, let him replace me, help us complete my mission..."

Du Yu slightly parted his lips, looking up at Furious Fire Ape.

On Furious Fire Ape’s face was written grief and anger; recalling the scene of its master’s dying breath made a mist rise in its eyes.

Only, in its eyes suddenly burned a golden flame, consuming the scorching tears, preventing them from flowing down.

Through this face, Du Yu seemed to see Qi Tian with a cigarette, his smile carefree...

"Xiaodu."

In Du Yu’s mind, Qi Tian suddenly stared into his eyes.

To be precise, Qi Tian’s eyes turned with difficulty, looking into Furious Fire Ape’s eyes.

"Brother Tian, please... one request..."