My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World

Chapter 608 524: Dawn of Rain and Fire

Thistle Xuedong couldn't be bothered to argue with the young man any further. Enraged, she slashed Lei Ye down with a single stroke, kicked away the soldiers trying to stop her, and pressed her blade against the man's throat, her eyes cold as ice.

"Order your soldiers to cease fire."

"Go ahead, Patriarch." Hot blood ran down Lei Ye's forehead into his eyes, "I've already given them orders in advance. Even if I die, they won't stop. The orders will be executed until the end."

The man's face displayed an unprecedented fervor,

"Executing orders is a soldier's duty. Everything is for the honor of Chichu Heaven. If you want us to stop, you'll have to kill us all and walk over our corpses!"

Facing the nearly provocative gaze of the opponent, Thistle Xuedong's anger erupted uncontrollably: "Lei Ye!"

Lei Ye rose against the blade, turning towards all the soldiers. The battlefield before him was full of scars, smoke covering the land.

"And this Patriarch Xuedong is clearly shielding that damned bug. Chichu Chun undoubtedly has lost the ability to control her own actions. I'm just making a more reasonable judgment."

"Look at what she's done. Wake up, that person is no longer the Young Master. She is merely an insect race trying to disguise itself. Everything just now was a disguise, attempting to evoke sympathy from us by such despicable means."

"As for me, I have a clear conscience. If I must prove my loyalty, let my blood spill on this battlefield!"

Decisively, Thistle Xuedong slashed the maddened Lei Ye. As the man said, the soldiers of the Wings of Liberation never stopped their barrage, even when their commander fell. These extremist madmen had dual flames burning in their eyes, one for executing orders and another for hatred.

Seeing the girl's life flicker like a dying candle amidst the bombardment, her body swaying precariously, Thistle Xuedong understood that at this moment, reason could change nothing. Even if she slew those gunners, replacements would soon arrive, and she couldn't possibly harm these thousands of soldiers.

Thus, Thistle Xuedong also did something extreme. She unleashed her Divine Gift, ignoring the obstruction of her subordinates, walked straight into the bombing zone, letting the explosion's shockwaves reach her. Searing shards of metal flew like arrows, striking her body, occasionally slashing her skin with sharp fragments.

Step by step, under the soldiers' stunned gazes, she walked through the frenzy of explosions to Chichu Chun's side. The latter was still in an uncontrolled state, curling into a ball, her incomplete body reduced to a skeleton, with nascent flesh not yet growing before being grazed by the flying shrapnel.

This incomplete insect body instead became an external organ maintaining the girl's life signs at this moment, its outline shrinking at a steady rate every second, turning into flesh to fill the girl's skeleton.

The weak cries were as fragile as candlelight, easily snuffed out by the slightest force, until she felt someone embrace her, warmth spreading from her shoulders to her chest. Chichu Chun raised her head in a daze:

"Sister Xue, I hurt so much... I feel so bad..."

Even though her world had long been occupied by storm and tempest, she still heard the earlier conversation, her brother's words piercing her like cold knives.

The bombardment continued, and she recalled past scenes, broken, beautiful, and chaotic memories filling her mind. She remembered sitting in a cold tunnel, people in white overalls running towards her from afar, a man collapsing in front of her.

She remembered a spring garden, a young figure searching for her, while she ran out from behind the flowers.

The simultaneous echoes of immature and weak promises resounded in her ears.

"No matter where you hide in the future, I'll find you."

"You are not a curse. You are the child I am proud of. Fly away, forget all this; the vast world awaiting you is ahead."

The concurrent and disorderly recollections made it impossible for her to discern reality, her already disintegrated rationality plunging further into the abyss.

"If you dare to lose control at a time like this, no one can save you. Wake up, for God's sake." With an expressionless face, Thistle Xuedong punched Chichu Chun in the face.

The latter's eyes trembled, her thoughts seeming much clearer, covering her face and lowering her head without a word.

With the first round of shells depleted, the second round of volleys quickly followed. The woman was not particularly adept at combat, and blocking such attacks at her Fifth Tier level, with her Divine Gift field fully active, was undoubtedly a significant drain.

She raised her saber above her head and stabbed it hard into the ground, unfolding her stance entirely. Bombardment continued to pound its surface, the blast waves splitting at the blade's edge and rushing outward, lifting the woman's long hair in the process.

Initially, the field could completely withstand the shelling's bombardment; later, its entire outline began to darken, showing signs of instability.

There was no doubt that once the field was torn apart, the woman's body would be engulfed by the fire in an instant.

Her soldiers could no longer bear to watch, yet these soldiers could not bring themselves to aim their guns at their own. Suddenly, someone shouted:

"These bastards have pushed us too far! Get the tanks in there, get the tanks in there!"

This shout ignited a powder keg, and the soldiers, already seething with rage, responded in unison, moving at the fastest pace. Looking around, countless military tanks and armored vehicles were started simultaneously on the battlefield, a rolling flood of steel traversing hills and fields, heading in a single direction—towards the bombing zone!

Soon, a wall of steel formed in front of Thistle Xuedong, the flames on the tank tracks extinguished, the rusted armor connected into an expanse of metal, spanning a hundred meters, with the insignia of the lion roaring under the bloodred dawn. All the battle chariots activated their energy shields simultaneously; as one shield was destroyed, another chariot took its place, successively blocking the shellfire.

The power of a single battle chariot was not enough to withstand the roar of the bombardment, but when hundreds of battle chariots converged together, it became an indestructible wall of steel!

At this moment, the only thing harder than this wall was the will of the Nightmare City military district soldiers tempered by the flames of war.

Until later, even the ever-aggressive Wings of Liberation faced with this magnificent scene, were unsure if they should continue firing.

They were aggressive, but they equally hesitated to aim their guns at their own allies, let alone those soldiers among whom were their relatives and friends.

The two sides engaged in a standoff, the situation flipping in an instant and becoming deadlocked. Everyone stood there with tense nerves and a determination to defend to the death.

"This is..." A circle of light illuminated Chichu Chun's muddled eyes, deeply moved by the scene before her.

"Ha, these little brats didn't disappoint at a crucial moment. I didn't train them for nothing," Thistle Xuedong exhaled a long breath.

"Didn't you always shout about wanting to protect more people, so they could go home?" Thistle Xuedong turned back.

"Now, the people you've protected are protecting you."