Logging 10,000 Years into the Future-Chapter 404
Chapter 404
Boom!
The command table in front of Yu Xinghai was suddenly split into two by an invisible force. Various miscellaneous items scattered to the sides, quickly clearing a path. Yu Xinghai’s figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he was on the defensive wall, having crossed nearly a hundred meters. He leaned forward slightly, eyes fixed on the distance, his expression one of shock.
Many others displayed similar reactions. Dong Shengyi stood next to him, holding a sword in one hand, his lips tightly pressed together, his thoughts unreadable.
The thousand-meter-long blade aura that had burst from the depths of the Catacomb seemed to pierce the hearts of countless people on the battlefield’s edge. Their blood stopped, brains ceased functioning, and their entire beings were pierced by an inexplicable, heaven-sent shock, nerves trembling.
The blade aura continued to rise, giving a slight shake. Thousands of exotic beasts were sliced into pieces, falling like rain. In mere moments, the previously formidable black cover had shattered, becoming fragmented and unrecognizable. Then the blade aura trembled, and with a “boom,” it exploded.
A visible shockwave spread out, completely dispersing the black cover, and countless exotic beasts were flung away, creating a spectacular scene. The sky above the Catacombal rift was cleared.
Immediately, a small golden light point swiftly flew out of the Catacomb, pursued by countless exotic beasts. The golden light point, like treading on a black wave, quickly escaped the Catacomb’s confines and flew toward the battlefield’s defensive line.
“It’s a person!”
Countless people on the defensive line exclaimed in shock, “He’s actually flying!”
To ordinary people, flying was the stuff of legends. Even in this era of martial prowess, not even Martial Masters could fly freely like birds. The generals on the field were also moved but less so than the average person. Though astonishing, flight wasn’t exceedingly rare. Some martial artists with special abilities could achieve it, like those with wind element mastery, Level 7 and above Spiritual Masters, or legendary Martial Sages.
What shocked the generals more was the thousand-meter-long blade aura that seemed like divine power, and the immense killing intent and sharpness that poured out with it.
“Could it be that one who voluntarily entered the Catacomb earlier?”
Someone suddenly spoke. Many people thought of this and were both surprised and shocked. During the most intense part of the battle, a powerful martial artist had thrown himself into the Catacomb like a falling star, determined and unhesitant. Many had witnessed it and speculated on the reasons, lamenting deeply. Almost everyone had believed he was doomed.
Now, connecting the dots, it felt like an electric current hit their spines, making them almost shiver.
“If it’s really him, then …” A general started to speak but couldn’t finish, at a loss for words. Entering a Class SS Catacomb at the height of a Level 10 breakout and coming out alive was akin to a trip through hell and back.
There was Shock! Unparalleled shock!
Yu Xinghai’s men clearly realized this too. Everyone watched the rapidly approaching black dot intently. The dot soon came closer, and many saw it clearly. It was a young man, tall and handsome, shrouded in a faint golden glow. He held a spear in one hand, the other hand gently supporting something behind him. On his back lay a pale, beautiful woman.
In an instant, everyone understood, their doubts answered. Their faces showed expressions of “no wonder,” quickly turning into deep admiration and indescribable reverence.
The ancient poem “Heavily mourning the six armies, anger for the red beauty” came to mind. In ancient times, a king might cause rivers of blood to flow for his beloved. But this man, he had stormed into the underworld to rescue someone.
The image of the handsome Lu Sheng carrying Dong Qingxue back deeply imprinted on the minds of countless on the battlefield. At that moment, one word flashed through many minds—peerless!
Yu Xinghai’s expression turned excited when he saw Lu Sheng’s face. His lips trembled, wanting to speak, but in the end, he burst into laughter and immediately ordered, “Prepare for a counterattack on the Catacomb!”
“Yes!”
The adjutant quickly passed on Yu Xinghai’s orders. Soon, the entire defensive line boiled with excitement, morale soaring to unprecedented heights.
A counterattack on the Catacomb? On a Class SS with a Level 10 breakout, holding the line was already a victory. A counterattack seemed absurd, but with a peerless general like Lu Sheng, who could freely enter and exit the Catacomb, why couldn’t they counterattack?
Some generals, with their blood boiling, leaped off the line, charging towards the exotic beasts. The sound of artillery and battle cries shook the heavens and earth. When Lu Sheng set foot on the defensive line with Dong Qingxue on his back, the battlefield behind him was ablaze, fiercer than ever.
Lu Sheng carefully set Dong Qingxue down, a petite figure quickly rushing up to support her. Lu Sheng glanced and saw it was the cute girl who had always been by Dong Shengyi’s side, the only daughter of the Martial Sage.
It was because of her that Dong Qingxue had fallen into danger. Lu Sheng’s eyes flashed but quickly dismissed the thoughts, shaking his head. It was madness to blame a powerless girl. The main reason lay elsewhere.
Lu Sheng turned, his eyes calm, to look at Dong Shengyi, standing a few meters away. Dong Shengyi had rushed up quickly but hesitated upon arrival. His expression was complex, with shock, joy, disbelief, but mostly regret and confusion. He looked pitiable, but Lu Sheng felt no sympathy. He remembered his promise.
Lu Sheng walked towards Dong Shengyi, who lowered his head and softly said, “Thank you, thank you for saving Qingxue.”
Lu Sheng frowned slightly and said, “Don’t think a thank you will stop me from breaking your martial path. You were never meant to reach Level 9, and with me around, you never will.” He patted Dong Shengyi’s shoulder. “Prepare well. In the Eastern Military District competition, I’ll strike hard.”
Dong Shengyi looked up in shock, but Lu Sheng ignored him, returning to Dong Qingxue. Her shoes were ruined, standing barefoot and pale, weak and somewhat disheveled. Without Lin Wanwan’s support, she would have collapsed.
Dong Qingxue had been looking at Dong Shengyi, but when Lu Sheng approached, she turned to him. Her expression was calm, her gaze unchanged.
“Thank you, Lu Sheng,” she said earnestly. Lu Sheng was silent, unsure what to say. In the Catacomb, he had called her his wife easily, and she had held him tightly. But now, out of the Catacomb, she seemed distant again.
Lu Sheng awkwardly took out his phone. “I saw your message; it was well written.”
Dong Qingxue’s eyes widened, reaching out instinctively but stopping halfway, taking a deep breath to calm herself. “So, what do you want?”
Lu Sheng coughed, speaking quickly, “Let’s have dinner sometime.”
Dong Qingxue thought and nodded, “Okay.”
“We can watch a movie after dinner?”
“Okay.”
“Then a walk?”
“Okay.”
“Then to a bar?”
“Okay.”
“Come home with me for the New Year?”
“Okay. Wait, what?!”
Dong Qingxue blushed, glaring at Lu Sheng, who had already dashed away, leaving behind, “I’ll pick you up in a few days for dinner.”
Dong Qingxue stomped lightly, half angry, half amused, with a rare hint of shyness and hidden joy. Lin Wanwan, supporting her, whispered, “Sister Qingxue, that’s the kind of boyfriend you should have.”
Dong Qingxue watched Lu Sheng leave for a long time before softly responding, “Mm.”
…
The Class SS Catacomb with a Level 10 breakout ended quickly. In just two days, the beast hordes retreated, much sooner than expected, bringing relief to the Eastern Military Region.
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