Twenty-six streams of light, carrying destructive aura, like twenty-six torrents from hell, instantly tore open the night sky above Firefly Base, and sped towards the direction of H City with a terrifying posture.

Wherever they passed, the masses of corpses scattered, and the mountains and Tu'er below appeared extremely small under their terrifying pressure.

This power was enough to crush any obstacle that dared to stand in its way.

In H City, at the temporary command center of Steel Fortress’s headquarters, Tie Zhenshan, Mao Wudi, and Rou Moyu were gathered around the holographic map.

At this moment, the previous sense of oppression in the room was gone, replaced by a relaxed atmosphere, because they had received news from the messenger—Firefly would take action!

“What time is it now?”

Rou Moyu’s voice carried a hint of imperceptible anticipation; her slender fingers unconsciously tapped on the cold alloy tabletop.

Firefly’s reply was that they would arrive before sunrise, and at this moment, all three were patiently waiting for Firefly’s arrival.

“It’s still early; it’s just past midnight.”

Mao Wudi stood leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, bored, but his gaze was fixed on the area where Brothers Alliance was located on the holographic map, a strong killing intent in his eyes.

“Hey, are there any latest developments or intelligence on Brothers Alliance?”

Mao Wudi’s gaze shifted from the map to Tie Zhenshan, his tone revealing a long-suppressed rage.

Tie Zhenshan calmly shook his head and said in a low voice, “We can’t get any news about Brothers Alliance now.

The current Brothers Alliance is full of half-human, half-corpse Mutants; my scouts can’t infiltrate them at all.”

Just then, a soldier rushed into the command center, his face full of excitement, his voice urgent: “Report! Firefly’s reinforcements have arrived!”

Before he had finished speaking, Mao Wudi and the other two instantly looked up, their gazes sweeping over the soldier, then quickly rushed out of the room.

Almost the moment they rushed out of the command room, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, a mix of destruction and vitality, surged towards them like a tangible tsunami!

The air seemed to freeze instantly, and the heavy pressure made everyone feel a catch in their breath.

The lights in the room flickered erratically, and the holographic projection also flickered violently a few times.

Tie Zhenshan, Mao Wudi, and Rou Moyu suddenly looked up, staring outside the command center,

only to see twenty-six enormous creatures in the blood-red night sky, their massive figures emanating soul-shaking auras, descending at a speed beyond the limits of visual capture, like ancient giant gods tearing through the firmament!

Their colossal bodies obscured the starlight, and the shadows they cast instantly covered the entire command post area.

There was no roar of engines, only the low groan of air being forcibly displaced by extreme power, and the invisible yet all-crushing terrifying energy field.

Thirteen Bi Xiao Guardians were like moving mountains, their entire bodies suffused with ancient and violent woody textures, their boundless vitality mixed with the will of destruction;

Thirteen Qing Ying Vanguards, on the other hand, seemed to be condensed from the deepest shadows, their figures elusive, with only occasional flashes of eerie green energy dots indicating their existence, bringing a bone-chilling cold.

Under the escort of these twenty-six behemoths, four relatively “tiny” but equally unfathomable figures hovered—Kong Ling, Huo Er, Ying Er, and Tu'er—their presence seemingly warping the surrounding light.

And standing on the shoulder of the foremost Qing Ying Vanguard was that figure, appearing particularly dashing in the crimson moonlight—Miss Yun.

She was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, her large wavy hair unmoving in the violent airflow, and her charming phoenix eyes were now icy cold, her gaze sweeping like a blade over the command post below, which was on high alert.

She did not speak, but that invisible will to “crush all obstacles” had, along with this world-shattering power, clearly imprinted itself deep into the souls of every upward-gazing person below.

The air seemed to freeze, and the entire command center fell into a dead silence.

As the twenty-six behemoths slowly descended, the ground groaned softly under their pressure.

Amidst the rising dust, Qing Ying Vanguard and Bi Xiao Guardian, like gods descending, arrayed themselves, their auras intertwining into a suffocating pressure.

At this moment, all the Mutant warriors in the command center bowed their heads; they knew—the eyes of gods could not be looked at directly, and even Mao Wudi and others slightly lowered their heads in reverence.

But their slightly trembling bodies revealed their inner feelings at this moment.

It wasn’t fear, but excitement.

They never expected that Firefly, if it didn’t act, would mobilize such terrifying power once it did!

This battle was already without suspense; these twenty-six existences, even if only one, would be enough to sweep away Wan Youyu and his half-corpse army, let alone twenty-six of them!

Mao Wudi’s tightly clenched fists turned white at the knuckles.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes burning with almost fanatical battle intent:

“Good! Good! Wan Youyu’s doomsday has arrived!”

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, as if he had already seen Wan Youyu turn to ashes under absolute power.

Tie Zhenshan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock and excitement in his heart, stepped forward, cupped his fists towards the dashing figure standing on the Qing Ying Vanguard’s shoulder, his voice loud and full of respect:

“Miss Yun! Firefly’s swift assistance this time is deeply appreciated by all the military and civilians of H City! This kindness and virtue will never be forgotten!”

Rou Moyu, behind him, also bowed solemnly, her beautiful eyes flashing with complex emotions, including respect and a hint of unconcealed admiration.

Yun Qianqian, standing on the cold shoulder of the Qing Ying Vanguard, the moonlight outlining her slender yet terrifyingly powerful figure.

She nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the crowd below like an ice pick, finally settling on Tie Zhenshan, a faint smile appearing on her face,

“Chief Tie, Chief Mao, and Chief Rou, you are too kind.

This battle, concerning the survival of all humanity, is our Firefly’s inherent responsibility.”

As her words fell, Yun Qianqian leaped off the Qing Ying Vanguard’s shoulder, landing lightly and silently like a snowflake.

She stood in front of the command post, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, her gaze directed towards the location of Dream City, then she turned and said faintly to Tie Zhenshan and others:

“Three Chiefs, let’s discuss the specific combat plan.”

Tie Zhenshan took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and gestured, “Miss Yun, please! The command room is ready.”

Mao Wudi and Rou Moyu behind him immediately cleared the way, their expressions solemn.

The group quickly returned to the brightly lit temporary command center.

The holographic map still floated in the center, and the Dream City area where Brothers Alliance headquarters was located was highlighted, flashing with an ominous red light.

Yun Qianqian walked with steady steps to the map, her sharp gaze scanning the entire layout of H City, especially the streets and building structures around Dream City.

Kong Ling, Huo Er, Ying Er, and Tu'er floated silently behind her on either side, like the most loyal guards, exuding an invisible pressure that made the air in the command room feel a bit thicker.

“Miss Yun,”

Tie Zhenshan spoke first, his voice steady and strong, pointing to the core area of Dream City on the map, “This is Wan Youyu’s lair.

According to the last intelligence we received, he and the main force of his core half-corpse army are holed up here.

However, since Brothers Alliance is now a completely dead city, and all of Wan Youyu’s subordinates are half-corpses, we cannot accurately determine the enemy’s specific defensive arrangements.”

Yun Qianqian nodded slightly, her gaze slowly moving across the map, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, and she said lightly:

“Three Chiefs, I’m not very concerned about intelligence and such.

Our Chief’s intention is: to completely eliminate Wan Youyu and his half-corpse army.

The battle will be handled by us; the three Chiefs only need to ensure there are no stragglers!”