Published: March 2, 2025
Lei moved quickly, and within three minutes, he returned to the office once more.
"Everything is arranged."
Wen Yu put on the coat hanging on the rack and casually took out a communicator from his Spatial Ring.
"Old man, stay here. If anything happens, notify me with the communicator."
Fran smiled and nodded, watching as Wen Yu left with Lei. A silvery light flickered in his eyes, then kept swirling...
"The second chosen one, the variables are increasing..."
Thinking of this, Fran's gaze dimmed, and he let out a bitter smile, pulling out Hamlet and slowly flipping to a certain page...
It read: When two strong enemies fiercely battle, the weak and reckless who dare to intervene in their blades is the most dangerous act of all.
Two strong enemies...
In Fran's understanding, it was not Tang Haofei and Wen Yu...
Because...
Even Sequence One and Sequence Two, no matter how strong, cannot surpass the heavens!
The so-called chosen one is merely a person whose fate is not in their own hands, and the outcome can only be a tragic ending...
And it can only be a tragic ending...
"Beep beep beep..."
The communicator sounded.
Fran answered the call.
"Have you seen the fate of Sequence Two?"
Lin Haifeng's voice came from the communicator.
"Like Tang Haofei, their future is shrouded in unknown fog..."
Silence...
"Expected..."
"What about the past?"
"Nothing at all, there's nothing to grab hold of."
"Understood, good work."
After hanging up the call, the famous quote from Hamlet glimmered brilliantly.
Some matters, once intervened, would only bring blades to oneself, and Fran could only be an observer, merely an observer!
...
As for everything happening around Fran, Wen Yu was naturally oblivious.
At this moment, Wen Yu was walking with Lei toward the eastern city wall of the outer district.
"The four city walls are managed by the military for three and a half sides, with the small portion on the west left for the Three Skull Society and the Hunter Alliance."
"Hunter Alliance?"
"A small organization composed of Lone Walkers, loose and weak in strength, said to have been initiated by a leader of a sequence."
Wen Yu nodded and did not ask further.
This is as it should be; the military cannot completely block the paths for Lone Walkers and gang members to grow stronger—opportunities are provided, but whether one can seize them depends entirely on oneself.
"The eastern city wall is a key attack area for the enemy. Previous demonic clan breakers and two instances of the Purple Light Nurturing Barrier have occurred here, which is why we placed the frontline command post in the east."
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu raised an eyebrow and said, "So that means there are many demonic creatures in the east?"
Lei nodded, responding to Wen Yu's inquiry.
"Then, for my last question, can I slaughter freely here?"
Lei paused in silence for a moment: "Yes."
"In a race war, there are no rules or regulations."
...
The steel-forged city walls shone with a silvery luster under the sunlight, appearing both tough and cold.
Following the bloodstained stairs, Wen Yu and Lei ascended together.
The walls guarding the outer district of the Beijing gathering place, as the first line of defense, had undergone several expansions by the Huaxia Military, and their current height approached a hundred meters—but for high-level demonic creatures, this was not an insurmountable barrier.
Therefore, the most crucial guard force on the city wall was not the heavy artillery machine guns that roared endlessly, but rather the five-level professionals stationed every hundred meters, responsible for eliminating any high-level demonic creatures daring to scale the walls.
The hundred-meter-long staircase was neither long nor short; Wen Yu and Lei strolled up to the top of the city wall. Most of the professionals they encountered along the way greeted Lei with smiles, but ignored Wen Yu entirely.
They had guarded this place for several hours and had no idea who Wen Yu was.
"You seem to have a bit of status here."