Chapter 551

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Chapter 551: Ending the War With War

"You always need me to save you."

The voice was very close.

Nalan Qingshu cautiously looked at him.

Little Green Pepper wanted to cry, not because she was scared, but because her place of comfort had arrived.

The young man gracefully landed, stepping on the grass, "Is everything alright?"

"Hmm, I’m fine." Nalan Qingshu wiped her eyes forcefully.

Bai Wei didn’t say anything when he saw that she was fine, "Looks like I came just in time."

Looking past Little Bi Fang, he saw Phoenix Feather City. He could smell the scent of blood and sense the despair within the city at this moment.

The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom is known for its fierce people. There haven’t been many battles in its history, and most people are not willing to sacrifice themselves in war. There are countless examples of people surrendering when they couldn’t win.

"Don’t go," Nalan Qingshu grabbed his sleeve, shaking her head vigorously. "Please, don’t go."

Bai Wei looked at little Bi Fang. She was supposed to say, "Please, help them," but she chose a more selfish wording.

"Don’t you want to restore the country?"

"It’s impossible," she shook her head gently. "With an army of a hundred thousand and Lord Ba Xia, we can’t win. From the very beginning…"

All the plans to restore the country were based on avoiding the main forces of Lord Qiongqi and Lord Ba Xia.

The cities that were targeted for restoration were captured as soon as they were gathered, like flames being extinguished with a single stomp.

There’s absolutely no chance of turning the situation around. The city will fall and people will die.

Little Green Pepper didn’t want Bai Wei to get involved any further. She just wanted to say, "Take me away," and leave this place together.

Don’t worry about the affairs of Bi Fang Country, it has already been destroyed, let it go back to the grave.

Bai Wei gently stroked the girl’s hair and smiled silently.

"Don’t think I’m a fool, how can I kill so many people by myself?"

"I won’t go in."

Getting a positive answer, Nalan Qingshu let go of her hand and felt relieved. "Let’s hurry, they’re about to catch up."

However, Bai Wei stood still, quietly saying, "If I were to come alone, I indeed wouldn’t go, but this time, I am not alone, I have brought a great army."

A great army?

Nalan Qingshu couldn’t understand. There was clearly no one around, where is this great army?

Bai Wei didn’t let her ask, instead, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky. "It’s going to rain."

Blue raindrops fell on her shoulder, a strand of blue light flickering, so familiar and lovable.

Nalan Qingshu suddenly looked up, gazing at the blue night sky. She opened her mouth, feeling a shiver running up her spine, and a burning sensation at the back of her head.

"Is it… is it possible?"

No need to say anything more, Nalan Qingshu finally saw the unimaginable sight. She saw countless restless spirits, and also Bi Fang soaring through the air.

Bi Fang flapped its wings and leapt from the east, like a shining blue sun.

Flames burned through the darkness, consuming the silent earth. The burning earth gave rise to one lost soul after another.

Countless in number.

Lost souls burned with blue flames, joining together in a current, surging towards the front of Phoenix Feather City like a tide.

A radiant blue sun scorched the desolate land, with a hundred thousand lost souls wandering the human world.

Surprise, astonishment, and shock, along with a mix of sadness and joy, overwhelmed her, leaving her speechless.

The girl stared in awe at the magnificent wings floating in front of her, the noble Bi Fang. It lowered its head and gently touched the girl’s face.

Nalan Qingshu embraced it, kneeling in front of it, overcome with silent sorrow, unable to speak through her tears.

Bai Wei gently patted her head and said, "I’m going with your father, but we’ll be back soon."

Nalan Qingshu instinctively reached for his fingertips. She didn’t know what to say, so she struggled to form her words.

After a few seconds, she voluntarily let go of his hand and a smile broke through her tears.

"Please be careful, I’ll be waiting for your return."

Bai Wei wanted to say the phrase "triumphant return," but realized it wasn’t appropriate. He wasn’t her subordinate or relative.

He leapt onto the back of Bi Fang, his gaze reflecting a serene shade of blue.

"I will put an end to this war."

Bi Fang soared into the sky and Nalan Qingshu’s gaze followed them. She felt that Bai Wei’s journey was not just for the sake of Chao Lu. The current Bai Wei showed an unprecedented sense of compassion, like a god of the human realm, looking down with pity at the devastated world.

Bai Wei stood on Bi Fang’s back, overlooking the world from a high vantage point, smelling the scent in the air.

War.

It’s war again.

Those who have fought in battles always hate war, regardless of being the victors or the losers.

War means killing, countless lives lost and wasted, it means some cannot protect themselves, some raise their swords, some become heroes, some become demons, and more become sacrifices.

Senseless sacrifices, meaningless bravery, despicable betrayals, followed by death, death, and more death… Perhaps even Death himself would remain silent at such a sight.

War is not uncommon, it fills the history of civilization’s development. The ones who have killed the most humans are humans themselves.

Bai Wei let out a soft sigh.

He always stood firmly against war, but had to reluctantly agree with a distressing idea.

Strength creates peace.

Human lives are as fragile as grass and grain. Even at this moment, people are dying, innocent beings are bleeding, and the innocent are wailing in sorrow.

It should be over now.

He came for this very reason.

Bai Wei didn’t want to care too deeply about the situation, but as he looked down at the battlefield, he realized he couldn’t possibly escape. His nature wouldn’t allow him to do so. Many beliefs had already formed and couldn’t be changed since the past life.

It’s ironic that someone who despises war has to end it with the most resolute attitude towards war.

Since it has to be done, it’s better for me to do it. Let me take the blame and punishment alone.

Who can replace me?

Bai Wei calmly drove forward, Bi Fang flapped its wings, and a hundred thousand lost souls pressed down on the Ba Xia army.

The struggle between life and death, the battle between lost souls and the living, is an unprecedented scene in history.

Even though Bai Wei had witnessed the outbreak of undead disasters and scenes of millions of undead attacking cities during the dark ages of Europa, it was completely different from the situation now.

He didn’t have the ability to control a hundred thousand lost souls. He only convinced Bi Fang to briefly regain consciousness, and the remaining spirits agreed to Bai Wei’s proposal. So a hundred thousand lost souls left the city, and they became the reinforcements.

The army of lost souls led by Bi Fang arrived near Phoenix Feather City. Although their speed was slightly slower, the scene was terrifying enough. All siege actions ceased, and the Ba Xia army began to reorganize. The prepared legion deployed and prepared for the impact. Meanwhile, Bi Fang flew straight towards the sky, targeting the aerial forces of Ba Xia, which numbered in the thousands.

The previous aerial forces were full of confidence, easily gaining air superiority. They were proud and suppressed the defending army on the walls with airborne attacks without restraint. But now, they had become lambs waiting to be slaughtered, falling like raindrops.

Bai Wei hardly needed to do anything. He stood on Bi Fang’s back and watched as the Lord of the Lost Souls, Bi Fang, unleashed its unquenchable rage. The true king arrived in the sky, spewing out green flames that transformed into countless swords. Its speed was incredibly fast, while the other flying troops moved as slow as snails and were shattered and torn apart in the blink of an eye, with dozens of cavalrymen falling with every flap of its wings.

The soldiers watched this scene and cheered loudly. How could they not recognize the totem of Bi Fang Country?

The lords came, and Bi Fang came too, he was their king.

Inside the city, the resistance soldiers who were either trapped or had lost hope, saw the victorious flames. Even though they didn’t know why Bi Fang, who was already dead, appeared here, they knew that he was their reinforcements, and their hearts were ignited.

The sky was reclaimed, and they could now focus on suppressing the enemy on the ground, surrounding the invading paratroopers. Without the aerial dominance, the paratroopers entering the city were bound to be defeated.

There’s a chance!

We can win!

The power of inspiration spread from within, no slogans were needed. As the sound of the horn carried, the counterattack inside the city began.

However, in this battle, they were destined to be just supporting characters, while the only protagonist was up in the sky.

A flying war beast broke free from its restraints and soared through the sky. Bai Wei noticed the roar, and then Bi Fang flapped its wings, evading the incoming spears.

Hovering, it hovered in the air, and in front, the lords in their battle robes stood on the back of the war beast.

Both of them stared at each other, as lightning and flames illuminated the night, freezing the moment like an epic legend.