Chapter 1500
Countercurrent
Chapter 1500 Countercurrent
Knowing there was no way out, the people of the Loess Plateau, even knowing it was like throwing eggs against rocks, began to fight back desperately.
Lacking suitable weapons and adequate protection, they could only pick up sticks, knives, axes, and even stones—anything within reach—and swing them at the Silvermoon people.
A man wielding a rusty woodcutter's knife slashed at the Silver Moon Man's leg, but was kicked away by the man, the knife flying from his hand, and the man crashing heavily to the ground, where he was stomped on.
A girl rushed out from the shadows, wielding a pair of scissors, and stabbed at the Silver Moon Man who was choking her family member, but was grabbed by the man and had his neck snapped.
More people rushed forward, one after another, risking their lives to fight against the brutal killer.
They clung tightly to each other's bodies, trying to stop them; some even bit them...
But their meager strength had no effect whatsoever; they were all easily flung away, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries...
Lin Fan really wanted to send those blood-stained beasts to their deaths with a single shot, ending all this misery.
But that wouldn't work; the loess people were almost entangled with them, and they also had to consider the wounded who were still alive all over the place.
He pulled back the Starry Wings and swooped down.
The Silver Moon people suddenly heard a loud bang and looked up. They saw a burst of silver light and a gust of wind that made everyone below stagger.
The Silver Moon people could barely maintain their balance, but the frail Yellow Earth people couldn't withstand it at all. They were involuntarily swept up by the gale and rolled away to who knows where.
Xingchen spun around and thrust forward, his silver spear piercing out repeatedly, each strike drawing blood.
The wind stopped.
There was no one standing within a radius of more than thirty meters around Xingchen.
The Silver Moon people, who were just moments before so smug, were all lying in pools of blood, dying without ever knowing what had happened.
"Wait for me!" Apollo arrived.
He saw Xingchen wave a gentle breeze with one hand, and all the yellow earth people within his sight gathered together and were sent to a relatively safe place. He also sent Lan Bingru there and asked.
Should I go with it or not?
He was referring to the previous agreement not to use his superpowers.
"For saving lives, not for fighting," Xingchen said coldly. "Don't they like to bully the weak? Let them experience the primal force of humanity."
"Alright!" Apollo excitedly drew his broadsword from the back of his neck. "An eye for an eye! Time for revenge!!"
He charged into the Silvermoon people who hadn't fully reacted yet, howling as he swung his broadsword. The sound of bones breaking and screams of agony filled the air, only this time the victims were a different group of people.
"Ah! Sorry! It's been a long time since I've fought, I'm a bit rusty." Apollo changed his hand gesture, gradually lowering it, and with each step, he easily reaped the lives of the immobilized Silver Moon people on the ground.
"Look how good I am," he boasted as he walked, "unlike you guys, you never give people a proper answer. But scum like you aren't even worthy of my effort, you'd only dirty my sword... Oh well, I guess I'll just have to make do with my little darling..."
Xingchen ignored him and rushed off in one direction.
The silvery spear tip pierced with precision, each strike capable of claiming the life of a Silver Moon human.
The ferocious Silvermoon warriors were no match for the Beast Soul Mechs, let alone advanced civilization mechs like Star and Apollo. The Beast Soul attacks didn't even leave a scratch on the outer armor; the high-defense mechs remained unscathed.
Later, Lin Fan even found their beast soul cores and changed the method to only destroy the beast souls each time without taking their lives.
Without their beast souls, the Silvermoon Orcs are no different from the people of the Loess Plateau and the Graystone Orcs.
If they can escape the judgment of the demon Annie and survive the rest of their lives, let them spend the rest of their lives in the circumstances they despise the most.
Upon hearing this, Antonio thought, "Isn't that worse than killing them? I'll go!"
While Xingchen and Apollo were working hard to eliminate dangers in the surrounding area, Lan Bingru was frantically overdrawing her superpowers.
She has never been confident in her superpowers.
Compared to the other crew members on the Noah, Lian Qi was definitely at the bottom of the class.
But Lan Bingru also knew that everyone's situation was different, and cultivation was a long road. As long as she persisted, she would eventually make a breakthrough.
Before she arrived, all she thought about was getting there quickly so she could save as many people as possible.
But when she actually faced so many injured people, she realized that it was simply not enough to treat them all by herself.
She instinctively turned around to look for Lin Fan and Antonio, only to see them charging into battle.
Groans and sobs filled the air. Lan Bingru knew there was no time to hesitate. She immediately squatted down, pressed down on the nearest seriously injured person, and a light blue light emanated from her palm, desperately holding back the life force that was constantly slipping away.
On her other side was a woman with a broken leg. The shinbone had pierced through the flesh and was exposed. The wound was bleeding profusely, and the woman's face was ashen.
Lan Bingru could hear her breathing growing weaker and weaker, and she couldn't bear to watch her die like this, so she put one hand on the woman's body.
But it was too late.
The healing light cannot keep up with the speed at which life slips away.
"Hold on... Don't die... Please..." Lan Bingru murmured, large tears falling from her eyes, but she didn't have time to grieve.
Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, there would be another, and another, and another who needed her healing. Her hands stained with blood, her face streaked with tears, Lan Bingru fell silent.
She silently selected the most seriously injured person to treat, keeping them alive for the time being, and then quickly moved on to the next one.
Those with minor injuries recovered and realized what she was doing, so they came over to help, helping those who had recovered to the side and moving those with serious injuries to Lan Bingru's side.
However, Lan Bingru was only at the Qi Refining stage, and she had been continuously channeling her supernatural energy into the corpse of the Burning Beast for several days without replenishing it.
The intense and continuous treatment was causing her brain nerves to throb, indicating that her body could no longer sustain it.
But the endless injuries prevented her from stopping, and she dared not stop.
It was as if if she stopped now, she would be responsible for the deaths of those who couldn't receive treatment.
And she herself was unwilling to give up even the slightest breath she had left.
Hold on... Hold on... Hold on...
Lan Bingru kept repeating the same thing to herself, unsure whether she was speaking to her subordinates or to herself.
But human strength is finite.
Her head was throbbing with excruciating pain. Suddenly, she felt a void within her, as if something had been gently broken. When she could no longer use any of her supernatural abilities, her first thought was: It's over, these people...
When her body was enveloped by a gentle, cool sensation, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to sigh, she realized that Xingchen had somehow appeared beside her.
Lin Fan's healing methods are far superior to Lan Bingru's.
Xingchen planted the spear in the ground, and instantly twisted a ball of ice-blue water into his free palm. Countless thin threads extended from the water, connecting to each person who was still breathing.
With his other hand placed on Lan Bingru's head, pure energy was continuously poured into the person below.
"Lin Jian..." Lan Bingru was still a little confused.
"Are you stupid?" Apollo arrived with some survivors, and before he could even stand properly, he started cursing at Lan Bingru, "Do you know you've broken through? This crappy place has absolutely no spiritual energy. If it weren't for Lin, do you know what would have happened if you hadn't had spiritual energy to replenish your energy before breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage?"
Lan Bingru blinked, as if she was just realizing what was happening.
"Foundation Building..."
"Yes, you've reached the Foundation Establishment stage!" Apollo sighed after scolding her, squatting down in front of Lan Bingru. "Look at you, your face is so pale, I'd think you were dead..."
"Anton!" came the warning from above.
“Alright, alright,” Apollo raised his hands, “I’ll go check again to see if there are any survivors.”
Lan Bingru didn't know how she should feel.
She had always longed to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, hoping to catch up with others as soon as possible.
But at that moment, I felt no joy at all. Instead, I felt empty and inexplicably wronged, and tears welled up in my eyes.
“Lin Jian,” she looked up, tears welling up in her eyes, “thank you.”
Xingchen lowered his head, and even the slightly stiff mecha voice revealed a touch of gentleness.
"Congratulations on your Foundation Establishment. Don't think about anything else, focus on consolidating your realm. I'll take care of things here."
"Yes." Lan Bingru struck a pose with five hearts facing the sky, smiled, and closed her eyes.
My restless heart has finally found peace.
The survivors in the Loess Plateau were covered in wounds, their eyes filled with exhaustion and despair.
Looking at the corpses scattered everywhere, and at their homes that were in utter ruin, they stopped crying.
There are no winners in this calamity, only endless death and destruction.
The Silver Moon people let their bestial instincts devour their reason.
The wealth and countless lives of the Greystone settlement vanished.
The people of the Loess Plateau rebelled in despair, but in the end, all that remained was ruins and wounds that could never heal...
I saw a negative review when I woke up this morning.
They said my characters are all male-female-male-male-male-male-male-male, which is even more disgusting than harem, and they even added a vomiting emoji.
In the past, if I had seen comments like these, my mood would have definitely soured, and I might have even clicked in to write a few replies to explain.
Now, I can just click delete without feeling any emotional fluctuation.
Let those who are not a good match go with the wind.
After all these years as an author, the biggest improvement you've made is probably in your mindset, right? Haha~