Chapter 711: Chapter 706: Traitors Are More Hateful Than Invaders
Black Flame Mage, die!
In an instant, two master fighters were killed, leaving the last Yazd Slave Army leader—Mad Shadow Burn Mark (the whip man) terrified and instinctively choosing to flee!
But his escape was destined to be in vain.
A colorful chain shot out from afar, ensnaring him. A powerful dragging force pulled him back fiercely! Following that, a spear pierced through his body, shattering it.
[Lasso Strike].
In a flash, Bai Pu had killed all three Yazd Slave Army Legion Commanders.
His figure floated gracefully to stand before the stunned Prince Babur.
"Your information is outdated. In the Demon Fighting World, I not only killed Gaton but also eliminated Napo Gang!"
The spear tip burst with cold light, piercing through Babur’s neck.
As a member of the Whale Race, his innate "Thick Hide" was ineffective, and Babur was similarly killed in an instant!
"Seeing... ghosts..."
These were Babur’s last words, his final testament.
He really couldn’t imagine how such a monstrous figure like Bai Pu could appear in Earth’s seemingly backward Spiritual Civilization.
This overwhelming power, this suffocating sense of helpless despair, Babur only ever felt it in the presence of the single-digit ranked Princes of the Sea from the Sea God Hall.
Having killed four top-notch experts, Bai Pu’s gaze swept over the remaining Yazd Slave Army soldiers, all of whom were frozen in fear.
In their minds, the Legion Commanders were already insurmountable mountains, and Prince Babur was an unfathomable ocean.
Now an Earth person emerged, casually moving mountains and filling seas—how could it not instill terror in them? They didn’t dare to even harbor a thought of resistance in their hearts.
"Surrender, remove all equipment, and raise your hands, and you may be spared," Bai Pu said calmly.
The Yazd Slave Army soldiers exchanged glances, then stripped off their equipment and raised their hands.
Only a few Yazd Slave Army leaders attempted to flee, but within Bai Pu’s Prismatic Domain, their speed was greatly reduced, and before they could escape the domain’s boundaries, they were shattered into pieces by the elite Firearmsman troops’ volleys.
A thousand elite Firearmsmen firing in unison was a force to be reckoned with, and no shield could withstand it.
Only the Black Flame Mage’s [Dark Fire Barrier], as a mystical arts domain skill, could temporarily withstand it. However, the energy consumption was staggering, requiring him to continuously inject large amounts of magic power to maintain the barrier.
As long as the elite Firearmsmen continued their alternating volleys, without giving any breathing space, even the Black Flame Mage wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.
Of course, the Black Flame Mage being instantly killed by Bai Pu inadvertently took the spotlight away from the Firearmsman troops, so they no longer needed to continue attacking.
The other Yazd Slave Army experts dared not flee anymore and cooperated with the surrender.
The East Wind Team sent out a group to place bloody shackles and shackles on this group of slave soldiers, restricting their energy and skills, and then imprisoning them.
This battle was a decisive victory, killing three leaders of the Yazd Slave Army, eliminating Prince Babur, and capturing a large number of slave soldiers.
Bai Pu returned to the Western Capital Base City and was treated like a hero.
A large number of civilians in the Western Capital Base City had been oppressed for too long under the relentless bombing of the Yazd lackeys, and they had a lot to say about the official reluctance to go into battle.
Fortunately, the officials kept trying to explain that the top experts were fighting in the Spirit Realm, urging people to be patient.
The people’s hopes were also pinned on the Huaxia Battle Group fighting outside, longing for the strong warriors to return and sweep away the demonic atmosphere.
Now, with Bai Pu’s thunderous action in eliminating a large number of enemies, the protective shield of the Western Capital Base City could finally be safely deactivated.
The Western Capital people spread the news joyously, full of confidence. Bai Pu, who led this battle, naturally received flowers and applause.
However, Bai Pu did not go out to enjoy the cheers.
There was still much for him to do.
"Speaker Wan, the situation in other regions shouldn’t be optimistic either, right? I’ll take the East Wind Team to sweep around. I wonder if stronger fighters will appear, like the single-digit ranked Princes of the Sea from the Sea God Hall."
Speaker Wan smiled amiably: "A sweep is necessary, but rest assured, the situation in other regions is not as bad as ours. Comprehensive observations indicate that the Western Capital Region has the most enemies and the strongest forces. It seems the enemies also know the Western Capital is Huaxia’s central hub, so their attacks here are especially fierce."
"There’s a mole."
Bai Pu thought of the betrayer, Circular Flow, and quickly said, "The Western Capital Zhou Family..."
"Early on, when the Yazds first invaded, the Western Capital Zhou Family had already betrayed us and attempted to seize control of the city’s protective array. Fortunately, such critical permissions are heavily guarded by the government, preventing any infiltration by family forces and thwarting their plans."
Speaker Wan disclosed this shocking news.
In truth, the impact of this matter was even more far-reaching, but Speaker Wan did not mention it. The Western Capital Zhou Family was deeply rooted, and its power pervasive, affecting many Western Capital families. Numerous marginalized lawmakers and government officials were reassigned from their positions.
Even Circular Flow’s son, "Overlord," was expelled from Western Capital University and his name erased from the university team’s roster, as if he had never been admitted to Western Capital University.
"That’s good. What about the Western Capital Zhou Family? Were they captured?" Bai Pu asked.
"They escaped. At the time, everything was too chaotic, and we lacked top experts to lead, so they managed to flee the Western Capital amidst the confusion, brazenly joining the Yazd Slave Army." Speaker Wan sighed, clearly aware of the dangers of having a mole.
The Yazds knew about the Western Capital being Huaxia’s capital through insiders, which is why they gathered three legion commanders and a Prince of the Sea there.
Once the Western Capital was breached, it would be easy to quell Huaxia’s resistance sentiment through the official propaganda machine and create a surrender mindset.
"What about other countries? The US-Canada Federation, Europe-Africa Union... there should also be invasions by the Yazd Slave Army, right?"
"In a word, chaotic."
Speaker Wan shook his head and sighed, "Foreign countries are even worse than us; they are under aristocratic politics, with family forces occupying high positions. When disaster struck, the top families fled Earth aboard quasi-general level battleships, leaving behind mid-to-low-level Awakened ones and countless ordinary people. The Yazd Slave Army had little difficulty occupying large tracts of land and massacring countless Earth people."
"Are they committing massacres?" Bai Pu was astonished at the ugliness of human nature, "Yazds and Earth people belong to the same human race; when facing the Demon Race, they should be comrades."
"Alas, a traitor is more hateful than a true enemy. Especially when seeking recognition from the true enemy, a traitor is often more vicious and sinister than the true enemy."
Speaker Wan said, "We still maintain contact with overseas channels, and we plan to use your identity to stir things up, to prevent the foreign situation from hopelessly collapsing... However, we can only address foreign matters when we free up our hands."
