In the end, Bao Jing and Mo Hongxi decided to remain within the stronghold to fight back. For the sake of all the children within the construction, the two of them did not leave.
When Bao Jing recalled the help she had received from the mysterious black-robed man, she thought that this action was the right one. The world was all about karma.
The earsplitting shrieks continued to fiercely resound. Bao Jing wanted to block her ears from all the crying. With each passing second, her heart was being torn apart from all the children's tears.
Looking back inside the stronghold, Bao Jing saw numerous sobbing children who were left alone. It wasn't that their family had abandoned them; instead, their parents weren't alive in the first place.
Taking a heavy breath, Bao Jing turned to stare at the numerous emerald portals residing within the night sky. To her side, Mo Hongxi was also waiting for the monsters to be released.
From the frightening emerald color alone, Bao Jing knew that these monsters would be on an entirely different level compared to the orcs she had faced. However, she had some confidence. In her mind, that black-robed man was a celestial existence. Using one of his cultivation techniques, how could she be so weak that she couldn't even fight back?
Forming a small fist, Bao Jing waited for the monsters to be released. As a fourteen-year-old girl, she was willing to put her life on the line for the countless children within the stronghold! It was admirable.
Surprisingly, while Bao Jing was waiting, an extremely unique portal snappishly formed in the sky. This portal was of a pure-gold color. Throughout her entire life, she had never seen such a beautiful, heavenly color. For a moment, she was completely immersed in the glory of it all instead of feeling fear.
Within the sky, ten cultivators walked out of the pure-gold portal while descending to the streets. Without fail, these cultivators were all stunning with devilish charms. The hundreds of survivors witnessed beautiful strands of colorful lights flickering within the bright eyes of these otherworldly men.
Utilizing their Qi to glide down, the ten cultivators swiftly landed in front of the stronghold.
If Feng Hui were here, he would have recognized the white-robed man standing in the center: Zhao Jing!
Seeing this, Bao Jing heard her confidence plummeting to the floor. In front of these true cultivators, she felt like a mere ant with her insignificant cultivation base. Recalling the might of her black-robed master, she had an inkling that these ten men were even stronger.
Unbeknownst to the fourteen-year-old girl, Feng Hui's strength has ascended by leaps and bounds since then.
"Hmph." Zhao Jing looked down at all these worthless ants with a smile. Recently, he had received permission from his amazing master that he could cleanse this world of all its filth. Within Earth, there were no more useful human talents: It would be better to use the planet as a land for resources.
To Tian Changming's disappointment, Earth did not even have a fraction of its initial population left. In his eyes, the yellow-level portals were worthless. If the humans could not survive under such simple conditions, all of them were useless.
"Gods…" Upon seeing these saintly men, the survivors believed that the ten cultivators were deities. In the eyes of mortals, cultivators were indeed similar to deities: becoming a cultivator meant stepping above human limits.
Finally, it was judgment day. This thought was lurking within the minds of nearly all the survivors. Humans had stood atop of the food chain for far too long; it was time for a new era.
"Should we have some fun?" Lan Ping, a silver-haired handsome cultivator, chuckled. Upon his words, the countless monsters from the emerald-colored portals began pouring out.
"Heh, no need. These ants are no match for the monsters. We aren't even needed." Zhao Jing crazily laughed.
[Mission: Defeat the ten intruders. Upon failure, the Player's soul will be wiped. Time limit: two weeks.]
Within Earth, these types of missions were occurring nearly everywhere. If there was a large cluster of humans, the intruders would emerge. Tian Changming's subordinates were innumerable. Under his direct command, there were countless strong cultivators causing havoc.
In fact, the two weeks were designed to be a death sentence for the human race. These were cultivators, after all. How could mere mortals evolve to their level in two weeks? Furthermore, everyone was stuck at the yellow level, but there was a small saving grace. Through killing these emerald-portal monsters, one could evolve far further.
From the emerald portals, numerous deadly-looking monsters emerged. The faces of the survivors darkened at the sight. These strong monsters were commonly depicted in movies: vampires and titans.
The towering five-meter titans were crafted from an unknown black metal. To the side of the titans with enormous canine mouths, there were ghastly, bloodthirsty vampires: little could be analyzed through their physical attributes.
"Well, Jingjing. It's been nice being friends, but I think I feel a stronger emotion like love." Reaching this point, Mo Hongxi chuckled with a helpless smile.
"Think? Brother Mo, I definitely love you." Hearing her friend's mild response, Bao Jing brightly declared. In the face of the monsters, she was helpless, but she wouldn't go down without a fight.
"Fine, let's do this. I'm not being beaten by these shitty f*ckers. We can talk about our love later!" Mo Hongxi's eyes brightened, and he charged at a group of four vampires.
When the four vampires saw this fourteen-year-old youth charging at them, their supernatural faces laughed in disdain. At the front, a velvet-cloaked vampire allowed the child to punch his heart area.
In their vampire-dominated world, a mere fourteen-year-old lad could still be considered a toddler. Laughing, the velvet-cloaked vampire saw its heart being pierced through.
"What…?" Mo Hongxi was surprised at how simple it was to pierce the vampire's heart; however, his face suddenly blackened. Looking upward, he saw an evil smile lurking on the ghastly face of the tall vampire.
It was useless to attack the heart of a vampire?
Bao Jing watched with clenched teeth. Without delay, she sprinted toward the smiling velvet-cloaked vampire. Hastily, her swift agility allowed her to appear before the monster. Lifting her small fist, she smashed the vampire's head away.
"Bam!" This caused the vampire to be brutally hit backward which allowed for Mo Hongxi's fist to come free. Soon, the vampire's head even disconnected from its body due to the fierce collision.
"Drop." The sound of a rolling vampire head lowly reverberated in Bao Jing's ears.
"Hmm, a cultivator?" Zhao Jing was amused watching this little girl decapitate the vampire. In this technology-controlled world, he was surprised to see a cultivator. However, her strength was miniscule. In the end, it was impossible for Earth to produce a true cultivator.
Stepping closer toward the two teenagers, Zhao Jing watched on with a bright smile.
"That was too easy." Bao Jing frowned. If it was too simple, the monsters would definitely have hidden abilities that could turn the tides. It was similar to the mind-controlling lemures that had weak physical strength.
Unsurprisingly, Bao Jing observed the vampire's headless body remaining upright. The other three vampires had a malevolent leer across their faces. Seeing this unadulterated look of evil chilled her heart.
A few seconds later, the rolling vampire head tersely stopped. It abruptly flew upwards, then it shot toward the headless velvet-cloaked vampire body. In a flash, the cruelly smiling face reattached to its body.
Furthermore, the vampire's face contained no scratches. These monsters had unbelievably frightening regeneration skills. Without a doubt, their speedy regeneration would tire out all mortals.
Bao Jing's heart dropped. Biting her red lips, she noticed her body trembling. In the end, she was merely a fourteen-year-old teenager. Regardless of being a cultivator, she could not avoid feeling fear when met with a strong evil.
Upon seeing the girl's scared look, the velvet-cloaked vampire shook his head. This was too boring; he had expected more. With his frightening speed, he swiftly emerged in front of the little trembling Bao Jing.
"Jingjing!" Mo Hongxi screamed at the sight, but he was helpless. To his side, the other vampires also locked onto his body and held him in place. In the end, this moment would be their demise. As teenagers, the two of them had survived for far longer than the vast majority of the world: this could be considered a fantastic achievement.
While Bao Jing and Mo Hongxi were expecting their end, a pitch-black portal suddenly began forming right in front of them. Seeing the distortion in space energy, the vampires stopped their movements.
"Why did they stop?" Bao Jing's pupils dilated as she watched the vampires in shock. Afterward, she realized the reason. In front of her, a miracle was occurring.
"What?" For some reason, Zhao Jing had a chilling gut feeling upon sensing the formation of this portal. To his side, the nine other cultivators also watched on in complete shock.