Chapter 1523 The Fall of the East

A fierce gleam flashed in Beru's eyes, and his hands exerted force like iron pliers, crushing Ashiru's mechanical arm to pieces. Metal fragments "crackled" and fell to the ground. He roared, took a long stride, and chased Ashiru like a chariot.

"Can you run away?" Beru's cold and murderous voice, like a death knell from hell, exploded behind Ashilu, making her feel cold in her heart and the blood in her body seemed to freeze.

Just as Ahiro reacted and tried to turn in terror, Beru's fist, like a giant hammer, whistled with the sound of wind and struck Ahiro directly in the back. "Puff!" Ahiro felt an overwhelming force surge into his body, his internal organs seemed to be shattered. He immediately vomited blood and was propelled out like a ignited cannonball.

She drew a tragic arc in the air, crashing into the crowd, and struggled twice on the ground before finally standing up with difficulty. At this time, blood was hanging from the corner of her mouth, her face was as pale as paper, and she looked very weak, but her eyes still revealed an unyielding stubbornness.

"Ashiru-sama, we're here to protect you!" Seeing this, a dozen or so Revolutionary Army soldiers rushed to her without hesitation. They gripped their weapons tightly and stared directly at Boru, their resolute eyes seeming to declare: even at the cost of their lives, they would protect their leader. But judging by their slightly trembling hands and the cold sweat on their foreheads, these men were deeply uneasy, fear surging within them like a tide.

"Want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?" A cruel smile curled up the corners of Beru's mouth, his eyes filled with disdain. "I'll give you this chance." As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and a stream of blazing flames erupted from his mouth like a roaring dragon. Wherever the flames passed, the air was distorted and everything melted instantly.

A dozen soldiers only had time to let out a scream, which was full of despair and pain, and then they turned into ashes in the horrific flames and drifted away with the wind.

"Everyone!"

Ah Xilu's eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling as she cried out in despair, her cries piercing the clamor of the battlefield. Her body swayed, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, yet she still fought with all her might, trying to secure a final hope for her comrades.

The next second, a shadow loomed! Beru flashed before her like a demon, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

"Die!"

He roared, his fist lashing out with a violent gust of air. Ah Xilu tried to raise her arms to block, but her severely injured body was unable to resist. The fist penetrated her defense and hit her chest hard!

"puff--"

Blood splattered like rain, and Ahiro flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground. Her vision blurred, her breathing was fragmented, and her consciousness was on the verge of dissipating in the excruciating pain.

"Ashilu!!!" Betty's eyes were bloodshot. She swung her weapon like crazy, trying to break the encirclement, but her arm was cut by Aqidu's long knife, and Becky's whip was tightly wrapped around her legs. Her shouts tore through the air, but she could only watch her comrades fall.

Boru turned, like the god of death, his fists ablaze as he charged at the remaining revolutionary soldiers.

"You ants, don't even think about surviving!"

Amidst wailing and explosions, the battlefield transformed into a purgatory. No one could withstand his brutality, a mist of blood and limbs intertwined, even the earth crumbling beneath his stomps.

"We're done... we're done!" The Revolutionary Army soldiers' faces were filled with despair, each one filled with fear and helplessness. The raging flames illuminated their pale complexions. Amidst this blazing inferno, Beru's figure loomed like an unshakable demonic mountain, emanating a chilling aura, and every movement seemed to carry the power to annihilate the world.

At this critical moment, a small group of dozens of revolutionary soldiers burst forth from the crowd like a tiger emerging from the mountains. Their gazes were resolute, their courage was unwavering, and their hearts held a single conviction: to save Betty. Upon seeing Betty in danger, they charged forward like arrows from a bowstring.

"Master Betty!" the team members shouted in unison, their voices full of concern and determination.

Becky saw the newcomer and a cold sneer appeared on her lips. That smile was like a frost blade in the cold winter, making people shudder. "Become my doll." She opened her red lips slightly, her voice cold and cruel.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of crystal clear yet strange silk threads flew towards the team, like a group of poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues, carrying a deadly threat.

"What is this!" A soldier widened his eyes in horror, his voice full of panic.

"Get out of here!" another warrior roared, waving his weapon to try to cut the thread, but the thread was extremely tough and could not be shaken at all.

"Ah!!!" Screams rang out one after another, and dozens of people suddenly turned into puppets. Their bodies twisted uncontrollably, and they were controlled by Becky to wave their weapons at their comrades.

"No!" The attacked soldiers cried out in despair, their eyes filled with pain and unwillingness.

"Let go! Bastard!!!" Someone roared angrily, trying to wake up the controlled comrades.

"Devil, you devil!!" Angry accusations came one after another, but Becky showed an expression of great enjoyment, as if she was appreciating a beautiful art performance.

"Kill each other, ants!" She laughed madly, and her voice echoed in the eastern battlefield, causing the land to fall completely and become a hell on earth.

In the sky, Drago flew at breakneck speed, like a bolt of lightning piercing the heavens. His eyes burned with anxiety and anger, his mind focused on a single thought: to reach the eastern battlefield as quickly as possible and rescue his desperate men. The wind howled in his ears, but it couldn't stop him from advancing.