Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

A feeling that was hard to describe surged in his heart as he slowly approached the corpse, and knelt down on one knee.

”I told you... not to follow... wouldn’t it have been better to stay at Zhongfu Temple?”

He looked at the corpse, whose face was covered in blood, seemed confused, and yet died with eyes wide open. Slowly, he stretched out his hand to close its eyes.

”Let’s go, I’ll take you back... to Zhongfu Temple.”

Picking up the body, Monk Quan Heng glanced at the city, hesitated, then gritted his teeth and flew towards the outskirts.

All beings suffer, all beings are troubled, and he can only save those he can see.

Monk Quan Heng’s figure slicing through the high sky was caught by Qiu Xiaoping.

”...”

Withdrawing her gaze, she limped towards the underground refuge, supported by the remnants of the Rebel Army.

The Rebel Army, it’s over.

Everyone knows that the Rebel Army is utterly destroyed.

The commander, deputy commander, minister... nearly all the top-level leaders are wiped out.

And she is the sole survivor.

”Minister Qiu, what should we do now?”

A young soldier of the Rebel Army asked bewilderedly.

This was a question many wanted to ask but dared not to.

Qiu Xiaoping looked calmly at him, at everyone.

”Assimilation.”

”Assimilation?” The crowd was puzzled.

”Yes, assimilation. We must become one with Thunder City, become a part of it. Change the city’s situation from the ground up, from the roots.”

”The Ten Major Families are in chaos, the Ten Major Families are in the past, and after tonight, Thunder City’s situation will likely undergo significant changes. We must assimilate with Thunder City, lie dormant, and wait for the next opportunity.”

The leaders are gone.

From now on, the Rebel Army is her, Qiu Xiaoping’s Rebel Army.

How to lead these people to a bright future, she still has... no clue.

She can only take one step at a time.

...

The battle in Thunder City lasted three full days.

The city crumbled, the earth shattered, blood flowed like rivers, demons retreated, and people became scarce.

But... they won.

The ruined Thunder City, with its broken walls everywhere, was eventually defended by the few patriarchs of the Bo Family and other Ten Major Families of the past.

Demons either died or fled, bringing peace within the city at last.

The industries awaited revival, life awaited resurgence, and the Patriarch of Bo Family only felt endless possibilities for the future, so bright it seemed.

But before that, he, who was one with the city pillar, whose strength kept leaking, must first think of a way to seal himself to prevent power loss...

”I heard that the army from the Capital has been completely obliterated.”

”Ha! No wonder I haven’t seen those cowards since that night, turns out they all ran away.”

”Surely, they didn’t think the demons from the Demon Capital would be easier to deal with than the demons in our city pillar, right?”

”Who cares, we in Thunder City can barely manage ourselves, let alone worry about others. But now that the Demon Capital has truly established itself in this land, who in the Capital’s army can stop them, who can resist them? I reckon our Thunder City will eventually be drawn into their map.”

”That’s something for the families above to consider, as for us, we’d better think about leaving Thunder City and find somewhere else to make a living.”

Thunder City was defended.

But people’s hearts have already scattered.

How long will it take, how many years will it take to heal such pain, probably no one knows.

And once the Demon Capital decides to expand its domain, the time left for Thunder City will be limited.

...

Crimson Surge Road.

”Diao Deyi?!”

A familiar face was so close it almost touched his.

Their hurried breaths made Fang Yu’s body temperature rise slightly.

”Ding Hui...”

He opened his mouth to find his voice was so weak.

”Don’t move!”

The visible delight and crescent-moon smile, almost never seen on Ding Hui’s face.

”You just woke up, still not in good condition, keep lying down, I’ll fetch you some water.”

Ding Hui spoke in a light-hearted, almost humming tone, the joy in the air was overflowing.

Fang Yu shook his hazy head.

He seemed to have had a dream, but what he dreamed of was already unclear.

”How long was I unconscious?”

Looking at the refugee camp set up around him and the burning fires, Fang Yu asked puzzledly.

Since the body’s assimilation in this world and the reality, his in-game unconsciousness was actual unconsciousness, unlike a game blackout where you exit without affecting real life.

Fortunately, the current strength of his body was already a non-ordinary body, a few days without food or drink are nothing, otherwise, he’d starve to death.

”Amitabha!”

Monk Quan Heng’s face also carried joy.

”Inspector Diao, you finally woke up, three days and nights have passed since that night at Thunder City. You were unconscious for three days and nights. If not for Master Ding’s tireless care, we wouldn’t know when you would regain consciousness.”

Ding Hui...

Fang Yu looked at Ding Hui’s back, his gaze softened.

”Mr. Diao.”

Just then, a voice both unfamiliar and familiar sounded from the dark.

Fang Yu turned his head to look.

”Huh? Captain Song, you’re okay now?”

Song Zhenrong chuckled.

”Thanks to Divine Doctor Ding’s rescue, I’m fine now, but you, Mr. Diao, need much more rest. Song Xi, come and greet Mr. Diao.”

Song Xi? That lump of flesh?

Fang Yu’s heart skipped a beat.

That thing seemed almost ruined by Ding Hui, can it still be salvaged?

Sweeping his gaze, Fang Yu discovered that the lump of flesh was still a lump, but had shrunk to palm size, held out by Song Zhenrong from his embrace.