Chapter 1802: Post-War Cleanup

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"Oh, it's a pity that I'm still a step too late." An Lin said with regret.

He saw the corpses of the monks on the ground, the broken mechas, and the burning and melting giant fortress, all of which he was too late to save.

"An Lin, you don't have to blame yourself. We have tried our best. From hearing the news to arriving here, it took less than a minute." Nezha flew to An Lin's side from the sky and looked at the people on the ground. The huge crack frowned slightly and said, "Didn't the intelligence say that the crack can trap the Celestial Race at the Apocalypse Realm level? Why are there another Apocalypse Realm Celestial Race popping up now?"

An Lin also had worries on his face: "A Marshal of Tianqi is equivalent to the combat power of the peak of Return to Void. This level of power is simply unstoppable in the world. It's time to find time to ask Nuwa..."

Dabai landed on the ground, and An Lin set up a powerful healing array on the ground, allowing all the wounded to gather in the array for healing.

Some injured mecha operators walked into the treatment formation and found that their injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were back to life within a few seconds. This made them look at An Lin with even more awe.

This is the real immortal method! Even though the earth's technology has developed so far and its vision has been greatly improved, the scene in front of me still feels unbelievable.

Qinghe Sword Fairy, Light Bullet Fairy, Tanyun Taoist Priest and other monks came to express their gratitude.

A young man with blond hair and blue eyes also walked up with a respectful expression: "Senior An Lin and junior Derrick, I would like to ask, senior, how far has your cultivation level reached?"

An Lin blinked and said sincerely, "Well... we are in the middle stage of returning to the void."

Boom! !

Derrick stood frozen on the spot.

"How could...how could..."

He had a look of self-doubt.

Marshal Qingluo killed Dawn Fortress with one sword blow, and An Lin slapped Marshal Qingluo to death.

Doesn't this mean that the monks in the middle stage of Return to Void are infinitely stronger than Dawn Fortress?

An Lin looked at Derrick, who looked gloomy, as if he had lost all faith, and couldn't help but be confused for a moment: "What's wrong, are you okay?"

"Okay... okay." Derrick nodded with dull eyes and staggered away. His desolate back made people feel distressed.

An Lin looked confused. After cleaning up the battlefield with everyone, he began to focus on the crack.

The Celestial Race was destroyed by the group, and the Celestial Race no longer appeared inside the crack.

After this battle, the Huatai military was shocked and once again felt the terror of the Celestials. It began a large-scale mobilization to quickly replenish the military forces stationed on the Kunlun front.

The number of Hope mechas increased to 500. Two giant Dawn fortresses sprayed blue gas to break through the clouds and crashed to the ground, surrounding the cracks one after the other.

This is already all the emergency military power that the Huatai Military can mobilize.

There is also an airship that looks like a big fish, hovering in the air. It is dark blue and more than 700 meters long. It is like a prehistoric whale. There are golden energy ripples at the bottom, spreading towards the void like ripples, and hovering quietly in the sky. above.

That was the strategic main ship of China Taiying Kingdom, and it was also urgently assigned at this moment.

Marshal Chen Jingguo also attended the scene in person and expressed his gratitude to An Lin for his timely rescue.

"Sigh... If only when the Celestials attacked, they would ask you for help immediately..." Chen Jingguo's stern face was full of guilt and anger, "They are too arrogant and think they can handle it on their own. If something goes wrong at Dawn Fortress I will inform you later.”

"Don't blame them. We didn't expect that the Marshal of the Apocalypse Realm would appear on Earth." An Lin said.

"I wonder if our planet has a way to deal with the Marshal of the Apocalypse Realm?" Chen Jingguo asked.

An Lin shook his head and sighed: "The Apocalypse Realm Marshal is able to skillfully use the power of space and various powers of heaven. If you don't have a way to break through the space, you won't even be able to hurt him."

When Chen Jingguo heard this, his face was full of worry: "Alas, we humans are still too weak."

"The only way now is to summon Brother An immediately after meeting the Marshal of the Apocalypse Realm, wow!" Dabai stuck out his tongue.

An Lin: "..."

"This..." Chen Jingguo looked at An Lin with some embarrassment.

"Don't worry, I'll be free during this period. I won't leave until the issue of the crack in the Wa Realm is resolved." An Lin said with a smile.

The pillar of the Huatai Army bowed gratefully to An Lin after hearing this: "Thank you, God of War An Lin, for your support! On behalf of all humans on earth, I thank you."

An Lin hurriedly helped him up: "Marshal Chen, you're welcome. This is my hometown."

On the blue whale airship, a petite figure flew down from the sky.

A woman wearing a red and white miko uniform, with a well-proportioned figure, an extremely delicate face, long black hair tied with a red rope, and holding a pitch-black sword fell gracefully and stood in front of An Lin.

"Junior Ying Luoqing has met senior An Lin."

The witch's voice was soft, and she bowed to An Lin carefully and respectfully.

Upon seeing this, Chen Jingguo immediately introduced: "Ying Luoqing has a psychic body. She is a rare top genius in Japan's shrine maiden clan in a thousand years. She is also a representative of Japan's spiritual practice community."

After An Lin heard the introduction, his expression remained unchanged, he nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

He had never heard of any psychic body.

The beauties that appear once in a few thousand years are all like that. This cultivator that appears once in a thousand years is also like that. Anyway, he is just a cultivator in the late stage of the transformation of spirit. There is nothing to pay attention to.

Ying Luoqing did not become unhappy because of An Lin's indifference. Instead, her pair of dark eyes could not help but secretly look at the other party. She heard that a terrifying existence that could kill the Dawn Fortress in seconds, but in the hands of the man in front of her, it could not survive a single move. What kind of power is this?

Japan is a nation that worships the strong. A man like An Lin who is so powerful that he is unreasonable is extremely attractive to her.

"Senior An Lin, I am the representative of the Japanese cultivator community. If you want to mobilize our power, just give me the order." Ying Luoqing said in fluent Chinese.

Her tone was still clear and cold, suppressing the restlessness in her heart.

An Lin was very interested when he heard this: "Oh? Yingying, how many cultivators do you have in Japan?"

"Yingying...?!" Ying Luoqing was startled at first, then her delicate face flushed a little, still trying to remain calm, "At present, I can command five gods, twenty-two nurturing spirits, and one hundred high-level Dao bodies, more than six hundred low-level Dao bodies..."

An Lin nodded thoughtfully.

This lineup...

It's not enough for him to slap.

"Okay, I know, I will notify you when I need you, so leave first." An Lin smiled gently.

"Yes!" Ying Luoqing retreated respectfully, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.