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But almost simultaneously, a second, third, and fourth blood-colored cannon were cast in the west, south, and north of the Tianyuan Territory.

Even though the enemy already possessed legendary powers of absolute dominance, they still set up one contingency after another.

The water mirror light screen shattered.

A pair of pristine white wings suddenly appeared.

Unfolding to span over ten thousand meters, it was as if two arms cradled the entire Tianyuan Territory within them.

"Protection from the God of Purity. Feathers transform into a pair of pure white wings that envelop and protect multiple targets. The pure white wings can cover an area of up to ten thousand meters in radius, and can withstand most legendary attacks at their peak."

The translucent pure white wings encased the perimeter of the Tianyuan Territory like a wall.

The blood-colored pillars of light, the legendary force of Heaven and Earth, only caused the wings to tremble slightly.

This was yet another foundation.

However, it was clear to anyone that these wings could only offer temporary resistance.

"Tianyuan..."

Shen Linglong retreated to the front of the city wall, her words faltering.

The strategic counsel within the city advised her, "Lord, break through. As long as you survive, there is a future. With your capabilities, even if the territory falls, you can make a comeback in a few years."

Her words were not incorrect.

Mu Yuan even held an unused Heart of the Territory in his hand.

He was not afraid of being unable to rise again.

He had confidence in his own efforts and talents.

But...

He could not abandon the people of Tianyuan Territory, the countless generals, soldiers, and Territory Citizens. If he were to break out, how many would ultimately survive?

Even if the territory were to be destroyed and the Territory Citizens were to become refugees, some could escape under the enforcement of the laws of Heaven and Earth to another Miracle Territory.

But in the end, how many could truly escape the mouths of the monsters?

Moreover...

"Worry not."

Mu Yuan's mind was taut, beads of sweat had begun to form on his forehead—a sign of mental exertion taken to the extreme.

But his expression remained calm and composed.

"I still have one foundational move left to use, if that fails, then we can talk about it."

He looked toward the city.

Tianyuan City was like a small boat in a raging sea, constantly rocking to and fro.

The rumbling noise continued unabated.

Inside the buildings, dust and debris fell, and cracks had begun to appear in the walls.

Some people peered through the gaps in the windows, only to see the monstrous corpses, hearing the increasingly nearer roars of monsters.

"It's over, it's over, we never should have stayed in this small city!"

"We will all be destroyed by the monsters, we're going to die, all of us will die!"

Slap—

A crisp slap suddenly drowned out the panic-stricken screams.

The pale-faced youth bore a red mark on his cheek.

A young man with his sleeves rolled up crouched down, eyes level with the youth, "Listen, I know the monsters are terrifying, and we might die, but haven't we always struggled desperately under the chase of monsters in the past?"

"We've gone hungry, we've lost one loved one after another, we've been forced to wander time and again due to monsters, but..."

"But these days in Tianyuan City are the most comfortable, most peaceful days I've ever had since I was born. Do you understand what peace is!"

"Since we will die sooner or later, might as well die with a purpose, die for something worthwhile."

"Besides, the city has not yet fallen, the Lord and all the leaders are still fighting. I indeed don't have the power to face the monsters directly, but at least, I am willing to believe, to pray; that might be the only thing I can do now."

"I believe in our Tianyuan City, in our future!"

...

Mu Yuan stood atop the Mage Tower, gently sustaining the Territorial Power in his hand.

In this moment, he could clearly sense ripples within the Territorial Power.

Violent ripples.

The power of the territory began to boil.