As Xiao Sheng flew into the sky, he observed his surroundings. Upon seeing countless butterflies around him, an infinite fighting spirit surged within him, as if the passionate era of the past had returned.
He had been fighting for a long time. Even in his dreams, he would always recall scenes from the battlefield. Though he was reluctant to admit it, he had to concede that his destiny lay on the battlefield, especially after he had become paralyzed. His longing for the sensations of the battlefield was even more profound.
Gazing at the dense butterflies surrounding him, Xiao Sheng unleashed his full heat without hesitation. Blazing light continuously spread across the sky, and vast swathes of blue flames swept towards the butterflies. Wherever the flames passed, countless butterflies turned into ashes.
The physical structure of butterflies was inherently peculiar, particularly their two pairs of large wings, which were quite fragile and covered in a fine powder. This powder, being organic, was highly flammable. The blue flames emanating from Xiao Sheng were exceptionally scorching, with temperatures well above 2000 degrees Celsius. Thus, the slightest proximity of the flames to a butterfly would quickly ignite it.
These butterflies, dancing in the sky, had expected a feast upon reaching the human city. However, they encountered a formidable opponent. As soon as they approached, they were met with searing flames, rapidly turning into flying ash. Black ashes continuously rained down from the sky, making it appear as if black snow had fallen.
Xiao Sheng, too, felt a rare sense of exhilaration. He had been dormant for over a year, and during this time, he had never had the opportunity to indulge his innate yearning for battlefield life. Now, his wish was finally fulfilled, and his fighting spirit seemed to have been reignited.
If he were in a densely populated area, using his flame propulsion would be highly unsuitable, as he might accidentally collide with people or burn innocent bystanders. However, he was currently in the sky, with no obstacles around him. The only things that could impede him were the countless butterflies.
Xiao Sheng felt no fear towards these fluttering butterflies. He could see that as soon as they approached him, they were instantly incinerated by the scorching blue flames around him. The poisonous powder that continuously scattered was also quickly ignited by the flames. Neither the butterflies' attacks nor the poisonous powder could affect him in the slightest.
"You damned things, you shall be the backdrop for my final battle! I will die like a hero!" Xiao Sheng declared madly.
At this moment, it would have been easy for Xiao Sheng to retreat safely. He only needed to fly towards the ground, and no butterflies could have blocked his path. However, his objective was set. He wanted to unleash his final brilliance during this time when people were living in constant fear.
Meanwhile, Shen Yu, on the ground, watched this scene with great heartache. Seeing this, she had a premonition, recalling her husband's earlier words. She sensed the fate that might befall her husband.
Many people on the ground were also watching the outside through their windows. They saw the blue trails streaking across the sky. These trails seemed to have no discernible pattern, always moving in straight lines, making it unclear where they were trying to break through the butterfly blockade. All they could see was that where he flew, black ashes often fell, and countless butterflies perished in the scorching flames. Many people, witnessing this, applauded.
"Lord Fengshen is not in Yuzhou now, but we still have Lord Huoshen. Remember, when the ten great heroes were selected in Yanjing, he was ranked first!" someone exclaimed excitedly, their eyes filled with fervor.
"That's right. As long as he is here, Yuzhou will surely be alright in the end. We must all believe in Lord Huoshen's strength!" others chimed in, agreeing enthusiastically.
The most direct impression people had while watching the sky was that every time the blue flames erupted, countless butterflies in the sky were burned to death. Even if these butterflies were not completely incinerated on the spot, their wings would be scorched by the flames. Without wings, a butterfly would certainly have no combat capability.
Witnessing this scene, people praised their good fortune, feeling incredibly lucky and believing they could finally rest easy.
Many media outlets in Yuzhou had already captured this news. At a time when Yuzhou was facing absolute crisis, the person who appeared and saved Yuzhou was none other than the Huoshen, who had been dormant for a year. This era was lacking heroes, and people yearned for their appearance.
In this world, whenever someone encountered danger, they would often pray for others to save them. Their purpose was simple: to achieve their own goals. Unfortunately, these people often did not encounter anyone who could save them, so they placed their hopes on others. As long as someone became a hero, they would vigorously promote them.
Therefore, the media had decided that once this matter was over, they would find Xiao Sheng as quickly as possible for an interview. Regardless of his current living situation, they would make him a great hero. Almost everyone loved heroes, and interviews about heroes would surely be well-received.
With Xiao Sheng's appearance in the sky, the pressure on Yuzhou significantly decreased. Especially for other ability users, the pressure on them eased considerably. Previously, many lacked the ability to fight in the air, and even if they could fly, they could not inflict effective damage. At most, they could only cause temporary blindness to insects, similar to Li Keyi, with little other use.
Xiao Sheng drew straight lines across the sky. Each of his powerful actions took the lives of countless butterflies. Gradually, some butterflies dared not approach the blue flames. These butterflies possessed intelligence, though not exceptionally high, they had the instinct to avoid harm. When they sensed danger, they would choose to flee immediately.
However, Xiao Sheng was already immersed in the excitement of battle. This long-lost thrill reappeared within him, bringing him immense joy. He was not a bloodthirsty person; he did not like to kill people or animals indiscriminately. But he greatly missed this feeling of combat, as if his very cells had been activated.
Gradually, Xiao Sheng no longer cared about his stamina consumption, fighting with all his might. His eyes became bloodshot, turning red, and his abilities became even more ferocious. Many butterflies, before they could even react, were swept by the scorching flames and instantly lost their lives.
Unfortunately, such abilities could not be sustained for a long time. After three hours, Xiao Sheng suddenly felt exhausted. He realized that his unrestrained use of abilities during the battle had led to immense stamina depletion, and his body could no longer support the energy expenditure.
With insufficient stamina, Xiao Sheng could no longer maintain the flames behind him. Without the pressure difference created by the flames, he could not propel himself forward, and he immediately began to fall towards the ground.
Countless people on the ground witnessed this scene. They saw the figure in the sky, which had been emitting scorching flames, suddenly fall. The surrounding butterflies swarmed him, and in an instant, they enveloped him.
"How could this happen? Did Lord Huoshen lose? If even he cannot defeat these detestable things, then who can save us?" Upon seeing this, despair filled the hearts of the crowd, and each of them believed they were doomed.
Many tabloid editors felt a great sense of regret. They had been dreaming of creating a lone hero. At a time when the city was at its lowest ebb, someone had risen against the tide to protect the city. What a great figure! Unfortunately, not long after, this hero had perished.
Shen Yu, on the ground, was constantly monitoring the situation in the sky. No matter what happened above, she tried her best not to blink, determined to see her husband with her own eyes. At this very moment, she saw her husband falling from the sky. She immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to speak, tears streaming down her face and dripping onto the ground.
"Why? Why did you leave me alone? Haven't I lost enough?" Shen Yu thought sadly in her heart.
Shen Yu realized that the people around her were disappearing one by one. First, it was her familiar friends from Rongcheng, then her parents who had watched her grow up, and finally her beloved husband. All of them had vanished.
Numerous butterflies swarmed forward, dismembering the detestable human who had once emitted flames. These butterflies had their own methods of feeding. First, they used their leg-like appendages to tear apart Xiao Sheng's body, then they took it aside to gnaw on it. In the end, only a few fingers remained on the ground.
Just as people were filled with fear and unease, a large amount of mist suddenly flew in from afar, enveloping the entire city in an instant. It turned out that Chang Haojie from the north, upon learning of the need for rescue, had immediately boarded a plane from the north. He was flying a fighter jet, which was very fast, and three hours was enough time to cover several hundred kilometers.
Therefore, upon arriving in Yuzhou, Chang Haojie immediately used his abilities to shroud the city in mist. In the mist, the butterflies could not distinguish north from south and fell to the ground. Especially the moisture in the fog could wet their wings, preventing them from easily scattering poisonous powder, which was even more unbearable for the butterflies.
Many butterflies, upon seeing the mist, immediately changed direction and flew elsewhere.
At this point, the people in the city remembered that Yuzhou actually had Chang Haojie. Back then, when facing the attack of mutated birds, it was he who came forward to protect the city. At that time, he was already capable of shrouding the entire city with mist. Now, five to six years had passed, and his strength must have greatly improved.
"We still have hope! Young Master Chang can definitely save us!" everyone exclaimed.
When Yuzhou was once again shrouded in mist, the butterflies sensed that something was wrong. These mutated butterflies immediately changed direction and flew to other places. Among them, a group of butterflies flew towards the southern urban area south of the Yangtze River.