Chapter 670 - 418: Lu Xuan, Deputy Commander of the Ninth Guard Group

Chapter 670: Chapter 418: Lu Xuan, Deputy Commander of the Ninth Guard Group

The Xinglan Empire, an ultimate regime that governs the entire world.

The brilliance of technology spreads across the land, with ancient city-states and skyscraper clusters standing tall side by side, forming a civilization that is both modern and preserves ancient traditions.

Despite the highly developed societal structure, the highest power of the Empire is still held by the ancient Guyue Imperial Court.

The Guyue Race, as the royal family, translates their will into supreme decrees through the Imperial Court, transmitted to every corner of the world.

However, the tranquility from a thousand years ago was quietly broken.

Some indescribable "things" began to penetrate this world, which the empire’s scholars named Crimson Whispers.

The earliest changes occurred in animals: they started to undergo strange mutations, their size inflated, their strength skyrocketed, their forms became bizarre, and they exhibited various supernatural abilities.

Even more frightening, these mutated creatures—later universally termed Crimson Aberrants—became extremely bloodthirsty, indiscriminately hunting both humans and unmutated creatures.

By the time the Guyue Imperial Court realized this was not a local ecological disaster but a global apocalyptic catastrophe, it was too late. The entire world had been transformed beyond recognition.

Humanity itself was not spared, with some individuals mentally collapsing under the corrosion of Crimson Whispers, their flesh twisting, eventually falling into monsters of destruction and consumption—the Crimson Fallen.

Under the dual pressure of survival and crimson power, another part of humanity had their genes influenced.

They did not descend into ruin, but rather communicated with pure forces from the ancient cosmos, embarked on a new path of evolution, forming seven distinct realms countering the Crimson.

The Seven Realms: Dawn → Stars → Bright Moon → Blazing Sun → Star Realm → Star Spiral → Cosmic Light

Despite the endless erosion of crimson power, the human warriors of the Xinglan Empire tried to build barriers with their own brilliance, but all efforts seemed like a drop in the ocean.

It was more akin to a futile struggle against a known fate, a period of desperate, lingering survival.

Facing an irrevocable defeat, the Empire’s supreme council made a painful yet resolute strategic decision: implement the Breakwall Plan.

The Xinglan Empire voluntarily abandoned over two-thirds of its vast territory, concentrating all remaining strength and resources into the final defense circle centered around the "Cosmic Light Imperial Capital".

This last pure land was planned into ten security zones, surrounding the ever-bright "Cosmic Light Imperial Capital" like stars around the moon, forming the final fortress of human civilization.

At the center of the capital, floating in the air, lies the Sun and Moon Imperial Court, the heart of this fortress.

Meanwhile, to guard this final territory, the Sun and Moon Imperial Court issued the highest decree, establishing special guard units—the elite guards—directly under the imperial court in each of the ten security zones.

These guards, designated by numbers from first to tenth, each shoulder the sacred duty of guarding their respective security zones and actively clearing crimson creatures near the defense lines.

They are the Empire’s sharpest spears and strongest shields,

After absorbing the memories, Lu Xuan’s consciousness refocused on the present.

He slightly introspected, feeling the outline of a "blazing sun" within him, continuously emitting boundless energy.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lu Xuan’s lips, "Crimson creatures...".

"I wonder if this power derived from crimson filth can be refined into points by the system.

If possible, this pervasive calamity in the world would no longer be a threat to him, but rather a fertile field waiting to be harvested.

Then, breaking free from the shackles of this mundane world and returning to the Celestial Martial Realm might be much simpler than anticipated...

Just as Lu Xuan’s thoughts were swirling, the pigeon blood gemstone embedded above the hall’s door suddenly lit up, emitting an urgent and piercing red light, casting the dark hall in a bloody glow.

Upon raising his eyes, a subtle ripple flashed in Lu Xuan’s gaze, followed by a gentle frown.

This is the highest level blood summons of the Imperial Guard Units.

Seeing this signal is akin to the Sun and Moon Emperor personally arriving; regardless of one’s location or actions, they must immediately drop everything and rush to the imperial court as quickly as possible to meet the seven imperial court council members.

These seven council members jointly oversee the empire’s daily operations and military decisions.

Above them is the ruler of the stars, the supreme Sun and Moon Emperor.

On ordinary days, the Emperor barely appears, residing deep within the Xinglan Empire Palace protected by powerful figures, not emerging except for matters that shake the nation’s core.

Seeing this, Lu Xuan slowly stood up, the starlight flowing around him fully absorbed into his body.

In the next moment, he took a step forward, his figure quickly disappearing from the original spot.

Outside the imperial court, in the palace exclusive to the Ninth Guard Group, is a space where modern minimalist lines are combined with classical ornate decorations, weaving a solemn and majestic atmosphere.

Brilliant crystal chandeliers and projected Star Maps coexist, illuminating the six figures already standing tensely inside the hall.

Among them, five are in crisp crimson uniforms, consisting of one woman and four men.

Each face bears the marks of weather and heaviness, the sun, moon, and stars emblem on their epaulets indicating their elite status as core members of the guard group.

In front of the five, stood a lone elder dressed in a gold and white Sun and Moon ancient robe.

With secret silver threads forming patterns of sun and moon alternation and stellar movement, the exquisite adornments flowed with a warm and profound sheen under the light.

Though approximately sixty years old, with slightly frosted temples, his figure remained upright like a pine, those calm eyes seemingly containing two blazing suns, intimidating to gaze directly at.