Invincible Dad-Chapter 597 - 560 Who is that watchman? _1

Ruan Lan froze. She wiped the blood from her face, staring at the crimson on her fingertips as her stomach churned, nearly making her vomit.

This wasn't her first magical battle, but it was the first time she had witnessed such a gruesome scene. The owner of the head had even questioned her formation skills when she first arrived in Chang'an City. Less than two hours later, he was dead.

Dead, right before her very eyes.

Ruan Lan's heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly, the pain making it hard to breathe. She gasped for air, leaning on Qian Xiao's shoulder for support.

"Auntie, are you all right?" Yiyi asked with concern.

"I... I..." Ruan Lan's mouth was dry, and she was at a loss for words. All she wanted was to flee this slaughterhouse as fast as she could.

Tens of thousands of Moon Clan troops advanced, besieging Chang'an City until it was completely sealed off. Over three thousand of the city's Martial Artists were sworn to defend it to the death.

But for how long could they hold out?

A loud ringing filled Ruan Lan's head. Having lived her entire life in the comfort of the modern world, she had never set foot on a battlefield, let alone grown accustomed to its horrific, bloody reality.

"Ruan Lan!" Zhang Suzi cried out anxiously, noticing Ruan Lan's pale face. "I won't stop you if you want to leave, but please, complete the formation.

"My grandfather has left the city, Grandpa Zhang has left the city, and Grandma Sun has left the city.

"And over three thousand Martial Artists—they've all left the city!

"Many of them won't return alive. They're doing this not just to buy you ten minutes to set the array, but for Earth, for Hua Country.

"Do you have any idea what kind of suffering will be unleashed if Chang'an City falls?

"Just focus on setting the array. Unless the city is breached and I am dead, no one will be able to hurt you!"

Zhang Suzi's words struck Ruan Lan's heart like a sledgehammer. Her forehead was beaded with cold sweat. "I..."

"Hurry up and set the array!" Zhang Suzi urged. "Every second you delay, you're wasting the lives of the Martial Artists who have died for this city."

Ruan Lan, who had only intended to have some fun on the Moon and set up a formation as a side task, bit her lip hard. She had never felt such a crushing weight on her shoulders; it was as if she were carrying two massive mountains.

Her eyes shot with blood, she poured all her effort into the Formation Chessboard, nearly killing herself to set up the Starlight Array as quickly as possible.

I just need ten minutes... No. Seven minutes!

"I'll be as fast as I can! I promise! Just hold on!" Ruan Lan shouted, her voice breaking into a sob.

Her heart ached. She didn't know why the Moon Clan was attacking Chang'an, but she knew that if she didn't deploy the formation fast enough, the three thousand-plus Martial Artists outside the city would die. The tens of thousands of ordinary people inside the city would die. And on Earth, even more people would perish, a group that could include her parents, her classmates, and countless strangers.

Ruan Lan didn't want any of them to die. She wanted everyone to live.

Her initial fear gradually hardened into resolve. Ruan Lan stopped paying attention to the battle entirely, her focus narrowing to the Formation Chessboard as she entrusted her safety completely to those around her.

She trusted Zhang Suzi. And she trusted this city, Chang'an.

SWOOSH—

Just then, a Moon Clan warrior covered in blood and brandishing a long saber broke through the encirclement, his blade aimed straight for Ruan Lan's brow!

"Courting death," Qian Xiao roared before Zhang Suzi could even move.

A single punch from him pulverized the Moon Clan warrior's body, splattering blood all over himself. But Qian Xiao didn't wipe it off, nor did he show any panic. Instead, he looked at Zhang Suzi calmly.

"Sister Suzi, protect Aunt Ruan Lan!"

The moment he spoke, Qian Xiao leaped from the top of the city wall. He landed beside Zhang Henshui, helping him fend off the surrounding Moon Clan assassins.

"You dare try to kill Aunt Ruan Lan, you villains!" Xu Yiyi raised her hand, gathering Spiritual Energy before unleashing a Spiritual Qi Phoenix that instantly incinerated hundreds of Moon Clan members.

There were a hundred thousand Moon Clan members, all of them elites. While their individual Boundaries might not have all reached the level of Chang'an City's three thousand Eighth Grade Martial Ancestors, their weakest were comparable to the Seventh Grade. There were also countless Moon Clan Cultivators comparable to Eighth and Ninth Grade Martial Artists.

There were even dozens of them comparable to early-stage Golden Core Realm experts—the peak of the Divine Gate Realm. They hadn't made a move yet, but stood watching from the void, their cold eyes fixed on their kin laying siege to the city.

This scene sent a chill through the heart of Zhao Wumian, who hovered in the sky above Chang'an City. The reason those top-tier Moon Clan powerhouses hadn't acted was clear: they wanted their army to fight a war of attrition. They meant to exhaust the Spiritual Energy and mental stamina of Zhang Henshui, the other three Watchmen, and the rest of the Divine Gate Realm experts, waiting to find an opportunity for a single, decisive blow!

"Fall back ten paces and hold the city gates!" Zhao Wumian commanded, gritting his teeth.

They just had to hold on a little longer. As soon as the defensive Starlight Array was complete, the battlefront would shrink instantly, and they would be able to defend Chang'an City.

But he was too late. In that brief moment, another hundred warriors of Chang'an City were devoured by the Moon Clan army. Already, over a thousand Moon Clan members had scaled the city walls. Their target was obvious: Ruan Lan, who was in the middle of setting the array!

"Courting death." Murderous intent flared in Zhao Wumian's eyes. He waved his sleeve violently, unleashing countless wind blades.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

The bodies of the Moon Clan members on the wall exploded into a mist of blood. Zhang Suzi, who was shielding Ruan Lan, shot him a grateful look.

Zhao Wumian's eyes were turning red. Based on the current situation, they couldn't hold out for ten minutes. They likely wouldn't even last ten breaths. The only reason they had repelled wave after wave of attacks in the past was because of protective formations and the fact that the Moon Clan had never before committed its full strength to attacking Chang'an.

What do I do? What can be done... Zhao Wumian's mind raced, but he quickly fell into despair. No matter how he calculated, there was no way for Chang'an City to hold.

Suddenly, Zhao Wumian sensed something and looked to the northwest. There was a small group there, just nine individuals: Ji Gui, the Crown Prince of the Moon Clan, along with the Commanders of the Eight Great Crescent Moon Clans.

Zhao Wumian's pupils contracted sharply. He had never seen the Crown Prince, nor did he know the eight Crescent Moon Clan leaders, but his instincts screamed that these nine were dangerous. They were more dangerous than the entire one hundred thousand Moon Clan members currently encircling Chang'an City.

"Which Watchman is he?" Ji Gui asked nonchalantly, gazing at Zhao Wumian from three miles away.

None of the Commanders of the Eight Great Crescent Moon Clans spoke. Just as Zhao Wumian was unfamiliar with them, they knew nothing of the twelve Watchmen.

"It doesn't matter," Ji Gui said. He held his left hand behind his back. With his right, he pointed first at Zhao Wumian in the distance, then at Ruan Lan setting up the formation on the city wall. "Kill them. And kill those other eyesores. Then, enter the city!"

The "eyesores" Ji Gui mentioned were, of course, the Watchmen at the four city gates and the other Human Race experts of the Divine Gate Realm.

There was no verbal reply. The Commanders of the Eight Great Crescent Moon Clans and thirty-two Golden Core Realm Moon Clan members transformed into streaks of light, shooting toward different targets in a nearly three-on-one assault.

As the forty Golden Core Realm powerhouses from the Moon Clan joined the fray, the defensive line that had barely held them outside the city walls instantly collapsed. With the four Watchmen and the seven human Divine Gate Realm experts occupied, the three thousand-plus Martial Artists of Chang'an City were completely submerged in the tide of tens of thousands of Moon Clan soldiers.

In that same moment, over ten thousand Moon Clan warriors broke through and swarmed onto the city walls.

Chang'an City... had fallen.