Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 445 - 232: At Least, Let Them Have a Good New Year...

Chapter 445: Chapter 232: At Least, Let Them Have a Good New Year...

There’s no doubt, each arm undoubtedly contains a sheer physical strength capable of shaking mountains.

A terrifying pressure mixed with the solemnity of the Buddhist sect and extreme malice, heavy enough to cause suffocation, swept across Black Pine Ridge like a tangible tsunami!

Tier Two Peak, Vajra Buddha!

"Roar——!!!"

The enormous head of the Vajra Buddha, intertwined with compassion and malevolence, raised to the sky and let out an ear-splitting roar.

The sound wave, like a tangible shockwave, instantly shattered all remaining glass and fragile structures within hundreds of meters!

Several Fierce Tiger Company soldiers who were closer immediately began bleeding from their ears and noses, clutching their ears in pain as they fell to the ground!

The giant eyes, burning with Glowing Green Ghost Fire, instantly locked onto the direction of the valley entrance, locked onto the force field barrier that was violently fluctuating under its pressure!

The colossal dark gold Buddha foot lifted and stepped forward!

Boom——!!!

The ground was crushed like tofu, forming a deep pit!

The entire bottom of the ridge moaned under its footsteps!

It strode forward, the eight arms holding the Vajra Pestles raised high, carrying an overwhelming momentum akin to moving mountains, bearing down towards the valley entrance, towards Fang Qingyu and the others!

"Retreat!!!"

Fang Qingyu’s roar was like thunder, instantly overpowering the roars of the Vajra Buddha and the roar of the earth!

He never expected the super-sized Life Ghost to appear this time...

Would be another Buddhist Life Ghost!!!

And it was a hundred times more terrifying than the Punishment Bone Buddha from last time.

He knew very well the combat strength of the Punishment Bone Buddha, that time the Bone Buddha and he were of the same tier...

But this Vajra Buddha was at least two minor realms higher than him!!!

Fang Qingyu swiftly turned, his eyes like molten gold staring intently at Zhang Tiezhu, who was covered in blood and on the verge of tearing up.

"Zhang Tiezhu! Take your people! Get out! Immediately! Now!!!"

"What?!" Zhang Tiezhu’s eyes instantly turned red, "Captain Fang! We..."

"That’s an order!!!"

Fang Qingyu’s voice was decisive, leaving no room for doubt, even overshadowing the terrifying footsteps of the approaching Vajra Buddha, "Fierce Tiger Company! Everyone! Evacuate Black Pine Ridge! Execute now!!!"

The word "order" was like a heavy hammer, striking hard on Zhang Tiezhu’s heart.

He looked at Fang Qingyu’s eyes burning with molten gold, undeniable, and then at the Vajra Buddha, advancing like a world-ending demon god, gritting his teeth till his gums bled.

"But Captain Fang! You..."

He roared, trying to say something.

Fang Qingyu suddenly raised his hand, pointing towards the force field’s outside, to an unremarkable wooded slope on the side rear of the campsite, and commanded sharply: "Go there! Rendezvous with the people at the foot of the mountain! Take them all with you! Leave no one behind!!!"

Zhang Tiezhu’s pupils shrank suddenly!

That place!

Captain Fang Qingyu... he knew all along?!

This realization sent a shock through Zhang Tiezhu, immediately understanding Fang Qingyu’s determination.

He intended to clear the field!

He wanted to fight this terrifying giant without any restraint!

Anyone inside the force field would only be a burden, a senseless sacrifice!

"Retreat——!!!!"

Zhang Tiezhu suddenly turned around, using every ounce of strength, letting out a blood-curdling roar, his voice altered, "Fierce Tiger Company! All of you! Follow the order! Retreat from Black Pine Ridge! Hurry!!!"

The surviving soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Company did not hesitate in the slightest, even the severely injured were assisted by their comrades, moving as quickly as possible, carrying the bodies of fallen brothers, flooding towards the force field barrier’s exit like a bursting dam!

Discipline and obedience were ingrained into their bones!

Meanwhile, Fang Qingyu turned his gaze to Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan, who were equally shocked by the terrifying giant, momentarily forgetting their fatigue.

"You, retreat as well!"

"What?!" Chu Kuanglan’s eyes almost popped out, "God Fang! Are you kidding?! We..."

"Trust me!"

Fang Qingyu interrupted him, his voice calm yet as cutting as severed steel, irrefutable, "There’s no time! Take them and go! Now!"

Wei Banmeng looked deeply at Fang Qingyu with her cold eyes, then looked at the Vajra Buddha, now only a few hundred meters away, whose every step shook the earth. Without any hesitation, she swiftly turned and commanded coldly as ice: "Go!"

"Junior Sister!"

Chu Kuanglan shouted anxiously, "If we retreat now, it’s like sending God Fang to his death!!!"

Wei Banmeng halted abruptly, turning around, her icy eyes locked on Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, her words pierced through the advancing Vajra Buddha’s roar, clear and direct: "Do you think they’re fools?! You think staying here in these injuries, we’d be of any help?! Apart from being a burden dragging them down, what else can we do?! Have you ever seen Fang Qingyu do something he’s unsure of?! Retreat!!!"

Her final "retreat" was like an ice cone, stabbing into Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan’s chaotic minds.

The two shuddered, looking at Wei Banmeng’s cold and resolute face, then towards the valley entrance where a figure, minuscule under the massive shadow, stood as firm as a mountain.

"Damn it!" Chu Kuanglan stomped hard, his eyes bloodshot, "God Fang! You damn well better come back alive!"

After shouting, he swiftly turned, and along with Lu Jiuyuan, followed Wei Banmeng, rushing towards the force field’s exit.

Jiang Wei’s small figure descended gracefully from a giant rock, landing beside Fang Qingyu.

She casually threw the lollipop stick she had been sucking into the filthy blood at her feet, the innocent and naive look from her molten gold eyes faded instantly, replaced by a maturity and coldness that had weathered endless ages.

She glanced at Fang Qingyu, her small face void of any expression, merely nodding slightly.

Inside the force field.

The last group of Fierce Tiger Company soldiers and the trio of Wei Banmeng vanished amidst the ripples of the force field barrier.

Within the ruins of Black Pine Ridge, besides the world-ending demon-god-like advancing Vajra Buddha, only Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei remained.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With each step of the Vajra Buddha’s immense dark gold foot, it was like heavy hammering drums, the entire bottom of the ridge groaned in anguish.

It was less than three hundred meters from the valley entrance!

The eight arms covered in Bronze Scale Armor, ending in massive Vajra Pestles, raised high, terrifying power reaching its peak, were locked onto the valley entrance.

And locked onto those two tiny figures before the force field barrier!

The Glowing Green Ghost Fire danced madly in the compassionate Buddha eyes, the eerie smile with flashing fangs gleamed coldly.

Fang Qingyu slowly drew out the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash deeply embedded in the filthy blood.

On the blade, the cracks like an abyss, Platinum Thunder Slurry began to boil again, emitting a low hum.

He slightly turned his head, looking at the small Jiang Wei beside him, deep within his molten gold eyes, battle intent burned to the extreme, coupled with absolute trust.

"Xiaojiang, ready?"

Jiang Wei lifted her small face, her molten gold eyes calmly facing the terrifying shadow that covered the sky, her sweet voice carrying a chill:

"Yes."

The next moment!

Boom——!!!

The thickest main arm of the Vajra Buddha, with the terrifying power to crush stars.

Embraced by tangible dark gold force field ripples, like a pestle of Heavenly Punishment, tore through the air, descending fiercely towards the valley entrance, towards the two of them!