My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1658: The Might of Long Qie!

In the end, he didn’t tell Leng Ruobing about Xiao Zheng’s news because he couldn’t bear it, as it was too cruel for a woman.

"Your man has already forgotten you."

He couldn’t bring himself to speak such despairing words. Leng Ruobing was already standing at the edge of a cliff, supporting the entire operation of Sky Net with difficulty in her pregnancy.

At this moment, he couldn’t use such a nightmarish message to shake the core of her heart.

He leaned against the pillar of the study, eyes filled with deep concern.

Evil God, oh Evil God, have you truly forgotten the people and events here?

After a long time, he let out a bitter laugh, put away the helpless expression, and returned to the demeanor of Long Qie, the Killing God. Lightly clenching his right palm, a steel spear fell into his hand.

His eyes flashed with exuberant fighting spirit and murderous intent, slowly stepping toward the battlefield.

Whether it was premeditated or a momentary impulse, this war has now reached a fever pitch. The Great Sound Buddha Sect and the Beidao Guang Alliance’s combined forces are gradually forcing Sky Net into their core region.

And the battle here has gradually come to a stalemate.

Bei Daohai sat on the leather sofa in the conference room, holding a glass of "Bloody Mary" just brought in from the West, yet at this moment, he couldn’t muster any interest in the fine wine. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The people present almost all held their breaths, attentively watching the ever-changing situation on the battlefield. Whether for Sky Net or the Alliance, both have placed their stakes on this battle.

The interlocking scenes on the screen changed with the ticking sound of Bei Daohai’s finger tapping on the table.

He believed that the person sitting in the Sky Net command center must have the same thoughts as himself.

This is a war decided by the strong; although Sky Net was absolutely disadvantaged in terms of forces, they, after all, had not less than three Martial Saints under their command, plus the participation of Futu and the use of formations.

On a battlefield where everyone has committed all available forces, the home advantage held by Sky Net would not let them fall behind, even vaguely giving them the upper hand in the general situation.

But in any case, this was all the cards Sky Net could lay down, and he believed the commander on the opposite side had already played all the cards visible on the table.

The only thing he needed to worry about now was Xiao Zheng.

This sole variable...

He took a deep breath, pushed aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his head, as Xiao Zheng’s affairs were beyond his reach, and it wasn’t his place to get involved, although it should be considered by the Great Sound Buddha Sect.

He must fully immerse himself in facing this war.

It is just like the battle of Han Zhong between Liu Bei and Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms era. While Cao Cao sent all his generals, Zhuge Liang specifically left Zhao Yun behind, and it was this Zhao Yun who ultimately became the key to victory at Han Zhong, allowing Liu Bei to secure a firm foothold in Shu and form a triadic stand with the others.

The resemblance to the current battle is uncanny.

Bei Daohai swirled the wine in his glass, eyes fixed on a massive red dot that suddenly appeared on the display screen.

That was Sky Net’s last card.

Gazing at the enormous red dot, he gradually showed a cold smile at the corners of his mouth: "You’ve finally come out."

Taking a small sip of the wine, the corners of his mouth tinged with a slight red, lending a slightly murderous air.

Long Qie stepped onto the battlefield, indifferent to the relentless torrent of Gang Qi around him. He looked up to see numerous Azure Dragons howling outside the manor villa, with fighters surrounding Sky Net several times over at the front and all around. These warriors rushed forward wave after wave, only to be repeatedly repelled.

Under their feet were comrades who died before them, but the deaths didn’t affect the ferocious killing intent in their eyes. Instead, it made them even bloodier and more brutal.

On the battlefield, only blood could make one’s blood boil, and only blood could make one falter and feel fear.

If they have not yet felt fear, it means there hasn’t been enough bloodshed.

Long Qie understood this truth profoundly.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and at this moment, the entire battlefield suddenly halted in his consciousness.

One second, two seconds.

"This is... the taste of slaughter," he murmured.

Bang!

He abruptly opened his eyes, and the ground behind him exploded following the opening of his eyes. A deafening roar reverberated across the battlefield. Massive broken stones were flung skyward, swept up by the surge of his golden Gang Qi.

He kicked off with both feet, his entire being shooting toward the battlefield like a cannonball!

Behind him, the cracked earth and dust seemed to transform into a monstrous gray dragon, opening its gaping maw toward the enemies!

Roar!

A dragon roar reverberated wildly as Long Qie grinned ominously, eyes fierce, holding his spear aloft. Every enemy along the way was harvested by this dragon that almost pierced into the enemy’s belly!

Long Qie laughed, a ferocious laugh, a wild laugh. At this moment, he seemed transformed into a Killing God. Block a God, kill a God; block a Buddha, kill a Buddha; anyone who dared to obstruct him became a soul beneath his spear,

and anyone who dared to challenge him must pay the death price!

"Die! Die! Die!"

Gang Qi surged all around, the spear momentum swept through the enemy formation without the slightest reservation, eliciting cries of pain and alarm, shattered limbs, and maimed bodies flew horizontally where he passed, blood instantly pooled into a lake beneath his feet. He trod upon it as if upon everyone’s life!

"Martial Saint!!"

"Sky Net still has an unrevealed Martial Saint!"

"Kill him, kill him, he is just one person!"

"He charged in alone, the arrogance is extreme!"

"Join forces to kill him! The Great Sound Buddha Sect will lavishly reward those who kill him!!"

"Group B requests support! Group B requests support! Casualties are too high, I repeat, casualties are too high!!"

Amid the rising clamor on the battlefield, Long Qie’s sudden intrusion triggered a sudden shift in this fever-pitched war! Yet, at this moment, Long Qie hadn’t realized any of it. All that remained in his eyes was endless slaughter!

"Come again, come again! Is that all you’ve got!"

He said, sneering, slicing through the last person blocking his way, eyes filled with endless chill and murderous intent, shouting at the crowd that kept retreating, not daring to step forward.

He was Long Qie!

The Grasslands King!

He had stained his hands with the blood of countless people, and he never feared massacre; the only fear he had was the absence of massacre!

It had been too long since he had become a Killing God again, and now, they had pushed him back into it with their own hands.

If so, why not resume the slaughter!

As long as you can endure this endless bloodshed, as long as you can withstand this Cold Iron Spear in my hand, then I shall kill you and let you see!

He smiled grimly, looking up at the sky, knowing that someone behind the scenes was watching him. Holding the spear aloft, his eyes conveyed only one message.

Wait, I want your life!