I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Alright, fire! Warn the superhuman squad to be on alert...?!"

Mo Sheng's gaze darted around rapidly, and when she saw a certain spot, her eyes fixed on it.

On the snow-covered horizon, more than twenty enormous figures appeared one after another, somewhat blurry. As they drew closer, an astonishing pressure emanated from them.

When they finally revealed their true colors, everyone who was prepared to fight back was stunned.

"S-rank! So many S-rank mutated species—!!! Am I insane, or has the world gone mad!!!"

People began to cry out in despair, trembling at the scene before them, their hands stopping in their tracks.

"What are you standing there for? Counterattack immediately!"

Mo Sheng shouted loudly, and everyone immediately regained their confidence as if they had found a pillar of support, and began to make use of their heavy firepower advantage.

No matter how many S-level mutated species there are, can they compare to a single ninth-tier powerhouse?

Obviously not!

Therefore, as long as Mo Sheng is there, none of these S-level mutated species will pose a threat.

As the celestial light of the far north shifted, everything in its path was decomposed. Nearly 80% of the body of an S-class mutated species disappeared, and it was declared dead.

With a single strike, Mo Sheng killed an S-class mutated species, bringing people a great deal of hope.

However, Mo Sheng was somewhat anxious. The Singer Organization wouldn't be foolish enough to ignore this fact; there must be a corresponding force to restrain her actions.

Then let's strike first!

The place was dyed purple, and a purple 'snow' drifted into the air in reverse, melting away the real snowflakes and turning them into nutrients to strengthen itself. Before long, Mo Sheng's aura reached its peak.

Just as she was about to unleash her domain technique to deal a severe blow to this group of S-class mutated species, the temperature on the already bone-chilling Siberian plains plummeted once again. The cold-weather gear carried by many soldiers and superhumans became useless, leaving them frozen in place.

A beam of extremely cold light suddenly crashed down from above, creating icy blue ripples on the ground. It collided rapidly with the purple light, and the energy waves spread outward.

They are at least at the ninth rank, and their strength is greater than mine!

Mo Sheng made this judgment immediately. The impact of the icy blue energy caused her domain to shrink back little by little, and she was in a situation where she was no match for it.

In desperation, Mo Sheng decided to first eliminate the S-class mutated species, as they were about to invade their own camp, which would be a one-sided massacre.

Most of the soldiers here are from China, with about ten high-level superhumans. However, they can only suffer repeated defeats and heavy casualties when facing so many S-level mutated species. China cannot afford to lose so many high-end combat forces.

The purple light condensed into a beam of light, streaking across the earth. Just as it was about to strike the group of S-class mutated species, it collided with the extremely cold beam of light.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Time and Space

In the icy world, hundreds of crystal-clear ice sculptures stand upright on the ice surface frozen with thick frost. Most of them are humanoid, but there are also a few giant beasts that are over twenty meters tall. Under the thick, clear ice crystals, the soldiers' resolute expressions and the ferocious faces of the mutated species are clearly visible, lifelike.

Bullets, solidified into icy prisms, hovered in mid-air, held together by only a thin sliver of ice branching from the muzzle.

It's easy to imagine that all of this was achieved in an instant, eliminating the time required in between.

In the collision just now, the spilled energy directly caused a devastating blow to the surrounding life forms. Of the seven S-class mutated species, three were annihilated and four were turned into ice sculptures.

On the human side, over seventy people were killed and the fate of a hundred others remains unknown (in frozen state), a heavy price to pay.

Fortunately, in order to fight the S-class mutated species, they kept pushing back, otherwise the casualties would have been even greater.

"You... Yun Ling... what have I done...?"

Mo Sheng looked at a beautiful figure a hundred meters in front of him and said, trembling all over.

Unexpectedly, it really was her. Even though the years had passed, Mo Sheng could still recognize her at a glance.

The figures of those who had perished in the earlier collision and those frozen into ice sculptures all around her reminded her that her hope of bringing her childhood sweetheart back to China was basically shattered; at the very least, the country and its people were unlikely to treat her peacefully.

"Mo Sheng".

Cangming, also known as Xue Yunling, called out Mo Sheng's name in a cold tone. Her beautiful face was like an iceberg, and her delicate, fair fingertips gleamed with a hint of coldness.

Mo Sheng waited for a long time without any response. Xue Yunling then raised her slender hand and launched an attack.

The icy blue realm expanded, and a blizzard swept through it. People inside and outside couldn't see anything, creating a world of its own.

The soldiers around them were affected by the extreme cold; their cold-weather gear and sweaters were practically useless, and the cold wind froze their limbs, making it difficult for them to move.

Left with no other choice, they had to retreat under the protection of the superhumans to avoid the innocent deaths of hundreds more, just like before.

Seeing that the other party was serious, Mo Sheng had no energy left to dwell on her grief and personal feelings. What she needed to do now was to ensure the safety of the soldiers behind her!

The celestial light of the far north, like ribbons, surrounded her, disintegrating anything that approached her. The extreme cold temporarily kept her out, and the blizzard turned into purple light rain the moment it touched the ribbons, quickly developing into a large expanse of purple 'snow' floating upwards, colliding and canceling each other out, creating a dazzling and illusory spectacle.

In such an extremely low temperature environment, even the air will freeze, as if you were in the ocean, and breathing would be difficult.

The purple light pierced through the blizzard, rushing straight forward and melting everything in its path. However, before it could even break out of the blizzard's range, it exploded into a ball of light due to the pressure, along with a patch of snowflakes. The resulting void was immediately filled by even more snowflakes.

This scene repeated itself continuously, with bursts of purple light occasionally bursting out from the massive blizzard, adding a dreamlike quality.

"Tsk... still no match for him..."

Mo Sheng gave a bitter smile.

The climate of the Siberian Plain was a godsend for Xue Yunling.

Here, her combat power skyrocketed, at one point approaching that of Huang Tao, who was fighting against death at the time, and her sustainability far surpassed his.

Under such conditions, even though she is only at the Divine Gathering Realm, her combat power is no weaker than that of someone at the Void Spirit Realm. Even if Yevgeny, a Russian general, were to face Xue Yunling now, his chances of winning would not be very high.

And what about Mo Sheng?

She was only at the Divine Gathering Realm. Although the difference of only one minor realm was not enough to directly determine the outcome, the weather amplified Xue Yunling but weakened her, which added pressure to her.

Moreover, her energy expenditure will definitely be much faster than Xue Yunling's. If this continues, I will undoubtedly lose!

Only by fighting to the death can we have a chance of victory, but I must ensure the safety of these soldiers. The remaining dozen or so S-class mutated species must be eliminated!

At the very least, their numbers should be reduced by half so that our own superhumans have enough strength to delay and counterattack, and ultimately hold out until reinforcements arrive.

After making up his mind, Mo Sheng waved his hand to gather immortal light. Within the purple halo, a cluster of light turned into a deep blue like the ocean, full of mystery.

Xue Yunling, who was in the midst of the blizzard, suddenly changed her expression. Her eyes flashed with divine light, and the piercing coldness seemed to annihilate everything.

She held her hands to her chest, and in the center of her palms was a round ice crystal the size of a grain of rice, emitting an icy blue light that instantly filled the entire area.

For a moment, everything froze, frozen in time, as if the entire world had become a still, frozen ice sculpture, with only that ball of azure light remaining unchanged, slowly moving.

click-

This scene lasted for only about 0.1 seconds. The azure light was particularly dazzling in the purple and white world, and strange phenomena occurred wherever it passed.

The connection is broken.

It means exactly what it says: things that should exist at the same moment have a break in their connection in terms of action and form, as if they were in another world where time flows at a different pace.

At that moment, a large burst of purple light shot out from the broken blizzard and landed on the S-class mutated species that had already broken into the army's ranks.

Without any resistance, more than ten mutated species died instantly, exploding into a rain of purple light. The remaining few were suppressed by the army and high-level superhumans.

After doing all this, the azure light dimmed and everything began to return to normal. Mo Sheng's face was deathly pale, as if that one move had exhausted a great deal of her energy.

Struggling to keep her increasingly heavy eyelids open, Mo Sheng's eyes were filled with regret.

Unexpectedly, the other party had even more advanced methods. Although the duration was extremely short, not even a moment, it was enough for people at their level.

What did Mo Sheng just do?

Ninth-tier powerhouses generally have their own trump cards. For example, Yan Shan's Mountain Qilin state, Huang Tao's Wind God state, and Luther's Sky-Supporting Phantom can all be called their unique trump cards.

Although Yan Ziming is not yet at the ninth rank, her elementalization can still be classified into this category.

However, without exception, these trump cards consume a huge amount of resources and cannot be used for a long time.

Mo Sheng just did just that; it was a truly powerful trump card that could influence time, slowing down the flow of time in a certain area—an absolute divine skill.

The original plan was to reduce the number of S-class mutated species to a certain extent and then decide the outcome of the battle with Xue Yunling. Who would have thought that her childhood sweetheart would be even more ruthless, directly using her superpower to pause time and space in the entire area for a moment and then teleport away.

Surely the other side's consumption wasn't much less than mine?

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Aircraft

The opponent's energy expenditure is not much less, but in this icy and snowy environment, her energy can be recovered rapidly, making my chances of winning increasingly lower.

Battles between ninth-tier powerhouses don't necessarily have to end in life or death. If someone is determined to escape, generally speaking, not much power can be left behind.

However, Mo Sheng cannot do that. If he leaves, the remaining situation will be a one-sided massacre, and the 20,000 soldiers will probably not be able to hold out for more than five minutes.

No army can fight against a ninth-tier powerhouse without using nuclear power and a number of equally powerful individuals; there are no exceptions.

The ninth-tier is known as a strategic-level ability user, but they may have already exceeded the scope of "strategic level". They cannot be judged by common sense, and destroying a country would not be difficult for them.

"Is a desperate fight the only option left...?"

Mo Sheng gasped for breath and shifted her body slightly to the right. In the next instant, an ice spike pierced through the defense of the Northern Immortal Light, adding a touch of icy blue color to the ground.

Then, the glacier beneath Mo Sheng's feet suddenly rose from the ground. Mo Sheng, who had been paying close attention to the surrounding movements, stomped her foot, and the protruding ice pillar was stained with crack-like purple light patterns before shattering with a roar.

Ice spikes continued to rise from the ground, illuminated by the celestial light of the far north, sparkling like crystal. As the ice spikes crumbled, purple light continued to embellish this icy world...

.................

"Hello, hello—Sister Mo Sheng?"

Yan Ziming subconsciously patted his phone, but there was no response.