Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

An eerie light illuminated the outskirts of the city. Lefie stood on the bridge spanning the city, watching the fighter jet formations continuously gathering in his direction.

Police sirens blared constantly in the city; for most, there was nowhere safe anymore. They would soon cease to be the dominant species in the city. A better, more powerful race would take over their territory.

That is Lefève's race.

"Before Mus makes any further plans, I must seize control of this place first." She smiled wickedly and sped off.

The residents below looked up at her rapidly approaching figure; the queen who was about to ascend the throne forged from blood and ruins had arrived.

"Lefi, what good does killing innocent people bring you?!" Although Naya's personality was being suppressed by Lefi, she still did her best to stop the bloodshed that the high priest was about to unleash. Faced with this weak and powerless rebuke, Lefi remained unmoved.

"Blindly indulging in falsehoods and lies only makes you appear more ridiculous—" Lefie slowly withdrew his gaze, no longer looking down at the magnificent city buildings. His eyes turned to Naya, "Everyone around you is deceiving you, even your own sister has never told you the truth... Naya, don't you yearn to know everything hidden behind the war between heaven and earth?"

Throughout, Naya had never had the opportunity to explore this taboo past. Now, the olive branch extended by Lefie was irresistible to her.

"The truth? The truth is that you have disgraced my family... killed my parents and made my sister bear the blame!" Naya said in grief and indignation.

"The crime? It was Naling who betrayed us first, stealing the Golden Antlers without permission, which allowed the human army to take advantage of the situation." As he said this, Lefie's eyes seemed to be on fire. "At that time, the royal family was incompetent and corrupt, and a national revolution was imminent. Mus instigated a civil war just to use the army to eliminate the royal family's divine authority and then wipe away the shame of the Deer Clan."

"No...we lived well back then, it's just that you made that peace disappear completely." Now, for her people, Naya feels more disappointment than anything else. The Deer Clan was once pure and noble, but she can no longer see those Deer Clan people, not even herself after the war between heaven and earth.

"Not having enough to eat every day, having your future completely blocked, and the whole nation in disarray—is that what you call living well?" Once again, Lefie was amused by the naive girl's words.

"In places you can't see, people have paid too high a price to maintain this false peace. Families have been torn apart, and people have been captured and used as test subjects and slaves. Have you seen all of this? Do you know how much this nation has sacrificed to get to where it is today?"

In the air, a formation of fighter jets rushed toward Lefie. These fifth-generation fighters were faster, more technologically advanced, and more powerful than any Naya had encountered before.

She hoped they could stop her from losing control...

The fighter jets approached the location of the humanoid floating object. Lefie circled above the deep city, surrounded by pulsating streams of energy. The pilot of the lead fighter was giving instructions over the radio. Despite the urgency of the situation, he still needed authorization before launching missiles into civilian areas.

"Gray Eagle 1 is approaching the target and requests the release of missiles."

"This is headquarters. Authorization to engage in combat is granted—"

The launch button was pressed forcefully, and with a soft "click," the munitions loaded under the wings instantly detached and fell into the air. Under the precise control of the guidance system, like a pack of wolves that have caught the scent of their prey, it locked onto Lefève.

They streaked across the sky, enveloping Lefève in a dense barrage of fire. In an instant, half the sky was shrouded in this intense network of fire.

Lefève quickly turned his body, making an in-flight turn without deceleration that left the "spectators" speechless.

“Excellent!” she exclaimed impatiently. “Then I will make sure you die a worthy death.”

Before he finished speaking, several enormous fireballs rained down from the sky, crashing to the ground with scorching flames and billowing smoke. Lefie spun rapidly, creating a visible whirlwind around himself. The seemingly unstoppable fireballs, upon contact with this wall of wind, veered off course and narrowly missed Lefie.

She reached out and grabbed, and Naya's spear obediently flew towards her. It then struck a fighter jet that was rapidly passing by. After a deafening roar, the aircraft billowed black smoke and spun as it plummeted to the ground.

"I want to leave a lasting mark on this city, and that is to teach you a lesson you won't forget."

With a gentle breath, Lefève caused the straight gun barrel to suddenly begin to split and multiply, transforming in the blink of an eye into countless identical spears. They scattered like petals from a fairy's shower, tracking the remaining human aerial forces.

The fighter jets attempting another attack had no time to react before being riddled with bullets by the sudden barrage. Debris flew everywhere, some crashing into the artificial lake, others burning up in mid-air.

The people on the ground had no idea what was happening. They only saw the military planes being shot down one by one, and then a pale purple streak, so fast it was almost invisible to the naked eye, flew to the top of the tallest building in the entire city—the Sunset Building.

"Lefi, I beg you, let them go!" The situation was starting to get out of control, and a wave of panic made Naya's voice tremble.

“Beg me? Hahahaha…” Lefie laughed wildly, “If you obediently kneel before the Queen and sincerely beg for her forgiveness, perhaps she will be a little more merciful.” Hearing Naya’s humble pleas, Lefie’s pleasure grew stronger, an extreme pleasure stemming from the full eruption of hatred accumulated over a long period of suppression.

“What a pity.” Lefebvre opened her arms as if to embrace everything here. “I cannot accomplish this great feat with my own noble body, but must instead rely on the body of you, a traitor.” The howling winds high above violently whipped Lefebvre’s armor. At this moment, she—a newly born monarch who already possessed supreme power—looked down upon this land filled with filthy blood and sin.

Helicopters from major newspapers flocked to the dome of the Sunset Tower, pointing their cameras at her and broadcasting her every move to the entire city.

Since stepping into this place, Lefie felt no sense of unfamiliarity whatsoever, as if it were a place she already knew well. Not only that, she deliberately moved closer to the helicopter.

"Not long ago, when I was in White Bear Mountain, I appeared in your lenses. And now, as you have all expected, I have arrived as promised, ladies and gentlemen from Shenzhen..." She secretly planned to turn this scene into a powerful and moving introductory speech. Because how similar it was to their arrogant and unreasonable behavior many years ago! Back then, they had trespassed into the Deer Clan's territory without any permission or even warning.

"Hereby, I solemnly declare once again that my name is Anar Lefebvre, the last High Priest of the Deer Clan. For a long time, your forces have been attempting to interfere in the internal affairs of my clan and trying to cover up your crimes of cruelly murdering my innocent people. Today, in the name of the entire Deer Clan, I formally declare war on you—" As Lefebvre's voice fell, the scene fell into a deathly silence, with only her words echoing in the air for a long time.

……

"What?!"

Bald Qiang stared in astonishment at the huge screen in the square next to the hospital. At that moment, among the numerous cameras and other equipment used for the broadcast, Naya's figure on the top floor of the Sunset Building was clearly visible.

"Declaration of...war? How could this happen? Why is this happening?" Julie, who had been chasing Bald Qiang all the way here, was panting heavily. When she saw the scene on the big screen, the third kind of contact scene, which was being broadcast live globally and witnessed by tens of millions of people, terrified her.

The square was packed with a bustling crowd, but when they heard her utter the words "declare war," everyone froze in place, and the noisy scene fell silent.

After a long silence, someone finally broke the stillness: "Excuse me, where is the nearest shelter?" This question, once asked, was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately creating ripples.

"A shelter? Hmph, what good is it? They're the Deer Clan! Didn't you see how many of the army's planes were shot down just now? The city's police force can't protect us at all!" Another voice followed.

“I’ve said before that the legends about the Deer Clan and their sacred objects are real. Now look what’s happened, war is about to break out! The wisest thing to do is to buy a ticket and escape this damned city!” someone else chimed in.

In an instant, the square descended into chaos as people scattered and fled. Bald Qiang and Julie were also swept up in the surging crowd, helplessly following the flow, and were eventually squeezed into a corner of the square, unable to move.

"Bald Qiang! What should we do now?!" Julie shouted anxiously as she poked her head out from the crowd.

"I will absolutely not leave here. Zhao Lin and the others are still lying in the hospital, their lives hanging in the balance!" Bald Qiang replied.

Hearing this, Julie was somewhat incredulous: "But if what she said is true, those who stay behind probably won't survive..."

Bald Qiang shook his head firmly, his mind made up: "Julie, if you want to leave, then hurry up and leave while you still have a chance."

These words sounded like he was looking down on her.

Julie didn't turn and leave. Instead, she was getting increasingly angry from being jostled by the people around her. She pushed up her glasses and glared at Baldy, yelling, "You stupid bald guy! Who told you I was going to run away? Besides, weren't you the one who called me over to help first?!"

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two became tense and awkward. Bald Qiang stared blankly at the furious Julie before him, his mind involuntarily flashing back to when he first came to Shenzhen for work. Back then, they were still boss and subordinate in the company, and Julie always presented a stern and capable image. Now, although they had gone through hardship together again, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart once more.

“Then let’s face it together…” He reached out a hand to her, and in the vast sea of ​​people, she grabbed his hand tightly and refused to let go.

The broadcast on the screen continued unabated. Among the many excited, desperate, and pessimistic "viewers," one person's reaction stood out—

In a quiet villa in the suburbs, a faint smell of alcohol filled the air. An Han, who had just woken up from a hangover, was awakened by the television and was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her eyes, which were somewhat hazy from the alcohol, suddenly sharpened and stared directly at Naya on the screen.

Only you can stop all of this, An Han. The man's voice, like a ghost, tormented her relentlessly, never fading away.

Are you going to lecture me even if you die? Father?

Without much hesitation, An Han got up and went to the wall of the room. She pushed it hard, and the mechanism behind it started to turn.

Separated by a thick glass barrier, the armor symbolizing the "fallen angel" reappeared before her.

An Han's eyes met his, and she was gradually enveloped by his presence...