"What?! That heavenly might was Oliver's power?"
Xuan Quan was astonished.
Since when did an Aeon of Abundance have such powerful single-target destructive capability?
It was well known that an Aeon of Abundance's strength lay in being 'hard to kill,' not in destructive power.
The Emanator of The Hunt and the Emissary of Destruction were known for their destructive power.
Now, a hard-to-kill Aeon of Abundance could casually throw planets to smash people. Wasn't that a bit excessive?
Fortunately, this Aeon of Abundance was now an ally, otherwise Fuhui would be doomed.
Amidst his shock, Xuan Quan also witnessed what 'mowing down' meant.
On the large screen, the Fallen Land planet directly approached the jidu mirage.
Then, a thick tentacle extended from the surface and directly plunged into the core of the jidu mirage.
Vacuum absorption!
The Fallen Land was absorbing the energy of another activated planet; it was a great tonic.
The jidu mirage tried to escape but was firmly suppressed by the Power of Abundance until it was sucked dry and became a dull, barren planet.
In contrast, the Fallen Land's vitality became even more vigorous!
And it produced countless abundant resources.
As for the rest of the Abundance Coalition Army, they had been completely annihilated by the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult led by Fei Xiao and the Cloud Knights of Qingqiu Guard led by General Yueyu.
Fahai Xianzhou and the reinforcements from other Xianzhou gained no military merits and could only watch.
"Too strong, a casual move from them is already our limit—"
"It doesn't matter if we lost military merits, at least we are all still alive."
"Exactly, exactly, if it weren't for them, we probably wouldn't have made it back."
The Cloud Knights from Luofu were filled with admiration.
The Third Abundance Folk War ended in such a comical manner.
The Alliance, upon hearing of the Fallen Land's and Yaoqing's achievements, immediately sent congratulatory messages.
They decided to increase the number of Xianzhou collaborating and exchanging with the Fallen Land.
For example, Fahai Xianzhou volunteered.
Because—the debt was truly too damn high!
Xuan Quan looked at the exorbitant bill, feeling like he could cry.
Because there was no cooperation agreement with the Fallen Land, they were forced to pay for the reinforcements.
Those ten resource-rich planets alone were enough to wipe out thirty years of Fahai Xianzhou's efforts.
Xuan Quan: "Fine, I'll sign the debt note!" "The cooperation contract must also be signed! Future support will be free!"
If we don't cooperate now, what will we do if we need the Fallen Land's reinforcements again in the future?
Fei Xiao: "You will be grateful for your actions today."
And so, Fahai Xianzhou officially entered into a cooperative relationship with the Fallen Land.
The Fallen Land.
People were holding a victory banquet, celebrating across the entire world.
The faint clamor of the victory banquet drifted in on the breeze.
Fei Xiao, the now renowned White Fox King, stood alone in Oliver's private backyard garden.
The moonlight outlined her tall figure, her white hair shimmering with a cold luster beneath the clear light.
She had shed the decisive, warlike aura she carried during the day; her profile now revealed a rare hint of softness.
"Hiding from the commotion again?" Oliver's voice was gentle as he offered her a cup of tea.
Fei Xiao did not turn around, but naturally accepted the cup, her fingertip inadvertently brushing the back of Oliver's hand.
She took a sip; the sweet, warm liquid seemed to dispel some of the chill brought by the night wind.
Her voice was slightly lower than usual, carrying a hint of imperceptible fatigue, "The excitement... is a bit loud."
Oliver leaned against the railing next to her, remaining silent, simply keeping her company.
Moonlight spilled onto the two figures, casting long, interwoven shadows.
He could clearly smell her unique scent: faint, mixed with gunpowder smoke and a certain cold, crisp fragrance.
The silence was not awkward.
This was a tacit understanding cultivated over twenty years.
Yes, twenty years have passed. Why hasn't the script been completed yet?
Oliver glanced at Fei Xiao's 'headlights'; they were quite substantial, proving she had fully matured.
She was now a qualified leader, the highest military official of the Fallen Land.
Her master, General Yueyu, was also still alive, so what exactly remained to be done?
Oliver fell into deep thought—Fei Xiao turned her head and looked at Oliver's profile, which remained sharply defined and incomparably handsome.
He was better looking than any man she had ever seen in her life.
Fragments of Remembrance suddenly flashed:
The first time she narrowly won a match in her youth, she excitedly rushed over, hugged Oliver's neck, and laughed;
The first word she learned to write was Oliver's name;
When she was injured, he gently treated her;
In countless crises, he was always by her side protecting her... Those memories, once defined as "familial affection," now acted like stones cast into the lake of her heart, stirring ripples named "possessiveness" and "craving."
"Brother."
Fei Xiao suddenly called out.
Oliver turned his head in response.
Fei Xiao suddenly extended her index finger and, with an irresistible force, gently pressed it against Oliver's lips.
This gesture was too intimate, too bold; all the blood in Oliver's body seemed to rush toward the spot she touched.
Fei Xiao withdrew her finger, took a step forward, and completely invaded Oliver's personal space.
The distance between them was close enough to feel each other's body heat and to see their own reflection in the other's pupils.
"Oliver, listen to me."
Her voice was low and clear: "It's been twenty-five years. From the moment I first grabbed your sleeve, I haven't been able to tolerate anyone else. You pulled me out of hell, you taught me how to hold a sword, taught me how to survive, taught me... what it means to be alive."
Her gaze locked firmly onto Oliver; the emotions in her eyes surged, threatening to drown him.
"I relied on you, looked up to you, treated you as my only relative, my only source of support... but I don't know when, all of that changed."
She leaned forward slightly, her breath brushing Oliver's forehead: "My heart races when you get close, and my gaze involuntarily follows your figure.
When I see you laughing alone with other women, I get upset.
This isn't gratitude, it isn't reliance, and it certainly isn't damned familial affection!"
Her voice suddenly rose, carrying an absolute, uncompromising determination:
"Brother, I won't call you Brother anymore! I want to call you by your name; I want to possess you, embrace you, kiss you, and spend the rest of my life with you."
Her confession was like a clap of thunder exploding beneath the silent night sky.
It was open, fervent, unreserved, direct, and powerful.
"I..."
Although Oliver had long sensed the change in Fei Xiao's feelings.
But he truly hadn't expected it to erupt so suddenly today.
Fei Xiao did not give him time to hesitate.
A flash of undeniable light crossed her eyes; she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.
A huge white moon hung in the sky, generously showering its clear light upon the two figures, plating them with a silver edge.
Under the cover of night, they got busy in the small garden, digging and digging, planting tiny seeds and blooming tiny flowers~