While the fierce battle between Yang Cake and the Fusang Army was in full swing, the combined army on the other side quietly outflanked Mu Yu's location. At night, their steps are steady and orderly, like a black ocean surging in the dark tide. However, in this solemn atmosphere, a blonde boy suddenly appeared in Mu Yu's sight, he was like a burning golden flame, shining in the darkness.

The young man's golden hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were firm and determined. He wasn't tall, but his momentum was as heavy as a mountain. He was alone, facing the Combine like a torrent, without the slightest fear. On the contrary, his fiery golden flame seemed to give him endless strength, allowing him to stand firm in the face of danger.

Mu Yu looked at this young man, and his heart was full of awe. Although the golden flames emanating from the boy's body illuminated everything around him, Mu Yu felt an indescribable warmth. It was a light, a hope, a powerful and deep force.

The boy walked slowly towards Mu Yu, and every step was like crossing a world. When he finally stood in front of Mu Yu, the blazing golden flame seemed to burn their hearts together. He looked at Mu Yu, his eyes flashing with determination, as if to say, "I won't let you be hurt in any way." ”

At this moment, the golden flames burning behind the boy turned into an impregnable barrier, cutting off the view and attack of the Combine. And the boy himself, like a guardian, stood silently in front of Mu Yu, blocking all dangers.

His eyes were firm and cold. In his hand he held a delicate paulownia bow, the body of which was elegantly streamlined, and the bowstring was tight, full of strength and majesty. The boy's fingers lightly grasped the bowstring, and he bent his knees slightly, leaning forward, ready to shoot arrows that would break the enemy.

Suddenly, he let go of the tightly held bowstring, and the arrow burst out of the string in an instant, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound. The bow and arrows were golden, apparently refined by the young man's heart, and attached to a great deal of power. The trajectory of the arrow was like a golden meteor, burning with fire, piercing the sky and shooting straight at the enemy.

That golden rocket seemed to come from the divine punishment of the heavenly realm, with unparalleled power and heat, like a thunderous fury, tearing apart the array of the combined army. It exploded through the enemy army, kicking up huge clouds of smoke and scattered debris. The shocking scene made the eyes of every soldier present widen in horror.

A blonde boy stands on the battlefield, he is like a bright sun, illuminating this gloomy world. His name is Edwin, and although he is young, he has become a legendary hero in the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, he is facing a huge combined army. The army was outnumbered, well-equipped, and seemingly impregnable. Edwin, however, was undaunted, standing as steady as a rock in the middle of the battlefield.

He held a sword of the sun in his hand, and the blade shimmered with dazzling light, as if it had gathered the power of the endless sun. When the sword was swung, the Sun Sword turned into a blazing streamer, and wherever it went, the enemy fell.

The Combine's attacks poured in, but Edwin held off their onslaught like an impassable mountain. His figure flew across the battlefield, taking away a slice of enemy life with every swing of his sword.

At the same time, Yang Cake from afar was also attracted by the battle situation here. She is a beautiful girl with long black hair, and her eyes are always shining with intelligence and curiosity. She saw Edwin on the battlefield and how he single-handedly fought against an entire army.

After the smoke cleared, I saw that the Combine array had been torn open a huge gap. The surviving soldiers fled in panic, no longer having the arrogance they had before. The boy stood in place, just watching this scene faintly, the paulownia bow emitting a faint golden light in his hand.

The combined army led by the Ten Commanders was silently suspended in the void, their eyes focused on a blonde boy. They all exuded a strong coercion, as bright as stars, but the blonde boy was as calm as water, and he didn't seem to feel the pressure at all.

Suddenly, the ten commanders moved in unison, instantly breaking the silence of the void. Their figures blurred into ten huge black shadows in the void, and it was a blow with all their might. The power in their hands poured out like a torrent, condensing into ten brilliant beams of light that shot straight at the blonde boy.

The blonde boy did not panic, but watched them quietly. Just as the attack was about to touch him, a huge sun rose behind him. It wasn't a real sun, but a shield of force.

The attack of the Ten Commanders crashed into the Great Sun, and a powerful storm of energy erupted. The entire void trembled, as if it was about to be torn apart. However, the giant sun did not move at all, blocking all the attacks.

A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the top ten commanders, they didn't expect this blonde boy to have such a powerful strength. Their attack, though blocked, did not dissipate, but bounced back, inflicting a backlash on them.

The bodies of the ten commanders were trembling, and their faces turned pale. Although their strength is strong, they are also injured by this backlash. Their hearts were filled with horror, the strength of this blonde boy had exceeded their imagination.

At that moment, the blonde boy led a magnificent battle that shook the world with determination and courage unparalleled. His image is like a blazing sun, burning alone on the battlefield, illuminating the darkness of the Combine.

His blonde hair shone in the scorching sun, like gold given life by flames, both hot and gorgeous. Those blue eyes are like the waters of the Arctic Ocean, cold and deep. His face was as resolute as iron, and he gritted his teeth as if he was under endless pain and pressure.

He waved the sun in his hand, as if playing a symphony of life and death. Under his command, the scorching sun seemed to be given life, and roared towards the Combine. At that moment, light and darkness collided, splashing thrilling sparks.

With a loud explosion, the sun slammed violently into the Combine's position. In an instant, a huge wave of energy was released, like a raging torrent, engulfing the Combine Army. Their bodies evaporated in the light in an instant, as if they had never existed. That scene, like a precursor to the end of the world, made people's hearts palpitate.

And the blonde boy still stood there, his figure looking more and more lonely and great in the scorching sun. He is like a god who destroys all invaders with his untold power. His presence, like a tragic hymn, sings for those who are dying.