Chapter 669: No one to turn to for help, failed to pass the buck

Blood Sea Front Camp.

This was another new fortress that was built within a day of the allied forces setting up camp.

This place is less than two hundred miles away from the coast of the Blood Sea. With the level of power of the battle between gods and demons on both sides, a distance of two hundred miles is almost like putting bayonets against each other's faces, and the final decisive battle is about to begin.

Although it is only a temporary camp, its scale and solidity have reached the level of a permanent military fortress. The defensive array is made of the highest-grade materials, and the amount of fairy jade consumed to support the shield is an astronomical figure every second.

The closer to the Sea of Blood, the more corrupted the soil and bricks and stones become, and local materials can no longer be used for construction.

All the materials for building the fortress were airlifted from the rear, and they were immortal-grade materials from heaven. The resources consumed in building this temporary camp exceeded the total consumption of building the mountain gates of the six major immortal sects of the orthodox teaching in the mortal world.

In an open space within the camp's magic shield defense circle, there was a sudden flash of light in the air, and hexagonal space channels opened. Dozens of transport ships leaped in and hovered over the material transfer area.

On the open ground, Huang Tianhua, Huang Feihu, Wei Tuo, Yang Jian, Nezha and other coalition generals gathered together, as if they were welcoming an important person who was arriving with the supply fleet.

One of the supply ships slowly lowered, the hatch opened and Wen Rui walked down the gangway.

Huang Tianhua had a complicated expression and hesitated for a moment before moving. Huang Feihu quickly stepped forward and came to the gangway. He smiled and said to Wen Rui who was walking down: "Emperor Wen actually personally escorted military supplies to the front line. The Wen family's family tradition of loyalty to the country remains unchanged."

Huang Feihu took the initiative to lower his posture. Even though his son Huang Tianhua was somewhat reluctant, he had to take the initiative to greet him and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for putting aside past grudges and supporting the front line with all your strength. Without Your Majesty's wise dispatch in the rear, the coalition army would not have been able to stabilize its camp in such a short time."

At first, Huang Tianhua was a little distrustful of Wen Rui's management of the army's logistics. But if he put himself in his shoes, in Huang Tianhua's opinion, Wen Rui, who had always been narrow-minded, was showing the greatest tolerance by not doing anything bad to him secretly.

However, facts proved that he underestimated Wen Rui's vision and judged him by his own standards.

The military supply and logistics support was really too strong. Even if Huang Tianhua himself were to be the quartermaster, he would not be able to reach Wen Rui's level.

There was never a shortage of supplies at the front line. The damaged Ruyi Immortal Soldiers were repaired and replenished in a timely manner, and the immortal pills that restored immortal power were supplied in unlimited quantities.

The wounded soldiers can get life-saving pills as soon as possible. If the injuries are too serious, they can call for a warp transport ship at any time to be transported back to the Heavenly Medical Bureau to receive personal treatment from the top medical immortals in the three realms.

The fortress was built within one day. The required building materials weighed millions of tons in total and were also transported within one day.

The allied commander-in-chief and the military supervisor came out to greet him, which was already a very high standard of reception, but Wen Rui, who was enjoying such treatment, did not look satisfied at all.

Wen Rui had a stern face, as if everyone present owed him money. The first thing he said when they met was: "Leave, there's still time to leave now!"

Huang Tianhua sneered, disdaining to listen to his noise, turned his head away, and said indifferently: "Emperor Wen, it is not the responsibility of the military commander to decide whether to withdraw the troops. You have done your job well, so don't worry about other things. If you say such disturbing words in front of the military supervisor, you will be reported after the war."

"Tianhua, watch your attitude!"

Huang Feihu stepped forward to ease the atmosphere and said with a smile, "My dear nephew, your worries are not without reason, but now that the troops have reached the lair of the demons, the opportunity for battle is fleeting. If we can annihilate the blood sea demons in one fell swoop, the crisis of the three realms will be resolved. Withdrawing the troops will only lead to a loss of the opportunity to win..."

As he was talking, Huang Feihu suddenly noticed that Wen Rui's face was red, and when he looked closely, he found that it was a palm print. "...Hey, nephew, what's wrong with your face?"

"Has the swelling not subsided yet?"

Wen Rui was also stunned. He raised his hand and touched it, and said angrily: "Only women and villains are difficult to raise. They secretly injected mixed Yuan magic power into my facial cells to prevent the cells from repairing, deliberately making me look bad in public!"

The slap mark on his face was a reward from the goddess Nuwa. The shameless Wen Rui broke into the Queen Nuwa Palace, and before he could finish his words, he was slapped out by a big slap.

Wen Rui, who was stunned by the slap, just remembered that the goddess Nuwa seemed to have said last time that she would slap Wen Rui every time she saw him in the future...

Wen Rui had no choice but to leave a jade letter, in which he elaborated on the hidden dangers of the biological crisis in the sea of blood, and begged the goddess Nuwa to take action to quell the disaster for the sake of the human race in the mortal world.

Wen Rui was not sure whether Nuwa would read this letter. He had already done what he should do. When the army of demon mosquitoes invaded the mortal world to suck human blood in the future, Nuwa could not vent her anger on Wen Rui.

After being driven out of the Queen Wa Palace, Wen Rui went to Lingshan again, wanting to pay homage to the Buddha, but he couldn't even enter the mountain gate.

The guardian Mingwang who was guarding the gate only said that the Buddha had already made instructions and had predicted that Wenrui would come, but the fate had not yet arrived, so it would be better not to meet.

Wen Rui judged the Buddha's mind with a mean heart, thinking that the Buddha had predicted Wen Rui's prediction and knew that this guy definitely had no good intentions when he came to the door, and wanted to drag someone else to take the blame to ward off disaster.

Even if the destiny-telling ability is not that accurate, it can still predict good and bad luck. It can definitely tell that if Wen Rui is allowed to meet the Buddha, the Buddha will have to accept this fate. If he doesn't go to hell, who will? He will be forced to sacrifice himself to save the people.

I might as well just not meet him and not give Wen Rui any chance.

After going around in circles, the blame still hadn't been passed on. Wen Rui could only take the blame himself with tears in his eyes. He rushed to the front line and made a final effort to make up for his loss.

"It's nothing. I offended a bad-tempered elder sister, and I went to her for help but was slapped out instead."

Wen Rui wiped his face, and a golden mist spread out from his palm. Nanorobots covered the palm print and turned into a concealer, covering up the swelling on his face that could not be reduced.

"I came to the front line for two reasons. One is to make a final effort to persuade them to withdraw their troops. This is something that is most likely no longer feasible."

Wen Rui smiled bitterly and said, "Since you have made up your minds, it's useless for me to say anything. Let's do the second thing. Since you are determined to die, I have to make it more difficult for you to kill me, so as to buy some time for me to strengthen the defense line of Ghost Gate."

Huang Tianhua said vigilantly: "What tricks are you trying to play? The war is imminent, you can't cause trouble!"

"Do you remember the silver armor I equipped the demon soldiers of the Rakshasa tribe?"

Wen Rui said calmly: "The Ruyi Immortal Soldiers are just standard weapons. The 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals have weapons but no armor, and they haven't upgraded their armor yet. It's too late to make 100,000 sets of Ruyi Immortal Armor now, so we can only use the nano armor in stock as a substitute for the time being."

(End of this chapter)

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