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All the Mountain Farm Owners received a warning on their communication devices. In fifteen minutes, an Intercontinental Missile armed with Super Explosive Cherry would be launched, expected to reach its target in thirteen minutes. All Mountain Farm Owners prepared themselves, as the shockwave from the explosion could cause fatal injuries.
Upon hearing this announcement, Liu Meili jumped up with joy. "Fei Hong is saved! We just need to hold out for thirteen minutes," she exclaimed.
Huang Youfu replied, "Sister, wake up! The shockwave from the explosion could be dangerous even a hundred kilometers away. What about being at the center of the blast?"
Huang Youfu didn’t need to finish his sentence; everyone understood immediately. The terrifying White Sphere would mean death for Ye Feihong, who was at the epicenter of the explosion. Even if he could withstand it for thirteen minutes, he would still be killed by the devastating Super Explosive Cherry.
The Imperial Guard seemed ready to abandon Ye Feihong.
Li Si protested, "You can't do this! Ye Feihong is a hero who has defended the portal three times."
Zhang San added, "Yes, you can't do this! Ye Feihong hasn't failed yet."
The Imperial Guard responded, "We don't want to do this either, but if Ye Feihong fails, can you defeat these White Spheres on your own?"
All the Farmers fell silent. In the face of national interests, what did individual lives matter? Even if that person was a hero who had fought for humanity and the Dragon Kingdom, one must be prepared for sacrifice in such moments.
This was the cruel reality of the end times. Anyone and everyone had to make concessions for the survival of their country. The Farmers in the mountains were filled with sorrow. The Super Explosive Cherry could easily annihilate even the divine tree.
It was certainly not a problem to kill those White Spheres. Yes, this also meant that Ye Feihong was destined to die. They stared at the screen, eager to catch a glimpse of Ye Feihong's final moments.
Since the Imperial Guard had made their decision, the outcome was inevitable. Ye Feihong had seen the message as well. He said, "Give me eight minutes; I will take care of these Dark Overlords." He glanced at the time on the Communication Device.
There were still three thousand points of sunlight left to harness. Would Ye Feihong be able to create a miracle with those last three thousand points? Even he wasn't sure. It didn't depend solely on him; it was a matter of fate and luck.
At that moment, Ye Feihong wished he were a European Emperor, not just a child of fortune or a Destined Person. Seven War Trees, each possessing Sprites and receiving ample supplies from the Spring of Life, boasted formidable Defense Power. Most importantly, their recovery abilities were exceptional.
Fifty thousand Dark Hunters and three hundred Dark Overlords relentlessly attacked their massive forms. Countless branches fell but were quickly restored by the Sprites and the Spring of Life. Three thousand Dark Colossi remained trapped outside, unable to even reach the outer walls.
Meanwhile, tens of thousands of Pea Gatlings, along with numerous Pea Missiles, Cabbages, and Corn Cannons, unleashed a torrent of firepower upon the Dark Hunters.
A large number of Dark Hunters were swiftly eliminated by Ye Feihong.
The Bond Agent remarked, "I have to say, the Dragon Country Farmer before us has a tenacity that deserves my respect."
Bei Ye replied, "Unfortunately, it’s useless. His current maneuvers have reached their limit, and he still cannot break through the White Sphere's defenses."
With a sigh, the Bond Agent continued, "I don't understand how his War Tree can hold out for so long. Once the Dark Colossus in the rear enters the attack range, he will likely struggle to resist."
"Yes," Bei Ye agreed, "the key is that he cannot breach the defenses."
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