The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

Everyone began to realize that no matter how powerful a warrior is, he is nothing but a tiny existence in the face of the torrent of fate.

Therefore, an emergency meeting was quickly held to discuss how to formulate a plan to bring Athena back safely as quickly as possible and at the lowest cost.

Finally, a rescue team consisting of elite knights and mysterious sorcerers was selected. They were well-equipped and carried the most precious protective holy relics and communication tools of the Holy See.

Under the cover of night, they quietly embarked on the journey to Phoenix City, with only one thought in their minds: no matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead was, they must bring Lady Athena back home safely.

For the Holy See, Athena is not only a military leader, but also a symbol of faith and spirit.

Her existence, like a bright star, illuminates every corner of the Western world and provides believers with endless courage and hope.

If she unfortunately falls into the hands of Phoenix City, it will undoubtedly be an unprecedented disaster for the Holy See. It is as if the beacon of the soul has been lost, and the entire Western world will fall into chaos and confusion.

Therefore, when the Vatican foresaw the danger Athena might face through the ancient and mysterious divination, they decided without hesitation to ensure Athena's safe return at all costs, both out of deep concern for the safety of their leader and to maintain the stability and order of the Vatican and the entire Western world.

However, Athena at this moment seemed to be blinded by the dawn of victory and was completely unaware of the impending crisis.

She was immersed in the fantasy of defeating Xia Hun and completely conquering Phoenix City, and the fighting spirit and faith in her heart burned stronger than ever.

She rejected the warnings from the Vatican and ignored the worried and concerned reminders from her good friend Leona, and focused all her attention on the battle at hand.

However, time is running out and danger is lurking everywhere.

The defense line of Phoenix City was like an iron wall, and after losing its air superiority, the Western coalition forces were in a passive position of being beaten.

Athena was very angry, but faced with such a serious situation, she had to start re-evaluating the situation and think about how to deal with the upcoming challenges.

At this moment, the Vatican's rescue team had quietly approached the battlefield.

They shuttled through the smoke and gunfire like ghosts, just to find a suitable opportunity to rescue Athena from danger.

After several days of intense fighting and bombing, Athena gradually calmed down from the frenzy of victory.

She began to notice that, despite her troops' valiant efforts, casualties were mounting and supplies were running low.

More importantly, the news from the rear - the urgent warnings from the Vatican and the repeated reminders from her good friend Leona, slowly pierced through the fog in her heart like fine needles.

Late one night, when the noise of the battlefield temporarily subsided, Athena stood alone in front of the makeshift command post, gazing at the dim lights of Phoenix City in the distance, with unprecedented complex emotions surging in her heart.

She recalled her previous determination and belief, but at this moment, a deeper sense of responsibility and crisis quietly crept into her heart.

"Did I really overlook something?" she said to herself, frowning.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted her thoughts.

A messenger came running in breathlessly, holding tightly in his hand a coded letter from the Vatican.

Athena took the letter and read it quickly. As she read more, her expression became more and more solemn.

The letter not only reiterated the importance of her personal safety to the Vatican and the entire Western world, but also revealed the news that the rescue team was about to set off.

"So that's how it is..." Athena murmured softly, with a glimmer of sudden enlightenment in her eyes.

She finally realized that she was too obsessed with winning this battle and ignored the huge risks she might face.

The Vatican's warning is not groundless, and my good friend Leona's concerns are by no means unnecessary.

She looked up at the starry sky, and an unprecedented firmness and determination surged in her heart.

She knew that she could no longer let her anger and impulse blind her and had to consider the future of the entire Western world.

"Pass the order down," Athena said solemnly to the adjutant beside her, "Adjust the tactics immediately to ensure that we can maintain our combat effectiveness while preparing for a possible retreat. At the same time, strengthen communications to ensure close coordination with the Vatican's rescue team."

As the order was issued, the Western coalition forces began to quietly adjust their deployment and make full preparations for the upcoming changes.

Zhang Fan stood on the high ground north of Phoenix City, overlooking the carefully arranged "pocket" formation below, with a cold smile on his face.

At this point, the Western coalition forces were like a turtle in a jar, and any attempt to escape would be futile.

This pocket was carefully designed by the generals under his command with countless efforts and wisdom, with the aim of catching the enemy in one fell swoop and completely crushing its ambition to invade.

"Want to leave? I'm afraid it's not that easy." Zhang Fan thought to himself, his eyes as sharp as torches, piercing through the night, staring directly at the enemy army that was about to become the dust of history.

I had already expected that Athena might realize the danger and try to retreat, but all this was within my expectations. It could even be said that it was exactly what I expected.

Because only in this way will we have a chance to completely destroy this huge enemy force under Phoenix City.

As the encirclement gradually tightened, the Western coalition forces began to feel unprecedented oppression.

They tried to find a breakthrough, but every attempt was like an egg hitting a rock, and was resolved one by one by the defense line carefully arranged by Xia Hun.

The air was filled with despair and fear, and the soldiers' morale was at its lowest point.

However, Xia Hun did not let down his guard.

The battle is far from over, the real contest has just begun.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer enemies in the pocket, and Xia Hun's chances of winning are getting greater and greater.

"Let this battle become your eternal nightmare!"

Zhang Fan immediately issued the final attack order.

As the deafening sound of artillery fire rang out, the night sky of Phoenix was illuminated by flames, and a fateful battle officially began.

Athena looked at the situation around her, her expression now looking terribly ugly.

Did I actually walk into a trap?

Did he fall into the trap set by Xia Hun for himself?

Now this pocket has been slowly shrinking, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to get out.

Athena looked up at the sky and realized that she had underestimated these yellow monkeys. They actually designed a pocket for her to get into?

Didn't you notice it at first?

It seems that he was so obsessed with revenge that he ignored the existence of danger.

Now I have become their prey, and they just want to catch me?

Go dream!