Unfortunately, he was severely injured while venturing into the Eternal Tower, and with no hope of recovery, he was nearing his end.
Refusing the powerful expert's suggestion to extend his life, the owner of the short blade, dragging his heavily wounded body, ventured alone into the abyss plane.
When Wuhen arrived, only this short blade remained at the scene.
A medium-sized abyss plane was completely slaughtered, with not a single living creature left!
The severely wounded God of War is still missing and his fate is unknown.
final,
The short blade was brought back to the Eternal Forest and passed down to Shadow Seven.
"It doesn't matter."
Shadow Seven traced the short blade with his fingertips and whispered,
"Me and my sword are the strongest."
"I've lost once, I won't lose a second time."
"Shura... I'll be waiting for the day you become the God of War..."
...
The deepest part of the Eternal Forest.
Ye Bai finally stopped.
A giant monument, a thousand meters tall, appeared before him, shrouded in black cloth, obscuring its true form.
Ye Bai was certain that it was this monument that was calling to him.
The overwhelming amount of equipment behind him also stopped at the same time.
The nine most powerful relics were placed at the very front.
These pieces of equipment all come from the God of War, and are the highest-grade and most valuable equipment in this eternal forest.
Everything is complete.
"3 minutes, as quickly as possible!"
Ying Jiu urged.
Ye Bai, however, seemed not to hear him and muttered to himself,
"I want to see this monument."
He didn't look at the million divine soldiers behind him, nor did he care about the nine relics left behind by the God of War. His gaze was fixed on the stone tablet shrouded in black cloth.
Without using the Eye of Insight,
Ye Bai wondered why the other party would call out to him when he saw the monument.
"well..."
Ying Jiu sighed, and his figure emerged from the black mist.
He walked forward slowly, his body hunched over.
"Watch it if you want."
As he spoke, Ying Jiu stretched out his withered hand, pinched the black cloth between two fingers, and pulled it slightly, causing the black cloth to fall down.
The true face of the stone tablet was revealed to Ye Bai.
On the enormous stone tablet, countless words and names were engraved in bright red paint.
"Zuo Jiantang sought death so that ten thousand families might live!"
"There is only one thing I will do before I die: kill the enemy!"
"Qingyan, this battle is dangerous. You are taking care of everything at home, so you can rest assured. Don't worry. Liu Qingyao, please."
"I'm tired, I want to rest. Take care."
"....."
As my gaze swept across the lines of text, it was as if I were seeing faces.
Ye Bai stammered, "This is..."
"This is a memorial to the deceased, or rather... a last message."
Ying Jiu sighed and said,
"Whenever the human race is in a great war, there are always those who are determined to die and charge ahead of the enemy."
"To block the enemy and break through their army, to sacrifice oneself for righteousness."
Gazing at the monument to those who died for their cause, Ye Bai seemed to hear the sounds of battle, see the clash of swords and the thunder of horses, and witness wave after wave of people, one after another, ready to die for their cause.
The peace beneath his feet was won back inch by inch by his ancestors with their blood and sweat, and it continues to be guarded with blood today!
A demon god once boasted that if he killed humans until they were terrified, they would naturally submit!
This monument is humanity's response.
Humans are not afraid of death, so why threaten them with death?
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