He gradually fell into confusion and disappeared into a kind of spiritual nothingness.
Whoosh whoosh…
At some point a particle storm arrived, making the area increasingly colder.
Snap!
The strong wind broke off several giant fish ice sculptures, which fell and smashed the river surface, sinking a large amount of ice, including the one on the sickle.
…
"Have I really... reached my limit?"
The river turned red, and flames like blood gushed out from the bottom of the river, burning everything in sight.
Deep in the flames, Blade had difficulty moving and his consciousness was blurred.
He looked ahead and wondered how far the river was, but he could not hold on any longer.
The temperature of the flames was not high, only about tens of millions degrees, but the special rules contained in it made all the cells in his body on the verge of collapse.
"They have the protection of the gods, but I don't. They have countless adventures, but I don't. I am alive today thanks to Chen An's help. Perhaps the Hundred Battles Clan has reached its limit."
"But I won't give up. I've been waiting in the jar for eighty million years for this day."
"They say there are gods in the divine realm. If so, can you tell me if there's still hope?"
Suddenly, I felt extreme pain. The cells in my legs collapsed in large numbers, and the flesh and blood were peeled off, turning into ashes.
He finally backed down.
As the body moved backward, the cells in the legs gradually stabilized, leaving behind countless pits.
But the steps stopped.
He raised his head and looked at the empty and dark world.
After a long time.
"It is better to die with honor than to live in mediocrity. Father, I am worthy of all my people."
He rushed forward, like a ball of dry grass, burning up in an instant and turning into countless points of light.
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