They were unwilling to simply accompany the world into oblivion in silence.
[Foolishness] was also among them. He sensed the power that did not belong to this world that appeared under this starry sky, and looked at those extremely cold starry eyes. He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly sneered.
"It turns out that there is never an answer to foolishness."
Having said that, He left, gracefully departing before darkness enveloped the area.
He is like both a wise man who sees through everything and a coward who runs away from battle.
Just as the endless void continued to invade the starry sky and darkness gradually swallowed the vision of the gods and humans present, a bright light suddenly burst forth before the eyes of the gods.
fire!
A red tongue flicked out, followed by a blazing inferno!
The roaring flames erupted from behind the fading holy light of the Codex, and the scattered sparks, carrying the fanatical will of [war], began to spread like a plague in the darkness.
The scene before them was like a spark falling into a sea of oil, instantly turning the vision that the gods and men present had just lost into a blazing white!
[War] Returns!
No one expected that the long-absent convention of [War] would appear at this time, let alone that it was hiding behind the [Iron Laws of Order].
No wonder the usually hesitant "Iron Laws of Order" suddenly gained confidence; it turns out this wasn't a judgment from "Order," but a revival of "Civilization"!
What about "truth"?
Where is the truth?
The gods searched everywhere, but unfortunately, they could not find the "truth".
Perhaps there is no truth in the universe, only an endless cycle of order and war.
However, just when the gods thought that the outbreak of war would turn the tide, the Outer God Fate snorted coldly once more:
"Is there no one left in the world, and we need someone from God to speak for the gods?"
Believers in [War], I sent you to the real universe, not so you could 'learn something' and come back to fight me!
Only then did the gods realize that the overwhelming fighting spirit, comparable to a war, did not originate from a real war, but from a human drawing a bow in a raging inferno...?
Qin Xin's hair and beard were ablaze, his left eye swirled like lava, and his right eye was contorted with rage and dripping blood. His face was grave as he looked at the outer god and said in a deep voice:
"Borrowing from God is the will of the fire-bringer."
Using the power of the gods to overcome their oppression is also the indomitable spirit of the torchbearers.
Whether you are fraud or fate, as long as you do not belong to this world, you are our enemy.
When dealing with enemies, use sharp arrows!
To dispel darkness, we must pass on the fire!
How to survive? Only with blood and fire!
Before the words were even finished, those hands, their skin torn and flesh splattered with blood, released the bowstring, and released the arrow—a shot imbued with the will to pass on the flame, a shot determined to protect humanity and safeguard the world—towards...
The judge's chair beneath Cheng Shi!
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