Endless darkness, time is meaningless, and even thinking has lost its value of existence. Only a hoarse voice in my heart is still roaring, but no matter how hard I listen, it is meaningless. The consciousness is constantly changing in drowsiness and awakening, like duckweed floating on the waves, without any sense of peace of mind.`

..Where is this place and when is it...

who I am

As usual, the problem of not having any meaning, consciousness fell asleep again.

I woke up again, so, who was that black man and why, I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity... Chen Fei? Who is Chen Fei, who is that white woman, why did she leave...

Why am I so uncomfortable?

In the endless darkness, a chaotic soul wave was trembling unconsciously. The light and light flashed, filled with unstable aura as if it would dissipate in the next moment, but it was always stubbornly supported the moment before it dissipated. He didn't know why, it was so painful, it was enough to give up. Why was it always so unwilling to accept it?

Is the sky dead? Huang Tian’s will? The flames of the human race?

These must be very important to me, right? Otherwise, even if it was so painful, I wouldn’t be willing to dissipate here, right?

".`. The host's causal law gap is filled, the host's existence is accepted by the world, and the soul's injury begins to stabilize..."

"...start trying to awaken the host's intelligence..."

Host? System? What is this? A wave of doubt came from the extremely obscure soul that had become, but the next moment a sharp pain that almost penetrated the soul suddenly exploded, causing the soul light to froze for a moment, then trembled violently. The infinite picture seemed to have traveled through the dim years of memory and appeared vividly in his consciousness again.

On the endless battlefield, a black man in ordinary vegetarian clothes was covered in blood, but he stared at several people in front of him stubbornly, and a yellow cloth strip on his forehead was dancing like a scorching flame. His slender fingers held the long sword in his hand tightly and shouted in a low voice: "The sky is dead..." Then he stepped on the ground suddenly, and the endless tragic golden sword lights were rushing wildly in the sound of swords as clear as a dragon's roar. There seemed to be countless sounds echoing layer by layer in the surrounding space, roaring and roaring.

"Huang Tian should stand!"

Then the picture turned, and it was still the black young man, no longer a rough coat. It was a black military uniform with exquisite workmanship, but it was still dyed with blood. The slender palm was still twisted, but it was still holding the dark golden sword tightly. At this time, it was jumping up and intersecting with a monster made of pure golden liquid. The dazzling sword light flashed in a flash. The young man half-kneeled on the ground with his long sword powerlessly. The deep sword light flowed over the simple sword body, but the young face was full of rebelliousness!

"I have accepted your soul!"

The scene full of tragic aura suddenly solidified and then slowly dissipated, flying in the sky like yellow sand. Under the sky, two majestic troops rushed each other, and the most ferocious and fierce part of the murderous aura was still the young man in black uniform, holding a long sword and another white figure, rushing towards a burly tall man, and the dazzling sword light flashed. The heroic man wielding a golden giant sword slowly knelt down.

.....

Countless pictures kept flowing deep in his soul, and the places and characters were constantly changing. Only the figure of the black young man remained unchanged, and the dark golden tear out a series of dazzling sword lights like a dragon, knocking down the enemies in front of him one by one.

Who is that person? Who is it? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The pain of chaos appeared deep in the soul, and a slight black crack slowly appeared on its soul. But at this moment, the endless picture suddenly subsided and turned into a dark golden sword. On the simple sword body, the deep sword light as deep as water flowed, as if it was scattered with fatal attraction. Regardless of the body of the soul that had already been broken, this soul that forgot his existence struggled to approach the sharp sword. The soul hand, which was already full of cracks, slowly stretched out and firmly grasped towards the hilt of the sword.

And at this time, the back mountain of the land abandoned by God is forbidden!

The old man who was called his ancestor by the tribe leader stared at the statue with a faint silver light in front of him. The battle robe on his body seemed to be rushing in the wind, holding two swords in his hand, one half long and short, his facial features were ordinary on his face, but he had an unignorable demeanor. His upright body kept trembling, and tears were already flowing on his face!

For thousands of years, countless comrades died in the corruption of time, the glory of heroes was randomly polluted by the winners. This place where the fire of the human race finally burned brightly has become a sinful area, but...you are still back, General!

Crack~Crack~Crack~

Amid the crisp and subtle sound, thin cracks were spreading on the silver statue, and almost instantly occupied every corner of the statue, and then... burst! At the same time, a tragic and unparalleled killing aura soared into the sky like a giant dragon breaking through the abyss. The earth cracked a series of hideous cracks at the visible level of the naked eye. The waves of air visible to the naked eye roared and swept out wildly from where it stood. The tribal warriors wearing black ferocious battle armor were thrown out randomly like rags before this wave. Even the tribal collar with extraordinary strength was swept away powerlessly after only three breaths. At this time, only the old man in the black battle robe was still standing proudly, with his robe roaring in the strong wind.

Step, step, step ~

Amidst the steady footsteps, a tall figure crossed the layers of air waves and appeared in front of everyone. The soft black black danced with the wind. The eyes slightly closed on his calm face. The two long swords on his waist were worn, one dark gold and the other pure white, but it was the same cold and sharp. The familiar appearance that was exactly ten thousand years ago made the old man in a black battle robe tremble like he was thundered. Countless pictures passed by him - a powerful man who blocked the coalition of all races, carrying the

The human coalition forces struggling to the abyss with fire and hope, the companions who have been falling for thousands of years, the statues with silver light, the torture and pain of waiting for thousands of years... Finally, they gathered into the real and unbelievable figure in front of them. The turbid tears slid down the old man's vicissitudes of face, and the trembling right hand was gently clenched, then they held it hard on their hearts. The no longer young warrior knelt on one knee, and choked out the name that had been silent for thousands of years.

"Kor, the White Sword Unit of the Human Alliance, have seen General Chen Fei! We are the White Sword... Welcome the General's Return!"

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Chapter completed!