The cold wind in Arkania is as cold as a bone.

Carrying the seasonal low temperature from the inland sea, it scraped onto Xiong Lieweier's fur, condensing a thin layer of frost.

call……

Xiong Lieweier looked at the towering black palace in front of him, took a deep breath before slowly stepping into it.

Sure enough, a pair of scrutinizing eyes in the palace were locked on him.

In the deepest part of the palace, the waning old man sitting on the Iron Throne opened his wrinkled eyelids. Although his eyes were cloudy, they were like a dusty sword, sharp and cold!

All around are the sacrifices of the Arkanian Empire.

Every priest enjoys the power and status at the top of Arkania, but at this moment they all wait with bated breath, not even daring to make a sound.

A cold wind blew through the empty palace.

The voice of the dying old man sounded faintly.

"Xiong Liewill..."

"Do you think you are worthy enough to do..."

"Commander of all Arkania's armies?"

Although the old man's voice was light.

But it made all the top orcs in the hall break into cold sweat!

Xiong Lieweier suddenly smiled calmly, reached out and took off his steel armor, which symbolized the highest power of the army.

The armor fell to the ground.

Once again, everyone's heart beat wildly.

"Emperor of Arkania."

Xiong Lieweier smiled indifferently.

"Since I don't deserve it, then I won't do it."

Xiong Lieweier seemed to have realized the truth.

He gave up his identity as General of Arkania, threw away the military power token that summoned tens of millions of troops, and left the gloomy and oppressive Arkanian Imperial Palace naked.

Pairs of gloomy eyes in the palace watched him leave.

In the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, countless orc civilians saw him off with gratitude and reverence.

Standing on the green grass outside the imperial capital, Xiong Liewei looked back at the Arkanian Empire, which he had been loyal to for thousands of years, and smiled, a sad but free and easy smile.

In the past, he was a tyrant, a butcher, Arkania's most proud war machine, and the top god of death who was feared by the world's strongest men.

But because of this, there is no pure mind and body to pursue the path you want.

Now, after experiencing the nightmare of a broken dream in the East, he seems to have gained some kind of enlightenment through ups and downs. He wants to abandon everything outside him and return to a pure state to pursue what he wants.

"Fei Peng created the Spring Wind Sword Technique."

"But I stole the Spring Breeze Sword and felt very proud after it."

"I was wrong before."

"Compared to being a thief who always lives in someone else's shadow."

"I have to rely on myself to pursue my own path."

The setting sun lengthened Xiong Lieweier's back, making him look like a tempered blade.

Although the entire top management of Arkania now feels that Xiong Lieweir has lost his mind and gone crazy, no one knows that maybe one of the overlords who will step out of Blue Star and dominate the Nine-Storey Ladder in the future will be him who changes starting from today.

…

"Arkania was defeated?"

After Xiong Liewei left.

An angel in a gray cloak walked into the oppressive imperial palace on his own, turning a blind eye to the gloomy-looking orc executives in the hall, and just looked at the old emperor quietly.

The old man's face was calm and his voice was hoarse.

"It's considered a defeat, so what?"

A corner of the cloak on the angel's chest was lifted by the cold wind, revealing a cross pattern.

"Since you have failed, please go and explain to Heavenly Father in person!"

The angel in gray cloak said coldly: "Also, Xiong Liewei is no longer your Arkanian general. For the failure of this vanguard war, you must dedicate 800,000 civilians and send them to heaven to express your apology!"

Eight hundred thousand civilians?

The old man smiled silently.

The next second, a terrifying momentum that seemed to come from the abyss suddenly unfolded.

The momentum turned into a wind and wave, directly overturning the angel's entire cloak, causing him to reveal his prototype in the strong wind.

It was an angel covered in pure white armor, with two patterns of a cross and a scale engraved on the breastplate, symbolizing rules and judgment.

"You, a mere angel of judgment, dare to act unscrupulously in front of this emperor?"

The old man's voice was like ice in the abyss.

"Go back and tell your Heavenly Father."

"I know that you plan to unite with the Demon God Pillar to invade the East."

"I am willing to be the vanguard and take the lead in attacking the east. That is my business. Even if I lose the battle, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Also, you don't seem to know the meaning of Arkania."

"I tell you, there is no need to explain anything Arkania does to anyone!"

"And you actually want to take the opportunity to demand 800,000 civilians from the Arkanian Empire. Are you really the emperor who has lived for so long? Is it just a fool's errand?!"

The last word rushed like a frenzy in front of the angel of judgment.

Just flip it over!

At the same time, it also reminded him of the terror of the old Arkanian emperor in front of him!

This is the strongest savage beast that can lead an army to invade heaven and fight for equal status in front of the Heavenly Father with the most extreme wild war!

Although half-orcs are the offspring of intermarriage between beasts and humans.

But in essence, it is still a savage beast.

If we say that Xiong Liewell is the strongest beast king that has emerged in the past thousand years.

Then the old emperor in front of you is the strongest beast king who has been fighting for global supremacy for thousands of years!

He is the top powerhouse of the same generation as Heavenly Father!

In an instant, the angel of judgment left angrily.

Even the trial text he brought was not given a chance to be read aloud.

It is enough to show the terrifying aura of the old emperor of Arkania!

The old man is like a dragon hiding in the abyss.

Once you open your eyes, you will become domineering!

…

Zhongzhou Frontline Field Hospital.

Although many of the wounded were covered in gauze, their expressions were extremely fanatical.

They were curious about the details of the battle between Bai Liang and Xiong Liewei at the end of the war.

But no one noticed that a white-haired young man wearing a military cap and Zhongzhou military uniform had quietly walked in and stood beside them, listening silently.

"Holy... holy tree!"

A wounded man turned back to drink water, his face filled with surprise.

His shout of surprise also attracted the attention of the entire ward.

Then there were warm and chaotic cheers in the ward.

The momentum was so great that even the red cranes and white owls outside the ward smiled helplessly.

After the final battle, they wanted Bai Liang to return to the country for treatment immediately, but Bai Liang insisted on visiting the injured soldiers first.

"Although the outcome of this war was decided by the Koala War, during the entire war, all the soldiers who fought for their compatriots were living generals and fearless pioneers."

Bai Liang's words calmed the intense emotions of the wounded.

They smiled naively and looked at Bai Liang with sparkling eyes.
Chapter completed!