The whole world was covered in gray, and for some reason, Soshiyang felt extremely tired.
He walked towards a black lake, threw Buran Tian aside, and tried to wash away the blood from his hand armor.
But then he found that this was not a lake, nor was it water, but blood.
He stood up and looked around and saw only endless corpses, piled up with purple armor and red and black armor, either 2 or Ⅺ on their shoulders.
Everything should not become like this.
Then, he saw a man in the sea of blood. He knelt on the pile of corpses, holding a long knife with his hands in the shape of a lotus, and his long blood-stained hair covered his face.
Every time he breathes, a lot of blood will gush out.
What did you do, brother?
Everything should not become like this.
My father is just taking advantage of us.
I can heal you.
You will just kill me.
You used the power of the false God, and I used the power of the true God, and we are no different.
You are depraved.
The same to you.
Many voices intertwined in Soshiyang's mind, causing him to fall into a chaos of self, waiting for the void to take him away.
He seemed to be waiting for something to drag him to the afterlife, and to put himself to justice for all the sins he committed and all the blood in his hands.
But nothing.
Then, he found that many warriors appeared beside him, wearing red and black armor, surrounding the man in the middle, pointing the bomb gun in his hand at the other party.
"Father, your order is."
Soshiyang was stunned for a moment. He realized what he should do, but couldn't say it.
Then the kneeling giant suddenly stood up and shouted something, but Soshiyang could not hear it.
He rushed across the front at lightning speed, along the edge of the fire net, and rushed down the mountain of corpse towards the storm. An unprecedented psychic charge surrounded him, becoming stronger and stronger.
In the storm, something was moving, and Soshiyan could not clearly feel what it was, it stirred the storm's airflow and extended from the depths of the subspace.
The thin curtain of the material world suddenly collapsed, and the flow of subspace suddenly changed the direction of its full power. The gathered energy hit the giant's body, and his aura instantly exploded with the light.
Soon, it grew and transformed into a giant monster, glittering.
Soshyan saw the coming monster, he retreated from the storm, but the tide of the soul dragged him.
He became very slow, too slow.
The warriors aimed their blaster fire at the giant, and the bullet exploded at the edge of his halo, but the remaining rage transformed him into an energy nova.
The face that originally belonged to humans was twisted in pain, strength and madness, and then he stretched his arms forward.
The impact was endless at that moment, and hundreds of soldiers were instantly flew hundreds of meters away.
Soshyan raised his weapon again, which made the giant scream a word.
"The Immortal Star Falls!"
A sub-space flame burst out from the giant, but it instantly pointed to nothingness and was exhausted.
The bullet immediately broke through the thin energy, tearing its skin open, revealing the liquid body.
Soshiyang was also ready for his counterattack. He rushed forward, rushed away the layers of sub-space flames, and Burning the sky slashed at the opponent.
"Ceasefire."
The storm no longer exists, and on the ground it once covered, a carbonized corpse lies, twisting in the pain of destroying it.
Its deformity is unusual, almost six meters long, with five arms and a string of heads growing on its neck.
To Soshiyang's surprise, the other party was still alive, even though he was dying.
The man's eyes were hollow and boiling white, and it turned to Soshiyan as he walked to him.
"Brother, I don't want to do this-"
"I know."
Then, a charred hand with claws grabbed his thigh.
"Maybe... your path is... the right one, but be careful... the sealer..."
"Rest in peace, brother."
There was no longer any response, the other party's hands fell softly and his eyes remained motionless.
Soshiyang felt "he" slowly squatting down, staring at the mutated body, and picking up the knife that the other party fell beside him, feeling mixed feelings for some reason.
"We all have no choice but to...but I believe there will be a different path."
This sentence seemed to be what he said to himself.
Then, all the pictures and sounds began to go away.
I don't know how long it took, Soshiyang heard another voice in his mind, which was far away and blurry.
"Hey! Wake up! Soshiyang, you stupid guy! Wake up!"
Soshyan did not fall into death.
He just fell heavily to the ground, and his whole body hurt like a fire, unable to move and talk or even blink.
Veronica's worried face entered his vision. The spirit clan was wearing the clothes of a medical nun that he had obtained from somewhere. He was kneeling beside him, flipping around a medical bag in panic. Soshiyang wanted to laugh a little. She was too stupid and didn't know how to use it.
Behind her, Kayang, who was wearing a cloak, appeared in time to press all the explosions into one point and sent them into the sub-space.
Therefore, almost no one was injured-
Except for Soshiyan, who is closest to him, his body is now covered in blood.
"I owe you a life."
Soshiyan said this to Kayang when he was unconscious.
Talos, who was standing beside him, walked over, glanced at Soshiyan and Veronica, and then turned to Kayang.
"I thought you wouldn't be here. After all, it would be quite embarrassing if you bump into Abaddon, right?"
"I'm only here that I'll come."
Kayang sighed lightly and continued:
"Aliman is here to take Shangxing."
"He's here!?"
Talos seemed surprised.
"Did you fight him?"
"Um."
"Who's winning?"
"Do you have to ask such an embarrassing question?"
Kayang said, gently brushing the large scorch marks on the left arm with his right thumb—
In a space independent of reality, the red characters move forward and fire at each other.
Knowing that he could not completely defeat Aliman in witchcraft, Kayang then involved the other party in a sword fight. Both sides were acquaintances and knew each other's abilities - Aliman's close combat cannot be said to be bad, but at least it is not outstanding among Qianzi.
Kayang is one of the few people in the Legion who is better at melee combat.
The Supreme King Alax crawled on the ground to avoid danger, his exquisite robe was cracked and soaked in blood.
"Kayang, I heard about your killing of Tagus Daravik. Are you going to deal with me in the same way?"
"No, there is a new way."
With a sword, Aliman staggered, Kayang suddenly pulled out the exquisite pistol and hit Aliman's breastplate, causing him to lose his center of gravity.
But before Kayan could fire again, a thread of energy slashed through the air, causing Kayan to fall to the side.