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"I heard it again! I heard it again! It's that sound!! Woohoo, it's that sound!!!"

"Hundreds of years, hundreds of years! They haven't left yet!!!"

He cried bitterly, his eyes turned blood red!

Yan Chi had already guessed Xuan Xi's plan.

Conferred the Gods, it turns out that what he meant by Conferred the Gods was this.

The people of Daxia have no faith, but they have a lot of history.

Those histories have unknowingly planted the seeds of faith in every child’s childhood, in the classroom, and in books…

Xuan Xi first sounded the charge because once the charge sounded, they would come back.

It was as if his guess was confirmed.

The next moment, a bunch of big swords wrapped in red scarves appeared above the Black Sea.

There were only a few at first, but more and more.

Countless red scarf knives bloomed like red spider lilies on the black sea, and those holding knives appeared...

The figure is just a shadow.

"kill!!!!!!"

“Kill, kill!!!!”

The moment they appeared, the entire battlefield was filled with smoke.

Yan Chi had never experienced those years and had never been to school, so he had never thought that a person and a knife could have the power to swallow up mountains and rivers.

The figures holding the red scarves and knives looked vague and unreal, and it was hard to see clearly.

But the moment they appeared, they rushed towards the monsters.

Xuan Xi was still continuing to confer gods upon them, as he uttered out names and pieces of history one by one.

More and more figures appeared, each one was vague and unreal, and could not be seen clearly.

They seem like many people, but also like one person.

Situ Xun excitedly grabbed the handrail and looked out.

"I have compiled all the information about the thirty-two famous marshals, eighty-nine generals, and countless heroes in Daxia's history!"

"Xuan Xi said that the summoning started from modern times and has been extended to ancient times. All those who can be summoned can be summoned!"

"He wants to be deified. Daxia has plenty of gods!!"

"He's not incapable of using human wave tactics!"

"Look, look, after shouting, they are still here, they never left!!"

"..."

As the red scarf knife appeared, more figures followed.

Although it was just a shadow, it was possible to tell that these people were dressed differently, some modern, some ancient, and the battle flags of various dynasties were dancing vigorously in the storm.

Some were wearing armor and commanding thousands of troops.

Some war horses are galloping, and one shot can defeat thousands of troops!

At this moment, all the people who were in different timelines in the long history and who should not have met were awakened by the Heart of the Human Emperor and appeared in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

It turns out that this is the power of the abyss, the power of the Emperor's heart...

The souls of those who died in battles over thousands of years, when gathered together, would be a terrifying number!

The sound of killing was deafening, and in just a moment, the whole world was filled with various phantoms.

They fought and killed monsters, some of them disappeared, and some of them remained.

Some quickly rush elsewhere after appearing.

There are dense shadows flying from the Ten Thousand Mountains to other places, radiating in all directions like exploding fireworks.

Yan Chi didn’t understand how someone could be called out after being dead for so many years.

Many of those residual souls have lost consciousness, and only obsession remains...

Xuanqi continued to confer gods, and the number of those phantoms doubled at a terrifying speed.

Xuan Xi's figure also began to become transparent in the continuous division. The division of gods consumed the power of the Heart of the Human Emperor, and he was inevitably heading towards decline.

Zhang Shuhui half opened her mouth, unable to believe that Xuan Qi had such terrifying power.

So what he said about being able to send me back might be true...

Situ Xun was crying and laughing, muttering to himself.

"The King's Assistant, Marshal Wu Mu, the White Robe Divine General, the Champion Marquis, the Lord of Wu An, the Thirteen Guardians, the Human Slayer Bai Qi...them, their armies, those dead warriors!

Hahahahaha! ! !

This is the land of Daxia. Even if dynasties change, they will protect this land!

What is God! What is God?!

The one who walks out from the crowd is God! ! Hahahahaha!!

Success, success, the Human Emperor’s Heart has called back everyone! Hahahahaha!!!”

Situ Xun's laughter gradually became more and more crazy, and his eyes turned blood red as if they were bleeding.

Looking at the dense and constantly appearing phantoms, Yan Chi finally realized why Jiang You said that the next battle would be a war of gods.

An endless stream of monsters confronting an endless stream of gods.

At this point, there is no room for intervention for the few humans left on this land.

With every word Xuan Xi spoke, his body became weaker.

No one knows how many gods he has canonized and pardoned, and no one knows how many heroes Situ Xun has given him in history.

There was only fighting and roaring between heaven and earth.

Loud trumpets, deafening charges, chaotic and inaudible cries, neighing horses, and endless black rain...

I don't know when, the Human Emperor disappeared.

Only a heart and the Blood Tai Sui were left floating in the air.

The heart flowing with golden light still made inaudible sounds, as if it was exhausting its last bit of strength, and the golden light gradually dimmed in the amnesty.

Until finally, the golden light disappeared completely.

The heart broke apart and fell into the water like a gray stone...

It turns out that monsters are not endless. They will be consumed and disappear like those phantoms.

Of course, the premise is that there is enough power to consume them.

Gradually, the sounds of fighting began to fade.

There are fewer and fewer monsters, and fewer and fewer phantoms summoned by the gods.

Until the last monster disappears.

Those crowded souls gathered together, perhaps this was also their way of looking at the warriors who died on the same land across a long period of time.

The general sitting on his tall horse looked down at the vague shadow of military green beside him. The shadow of military green was looking at the soldier wearing sophisticated equipment not far away...

Time gradually approaches the present time from the ancient times...

A breeze blew between heaven and earth, and these crowded souls began to disperse.

The shadow of the last red-turbaned knife also disappeared in the wind.

The whole world was quiet. There were no more roars of monsters or neighs of war horses. Only the sound of heavy rain remained.

Xuan Xi used the method of deifying to summon so many souls at once, and after they completed their tasks, they hurriedly sank into the ground.

History is a cycle, the past and present converge to this point along the circle, and inspire infinite power. They died for this land, and came back for this land again...

I never thought that Xuan Xi’s final path to becoming a god would be like this.

Maybe he didn't even think of it when he first woke up.

As a villain, Jiang You does not have such noble sentiments as to sacrifice herself for the world, but she knows that there are many people who are ready to sacrifice themselves for the world at any time.

When the sun falls on the tree, the leaves are coated with light, and she is just the shadow behind the leaves.

She doesn't love the sun, but it is undeniable that she also needs it. When the leaves fall, the shadows will have nowhere to hide.

Everyone looked up and saw that the Blood Tai Sui began to melt like ice cream, the red color fell into the water and reunited in the water.

The shadow of a huge tree peeled off the dark clouds and disappeared to the east at the moment when lightning struck.

The heavy rain suddenly stopped, and the lightning and thunder disappeared instantly.

A beam of light penetrated the gap between the dark clouds and fell on the man-eating tree.

The dazzling sunlight shines on the Black Sea, rolling up waves of golden light.

The storm stopped...

Jiang You floated in the air holding a black umbrella. In his mind, the faces of Xuan Xi, the high priest, Chen Meiyu, Bu Gui, and the monks and Taoists appeared like a revolving lantern...

These people who can sacrifice for this world...

"Dawn... this is what you want... Dawn..."

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Everyone looked up and saw that the moon hanging in the sky...had disappeared...

The sun had already poked out of the dark clouds, and the red sunset glow dyed half the sky red. The flaming clouds on the top of Longshan Mountain were burning like bright red blood...

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