Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Feeling the thinning out of his body, Luo Wei couldn't help but smile.

To a certain extent, this is actually the reason why he chose to become the emperor of Donghua in the land of China—the god of the sun who is in charge of the sunrise is the personification of the concept of the sun, and in the eyes of the world, the so-called sun is of course A selfless existence that burns itself to bring warmth to the world.

This kind of concept allows Luo Wei to shine brightly in the world at this moment, and this kind of power allows Luo Wei to leave his real name in the hearts of all spirits.

'dimension'--

Only one word is needed to prove it.

Seeking death, but not simply seeking death. Seeing the suffering of the common people, Luo Wei even extravagantly begged to save himself with himself—not for justice, but for sticking to the bottom line of being a human being.

As a human being, the empathy for seeing people suffer.

Because he is not afraid of death, he dares to divide his own strength to protect the people when he sees injustices!

"Go on!" In the burning fire, the Loviti sword rose again, and the concept of pure yang appeared in the whole body, and the light, heat and fire rolled forward like the sea in an instant.

"Six Heavens Old Ghost" is still eerie and silent, but even surrounded by layers of sunlight, the sense of darkness and eerieness remains undiminished.

It's just that even if the darkness is still deep, the bright light has brought endless hope to the people on the ground.

The king of Chu wept with joy, and Xiang Yan bowed to the sky.

In Tanggu, the light white fingers raised, and Yuzao swayed her slightly plump thighs, and smiled: "Wei—is that so?"

"Fuxi consumes blood to open gossip; That humble mortal..."

"Burning oneself to think of the people, it really is Chinese orthodoxy."

"But why, it can't be like this for us!?"

In the smile, mixed with resentment, and even more mixed with... vague admiration.

Admiration for those people and ancestor gods.

On the ground and on a certain mountain, Yu Ji, who was wearing a black dress fluttering, was also looking at the 'sun' in the sky against the strangeness from a distance, narrowing her vermilion eyes.

Sure enough...is it you?

At this moment, Yu Ji suddenly remembered that a long time ago, the Chinese ancestor god who was in charge of Shenzhou Marriage told her that in the future, she would meet someone who was extremely important to her.

That person has a steel body, but has a human-like warm heart.

In fact, Yu Ji never thought of this sentence before, because she never felt lonely before, or in other words, she didn't know what it felt like not to be lonely before, so naturally she didn't know what loneliness was.

But now that she understands, the words she once said naturally resurface in her ears.

So Yu Ji suddenly became more convinced.

The gods on the ground have many different thoughts, but for Luo Wei who is fighting against the weirdness in the sky, there is only one thought left.

That is--

war.

Fight with it, fight with 'Taiyi'.

It is fighting with 'self'!

"Buzz buzz..." The subtle buzz appeared from the strange figure that turned into a black sun. It sounds like a low roar, but if you listen carefully, it seems that you can hear endless ravings. Chaos of sound and color.

Luo Wei moved forward, facing the darkness, and also faced the invisible tentacles and tentacles in the darkness that came from all directions at this moment.

He swung his sword and stood up, his whole body was still blooming, before the sword touched, the darkness collapsed in an instant.

"quack--"

The ravings change, and the darkness soars at the same time.

The old ghost of the six days transformed from the opposite side of 'Tai Yi' finally moved at the same time, and the black and terrifying figure moved forward and swung its fist.

He blocked the burning sword in Luo Wei's hand.

It also blocked the concept of Luo Wei's blooming, burning 'sun'.

"It's useless..." The raving gradually became clearer, and Luo Wei also heard the voice at the same time. The next second, the fist suddenly moved forward, pushing him an inch away.

Although it was only an inch, at this moment Luo Wei really backed away.

The burning light and heat spread thinly to the world, and this body, whose strength was gradually exhausted, seemed to be unable to block the strange appearance of the six-day old ghost.

More and more squirming tentacles spread out, like a surging torrent.

So he let out a happy voice.

"As expected of the weirdness transformed by the gods of the past—"

"However, today, I will not retreat!"

Luo Wei resisted the pressure and moved forward, but the tentacles spread from all directions at the same time.

Burn, burn, burn.

The surging power is always accumulating in the body.

Luo Wei was already preparing to burst out the last power in his body, using this power to burn the opponent, and at the same time completely let go of all defenses at that moment.

Order the 'six days old ghost' to have a chance to kill himself!

So at this moment,

Thousands of miles away, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

That was the manifestation of the struggle in the sky. People on the ground couldn't see the details clearly, but they could deduce the outcome of the battle from the change of light and darkness, from the situation of the scorching sun and the dark and treacherous sun.

The daylight was surrounded by darkness from all directions. Although the light was still bright, it was clear that the situation was no longer optimistic.

"That Emperor Donghua, is he about to lose..." In the Chu palace, the Chu king trembled.

The tall and strong Xiang Yan frowned: "I'm afraid... yes."

I am afraid?

In the eyes of many people, it is actually inevitable.

"The emperor burned himself and drove away the darkness for this land. However, there are too many places to care for, from the sky, the earth, to countless mountains and rivers..."

"He lost too much power, he could have won, but at this moment..."

"What now!?" King Chu anxiously asked, "Is there any way?"

"There is a way, you can try it."

"what?"

"Make the whole country believe in Emperor Donghua, and use the power of faith to make up for the loss of the emperor!"

"How can I do this in a hurry?" King Chu was stunned,

Change customs, change beliefs.

Not to mention whether he is willing or not, it is definitely not easy to implement.

Even in the most prestigious period of the king of Chu, it is absolutely difficult to change the trust of the whole country with a piece of king's order.

But now there seems to be no other way.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a try!" The King of Chu breathed out without hesitation.

Xiang Yan got the order, and was just about to go out to deliver the decree, but suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"Why doesn't Aiqing go?" King Chu was surprised, anxious and puzzled.

"Your Majesty... there is no need to go." Xiang Yan hesitated to speak.

The king of Chu opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, he wanted to ask why, but he stopped talking suddenly.

Because at this moment, 'smoke' suddenly floated over the sky of Chu State.

It is not the smoke filled with water vapor, not the wind and rain brought by the East China Sea pouring into the Yangtze River, but the fireworks in the world.

There is a little shimmer in the fireworks.

It was the ashes of a burning fire.

That's... 'faith'.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid you don't need to make an order." Xiang Yan sighed, "Wanmin, you have already made your own choice!"

Now, the wilderness.

The old man kowtowed: "Pray for Emperor Donghua, Emperor Fusang, Emperor Shuiguan..."

"We, all peoples, rely on you, and we pray that you can defeat powerful enemies, protect our homeland, and protect our Yanhuang!" A young man cut open his palm and poured blood and pain on the incense.

There is also a thin-waisted Chu girl dancing along the river to sacrifice to the heaven for the country and the people of thousands of miles to fight against the strange gods and gods.

this moment,

Manmin has indeed made his choice.

The people who regained their clarity and calmness looked at the daylight that was gradually shrouded in darkness at high altitude.

That God, who is burning himself to drive out the darkness, is burning himself to bring light to the world.

He is in crisis because of the people of this land.

Then these thousands of people will not remain indifferent.

Dedication may not lead to harvest, but the spirit of selflessness can always be admired by all people.

For God would shed blood for all peoples,

Then, Wanmin will weep their blood to repay the heavens!

King Chu looked at the smoke and sparks all over the sky, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"My country of Chu is saved!"

"My country, my people - go and do it according to your own will!"

"Since the people are of one heart, the country and the people should walk together!"

"Pass down the order, and the widow will hold a national sacrifice."

"For the sake of millions of people, I want to sacrifice to Emperor Donghua and Emperor Fusang, and establish Donghua as Taiyi."

"The New God of Taiyi!"