Some in the team were desperate and some sighed, but the person in the leader just raised the battle axe high and slashed towards the indestructible huge wall.

The battle axe that had crushed the demon general only left insignificant shock ripples on the giant wall. The giant wall was even a crack that was stingy to bloom... But the axe holder was not discouraged, but just raised his strength and chopped the giant wall again and again.

At first he was the only one, but soon the companions behind him joined the futile struggle.

Everyone who has seen the barriers of the world will know that the huge wall that stands tall is not only indestructible in material terms, but also symbolizes the laws of the entire world. Chising through this huge wall is as incredible as picking stars. Even if one can destroy the gods of billions of demons with one hand, it is impossible to destroy the world... However, the remaining soldiers of this tribe do not care about these common senses at all, and ignite the remaining fire of their lives at the end of the world.

The scene afterwards was blurred and unrecognizable, but as long as you see the crack on the giant wall, the ending was self-evident.

Bai Xiao opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but he felt it was unnecessary.

The ancestors of these tribes used their supreme perseverance to break through the barriers of the world and forcibly opened up a channel to return to reality from the virtual world. However... in this process, they have been assimilated by the virtual world and are no longer "real people".

Although the passage is penetrated, the moment they pass through it, they will turn into dust.

For many people, perhaps dying in their hometown is better than being a living wandering ghost, but obviously these people are not willing to give up and still shoulder a heavy mission, that is...

"Are you waiting for the inheritor? Then choose me?"

The corpse nodded without making any mockery sounds.

Bai Xiao pondered for a moment, and then opened his chest that had begun to heal again. Beside the heart that was beating vigorously, a substantial magic weapon had formed, like an ugly tumor.

"Are you sure?"

The corpse made a sneering gesture, then his withered arm moved to the side, and a bone-like broken knife flew into his palm.

Bai Xiao took a look and realized it.

It was a weapon made of the legs of the red-patterned giant wolf. Before the red-patterned giant wolf became extinct, this kind of dagger was the most popular weapon for tribes. According to legend, the first tribe immigrants encountered natural enemies after they came to the snow-capped mountains.

They are cunning and powerful, and numerous. They were once overlords of the snowfield. The tribes paid an extremely tragic price to domesticate them, or eliminate them. The legacy left by the wolves is an important material guarantee for the tribe when they settled in the polar regions.

So the meaning of this corpse is also very obvious. They do not mind which race the power of later generations borrowed. As long as the dominant will still belong to the tribe.

This is indeed the consistent style of the tribe.

Bai Xiao smiled, closed his open chest, and then lifted the battle axe again. This time, Bai Xiao only felt that the axe was much lighter. Although he couldn't use it freely, he could at least wave one or two of them with all his strength.

The corpse also nodded slightly, as if quite satisfied with the talent of the successor.

"Then, thank you for removing parasitic foreign objects for me, and thank you for opening up the passage you have been obsessed with over the years. I will cherish this magic weapon..." After pausing, Bai Xiao said, "I promise that there will be thousands of foreign objects that die under the axe blade."

The corpse opened its mouth, as if it was used to replace the smile.

"Then, I'll say goodbye..."

Bai Xiao did not waste time and greet these respectable ancestors anymore. After all, he is in a hurry now... Anyway, the passage between the real and virtual worlds is open, so I will come and reminisce about them again if I have the chance.

But before he could take a step, someone pulled him away.

"What else?"

The corpse opened its mouth, as if it was indescribable, but it was very expressive for a while. It wanted to bend down and write with its fingers on the stone surface, but it was only halfway through the bend.

Bai Xiao observed for a while and felt that this artificial posture was a bit like a virgin chasing girl in Hongshan Academy... But this association was too ridiculous, so Bai Xiao just thought that he had just fought too fiercely and the aftermath of the concussion had not disappeared.

But the corpse gradually became dancing and even became a little angry, which forced Bai Xiao to pay attention to it.

A great hero who swept through the demon clan and broke through the barriers of virtual and real is impossible to perform performance art here. He must have something important to convey to himself, but... what will it be?

Bai Xiao held a battle axe in his hand and recalled in his mind the scene of the overwhelming demons sweeping across the snowfield more than two thousand years ago. In those pictures, Bai Xiao suddenly found a sense of incongruity.

Under the overwhelming demon tide that covered the sky and the sun, hundreds of elite tribal warriors eventually died in battle... But the most critical question is, what about the rest of the tribe?

Although the Xueshan Tribe is suffering from difficult living conditions and almost all the people are soldiers, there is still a difference between militia and real elite soldiers. Bai Xiao did not see the existence of civilians in the picture.

Was it slaughtered by the demons? It is impossible. All civilians died, so where did the tribal civilization come from later generations? But in the face of the demon tide that covered the sky and the sun, even the soldiers could only try their best to protect themselves. Where can civilians hide?

So when the soldiers fought bloody battles, the civilians must have been protected by someone.

In an instant, a blue shadow flashed through Bai Xiao's mind.

"Do you want me to convey my gratitude to someone?"

The corpse was stunned and was extremely surprised by Bai Xiao's understanding. Then it nodded seriously, reached out to cover Bai Xiao's palm holding the axe, and held it hard.

"I will do my best. Speaking of which... does that thing live so long? I still have descendants of descendants. Forget it, I will try my best to bring the words, but you also know that many years have passed outside."

The corpse released its palms, revealing a relief posture, and then stopped entangling Bai Xiao, and his withered body turned into ashes and dispersed in front of Bai Xiao's eyes.

Bai Xiao was silent for a while, picked up the battle axe, turned around and walked into the path of virtuality and reality with infinite light.

Reality, I'm back.
Chapter completed!