The setting sun is like blood, and the ruins lie across the earth, like the corpse of a giant.

The setting sun reflecting at this time is the bloodstains of the giant's death.

Facing the last ray of orange-yellow sunlight, the man slowly knelt down, kneeling in the shadow cast by the tall stone tablet, and he was the first to enter the twilight of the world.

The man was wearing thick and well-deserved armor, and his helmet was placed beside him. His head was slightly hanging and he whispered.

"I, the last warrior in the Holy City, engraves the real history of the world at this moment."

The man's pupils seemed to have a whirlpool. The depth of the whirlpool was the battlefield between ancestors and ancestors. It was the most brilliant and dazzling scene he had witnessed before he woke up. The whole sky was burning and turned into a sword blade in the hand of the creature.

The sword blade fell, cut through everything, swept away everything in the holy city, and could no longer see the light.

But soon, his eyes became dull, as if something was manipulating him, leading him forward, and touching the dark stone tablet that stood in the ruins of the Holy City at some point. He was a soldier loyal to his ancestors and the guardian of the Holy City. He was familiar with every tree and grass in the Holy City. In his memory, there was no such stone tablet at all. But when he woke up, the stone tablet appeared here, as if waiting.

Waiting for him...at this moment.

As his palm touched, the surface of the stone tablet trembled and a warm current appeared. The man was declaring that a string of words began to light up from the top of the stone tablet, and the night covered the earth, and these words that symbolize history lit up from the night and shone brightly.

"The ancestor I serve, the nobles of all the spirits of the Holy City, Di Mingshe killed the master crazy." He spoke, and his rebellious words were indifferently spit out of his mouth.

He is still stating.

“A long time ago.”

"When those priests who perceive extraordinary can sense the state of the ancestor. When they obtain the third bone statue, it is the time when the ancestor is the most powerful and the time when the ancestor is the weakest. He is no longer him, Di Mingshe Kill... Finally completely lost on the road." The man's voice was extremely heavy, so heavy that he had ten thousand pounds of power. He seemed to be saying the proverbs of fate.

This is not a warrior who can say anything at all.

The warriors that Di Mingshe killed would not be like this. Even if the ancestor had reached the end, his soldiers would still fall in with their ancestors. The doomsday is nothing to them, just like the final outcome, the holy city, the spirits, and the spirits of Di Mingshe killed them, they disappeared in the dusk, and the spirits had no resentment towards the death caused by the ancestors.

Men also did not expect such words to be spoken from their own mouths, but those words like wise and philosophers continued to say calmly.

The stone tablet carved his words, illuminating the glimmer of night and illuminating the man's face.

The man's expression was so solemn and indifferent at this moment.

"Since Di Mingshe sacrificed the original material of the world to Tianyang, he began to fall into madness. The ancestor was able to master everything on the earth, but in Gou Shuo, he could only master everything on the earth, and the starry sky was not something he could do. This was the case with those creatures born in ancient times, and so were those who later generations prayed to look at the star road from afar."

"He was indeed powerful, and he won the war and won the crown given to him by the world. He was delighted by victory, happy with the crown and status, but he forgot that everything he had was given to him by the world. Even the power to win the crown was easily obtained by the material of its origin. The ancient Shichi of this world lost the war and lost to a younger generation who rose to his later generations. The world saw it, and He... had no thoughts about it."

"After all, there will always be creatures that will win, and it will not be him forever."

"But Gou Shuo never expected that the world began to weaken and the world began to lose the qualification to play games. He... was still silent."

"The world should thank a certain Majesty of Tianyang for bringing food to Gou Shuo, so that Gou Shuo can seize... a little opportunity again."

The man sighed softly, and the sigh was as if the ancient desolation mixed with millions of years.

"That opportunity was placed in front of me and was left for a long time. During this period, there were always a few powerful creatures passing by the edge of the world who could defeat Di Mingshe. Gou Shuo didn't want to struggle anymore. If the child grew up to break free from the cradle, it would be unnecessary to break free. But Gou Shuo saw Him, was he one of His colors? It was so warm."

"Just as they have come, giving life to the world, even if it is just a missed journey, the world still remembers it."

"So, when He approaches, the world...changes its mind."

"I still don't know the life of that noble existence, and can only use this to describe it and leave this correct and irreversible history." The man paused, "Did you feel the disorder of time? Since He was dragged down from the star path and fell into this world, the torrent of time is washing away, making history blurred? Since the world cannot leave His appearance and time, record it in the oldest way."

"So, there are real creatures that only exist, which can affect a period of history?" The man asked inexplicably, not knowing who he was asking.

There are more and more words on the stone tablet, and the man's face is becoming clearer and clearer.

The night seemed to retreat on his face.

"The ancestor is not without weaknesses. It is like the strong and overwhelming sea. He cares about his tribe and feels sad for his tribe. Therefore, for the greatness of the tribe, he will fall to the road on the edge of the world and let the color of the starry sky fall into the world. Just like the De Mingshe Kill, his crown gives him the meaning of complete loss and loses the most important reason and wisdom of the ancestor. He launches a challenge like an invincible existence. Is this a challenge? I think yes, this is a challenge to challenge his own loss."

"I hope to touch the starry sky and embark on the ancient road of pilgrimage, but unfortunately, Di Mingshe was not qualified to kill him."

"But the world still regards him as its child. Since it cannot reach the starry sky, then take it down and let you see it."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and gently lowered his palm that touched the stone tablet.

"The child's ambition was buried in the evening."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head for the first time, and the light of the stone tablet instantly lit up his face.

A vicissitudes of Kong Wu's powerful face seemed to be nothing special. The man stared at the stone tablet and read it from above. Finally, his eyes stopped at the end of the text.

There was something he had not said.

"I want to see if His appearance under the darkness of the starry sky looks like that original?"

The light that illuminates the man is dimming, and it is the stone tablet disappearing.

The light was pulled away, and his expression slowly solidified. When the stone tablet completely disappeared, there were nothing but broken walls in front of him.

The man closed his eyes and sank against the broken wall, like a sleeping person, with his armor rubbing against the stone wall, making a dull grinding stone sound.

Everything is quiet under the night.

But in the distance, light columns soared into the sky. Under each light column was a sleeping figure, including a thin girl on the coast of the sky and clouds. Where the light columns gathered, the giant tree stretched its branches and leaves, broke through the sky, and the jade plaque sounded.
Chapter completed!