494 Never giving up
âHahaha!â
The young manâs body was pierced by countless swords, but he didnât fall because of this. He let the blood stain his snow-covered clothes, and laughed arrogantly and confidently.
âYou think you can defeat me like this? Itâs a pity that I havenât been able to protect the Queen and avenge my Good Brothers, the Azure Dragon and the Black Tortoise. I canât die!â
âAs for me, The White Tiger, as long as Iâm not down, I can still fight!â
The young man pulled out a sword from his body. He was like a majestic God of War, powerful and intimidating!
Countless powerful enemies appeared in the sky. These enemies piled up like a huge mountain, but the young man who was carrying a hundred swords was not covered at all.
He was the general of the demon Realm, The White Tiger war god! His duty was to protect the Queen. He could not fall before the Queen was out of danger!
âEnough!â
Bai Yanâs fingers covered her lips as tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.
She looked at those peopleâs knives that had chopped off the young manâs arm. She also saw that his snow-covered shirt was already dripping with bright red blood.
But he still stood there. Even though his heart had been cut out of his chest, his expression did not change.
however, his eyes were no longer as bright as before, and his movements were frighteningly stiff.
Everyone knew that he was already dead!
The war god who had protected the demon world and the demon Empress had died!
But he was still fighting.
Just like the oath he had just made, as long as he was not defeated, he would fight these people to the end and never give up!
At this moment, even the enemies who were standing on the opposite side were moved by the loyalty of this young man in the snow shirt.
he was consuming his soul!
He used his soul to support his actions and protect the person he wanted to protect for his entire life!
However, the consequences of this would be nothing more than his soul being destroyed and never to be reincarnated!
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The woman behind the young man coughed twice and staggered to her feet.
Her face was weak, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a world-destroying flame of anger and endless pain.
âEnough, youâve done enough. You can rest in peace. I swear that if thereâs a next life, Iâll find the three of you among the thousands of living beings! Iâll also let the entire divine realmâs mayflies be buried with you!â
......
buried together!
These two words made Bai Yan, who was out of tune with this battlefield, empathize with him. The raging anger in her heart was ignited, but the feelings of despair and grief made her unable to think of anything else. Her footsteps even staggered as she walked towards the young war god.
âStop, quickly stop Yingying!â
He couldnât go on like this, or he would really exhaust his soul and never have a Second Life!
Bai Yan trembled as she reached out, wanting to touch the young manâs stiff and pale face. However, her hand passed through the young manâs face and what she touched was only air.
thatâs right, she wasnât in this place. this space only existed in her memory.
No matter what she did, it would be in vain.
it was just that the young man suddenly stopped his movements and his empty and listless eyes turned towards the position where bai yan was standing.
She didnât know if it was her imagination, but she felt that this young man seemed to be watching her daze.
Iâll be fine. Weâll both have a next life. If you donât stop, I wonât be able to protect me in my next life.
Bai Yan did not know if the young man could really see her. She could only hold on to her last glimmer of hope.
However, as her words fell, the sword in the young manâs hand slowly slid down from his palm. His strong and determined body also collapsed with a loud bang. Following that, Bai Yanâs memories also collapsed and all the scenes disappeared from her mind.