Chapter 1886 Passing on the Torch for Us
"war!"
At this moment, countless voices echoed in the void, as if they came from the depths of the universe...
"I am Red Armor, a warrior of the human race, and I will die for the human race!"
A spirit slowly opened its eyes.
He was clad in blood-red armor, but it was not enchanted armor; rather, it resembled the armor of the Red Armor Army from the Eighth Battlefield.
An aura of a fourth-level god emanated from him.
As he spoke, voices echoed in the void.
"I am Blue Armor, a warrior of the human race, and I will die for the human race!"
"I am Black Armor, a warrior of the human race, and I will die for the human race!"
"I am in silver armor, a warrior of the human race, and I will die as a soul of the human race!"
"I am Huang Jia...!"
They were all Mo Yinling, who had collected the fighting spirit from various battlefields, summoned back their remnant souls, and formed Yinling bodies.
Now, a trace of the Yang Law aura has appeared on Mo Yinling's body.
The deceased human warriors gradually regained their memories of their past lives.
At this moment, apart from their physical structure being different from that of humans, they seemed to be no different from normal humans.
All the evil spirits, filled with anger and resentment, charged into the alien army.
A bloody battle erupted in an instant.
"Yinling Clan, what do you want? What human soul?" a Wood Clan deity roared.
I can't believe what I'm seeing.
"Yinling Clan, are you going to betray the alliance?" A third-level god looked at Xiao Sheng from afar and shouted loudly.
"The Yin Spirit Clan has betrayed us!"
Only after countless alien races were torn apart by the Yin Spirit Clan did the alien races finally accept the belief.
At this moment, all the human warriors watched this scene in shock.
Only Meng Ke'an here is qualified to know the origins of the Yin Spirit Clan and the Human Clan.
Xiao Sheng turned his horse around and hurled the blood-red spear in his hand through the air.
puff!
An angelic level three god had just flown out of the camp when his forehead was pierced.
The white horse trod through the void, arriving above more than a hundred god-level alien beings in a single step.
Xiao Sheng raised his hand and gripped the gun handle; the angel who had been pierced instantly exploded.
Immediately afterwards, the spear thrust downwards, and endless rules of death converged into a gigantic spear shadow.
Like the Grim Reaper reaping, it slammed down fiercely...
Rumble!
With a single blow, the three alien gods were unable to dodge and were instantly reduced to pieces of flesh and blood...
Bai Ma is a level 5 god, and Xiao Sheng is also a level 5 god.
In addition, his armor was enchanted by a level four god-level Yin spirit...
The gods-level alien races here would be like tigers among sheep when facing him...
After a few shots, more than a dozen alien gods died at Xiao Sheng's hands.
All the remaining alien gods, filled with shock, anger, and fear, scattered and fled!
boom!
At the edge of nothingness, the auras of a fifth-level god-level alien race rapidly approached.
Those were seven level-five deities.
Among them was a Black Scale Clan member, who held a divine-grade battle blade in his hand.
Behind the seven level-five deities were more than twenty level-four deities.
More than two hundred third-level gods...
This directly formed a god-level legion!
At this moment, Meng Ke'an and all the other humans trembled all over.
For the first time, they witnessed just how terrifying the hidden power of a foreign race could be.
The god-level legion arrived outside the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
A level-five deity waved his hand, opening up the space of life.
Countless quasi-god-level alien races surged out from the life space and attacked the Yin Spirit army.
"kill!"
In an instant, shouts of battle filled the void.
"Human sons, follow me to pave the way for the living!"
Xiao Sheng's voice echoed in the void.
His face showed only determination.
Soon, all the Yin spirits quickly gathered around Xiao Sheng, and led by him, they launched an attack.
In an instant, the war reached its climax.
Every moment, countless alien races are reduced to cold corpses...
There are also the Yin Spirits, whose souls and bodies completely dissipate...
Even Mo Yinling could not bring them back to the world.
The spirit race perished, and there was no trace of them left in the world...
But... none of the Yin Spirits retreated; the blades of their armor clanged and rattled.
All the spirits formed two walls, blocking the alien army outside, and clearing a path between the two walls...
"Human survivors, you are not deserters. Please step over us and leave this place!"
"Living people, please pass on the torch for me, Xiao Sheng!"
Xiao Sheng's voice came from afar.
Upon hearing this, many of the human warriors had tears in their eyes.
They realized that Xiao Sheng had treated himself and all the powerful members of the Yinling Clan here as expendable pawns.
It was simply to give them a way to survive...
"Living beings, what are you waiting for? Please pass on the torch of humanity for us!"
"Living beings, carry on the torch of humanity for us!"
Sounds echoed in the void.
Meng Ke'an gazed at the hundreds of alien gods who were approaching, among whom were seven alien beings whose life force was no weaker than Xiao Sheng's.
Wielding a divine battle blade, the Black Scale Clan member charged straight at Xiao Sheng, his terrifying blade energy transforming into a towering shadow of blades.
Xiao Sheng and his white horse were instantly repelled, and then he found himself surrounded by alien gods...
Tears welled up in Meng Ke'an's eyes.
At this moment, the remaining human legion, following the path of nothingness that the Yinling race had built for them with their lives, once again started their warships.
They charged toward the area where the humans were located.
Everyone understood that from now on, they would no longer be living for themselves.
They also live for the spirits who died in this place.
Their strength and potential are no match for this Yin spirit... Yet, even a powerful Yin spirit like Xiao Sheng was willing to sacrifice himself for a group of deserters like them.
This is because the living possess human blood, which is the desire of all human spirits.
Meng Ke'an deactivated the White Tiger Formation and ordered everyone to return to the warship and head towards the area where the human race was located.
In her ears, accompanied by the roar of supernatural powers... Meng Ke'an saw through the display screen...
One by one, human spirits were pierced through the bodies of the alien race and vanished into nothingness forever.
Gradually, holes and gaps appeared in the two walls formed by the evil spirits.
Each hole and gap represents hundreds of spirits who have already perished in battle!
Xiao Sheng rode a white horse, fighting alone against a legion of gods.
The white horse's figure vanished into afterimages, and one after another, alien gods, amidst wails, turned into fragments of corpses, floating in the void.
At the same time, Xiao Sheng and Bai Ma's souls gradually faded... their life force slowly waned...
Meng Ke'an recalled the old white-haired general from back then...
Liu Yi had a full head of snow-white hair and a buzz cut, a dark complexion, but bright, piercing eyes...
His image reappeared in Meng Ke'an's mind...
"Old General, is it worth it?"
When Liu Yi's life force was waning, Meng Ke'an held him in her arms.
"Is it worth it or not?"
The veteran was quite frank at the time: "Some things always need to be done by someone."
"I'm old, my life is worthless. My only wish is for the Great Xia Dynasty to exist, for the Great Xia civilization to continue...!"
