Perhaps because his vitality had completely hit rock bottom, his thinking became clearer than ever before.
The will of the world contained in his body was constantly agitating, making a roaring sound that only he could hear. It seemed to be the voice of the world, conveying different sounds and telling different contents.
That voice echoed repeatedly in Lin Jiu's ears. It seemed that as soon as he heard it, his whole mood would change uncontrollably, producing a lot of killing, irritability, anger, resentment and other emotions.
But at this moment, those voices seemed to suddenly become far away, and the roar caused by the restless will of the world also seemed a bit ethereal.
Lin Jiu's thoughts were hazy and clear. His consciousness seemed to have been pulled out of his body, and he was observing his current state in a bystander manner.
There were no injuries anywhere on his body.
But his vitality has been reduced to the most dangerous level with repeated squandering.
Regardless of his current promotion and the will of the world in his body, this situation is nothing. At this time, he can stop and use the resources of the God of War Realm to return to his peak state in one year at most.
But the promotion at this time gave him no room to stop.
If the will of the world contained within itself cannot be transformed into a divine form, then the will of the world will assimilate itself at an unstoppable speed.
So there is only one way before you.
Draw your sword.
After one sword strike, one can either become Shura or return to order.
Lin Jiu slowly raised his head and looked at the God of War in front of him and the battlefield in front of him.
In the dark, the abyss of nothingness seemed to be approaching quickly, and it would only take an instant to swallow him completely.
Lin Jiu began to calculate his own vitality.
At this moment, his heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
He didn't even bother to deal with the so-called consequences.
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consider.
There is no emotion like regret at all.
He didn't think about anything meaningless, only the facts.
The fact is that with his current vitality, he can still throw a sword, but he can no longer throw a sword with all his strength.
The so-called confidence and the so-called philosophy were completely transformed by him into a requirement: to defeat the sword energy projection with the sixth level authority of the God of War.
Every frame of the picture was played over and over again in his mind.
Picture after picture in his mind, every important picture, every important moment, every important person flashed.
The God of War was both shadow and sunshine in his life, so that it was only now that Lin Jiu discovered that his father did not have much concrete image of his existence in his memory.
He is like a symbol, very important, yet extremely illusive and profound.
His mother, who had never been with him, became a little fuzzy in his memory. Lin Jiu only remembered that she was a very gentle woman with a nice voice. She often stayed with him when she was not injured and was sleeping.
, but those pictures seem to have become blurry because of time.
So Lin Jiu discovered that when he was about to be swallowed by the abyss, what he could think of, what he cared about most, and what was clearest in his heart turned out to be that even though he was not his biological child
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Auntie Jinxiu, who is a mother but is better than her biological mother.
The woman who raised her since she was a child, the woman who participated in every time she became stronger, the woman who has been teaching herself when she was in the first level of authority, the woman who is very strict and gentle to herself, the woman who is very strict with herself, no matter what she has.
No matter what the good is, he will always think of his own woman, the woman who is willing to break her entire body and fight against the Xingtian clan in order to save herself and her mother.
She has a pair of children, including herself, there are three children.
She has never treated herself differently. Between her pair of children, she will never give herself less or more of anything, naturally.
Lin Jiu slowly closed her eyes, her expression becoming calmer.
An inexplicable aura continued to spread from his body, and his closed eyes no longer trembled at all.
The God of War raised his eyebrows slightly.
He felt a very familiar scent again.
This is.
pillar?
He never thought that in the process of Lin Jiutianjue's promotion to Shura, he had already condensed his first spiritual pillar.
But what's the point?
That was something that required promotion from the eighth level to the ninth level. With Lin Jiu's current level, it wasn't that it couldn't be used, but that it wasn't useful at all.
And even if there are pillars, the current situation is still unclear.
The God of War suddenly fell silent.
Having your own spiritual support seems to have some effect on the current situation.
Lin Jiu had no idea what effect condensing the first spiritual pillar would have on him.
At this moment, he didn't even know that he had condensed a spiritual pillar that only those who had reached the eighth level of peak authority had to consider.
Invisibly, he just felt that the ethereal noise in his ears became smaller.
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The restlessness of the world's will is still there, but the impact on oneself is constantly decreasing.
This made his whole body more conscious.
He fully understood and finally determined his current situation.
With his current vitality, he can no longer draw the sword with all his strength.
But this is while ensuring his own consciousness.
What if you really give up everything?
What if you really want to go all out?
Lin Jiu suddenly smiled.
He still had one more chance to try, and in that case, he didn't want to leave any regrets for himself.
Even this process, even this so-called last sword, was something he could no longer see.
If it's really just the last sword.
That must be the last sword.
Amidst the subtle whistling sound, Lin Jiu's whole body suddenly began to burn.
His whole body was on fire, and the fire suddenly expanded.
The little remaining vitality began to boil in his body, began to shrink, and began to evaporate.
Lin Jiu's expression became calmer and calmer.
At this moment, he was not thinking about anything, but was constantly burning his life force.
This is his last sword.
At the cost of life.
At the cost of your soul.
Give it all and never hold back with one sword.
As for what the result will be after one sword strike.
This is no longer important.
The fire became more intense.
The space around Lin Jiu was slightly distorted.
Tiny shadows seemed to be gathering around him.
He took a deep breath, slowly raised his palm, and pointed it at the God of War.