There were countless swords on the young man's body, but he did not fall down because of them. He let the blood dye his snow shirt red, smiling arrogantly and confidently.
"Do you think you can defeat me like this? Unfortunately, I haven't been able to protect the queen, and I haven't avenged my good brothers Qinglong and Xuanwu. I can't die!"
"And I, the White Tiger, can still fight as long as I don't fall!"
The young man pulled out the sword that was pierced into his body, like a majestic god of war, powerful and intimidating to everyone!
Countless powerful enemies appeared in the sky. These enemies were piled together like a huge mountain, but the young man weighing a hundred swords below was not covered up at all.
He is the general of the demon world and the white tiger war god! His duty is to protect the queen. He cannot fall until the queen is out of danger!
"enough!"
Bai Yan covered her lips with her fingers, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.
She looked at those people's knives that cut off the boy's arms, and saw that his snow shirt was already dripping with bright red blood...
But he still stood, and even when his heart was ripped out of his chest by the sword, the expression on his face did not change.
It's just that his eyes no longer have the brilliance they once had, and his movements are terrifyingly stiff.
Everyone knows that he is dead!
This God of War, who was here to protect the demon world and the Demon Queen, is dead!
But he still fights.
Just like the oath he just said, as long as he doesn't fall, he will fight these people to the end and never give up!
At this moment, even the enemy standing on the opposite side was moved by the loyalty of the boy in the snow shirt.
He is consuming his soul!
Use his soul to support his actions and protect the people he wants to protect for the rest of his life!
But the consequences of continuing like this are nothing more than losing your soul and never having an afterlife!
"White Tiger!"
The woman protected by the young man coughed twice and staggered up from the ground.
Her face was weak, and her beautiful eyes contained world-destroying rage... and endless pain.
"That's enough. You have done well enough. You can rest in peace. I swear, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely find the three of you among the thousands of living beings! I will also let the entire God Realm...
You will be buried with me!"
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Buried with him!
These two words made Bai Yan, who was incompatible with this battlefield, feel the same way. The anger in her heart was ignited, but the despair and grief made her unable to think of anything else, and she staggered towards the boy who was the god of war.
"Stop, stop quickly..."
He can't continue, otherwise, he will really exhaust his soul and never have another life!
Bai Yan stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the young man's stiff and pale face, but her hand passed through the young man's face and what she got was just a piece of air.
Yes, she is not in this place, this space is only in her memory.
No matter what she does, it's all in vain...
But the young man suddenly stopped and turned his blank eyes to where Bai Yan was standing.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that this boy seemed to be looking at her...
"I will be fine. We will all have afterlife. If you don't stop, you will not be able to protect me in the next life."
Bai Yan didn't know if the boy could really see her, so she could only hold on to her last glimmer of hope.
But as she said these words, the sword in the young man's hand slowly slipped from his palm, and his strong body also fell with a bang. Then Bai Yan's memory collapsed, and all the scenes disappeared from her