Night Without End-Chapter 1207 - 534: Of All Who Went to War Since Ancient Times, How Many Returned?
Capítulo 1207: Chapter 534: Of All Who Went to War Since Ancient Times, How Many Returned?
The horn suddenly sounded, majestic and desolate, shrouded in a sense of oppression, shaking the Nine Heavens. The entire Night Fog Sea surged, waves crashing against the shore, as if to completely overturn several brightly lit broken sanctuaries located “in the sea.”
Including Sky City, the faces of many “noble and leisurely people” from the various old mountains above changed dramatically.
Only then did they deeply realize that this Golden List summons to all divisions was indeed serious, and a great war between Supreme Civilizations was truly about to break out!
Earlier, they had other thoughts, believing that the Golden List’s resurgence was a risky move, daring to anger the masses, aiming to purge and clean the internals.
“To actually open a Supreme battlefield externally, such a scale of brutal bloodshed is rarely encountered in many great eras. We… are born at the wrong time. How many will die in the end?”
“The Golden List is ruthless. After this battle, aren’t the old monsters going to be mostly purged?”
“This time, there is indeed an external threat, an invasion from another Supreme Martial hall. We have no choice but to prepare for war.”
They discussed among themselves, as their fathers and brothers were going to the battlefield. If they were to die out there, their good days might come to an end.
These “noble and leisurely people” cannot compete with the geniuses and core members of their faction, living fast-paced lives with indulgence, yet they lived joyfully.
They well understood who their good days depended on. Hearing the dull sound of the horn seemingly vibrating from the Abyss, feeling its terrifying penetrating power, their bodies slightly stiffened.
At the training grounds on the edge of the Barbaric Forest, knife light and Sword Qi soared into the sky. Everyone’s hearts felt heavy, as they seriously and diligently practiced battle formations.
Their Standard Armor contained Immortal Patterns that could resonate with each other. When fighting collaboratively, they could mutually enhance their strength, and the Divine Power unleashed was terrifying.
Qin Ming, during his rest, saw an old man with snow-white hair, who even smiled at him. What did this mean? Which family’s old monster had their eyes set on him?
Moments later, he entered the Golden Consciousness Space, fighting alongside a group of monsters in the realistic scene provided by the Golden List.
When he emerged, mentally exhausted, he was suddenly alert to find another old man had appeared, with a strong presence, surrounded by Golden Radiance.
It looked very much like an Extreme Golden Body. Could it be the Heavenly Elder of the Lu Family personally visiting this place?
Fortunately, this situation didn’t last long. Special weapons emerged continuously from the Abyss, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.
“I knew it. Figures like Xie Xiyin and Wei Shouzhen, once they enter the Abyss, are sure to fetch something.” Many people exclaimed.
They showed a sense of envy yet rarely felt jealousy, mainly because they realized that the gap between the sides was very large, not on the same level.
“Once the battlefield is joined, these outstanding individuals will undoubtedly be pillars among us, capable of hunting a Grandmaster alone!”
When the gap between their statuses and true Taoist skills was far apart, even those who loved to stir trouble had long fallen silent.
However, as old, weak, and sick people also received recognition from the Special Weapons Fragments, after carrying the Supreme Treasure out, those who were just talking passionately were left speechless, and some fell silent.
Among these were Grandmasters whose lifespans were reaching their end. Their path was decayed, and there was no hope to speak of; at most, they had a year and a half left.
Such individuals emerged, completely holding onto a desire to die, giving a final glow and heat.
In addition, there were “weak chickens” at the early stage of Third Realm, and not just one of them. Their Talent could only be described as decent, yet far from something that could overwhelm their peers.
Many people felt that if they were chosen, they should be more outstanding, questioning why the resurging weapons were picking weak chickens. They were puzzled.
Someone cautiously communicated, eventually having the revived Supreme Treasure Fragments reveal the truth themselves.
They saw the shadow of their previous owner on those chosen, for example, their appearance was similar, just a silhouette, provoking an overwhelming “flashback” in some Supreme Treasures reminiscing the past.
The most absurd case was a young man with limited talent entering the Abyss, merely sighing gloomily and saying, “Can I return alive?”
That Supreme Treasure immediately fully awakened, revealing a piece of Immortal Text, voluntarily informing the young man of “Magic.”
Because, its former owner had also expressed similar words. Amid continuous wars, they had once gazed at the road behind, wishing to return alive, to their hometown, to see if their parents’ graves were still visible, had long been covered by wild grass, and whether anyone had remembered to burn a piece of paper for them over the years.
Sadly, their owner never returned after entering the battlefield, and even the weapon was blown apart, only bringing back some fragments.
Ultimately, the Golden List had to intervene in coordination, because some Treasure Fragments in the hands of old and weak individuals indeed couldn’t utilize their full potential.
In crucial times, truly top experts could borrow Special Weapons to go into battle.
For instance, a boy at the early stage of Third Realm couldn’t even provide sufficient Tao Rhythm to ensure the long-term resurgence of the Supreme Treasure. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
The Golden List voiced reassurance, “If we borrow weapons from your hands, I, along with Seventh Realm strong warriors carrying treasures to war, will protect you thoroughly.”
Someone had personally interacted with Qin Ming’s Five-colored Treasure Fragment, trying to communicate with this Treasure to understand why it chose the young man on the Newborn Road.
“Because he is very simple, his eyes clear as a spring, his heart is pure. He is like me.” This was the response of the Five-colored Treasure Fragment.
Some people pondered, is this really reliable?
