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A warrior, the armor on his body glowed with a bright fire like blood, I don't know how many times the blood was burned and spilled, his own, the enemy's, innocent's, the spear had been broken into two, and he was divided into his left and right hands, standing on this once most glorious land, his posture was straight, he looked like a statue standing on the Marinope Fountain, resolute, brave, not afraid of the night, but the sound of heavy breathing still revealed that he was not a statue, a man in armor, flesh and blood, maybe still a soldier.

Standing opposite was a warrior who shone so brightly that he could barely face it, like a mountain, giving people a heavy sense of oppression, and the most reminiscent of it was Jean, the god of war!

No one knows if he is the god of war or not, but it can be easily seen that he is in much better condition than his opponent, he does not hold a weapon in his hand, and a pair of fists is the most powerful artifact in the world, and it is this pair of fists that breaks the opponent's arrogant/proud long red from Lu Pingyuan/ The gun almost shattered the opponent's armor, but he was so powerful, he looked at his opponent with some astonishment at the moment, there was confusion in his eyes, and he also revealed a trace of timidity, he didn't know why he had this emotion, this should not be the emotion he should have, at this moment, this powerful warrior wavered.

He didn't even want to go up again and use the fists that smashed the arrogance/arrogance of countless opponents, knocking the opponent to the ground like before, he was afraid that the opponent who had been knocked over would get up again, he was afraid that he would not have the courage to knock over the opponent who had climbed up again, and he was even more afraid that his opponent would keep getting up.

"When Jean shoulders the power of God but does not fulfill his obligations to God, the brilliant century is doomed to decay. The man in the flame armor spoke, his voice inadvertently resolute, the opposite of his opponent, "When I shouted in the Mist of Omen, I was ready for this moment!"

The armor was shining with fire, and the "red dew" in his hand representing the original glory of the dew was pointed directly at the enemy's vital point, although the gun had been broken, but the glory of the "red dew" was always shining with golden light, and the man did not know how many times, and rushed towards the opponent like the god of war.

"This time, change the world!";