。 The pope's face showed surprise, and then there was surprise!

The remaining leaders of the human race all sensed the anomaly in the air, and their faces showed a look of surprise and inexplicability, and everyone had the same expression on their faces.

The invisible ripples were still expanding, and the Flame Demon Frog let out a loud roar in one direction: "Quack! ”

The giant octopus also seemed to be staring into the air, where there was nothing.

"It's the god of war, and the god of war is not dead."

"Spreading the news that the god of war is not dead can't make mankind hopeless!"

"God of War, God of War, you are the spark of hope for mankind, God of War, come back!" The Pharaoh raised his golden scepter, and his eyes were filled with bloody tears.

The black mist could not hide the red sky, and where the invisible ripples spread, there was desolation and sorrow, and the endless hope awakened in this pathos.

That's because, God of War...... Wake up!

The last traces of the oracle in his mind, those memories of his past life, those different selves, were all him, and he experienced and felt each one with his heart.

There was a power that he had never felt before.

His wounds, his weariness, vanished under this inexplicable force.

He was completely awake, this power was an eternal and immortal reincarnation, and the oracle that sounded in his head was like a receding tide, without a trace.

Only this strange power.

Wu Liang slowly straightened up from the chaos, he wanted to howl, he wanted to look up to the sky and cry out, he was full of strength, he just wanted to find a place to vent.

Countless selves, all they experience are life, and countless times of life represent death.

In his memory, he didn't see his own tombstone, he knew that every self was a microcosm of life and death, he would not really die, but experience reincarnation again and again.

There was a burning sensation in his hand, Wu Liang looked down, he didn't know when the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand, the sword body with a wide palm emitted a faint light, and the sun, moon and stars on the sword body had changed slightly compared to before, but he didn't see where the change was.

Wu Liang took the Xuanyuan Sword to his eyes, his hand gently brushed the sword body, the Xuanyuan Sword became more and more hot, but he held it tighter and tighter, he knew that this was the will of the Xuanyuan Sword to fight.

Fight...... The gates of the end times are fully opened, the front line is crumbling, and he desperately needs to return to the battlefield, where he is needed.

Huaxia is his homeland, and there is no room for monsters and monsters to wreak havoc.

The scorching sword body gradually calmed down in Wu Liang's hand, "Man, let's fight together!" ”

He slowly straightened up, surrounded by chaos that he couldn't see, and there was no way out. There was nowhere to go, and he didn't even know what direction he should choose.

Wu Liang raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and with a slight wave, Chaos was split by his sword like a tofu, and a huge crack separated left and right.