The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the walls of the central royal city, dyeing the entire castle in a bright red color. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I don't know if it's because of the earth-shattering explosion during the day today, even the afterglow of the sunset seems to have a layer of starlight.

After a day of fierce fighting, the soldiers of the Central Royal City dragged their tired and wounded bodies and cleaned up the battlefield.

The evening wind blew their robes that had been fed by the flames of war, but unexpectedly, there was no taste of depression.

If a day ago, they were like a group of lost dogs, terrified all day long.

Then at this moment, they, each and every one of them, seem to have been implanted with a strong and unyielding backbone, supporting their bodies, like iron that does not fall.

Although their bodies were broken, their spirits were burning like fire.

Because......

Because of the stars that shine all over the sky.

They are the stars of mankind, many of them may be unknown, but the moment they rise to the sky and burn, they are destined to be engraved in the long history of mankind.

That's not the last star.

The powerhouses of the Magician Association have used their lives to ignite the last flame of humanity.

It was as if a voice was shouting eternally over the city walls.

King of Light, watch us from heaven!

So, every human soldier, they were either inspired, or motivated, or they felt ashamed, or they knew that this was a battle that could not be retreated.

They woke up.

In the passing of blood and life.

Everyone, looking at the sky that still has a void of air, maintains a deep respect.

That's a real hero.

The demon seed has retreated to their original position.

The feat of the heroes finally stopped the almost overwhelming offensive of the demon seed.

Although they didn't have 10,000 people, their determination made even the king-level powerhouses have to retreat.

But what about the next attack?

The heroes are dead, and no one will stand up again.

All they could rely on was the knives and guns they had in their hands.

The afterglow of the setting sun fades in the twilight.

Night is coming.

When the last rays of the setting sun shrouded the head of the central royal city, I don't know who was the first, spontaneously, walked to the head of the city, and knelt down on one knee under that sky.

The iron armor collided, and the wind was full of mournful sounds.

Then the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth...... Until the entire city was kneeling with human soldiers in iron armor.

Humanity is immortal.

Gyllenhaal trembled at this scene, he didn't know what to say at all, so he could only kneel down like those soldiers.

And just where everyone didn't see it, a man who had been almost forgotten by the city wall, appeared behind everyone.

In the shadows after sunset, Winnington smiled silently as he looked at the stars that were about to rise in the sky.

Tonight, it should be starry, right?

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"It's admirable. In the big tent of the Chinese army of the demon seed, Su Junyan let out a low sigh.

Tiefutu, Yanqi, including Artoria, also have the same feelings.

Although they were on the other side, the scene during the day today still shocked them.

Humans also have heroes.

In such an absolutely impossible situation, those people, with their lives, all their lives, will never be able to eat again, breathe air, and see the power of the next day's sun, in exchange for the present result.

What a great race.

It is no wonder that humanity can survive for so many years.

But, today is in the past.

The death of those powerhouses of the Demonic Warlock Association will be the last straw that crushes the human race.

Wait until tomorrow, what can they use to resist the attack of the demon seed?

Su Junyan took a deep breath, today's big explosion did have a certain impact on him and Tiefutu.

Not 10,000 people.

As long as it is a group of people, with enough determination and strong spiritual power, their self-explosion will be extremely terrifying.

But that's about it.

Such an offensive can only stop them for a while, and tomorrow, everything will be over.

Unless......

Winnington, it's time for you to make a move.

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Winnington, it's time for you to make a move.

Like Su Junyan, there are also people who have seen through the overall situation.

If there is anyone else who can solve the current dead end of the Central King City, then there is only one person.

A man who seems to have disappeared, completely abandoned this battlefield, this city, this country.

Winnington.

He's definitely not hiding.

Mai Werther looked at the pitch-black night beyond the barrier.

He knew that Winnington was not that kind of person, and how could he hide at this time if he could make that kind of change.

There must be some other tricks, back hand.

Winnington.

So many, so many people have died.

As for today's daytime funeral, Mai Werther certainly knows about the collective burial of the Magician Association.

Even now, he could feel the remnants of their souls, drifting over the city, trying to use the last of their strength to protect it.

Teacher, did you see that?

There are still people who uphold your ideals.

It's just that......

As soon as he thought of this, Mai Werther hated himself very much, at this time, the person who rushed to the front, the person who died with those people, should be one of them.

He was the chief disciple of the King of Light, the inheritor of all his spirit and thoughts, and he hid in this dark corner, watching the stars that were destined to shine in the sky, and the clouds were gone.

He is a sinner.

But, O Winnington, if you are forcing me out by such means, then are you not also a sinner?

I...... Going out?

This may be the last night.

Without the powerhouses of the Demonic Warlock Association, the Central Royal City was already crumbling.

The last bulwarks are gone.

Are you forcing me to get out?

Choose?

This night, this long night, was like giving Mai Werther a final choice.

It is to stay forever in the night, and when it is still dawn, to go out into the sun.

Little sister, what should I do?

Mai Werther couldn't help but look back at the girl who was sleeping like jade.

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The first update.