"Shura, do you know what's wrong?"

"What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong, I really don't know ......"

"Have you forgotten who you are, and have you forgotten everything you have carried?"

"My identity ......," Shura looked down and recalled his painful past......

His name is Asura, he belongs to the strongest combat race in the Star Sea Continent, the last survivor of the Gangsar clan, and has the best bloodline of the strongest combat bloodline, the Gangsar clan, but he is lonely and lonely......

Because the Gangsar clan has a bloodthirsty desire to fight, in the Star Sea Continent, although there are only a few thousand Gangsar clansmen, every clan of the Gangsar clan is a natural fighter, born to fight and die for battle.

The fall of god-level powerhouses is staged every day in the Star Sea Continent, and at least one of them was committed by the Gangsar clan......

Xinghai Continent, this prosperous world is as bright as the stars, like the dazzling flames, countless legends and legends have been born here, here is the world of warriors, here is the home of warriors.

The strong man who stands at the peak of the glorious Star Sea Continent is the most pinnacle existence of this continent, the era of true gods and gods, they shelter one side of the water and soil, one side of the people, this period of glory is praised by the warriors as Ragnarok.

Asura, the most ordinary member of the Gangsar tribe, he has been portrayed as a fighting warrior since he was born, in fact, every member of the Gangsar tribe is not ordinary, because they were born from the Gangsar tribe and grew up in the Gangsar tribe, and the Gangsar tribe itself represents the strongest fighting race, so their people are naturally not ordinary.

In Asura's memory, he was proud to be a member of the Gangsar tribe......

Whenever the morning sun looks down on all beings, the eternal rhythm of life is sung in the mouth of the prophet Gonsar, the priests are praying, and the people are worshipping......

Prophets and priests, they are the spiritual leaders and prophets of the Gangsar people, and generations of prophets and priests have led the Gangsar people to their current glory.

They were born in battle, died in battle, in their eyes, there was no love, only the desire to fight, the bloodlust for the crimson.

Family affection, friendship, love, in their eyes like the end of the curtain prosperous, flying catkins, passing clouds, microseconds like smoke, with the wind, with the water and floating.

Asura's battle is very simple, fighting the world with two fists, fighting the warrior with both fists, and the blood boiling in his heart no longer reminds him all the time that only blood and scars can interpret the meaning of life.

Asura remembered that it was a sleepless night of singing in the wind, howling in the clouds, and mournful rain, the domineering of the Gangsar tribe, angering the wrath of the gods, hundreds of god-level powerhouses, five true god peaks, and 100,000 warriors, encircling and suppressing the territory inhabited by the Gangsar tribe, the dull sky of Lorenchar.

Killing collided with blood, screaming and howling, tearing Asura's tear-stained face, watching his compatriots fall heroically one by one, and his body was covered with the scars of warriors, guns, swords, and halberds, Asura felt unprecedentedly weak and powerless, and could only desperately resist the life that was about to end.

The gloomy sky is filled with the shadows of warrior mounts, popular falcons, and unicorn horses......

Asura smashed the head of a near-god powerhouse with a punch, trying to save the pain-screaming Gangsar tribesman, but one near-god powerhouse fell, and ten near-god powerhouses emerged, and they pounced on him in dense clusters, beheading him in a stiff stand.

Asura was tired, even with the title of the strongest fighting clan, he was not an all-powerful god, and the endless fighting for nearly ten days and ten nights had exhausted him, and his whole body was covered with cold and desolate blood.

Every moment, the hideous face of the Asura would be stained with the blood of the enemy's living companions, the blood would coagulate into lumps, desolate and withered, and the next moment it would be ruthlessly rendered, as if it would never stop splashing, bleak and heroic.

There were only a dozen Gangsar clansmen left around him, and they continued to fight side by side with him, and the surnames of the rest of the thousands of clansmen were exchanged for the tragic sacrifices of human warriors......

The fall of the three true gods, the death of the demigod-level powerhouse, and the death of 80,000 warriors, all of them were buried together with thousands of Gangsar people on the cold earth of Lorenchar, and their souls returned to the sea of stars and ascended to heaven.

In the face of the encirclement and suppression of two true god powerhouses, five god-level powerhouses, and 20,000 warriors, they were fully armored and well-equipped, their helmets covered their faces, and the armor protected their bodies from more damage, and it was difficult to detect what kind of attitude they had towards the Gangsar people.

Anger, resentment, or like the Goamsars, eager to fight, what kind of attitude they have in the face of this great war.

Asura looked at several of his compatriots, their whole bodies were the same as themselves, their skin was bronzed, their eyes were blood-red, and they were full of hideous color, but the originally toned complexion had been covered by large and small scars and bright red blood.

Knife wounds, sword wounds, cracked flesh and skin, and incomplete limbs are the price paid by the Gangsar people in this battle, but compared to these wounds, this extermination is the real crisis......

A true god powerhouse took off his helmet, revealing that handsome and extremely handsome face, but his face was full of anger, sadness and confusion, the price paid by the human warrior in this battle was too huge, and he couldn't bear to watch the warrior under his protection die, it was an insult to the true god.

True gods, the rulers of the Star Sea Continent, the protectors, they are embraced by the warriors, because they protect one side of the water, the soil, and the other side, and his face is full of sadness when he sees the person he is guarding die.

"Gangsar people, the result of this battle is already clear, you can tie up your hands, if you continue to fight, there is no need to fight, if you still want to make a move, I am afraid that you Gangsar people will disappear from the Star Sea Continent forever......" His resolute eyes revealed a trace of unease.

In fact, it is not that there is really no need to fight, but this battle, the warrior has paid an unprecedented price, even in the face of more than a dozen Gangsar people, he still does not dare to underestimate it......

Gangsar, with one enemy against thousands, it is not an exaggeration, and the dozen or so survivors who survived this battle are enough to prove their strength among the Gangsar tribe.

Even though they were physically and mentally exhausted, exhausted, and covered in scars, he knew that the real horror of Gangsar was not their strength, but their bloodthirsty and belligerent, growing in battle, becoming stronger in battle, and surviving in adversity, which was their real horror.

He had reason to believe that if he thought of killing these dozen or so elites of the Gangsar people, they would have to pay a terrible price, the surnames of tens of thousands of warriors.

Asura looked at his face and read the fear in it, he had become the leader of these dozen Gangsars, and had become his spiritual pillar.

"Gangsar people, only standing and dying, not kneeling life, Gangsar was born in battle, died in battle, even if the battle is exterminated, this is also the pride of Gangsar, the glory of Gangsar, Gangsar people are worthy ......of the sea of stars," Asura replied.

His companion responded to the asura's singing: "The Gangsar people are worthy of the sea of stars, kill ......"

As the Asura rushed out, the remaining dozen or so compatriots of Gangsar, with his rush to kill, killed the surrounding human warriors, shouting all over the sky, and screaming all over the sky......

The true god powerhouse sighed, he knew that the Gangsar people attached too much importance to battle, maybe the bloodthirsty battle of the Gangsar people would lead to their fate today......

"Goddess, you go and deal with him, and leave the rest of the Gangsar people to me and the other warriors......" He said to another true god powerhouse, and then spread his body and fight against the Gangsar people......

Another day and a night of great battle, Asura and another true god powerhouse fought to a draw, but his companions were missing one by one, and fell to the hands of the warrior who went forward to die first.

One, two, three...... Until eleven people......

There was only one Gonsar and Asura left.

"Long live the Gangsar people, the Gangsar people are worthy of the sea of stars......" Hearing the cry of the last compatriot, Asura's eyes were bloodshot, and his trembling hands watched him fall helplessly.

Asura knew that on the Star Sea Continent today, he was the only one alive in the world, and nine thousand six hundred and fifty-two Gangsar warriors were all killed in this battle, and returned with the soul of the prophet and went to the Yellow Spring with the sacrifice.

Fight or give up resistance, the answer is obvious, there is no fear in the dictionary of life of the Gangsar people, only the warrior is afraid of the Gangsar, and the Gangsar people are never afraid of any warrior, even in the face of the gods.

The god-level powerhouse in front of Asura was covered with scars, and his originally weak body became scarred under the bombardment of each punch, and his armor had dozens of fist marks remaining, covering all his limbs and hundreds of remains, only the helmet was still intact......

Another god-level powerhouse came to Asura with a rough pant and stood side by side with his enemy, but his breath was sluggish, his body was already covered with bruises, his clothes were in tatters, his long hair was flying, his hands were wasted, he was already equivalent to half a dead man, and only his hideous face was still arrogant.

The true god powerhouse who had fought hard with Asura for a day and a night gracefully took off his helmet, revealing that under the mysterious mask, the beautiful and touching face of the world turned out to be a human woman......

Her face was peerless, but her face was pale and haggard, with blood at the corners of her mouth and bloodshot eyes......

"Gangsar people, don't resist stubbornly, if you continue to fight, you Gangsar people will really perish, can you bear this catastrophe?" her voice was crisp, like a lark ballad, beautiful and beautiful.

"I am a member of the strongest fighting clan, my name is Asura ......," Asura said plainly.

"Goddess, stop talking nonsense with them, it's obvious that they live to fight, they die to fight, and they won't give up fighting. "He has fully understood the arrogance of Gangsar, and every Gangsar is so stubborn in battle, I don't know if it is a real desire to fight, or stupidity.

"My name is the goddess, I am the daughter of the gods, you Gangsar tribesmen, killed my relatives, now the Gangsar people, and the gods are damaged, this grievance can be settled......" The goddess said leisurely, she didn't want to continue fighting, this war, she was tired of it, and she really didn't want to fight anymore.

Looking at her stunning beauty and the sorrow that overwhelmed the country and the city, Asura had an inexplicable hesitation, but he quickly returned to the pride of the Gangsar people, and said bitterly: "Gangsar was born in battle and died in battle, Gangsar people are worthy of the sea of stars, and I, Asura, only want to die......"

Then the asura stretched out his body and came to the goddess, and he was dizzy and fainted......

Looking at Asura's unconscious figure, the goddess's body trembled uncontrollably and almost fell, but she finally persevered, regained her consciousness again, and said to another true god powerhouse: "Don't kill him, give him to me......"

A battle began in the sea of stars and ended in Lorenchar, and the final result of the war was reported in the sea of stars, and the Gangsar people perished in the sea of stars.

The temple of the gods, on the top of the rippling mountain, Asura sat by the spring, looking at the goddess who had changed into a white dress beside him, looking at the long reflection of the two in the iceberg, and sighed.

The goddess, the daughter of the gods, the most beautiful woman in the Star Sea Continent, her face is unparalleled in the world, amazing, she never expected that in the year she was recuperating with Asura, she would have feelings for him.

It's been a year since the arrogance and bloodthirsty battle in the hearts of the Gangsar people, and in the year they got along with the goddess, they have gradually been wiped out, and in their hearts, the elegant smile of the goddess will appear all the time, forgetting the hatred and the hatred of extermination.

Asura is so tired, he has never experienced the happiness of this year in his life, a year ago, he was fighting and killing every time, it was the fate that the Gangsar people could not escape, or the curse of the Gangsar people.

Throughout the year, every time he woke up, he would always see the goddess quietly looking at him for the first time, Asura blushed and heartbeat, his heart was full of infinite happiness, from the moment he saw the goddess, Asura knew that he was in love with the goddess, and he couldn't extricate himself, and he just wanted to be with her day and night.

Every day, he longed to see the goddess, and the goddess lived up to his expectations, and whenever he woke up, he could always see the smiling face of the goddess, which made his heart pound.

In the same way, the goddess gradually became attracted to the temperament of the asura, which was a pure Goamsar quality, simple and fierce, eager to fight, vigorous, and she fell in love with him......

Asura gradually had contradictions, Gangsar's teaching since childhood, made him eager to fight, did not understand the feelings of the world, that can only tie him up, make him forget the glory of the strongest fighting nation, but the affection with the goddess, and make him confused, he does not want to give up the love of the goddess in his heart, it is happy and wonderful.

Asura was very distressed, how should he choose between Gangsar's teachings and his love with the goddess......

Just a year after his confusion, one day the goddess suddenly did not appear, and the asura's intuition told him that something must have happened to the goddess, and they had agreed that every time the ripples and snow peaks would not be dispersed, no matter the wind and rain.

That night, the gods descended and surrounded the asuras, the wind and snow raged, the wind roared, and the crystal trees were covered with snow-white ice and snow, dancing sadly.

Asura felt the prophet, and once said that human warriors have emotions, including betrayal, deception, could it be that the goddess deceived herself, all along, she was deceiving herself, Asura didn't dare to think about it, the more he thought about it, the more heartache he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more crazy he became.

On the top of the snow, the temple of the gods, a great battle is inevitable, and the gods face off against the last warrior of the Gangsar clan, Asura.

Asura tried everything he could, with all his strength, trying to kill a god, but he only realized at this moment how small and powerless he was, his whole body was slashed madly, and he was powerless to resist.

In the tragic battle with thousands of slashes all over his body, Asura hissed, and finally fell down heavily, his eyes were full of resentment and curses, he was not afraid of death, the Gangsar people were not afraid of death, he just wanted to see the goddess and ask her why she deceived him.

The aura of the asura was sluggish, and the frost and snow under his feet were soaked in bright red, staining the whole land red......

Finally, the goddess appeared, and when she saw the fallen Asura, she came to Asura's side crying, without any explanation, and only said, "I love you and wait for me to ......"

Then the goddess held Asura, patted the long sword behind him, slapped it heavily, pierced through her heart, and went to the Yellow Spring with Asura.

Finally, Asura smiled and closed his eyes calmly: "It turns out that you didn't lie to me, and I love you too......";