The blockade was broken.

For monsters that are too powerful to be named, forgetting is the best, and perhaps the only way to seal them.

However, no matter how strong the seal is, there will always be a day when it will be destroyed, and no matter how powerful it is, it will eventually be erased by the passage of time. When the thoughts of the powerful become a crack in the seal, the subsequent chain reaction will also fall.

Easter Island, once the capital of the old world, is now being overshadowed by the fantasy land of Atlantis. Three extraordinarily powerful demon king-level ghosts are entrenched here, eating away at the legacy of the old human race and accumulating their own power.

A dragon, a snake, a giant.

They were supposed to be the last gatekeepers for the remnants – defeating them would bring the last legacy of the old age back into the hands of the new humanity. And no matter how human beings choose to rebuild their homes or start anew, they will write another great chapter with human characteristics.

The junction of cause and effect, the gatekeeper of the times.

This is the role they play in the script of the world. And everything should change in that direction.

The commander of the Salvation Army had expected that fate. The World Government was trying to forge that fate.

Now, however, everything has become delusional - no, not now, it was earlier than now. It was when the first new generation of goblins, known as gods, descended on the wasteland. It was the time when the Wheel King rose from the capital and was wounded, but was not completely annihilated until he was forgotten in the first place. The dreams of the old generation became complete fantasies at that moment, only then did it completely collapse.

When the City of Man crossed the Bering Strait, a celestial glow fell from the sky of Easter Island. Divine and solemn power poured down from the portals of heaven, and it was a battlefield that was more intense, but also swifter, than the other side of the earth.

Fantasy Pantheon.

Pantheon Fantasy Ground Heavenly Court.

Billions of heavenly armies descended like a waterfall, and the burly giant god wielded the sword and spear of extinction. The Great Heavenly Venerable at the top of the Nine Heavenly Ques looked down on the entire battlefield, and the roads left for the three demon kings of Easter Island were naturally only two.

Resist to the end, and then be swallowed along with Atlantis. Or, bathed in the glory of the heavenly court, with a new attitude, go to the ancient battlefield that was not over a few years ago.

The stronger the demon king, the greater the weight of wisdom. And the wiser the individual, the easier it is to know the change in the number of days.

Going with the flow is not a difficult choice. After all...... The difference between the gods and the demon king is not much in essence.

Anyway, they are all huge forces that are not controlled by humans.

………………………………

There was an unsettling smell in the air.

It could be a large amount of ozone produced by lightning hitting the atmosphere and producing it as a physical reaction.

The Human City won a resounding victory in the battle across the Bering Strait. Many of the True Demons lost their protection and were wiped out by the blazing glow of the Tower's torch, and most of the Demon Kings were defeated by the Shogun's divine might, and the remaining ones who survived would soon fall under the hunt and siege of the Hellfire Legion.

'Hum-' a cloud of exploding plasma.

Colonel Ren put down the plasma rifle she was holding in her hand, and she watched as the dark green trail swept across the ocean and exploded on the body of a giant sea beast-like quasi-demon king—dozens of rounds from his colleagues arrived at the same time as this one, and this small array was just enough to annihilate the quasi-demon king.

It's dead.

Its structure collapsed and standard energy overflowed. The aura of sin and the remnants of the obsession condensed into an instrument, and the miniature capture craft quickly approached and salvaged. And according to the situation, the battlefield will be distributed, or used as food for the human city.

It is the last goblin in this direction, the last quasi-demon king. In other directions, the tide of battle has tilted to the point where there is no need for support.

"Another victory." Colonel Ren said softly. And her colleagues beside her let out a cheering howl of 'General Wansheng'.

She should have cheered, too, but she didn't have that idea at this moment. Perhaps because she was a soul rather than a living person, her emotions were not as volatile as they were when she had just come back from the dead.

She felt a little sad.

An improved version of the Hellfire Armor allows living people with basic training to unleash the power of the True Demon Middle. And if the living person has undergone the enhancement and transformation with an increasing popularity rate, the combat power of the high level of the True Demon can also be stimulated. It only takes a few months for a trained citizen to become the equivalent of a colonel among the souls. It's like the one who just raised her plasma rifle and shot her.

She doesn't use her natural weapon, the violin, because it's not necessary. Even if she is still a colonel with real power, she can bring a reinforced regiment into the leadership. But her personal ability and combat effectiveness have not changed much compared to an ordinary soldier.

The times have left her, and as a dead person, it seems that she can only speak by seniority in this era of human city. And she shouldn't have been so disappointed in the past, because she had already accepted this fact in her heart, and there was no need to be sad and careless about such a doomed and harmless thing.

"Check the nearby battlefields, and we'll be patrolling around Human City until Human City successfully lands in Alaska, or the general has a new order."

She's still able to call the shots as she used to.

And her subordinates obeyed her as always, treading the waves of the sea and the undercurrents of the sea, and inspecting the four directions.

- Maybe it's because I've been too laid-back lately.

She pondered, reflecting on the irrational changes in her heart. Even if no one would accuse her of this, she felt the need to admonish herself.

After all

- I am also a colonel of the Salvation Army. Ren Zhen, Ren Zhen, how can you have such an idea of embarrassing the two marshals Pei and Gong.

Wrong.

The feeling of being wrong is getting bigger and bigger, and the thoughts of disobedience are getting stronger and stronger.

But I don't seem to see anything wrong.

Colonel Ren frowned and pressed his cheek lightly. She always felt as if something was wrong, and it was a big problem.

- Speaking of which, since when did everyone just call me a colonel? Well, although the name Ren Zhen is not very feminine, I also think it's okay. But why......

Thoughts are rolling, thoughts are converging.

She thought back to the days when she had fought with her colleagues in the Salvation Army, and thought of the two captains who would become the head and deputy commander of the World Government and the marshal of the Salvation Army in the future—that was when she first rose to the fore in fantasy, and the True Demon Soul Warrior could be called the strongest in the entire world. And that was the happiest and most tumultuous time for her life, even when she should have been classified as 'dead'.

Friends gathered at that time.

Although he is not the best among them, he has been working hard to hone himself and can contribute an indispensable and important force to the team.

It was a memorable time. Unfortunately, the gradual deterioration of the war situation and the change of the general situation in the world have made everything no longer business as usual. And wait until the two captains are getting stronger and stronger, strong enough to exceed a certain limit, strong enough to become top souls. Even if they don't intend to leave themselves, they can't keep up after all.

If I had been stronger at the beginning, I might have been able to attack the Pangod Court with the main force of the Salvation Army. Even if he died in battle like most of his companions, he fell to heaven and destroyed the battlefield of the Six Realms. It's better than being left behind at the Nord Stream base, only able to guard the ruins of the Xudu, and even the report of the last battle is unknown.

- In the end, there are only two people left, me and Yang Xu.

- I'm still ......

The feeling of heterogeneity is getting stronger.

The golden glow of the torch swirled across her body, reflecting the light.

She looked somewhat subconsciously to the south, where Easter Island was. It was said to be the flashpoint of the final battle, and almost the entire Pantheon was destroyed by the Salvation Army. And the Heavenly Court that came at the end was the strongest in theory and practice.

Speaking of which, have you forgotten anything important......

- Come to me. 】

The voice suddenly rang out, and the running thoughts stopped.

The voice was like thunder, coming from the bottom of my heart.

The general is called.