The moment he saw this coat of arms, an inexplicable sense of summoning surged into Lin Qiye's heart.

It was a strange feeling, as if everything was predestined, and the moment the coat of arms lying in the snow reflected his blackened and festering face, countless images passed through his mind like a movie.

In the rainy night, Zhao Kongcheng, who drew a knife and killed ghosts; Outside the fog, Zhou Ping, who wielded a sword and slashed God; Shenlongguan, Lu Qiu, who desperately passed on the message; Beside the border, the gods of Daxia sacrificed themselves to become monuments......

The brilliance emanating from them, at this moment, Lin Qiye also saw it.

It's on top of that coat of arms.

It has always been on its own body, and it is so close to itself, but it seems so far away.

Lin Qiye, who was scorched black, stretched out his hands tremblingly, as if holding a treasure, gouging out this light from the snow and holding it in the palm of his hand.

What fell in the snow was not only a coat of arms, but also what Lin Qiye lacked in his heart, the belief and mission that belonged to the night watchman.

That's what he's lost in the past few years, and it's also the root cause of his confusion and self-questioning.

The moment he grabbed this coat of arms, all the confusion and doubts in his heart seemed to have answers.

Lin Qiye smiled.

He smiled happily, even though the corners of his carbonized blackened mouth cracked open a hideous bloody mouth, his eyes were still brighter than ever.

"The ancient poems at home and the poems from abroad have been exhausted...... This time, I wanted to try something else. ”

He slowly stood up, and in the snowstorm, he looked up at the towering Zhenguo God Monument, and his right hand holding the coat of arms clenched his fist tightly and raised it to his temple.

The smile on his face gradually retracted, and in its place, it was more serious than ever.

He stood straight, his lips lightly opened, and his voice was mixed with some mysterious rhythm, echoing in the wind and snow:

"I Lin seven nights, swear an oath in front of the living beings of Great Xia.

- If Midnight Comes......"

……

Whimpering wind and snow, echoing between the peaks.

Countless recruits stared blankly at the battlefield of the Zhenguo Divine Monument in the distance, motionless like sculptures.

They witnessed the figure in the crimson cloak, standing in front of the gods in a mortal body, defeated again and again, seriously injured, but stubbornly and firmly rising, once again guarding the monument of the gods.

The first time he was slain by the god of the sky, it was as if the hearts of the recruits had stopped, and endless despair and grief welled up in their hearts.

He was beaten into the pit by the god of life for the second time, and the hearts of the recruits were like ashes.

When they saw Lin Qiye's body burned in flames and crawled up from the bottom of the pit covered in carbonization, they finally couldn't restrain the emotions in their hearts, and roared hard, they hammered the ground with their fists, and their red eyes were already full of tears.

"Instructor Lin!!"

"Instructor Lin!!"

"Instructor Lin!! Kill these bitch-raised gods!! ”

“……”

It was the first time they had witnessed such a terrible battle.

It was also the first time they felt so clearly what a night watchman was......

On the side of the recruits, Shen Qingzhu stared at the charred figure, under the crimson cloak, his body trembled slightly, his ten fingers were deeply buckled into his palms, his nails pierced the flesh, and wisps of blood dripped down the joints into the snow.

He wanted to rush over countless times and fight side by side with Lin Qiye and the others, but reason controlled him again and again and let him stay where he was.

He doesn't have the perverted potential of Lin Qiye, nor does he have the terrifying monster in Cao Yuan's body, he Shen Qingzhu is just an ordinary person, even if he rushes to the front of the Divine Monument and forcibly improves the realm with the Ghost and God Lead, there is no threat at all in front of the gods.

Lin Qiye left them behind, hoping that if something happened to him, they could protect this group of recruits.

These recruits ...... It is the future of Great Xia.

Shen Qingzhu's chest rose and fell violently, he looked at the battlefield in the distance, and felt for the first time that he was so weak, so weak that he was not even qualified to gamble with his brother to fight with his life.

Anger, self-blame, unwillingness, these emotions surged wildly into his heart.

He...... Nothing can be done.

Just when Shen Qingzhu fell into deep self-blame, he saw that under the Zhenguo Divine Monument, the blackened figure slowly raised his fist and placed it next to his temple.

A voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"I Lin seven nights, swear an oath in front of the living beings of Great Xia.

- If Midnight Comes......"

The moment he heard this voice, all the recruits present were stunned, only Shen Qingzhu seemed to have thought of something and reacted quickly.

He recalled the words that Lin Qiye had spoken to him not long ago, and also guessed what Lin Qiye was going to do next.

Damn it...... Damn it!!

A glimmer of light flashed in Shen Qingzhu's mind, and he turned his head sharply and yelled at all the recruits beside him:

"What are you waiting for!! Instructor Lin's final lecture is not over yet!!

All of them!! Follow Instructor Lin to take the oath!! ”

Shen Qingzhu's roar woke up the recruits present from their confusion, they quickly stood up straight, put their right hands into fists next to their temples, and their eyes were firmly fixed in front of the Divine Monument, the figure that was scorched black but still straight:

"I, Mo, take an oath in front of the living beings of Great Xia!"

"I, Lu Baoyu, swear an oath in front of all living beings in Great Xia!"

"I, Li Zhenzhen, swear an oath in front of all beings in Great Xia!"

"I'm Su Zhe, in ......"

“……”

In the end, everyone's voices converged into one sentence:

"-If the night ends!!"

……

In the distance, the oaths of hundreds of recruits echoed through the wind and snow like rolling thunder.

Isis stood under the monument, looked in the direction where the voice came, frowned slightly, and turned to look at the charred figure behind him who was crawling out of the deep pit and slowly walking.

As the voice spreads, there seems to be some kind of extremely strong power in his body, which is constantly emerging.

That's the Bard of the Sky.

"It's a ghost......"

Isis snorted coldly, put on a green jacket, and walked towards Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye's expression was extremely calm, he opened his mouth, and the voice came out again:

"—I will stand before ten thousand people!!"

"I will stand before all !!" On the mountain peaks in the distance, hundreds of recruits roared in unison.

"-Horizontal Knife to the Abyss!!"

"——Horizontal knife to the abyss!!"

Seeing that Isis's figure was getting closer and closer to himself, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, and as soon as he flipped the coat of arms in his palm, a short silver needle automatically popped out.

Lin Qiye's eyes burst out with unprecedented light!

He stabbed the short needle into his flesh and blood like lightning, and with all his strength, he roared:

"-Bloodstained Sky!!"

"—Bloodstained Sky Dome !!"