The Rising Sun Prologue

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It's a battlefield that doesn't stretch the ground.

The whole battlefield is shaking, and every soldier is fighting bloodily. The horns were agitated, the spells were bombarded, the swords and guns were neighing, and all kinds of sound waves pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, constantly stimulating the eardrums, and some soldiers who had cultivated to a weak level were immediately shocked to death the moment they stepped on this battlefield.

With a stabbing sound, a giant three feet tall tore the enemy apart with his bare hands, and blood stained his whole body. The giant warrior licked the hot blood from his mouth, as if he was still unsatisfied, his eyes shining with boundless killing intent, and he was about to look for his next target. Suddenly, an incomparably huge dragon head pierced through the clouds and swallowed half of the giant warrior's body in one gulp. The dragon swung its tail and was about to escape into the sky, and with a roar of "roar", countless warriors were shocked to bleed, and the wails spread throughout the battlefield.

"Boom ——!"

In mid-air, the dragon's body suddenly exploded, and the huge impact of the explosion slammed the dragon's body to the ground, and countless warriors in this area were stoned to death. It was the work of a human monk with a divine bow, and three divine arrows fell like meteors, blasting the dragon into several pieces.

Death occurs everywhere and at every moment on this battlefield, countless creatures are falling, the earth is turned to terracotta, and the sky is stained with blood. Although it was daylight, there was no light in sight, and the sky above the entire battlefield was like a blood-stained canopy.

Among the countless warriors, there are human monks in armor, wild beasts with fangs, an army of zergs flying in the sky, and some lifeforms that have no form at all, or even just a blurred green light, but it is terrifying to the extreme, and any green beam can shatter an enemy.

The battlefield of all races, the place where countless heroes are buried!

No one remembers the year or month of the war, or the cause of the initial fighting. Thousands of years of melee, no one knows, no one cares about what they are fighting, each other's hands have long been stained with the blood of the enemy, if you don't fight until the last moment, the last enemy falls, I'm afraid they will never stop.

"Boom ——!"

The earth shook violently, and the golden light pierced the darkness, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield. Surrounded by thousands of rays of light, a humanoid creature of extreme strength flew in from the distant sky, and arrived at this battlefield almost instantly. As soon as it appeared, the blood-colored battlefield had been vibrating and wailing, as if it could not bear the supreme to stay above it.

Years of conquest have made every warrior numb, and there is only killing in their eyes, but after the arrival of a strong man of this level, everyone is still shocked. What level of existence is this kind of momentum, this kind of cultivation?

"Will a strong man of this level also meddle in the battle between all races?"

"It can't be aimed at us, right?"

"Which clan is the master, and what is he going to do?"

The soldiers of all races who could not distinguish between friend and foe were extremely panicked! They all knew that a strong man of this level was enough to turn the tide of the entire battlefield with just one person.

"He's—seems to be crying, seems to be very sad!" said some of the sentient masters.

"Did any of your close relatives die on this battlefield?"

When the warriors of all races were shocked, the strong man with golden light raised the sword in his hand.

A sword comes out, and the sun and moon have no light;

When a sword comes out, the heavens and the earth collapse;

With a sword, the galaxy flows against the current......

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