"Run!" Chen Shouyi told Ye Zong.
There was no point in fighting anymore. Struggling would be meaningless.
He was just about to retreat when, at that moment, the sound of the national anthem drifted over from afar.
"Arise, all those who refuse to be slaves..."
At first, only a scattered few sang softly along. Soon, more and more people joined in. The sound grew louder and louder until it became a mighty, surging chorus.
A will distinct from that of the God of Light rose skyward from the battlefield. It was humanity's unyielding will, vast and powerful beyond measure—so powerful that even the might of the God of Light was blasted into pieces.
The dazzling light between heaven and earth gradually faded. The points of light drifting down from the sky rapidly vanished as well. His spreading divine power was receding.
The bewildered soldiers' expressions hardened once more, their firearms clenched tightly in their hands.
On this terrifying battlefield, during this crucial battle for the Great Xia Nation, the singing made everyone's blood inexplicably boil.
Chen Shouyi had already begun to feel the urge to retreat.
Suddenly, he sighed.
He was worshiped by these soldiers and hailed as a hero. With every soldier singing the national anthem at the top of their lungs and preparing to fight to the death, he was about to turn around and become a deserter. Never mind whether the soldiers would despise him—even he fucking despised himself!
"Fuck it. If I'm going to die, then so be it!"
Chen Shouyi gritted his teeth inwardly and opened the Status Panel.
During this period, his Faith Value had accumulated to 3,532.5 points once more.
With a thought, he added three thousand of them to Giant Battle Body. Before closing the Status Panel, he noticed out of the