Chen Shouyi could no longer remember the last time he had run so freely beneath the setting sun... no, the blazing sun.
Anyway, it had been... a very long time.
So long that the memory had grown hazy, and he no longer wanted to recall it.
A steady stream of energy poured into his body from nowhere, and powerful strength erupted through his muscles like a volcano.
All around him was silent. Scenery on either side flew past.
He charged ahead at full speed, forcing his way through air so dense it seemed almost solid.
If time could turn back, Chen Shouyi swore he would never again let his blood run hot and play the hero. When he should cower, he'd cower; when he should retreat, he'd retreat.
There was no shame in that!
He didn't know what death felt like.
Perhaps it was eternal quiet.
A brief sting of pain, and then it would be over.
Damn it.
He was only nineteen.
Just thinking about it filled him with unwillingness!
Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed behind him. His back grew scorching hot, and seconds later the earth shook violently.
"A nuclear bomb!"
Chen Shouyi was startled, then delighted.
The army in the rear was taking action.
But...
This method was terrifying.
If they overshot, he'd be blown to dust too.
Unfortunately, after only two nuclear bombs had fallen, no more came. The God of Light seemed to have come through unscathed, and the two of them ran farther and farther away until the battlefield was long out of sight.
"Wait!"
Chen Shouyi suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
"I've been sprinting all this way for almost a minute. Why hasn't it caught up?"
Once the blinding light of the nuclear explosion had faded a little, he quickly looked back