Beside him, Xie Xie kept undermining him, conveying the same message to everyone-
My brother ran a high fever a while ago.
He probably still hasn't recovered.
Just ignore him.
The livestream chat fell silent for a full two seconds.
Some people even began to wonder whether Kevin's account had been hacked.
But Tang Wulin paid them no mind.
Because he knew it was real.
He really had been to that era.
He really had met those people.
He really had lived through Eternal Night.
Those memories weren't fantasies.
"Believe me."
"It's not an ordinary sword."
"As long as we're still willing to believe in light, in hope, in the idea that even in the darkest age, someone among humanity will still stand up."
Tang Wulin gripped the little sword, his voice growing more earnest.
"The Angel God will answer!"
Xie Xie dragged a hand down his face.
"Bro, put the sword down first."
Tang Wulin grew frantic.
"You don't understand!"
"Almost everyone was dead back then! But Qian Yuhan kept getting back up, again and again! Even she never gave up!"
"What right do we have to give up now!"
By the end, Tang Wulin was practically shouting at the entire internet.
"Believe me! Please, just believe in the light this once!"
As though answering him.
The next moment, an extremely faint glow actually appeared on the surface of the Angel Sacred Sword in his hand.
It was very dim.
But it really did glow.
Joy suddenly flashed in Tang Wulin's eyes, and excitement swept through him almost instantly.
"Look! It's responding!"
Xie Xie froze for a moment too.
Gu Yue's gaze instantly fell on the sword.
The livestream chat erupted.
But before the joy on Tang Wulin's face could fully bloom, that faint light flickered twice.
Then.
It