When the world decided to abandon you, it would not even tell you.
You would go to sleep, and when you woke, the world would feel utterly unfamiliar.
It might not be that you had failed to work hard enough. You and those people simply lived in different worlds, separated by a divide you could not cross.
But you should not give up. Though the encounter might deal you a crushing blow, it also meant your horizons had reached beyond the world you knew.
Whether you sank or rose from there depended on what you did—and on your mindset.
Mindset came second because this was a real world, not one shaped by thought alone.
No matter how much you thought about doing something, it meant nothing if you never took a step.
Luo Wuying understood exactly how Duan Wuya felt when he heard the question.
He, too, felt he could no longer make sense of how the world was changing.
"All thirty-four members of the Luo Family, from War Generals to War Gods, have fallen."
After speaking, he lowered his head, his expression desolate.
Duan Wuya spoke grimly. "More than forty War Generals and War Gods of the Duan Family have fallen too.
"And none of the dozens of Warriors in the Fortress of Light survived."
They looked at the fierce fighting around them, at the bodies and blood covering the ground, and fell silent.
After a while, Luo Wuying asked, "Is your arm all right...?"
Duan Wuya shook his head. "It's fine. Once I get back, a Tianshan Limb-Restoring Lotus Root will restore it."
The War God World had few ways to restore a severed limb. Only something called the Tianshan Limb-Restoring Lotus Root could do it.
They gazed down at the battlefield inside the fortress and fell silent