Had We Arrived Too Late?

Standing atop Paradise Mountain, a cold expression appeared on Jiang Yuu's face.

Although He had long suspected that the Yuanshi had already died in battle.

But at this moment, having witnessed the sacrifice of this Creator of the Multiverse, He couldn't help but sigh.

"The Yuanshi is our Creator."

"Now, He has fallen in battle, but His body has transformed into a Yuanshi Divine Mountain, protecting our Lower Realm even in death."

Behind Him.

The radiant Annatania lowered her eyes.

"Is the situation Beyond Transcendence so difficult? Is the invasion of this Defiled World so terrifying? Even a powerful Transcendence One has perished here."

now.

The people's feelings were very complicated.

Even Lucifer, who was usually very talkative, didn't say much.

a long time.

Jiang Yuu continued speaking.

"Let's go, the real battlefield lies ahead."

He looked up and gazed ahead.

The haze there had become as thick as fog.

"Michael, pass down the order!"

"Heavenly Kingdom remains, and the rest of the Holy Armies, depart from Paradise Mountain and follow me!"

In the Heavenly Kingdom, many are young Angel and infants, so naturally they must remain.

They are of no use on the battlefield now; it's better to wait for the future.

Michael nodded.

"Yes, my lord!"

He then notified all the Supreme and Legions throughout the entire Paradise Mountain as quickly as possible.

In an instant.

Billions of Warrior of Radiance rose from the Paradise Mountain, following behind their respective Supreme commanders, with holy banners waving, swords and spears like a forest, and divine light like a sea.

The Angel gripped their burning swords, the Titan Giants raised their clubs and shields, the Elf and Human Race were clad in full armor, wielding longbows and spears, the Dragon' throats clenched with energy, and the Dwarf and Gnome wielded powerful weapons...

The billions of races belonging to Paradise Mountain are all brewing their final battle intent.

The Supreme commanders followed behind Jiang Yuu, their expressions solemn and resolute, awaiting Jiang Yuu orders.

soon.

Then they saw it.

The majestic Emperor who stood atop Paradise Mountain stepped out from the summit.

He stretched out eighteen pairs of wings of light, placed his hand on the Platinum Holy Sword at his waist, and walked step by step out of Paradise Mountain, into the Void filled with ashes, and spoke majestically.

Follow me forward!

Having said that, He resolutely led the Holiness Host of Paradise Mountain forward.

And the Holy Armies followed closely behind Him.

soon.

They broke through the thick, gray fog that shrouded the area ahead, as if they had broken through another barrier, and arrived at a place with clear visibility, as vast as an endless starry sky.

The air here no longer contains as many ash particles as before, but instead contains countless enormous planets, suspended between heaven and earth.

Although shrouded in a gray haze, the view ahead was already clearly visible.

However,

Jiang Yuu and the others did not breathe a sigh of relief; instead, they gasped in shock.

The sight before them shocked them even more.

Because the sky is Stars.

But every Stars is a battlefield.

They looked at the first floating Stars in the distance.

The first thing that caught my eye was a corpse that remained standing even in death.

He held a broken longsword in his left hand and supported a rotten battle flag in his right, on which half a tattered Stars could be vaguely seen.

Its eyes were empty; it had been dead for a long time.

Behind him were countless fallen battle flags, countless broken swords, and countless corpses lying on the ground.

Beside the countless human corpses lay countless filthy black sands, like the ashes left behind by human Warrior who had slain their enemies.

On these corpses, everyone could sense a familiar aura of kinship emanating from them.

They are all human beings!

"They are Warrior of Superhuman Civilization!"

Michael sighed softly.

But they're all dead.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuu did not reply, but instead looked at the corpse that remained standing even in death, not far in front of him.

There.

A tall tombstone stands Jingjing on the battlefield, a scene of carnage.

The tombstone is lightly engraved with hundreds of millions of lines of text.

They didn't recognize the characters, but they knew what they meant.

The first few lines.

"Human Civilization, the 96th Legion, the Falling Star Legion, with a total of 930 million and 56 members, perished in battle."

And then...

These are the names of the human Warrior who died in battle.

Someone read it softly:

"Jiang Wang, Lan Ruoyou, Jiu Xuan, Qi Heihu, Liu Yunluo, Manba, Cang Ji, Hou Minglan..."

Nine hundred and thirty million, and fifty-six names—not a single one was missed!

I witnessed this scene.

Amidst a vast army.

Some remained silent, some grieved for their plight, and some were filled with fear.

Some people burst into laughter.

"Someone erected a monument in their honor, recording their names!"

"A good ending!"

"If we were to die in battle, would someone erect a monument for us and inscribe our names?"

The Warrior then burst into loud laughter.

Beside him.

An Angel Warrior looked at him and laughed.

"Of course, if you die before me, I will erect a monument for you and inscribe your name on it!"

"Then it's settled!"

Their laughter reignited the atmosphere throughout the Holy Armies.

Michael turned his head and looked back, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Those were his Warrior.

Jiang Yuu nodded slightly, as if she hadn't noticed their reaction, and said.

Let's go, let's keep going.

He walked forward quietly.

Then.

They passed by one Stars after another, and one fortress after another.

On every Stars, there are the remains of countless fallen human Warrior, and a tombstone inscribed with their names by the people of the Legion.

"Human Civilization, Legion 367, Heavenly Cloud Legion, with a total of 360,577 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, the Eighteenth Legion, the Abyss-Suppressing Legion, with a total of 180,321 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, the 79th Legion, the Azure Mystery Legion, with a total of 250,614 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, Legion 177, the Heaven-Burning Legion, with a total of 290,453 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, Legion 210, Daybreak Legion, with a total of 160,788 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, Legion 256, Ancient Wilds Legion, with a total of 330 million,165 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, Legion 288, Returning Void Legion, with a total of 220,502 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, the 712th Legion, the Vast Waves Legion, with a total of 190,417 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, Legion 333, Radiant Sun Legion, with a total of 340,269 members, has perished in battle!"

"Human Civilization, Legion 555, Long Wind Legion, with a total of 270,911 members, has perished in battle!"

As they marched on, the soldiers grew increasingly silent.

Because of the places they went.

On every battlefield within sight, all the Warrior of this Superhuman Civilization perished.

The fallen battle flags, broken armor, and destroyed weapons all lay buried in the dust.

"No one survived, no one lived!"

"They finally received our reinforcements, but they will never wake up."

Are we really too late?

Some people were already wondering, and even Gael couldn't help but ask.

"Father God, are we too late? Why? The entire legion of the Superhuman Civilization has perished."

Jiang Yuu did not respond to her words, but Lucifer spoke up firmly.

"No, that can't be. Our Multiverse hasn't been tainted by the Defiled World world, and our Lower Realm hasn't been affected by destruction. So there must still be people fighting, people protecting this Pure Land, and people still alive!"