The instant Shiheng finished speaking, the disgust and hatred long sealed in his heart suddenly surged like a raging sea.
Memories from his previous life that spanned time and space, scenes from films and television, crimes against China too numerous to record, together with countless years of grudges accumulated through his struggles on Hell's frontier in this life, had long etched a bone-deep hatred of the Dwarves and the Sakura Tribe into him.
This race had always been militaristic, bloodthirsty, and belligerent. Wherever they waged war, lives were devastated, tribes were destroyed, and countless weaker races were slaughtered into extinction. Every bloody, brutal scene from the past now flooded Shiheng's heart.
Today, a third of the Sakura Tribe's entire elite force had marched on the frontier Demon City, an army of five hundred thousand bearing down upon it with a simple, cruel purpose—to eradicate the Human Race Flame, wipe out every member of the Seven Clans of the Blackstone Tribe, and make the Human Race vanish entirely from this desolate land of Hell.
His killing intent ran bone-deep, with no mercy left.
The last trace of warmth faded completely from Shiheng's eyes, leaving only frozen coldness and murderous resolve. Facing these enemies of another race who sought to eradicate them root and branch, he no longer had the slightest thought of showing mercy.
In today's battle, I will kill without hesitation, leave nothing alive, and spare no one!
The next moment, he stopped concealing his edge and holding himself back. He no longer suppressed even a fraction of his strength, and the terrifying reserves he had kept dormant for so long erupted without restraint!
Hum-!
A roar that shook a thousand miles of wilderness resounded through heaven and earth as the towering Heavenly Manifestation, a hundred thousand feet tall, burst