"Half-step Myth!"
"Is this the power of a half-step myth?"
"Indeed, it is as if a god capable of anything."
The descending figure was composed entirely of golden radiance, clad in heavy battle armor, with a saber at his waist.
He bore a slight resemblance to Wang Hei, and a greater resemblance to Fang You.
The surging power within him, if one were to describe it, was like a small pool that had transformed into a vast lake; the difference was immense!
Wang Hei's combat experience, his battles against countless aberrations and cultists, and the experience of his ultimate sublimation in the final moments, all flooded into Fang You's mind.
He drew the saber at his waist.
This was merely an ordinary green-tier battle saber, which could be described as fragile in the face of a half-step myth. However, at this moment, the saber was an embodiment of the character card's materialization, a part of Wang Hei's ultimate sublimation.
The saber remained unimpressive in its own right, yet it was now as unbreakable as he was.
His entire being was terrifying.
With a mere thought, his mental power could transform into an unseen hand, stirring the winds and clouds.
A glance could easily discern Blue Star on the shallow layers of the eerie realm, allowing him to peer hundreds of kilometers away, even to the point of clearly seeing a single tree, a stone, and the very纹理 on the stone if he so desired.
Incredible!
"If estimated by the advancements brought by awakening and promotion, the Throne tier would absolutely not be this powerful."
"It means a half-step myth has already touched upon the realm of gods!"
"Then what of a true myth?"
The power surged within him.
A single palm could annihilate a city.
A single step could cover ten miles.
He was omnipotent, experiencing invincible power, yet Fang You did not feel the slightest bit of arrogance. Instead, his expression was grave.
The stronger the character experience card, the more solemn he became.
Because, standing opposite him was a myth!
A divine incarnation! Even if he theoretically possessed power comparable to a myth, he was still a myth, far surpassing his own half-step status by more than a little.
He was solemn.
The Blood-Colored Emperor, the Divine Incarnation, was also solemn.
"This power has already touched upon divinity."
He was greatly surprised!
This further solidified his belief that this world was extraordinary, or that a great secret lay within it!
The golden figure before him not only possessed power fixed at the half-step myth, but its very essence was also unfathomably mysterious.
He could not see through it!
He could not comprehend it!
Furthermore, why did this person feel vaguely familiar?
The Blood-Colored Emperor fell into contemplation.
After a few seconds of thought, he decided against it. The incarnation, whose descent had cost him dearly, could not end this way.
At this moment, he had been impacted and thrown into the eerie realm.
This was the shallow layer of the eerie realm, a buffer zone born between the eerie realm and Blue Star during the process of the eerie realm devouring or merging with Blue Star.
Theoretically, this place belonged to the eerie realm.
He, who had just descended, was kicked back into the eerie realm.
However, this was the shallow layer of the eerie realm, and the Blood-Colored Emperor's gaze could still easily tear through space, landing upon Blue Star.
But as time passed, Blue Star's repulsive force against him would only grow stronger.
If he did not return quickly, he would truly be unable to re-enter.
Hmph!
The Blood-Colored Emperor let out a cold snort, and his power began to spread.
Instantly, the gray mist of the eerie realm, inch by inch, turned blood-red.
A blood-red throne with two horns appeared.
He sat upon it.
Within the blood-red world, before the throne, figures emerged one after another.
Clad in blood-red armor, wielding blood-red lances!
They were the warriors of his Blood-Colored Empire! Integrated into his blood-red domain, they were eternal warriors who shared his glory!
"Soldiers, heed my command!"
Tens of thousands of blood-red armored warriors simultaneously stepped forward, raising their lances.
These entities, which seemed both alive and not, the combined power of countless individuals formed a terrifying blood-red torrent, pushing aside the gray mist in the eerie realm.
In the blood-red world, a trace of stubborn gold remained.
A faint golden radiance spread, resisting the impact of the blood flow. Within the golden light, faint golden figures materialized.
Some wielded sabers, some swords, and others lances.
Their weapons, their attire, their heights, and their builds all varied.
Compared to the blood-red imperial warriors in the distant blood-red torrent, who appeared to be cast from the same mold, the golden figures were not only few in number, with a few hundred appearing extremely thin against tens of thousands, but they also resembled a ragtag army.
Their quality was inferior.
Their numbers were even more so!
Just as there was a chasm-like gap between a half-step myth and a myth.
The Blood-Colored Emperor was greatly surprised by these golden figures, but the gap was insurmountable, and the outcome was already sealed.
He lowered his arm.
The blood-red army surged forward.
But in places he could not see, on Blue Star, golden motes of light began to appear, like perpetual lamps floating in the night sky, transforming from mere specks into a river of light.
This was faith.
This was hope.
...
Beneath the collapsing, shattered void,
An Jianyou clasped her hands together, and a cluster of brilliant golden light appeared at her heart, flying towards the distance.
Hei Dao, Xing Jing Lei, Yi Luo Xi, and many other Hearthfire warriors who could finally catch their breath all manifested bright lights of faith.
Further away, spies from various countries were also praying.
They did not understand what was happening, but they hoped the disaster would subside, and lights of faith also emerged from them.
Lang Hua Nation, Ri Luo Nation, Bai Xiong Nation, Bai Tou Ying Federation.
Dong Huang.
Whether it was day or night.
Most people were ignorant and unaware, but at this moment, countless individuals seemed to have received a calling, their hearts moved.
In a daze, they felt as if they had accomplished something great.
In the face of a great catastrophe, they had contributed their strength, averting the world's destruction.
Bai Ling shook his head, dismissing the chuunibyo thoughts from his mind.
Saving the world?
How could he have such a notion? Wasn't this world still peaceful and tranquil? If a true disaster were to strike, a small figure like himself would... be unable to do anything, right?
However, safety and peace were the most important.
May the world always remain at peace.
Bai Ling pushed open his window, looking at the rising morning sun in the distance with a radiant smile.
A new day, a beautiful day, had begun.
A light of heartfelt desire emerged from his chest, rising slowly and disappearing into the unknown.
In this city, within office buildings, residential areas, and bustling streets and alleys.
From different places, similar motes of light emerged, one by one, city by city, ascending to converge on the other side of the world, like a river of stars.
A person's wish was like a perpetual lamp, very faint, only able to illuminate a small area before them. But if everyone had a beautiful wish, our lights of faith could gather into a brilliant river of stars.
May they be like lamps, illuminating this world, eternally burning.
On the other side of the world.
Beneath the receding gray mist.
The golden domain grew larger, inch by inch, and faint figures appeared within the radiance.
Children, the elderly, women, youths…
Familiar faces appeared, and the Hearthfire warriors, holding sabers and spears, charged forward fearlessly.
This was the eternal flame of faith.
It was also the burning fire of will.
Wang Hei, Wei Jing Wu, Li Er Gou, and so many other Hearthfire warriors who had sacrificed themselves in the dimensional rifts, seemed to have truly come back to life at this moment.
Transcending time and space, they blew in the same wind, facing the surging blood-red waves head-on.
Different figures overlapped at this moment.
Ancient will,
Inherited flame,
Unbending soul,
This was humanity!
Hearthfire passed on, humanity endures forever!
At the crest of the golden wave, Fang You wielded his saber.
Golden saber light, crimson saber light, and blue-purple lightning saber light mingled.
He stood at the forefront, facing the surging blood-colored imperial torrent head-on.
Fearless!
Indestructible!
With a saber strike imbued with countless beliefs, unwavering will, unyielding souls, and the fire of heartfelt desire, he slashed out with immense force!
This saber strike unleashed the river of an era!
The saber river, like a painting, rolled towards the blood-colored torrent, and the figures within the golden domain also launched their fearless charge.
"Hearthfire… forever burn!"
"Kill!"
Gold and blood-red collided.
Sparse figures and orderly, steel-like blood-red legions clashed.
The Blood-Colored Emperor, enthroned high above, gazed at the tiny golden figures in the distance with a cold expression.
He merely watched, like an emperor who decreed life and death for a realm with a single word.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted.
That tiny gold, those frail figures, were actually breaking through his imperial army like a hot knife through butter.
Golden saber light pierced through space.
The sky and the earth split open simultaneously!
The gray mist retreated!
The colossal entity hidden within the mist was annihilated by the golden saber light.
His blood-red domain also cracked and shattered, splitting in two!
Cracks spread across the blood-red throne.
Gazing at the not-so-tall golden figure, the Emperor was perplexed, "Why…"
Why, despite being merely a fragile human,
Why, despite being merely a half-step myth,
Why could that sparse golden light tear apart his invincible, steel-clad blood-red army!
Why!!!
He roared! He was enraged! He could not understand!
The cold glint in his eyes could tear through space, yet it dissipated like a gentle breeze before the golden figure.
"Because you do not understand humanity."
"You do not understand what human faith is."
"Inheritance is eternal, humanity endures forever."
On Blue Star, the lamps of desire shone brightly, eternally burning.
Fang You stood before the majestic blood-colored figure and delivered humanity's first unyielding saber strike.
As the saber light swept across,
Blood-red and gray mist extinguished inch by inch.
On the brilliant golden saber river, familiar faces appeared, as if looking back, they revealed radiant smiles.
The faces slowly vanished on the saber river.
But the inheritance would not disappear.
The eternal flame of inheritance, like a river of stars, illuminated future generations, burning eternally.