Everyone stopped fighting.
The humans stopped writing war poems, shooting arrows, and waving their weapons.
The demons and barbarians retracted their blood, claws, and teeth.
Everyone, be it demons or barbarians, raised their heads to look at the sky.
They looked at the Starry Space, at the proud incarnation of Lang Lu, and at the disheveled incarnation of Guan Hai.
After three breaths, Guan Hai's incarnation suddenly cracked. A strange light blue light shone out from the cracks.
In the blink of an eye, the light disappeared and Guan Hai's incarnation turned into dust.
At the same time, the Starry Space shattered and dust scattered.
Only Lang Lu's incarnation remained in the sky.
In the morning light, the silver giant wolf was like the lord of the heavens, controlling the world.
"Supreme Holy Power!" The eyes of the Barbarian Emperor Wolf Plains flashed with unprecedented fanaticism as he shouted crazily.
"Supreme Holy Power!"
"Supreme Holy Power!"
All the demons and barbarians roared together, rising and falling one after another, continuous and unending.
The earth-shattering sound was like a tidal wave, attacking the minds of the humans.
"How is this possible …"
A young High Scholar couldn't bear the fact that Guan Hai's incarnation had died. His courage cracked.
Hundreds of scholars' eyes dimmed, and their courage was covered in dust.
There was only despair left in their hearts.
The sky had collapsed.
All the Jingguo scholars were sad and angry, and then they were surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness.
Chen Guanhai was the only pillar of support for Jingguo. Without Chen Guanhai, and without Half-saint in three years, Jingguo would be removed from the human race.
Although it was only Chen Guanhai's incarnation that had died, his opponent was only Lang Lu's incarnation. This meant that if the two fought, Chen Guanhai's chances of losing were as high as 90%.
The so-called battle between the incarnations was nothing more than the two Half-saint testing each other's true strength.
Now, the outcome had been decided, and it was decided so quickly.
Everyone thought that the battle between the two incarnations would last at least a few hours, but in reality, less than an hour had passed since the formation of the Starry Space.
Everyone felt that something in their hearts was slowly collapsing.
Even the incarnation of Half-saint had lost. Was there still a need to fight?
Would the battle between the two Half-saint incarnations continue?
How could Chen Guanhai defeat Lang Lu?
When the Barbarians invaded the south, the whole of Jingguo knew that this war could only be resolved by Jingguo itself. Even if Chen Guanhai died in the battle, the Sages would not help Jingguo. Instead, they would appoint Wu Guo and Gyeongo to take over Jingguo.
Some old scholars looked up at the sky, their eyes glistening with tears.
Even Fang Yun had lost his usual vigor.
On the contrary, the eyes of the Left Minister faction led by Mount Liu were shining brightly, as if they had won an unprecedented victory. They were just short of cheering loudly.
Many scholars from other countries who came to help looked hesitant.
Should they leave or fight to the death?
Lang Lu's avatar's voice exploded in the sky.
"Chen Guanhai, Bensei will give you fifteen minutes. If your real body does not appear, Bensei will raze Ning An to the ground!"
After the Wolf Slaughter incarnation finished speaking, he still floated in the air. His eyes were closed and starlight filled his body. The wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Everyone looked at the huge wolf in the sky and almost couldn't breathe.
Everyone knew that as long as Lang Lu waved his claws, he would kill everyone in the city, no matter if they were ordinary soldiers, scholars, or Xusheng.
Fang Yun was silent.
Mount Liu sighed softly, but he used his talent energy. Almost everyone in the city heard his voice.
Zhang Poyue looked at Mount Liu with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
In the Barbarian camp, Wolf Plains laughed and said, "What are you waiting for? Kill! "
"Kill!"
Tens of millions of Barbarians roared excitedly. The surging murderous intent seemed to condense into a real storm and swept across Ning An City.
The battle started again.
The ordinary Barbarians continued to attack the city.
Without the power of Guan Hai's avatar, the Human Race and the Water Race were obviously at a disadvantage.
Even if Fang Yun's every order was perfect, it still could not make up for the difference in power.
The most fatal thing was that the Human Race had lost their will to fight.
When their mental support collapsed in front of them, no one could act as usual.
Before the Barbarian Kings and Barbarian Kings made a move, the casualties of the Water Race and the Human Race began to increase.
The Barbarian Kings moved forward slowly again, while the Great Barbarian Kings smiled and were ready to attack.
The avatar of Lang Lu in the sky was like a huge rock pressing down on the hearts of the Human Race.
"I will kill you all!" A young soldier suddenly went crazy. He rushed out of the army and stabbed a Barbarian Wolf in front of him with a spear.
"No!" His comrade shouted anxiously.
"Come back, or you will be killed!" The general in charge threatened.
The general's bodyguards pulled their bows and aimed at the charging soldier. As long as the general gave the order, they could kill the young soldier immediately to prevent more chaos.
However, the general did not give the order.
Those bodyguards slowly put down their bows and looked at the crazy figure. Their eyes were full of anger and sadness.
The Barbarian Wolf Commander leaned to the side and grabbed the spear with both hands. He snatched the spear from the crazed soldier's hands and broke it. Then, he held the broken spear in his right hand and turned it around to stab the young soldier's right eye.
"Ah …"
The young soldier screamed miserably and fell to the ground in extreme pain. His body twitched slightly.
His head was slanted. Dark red blood flowed out of his pierced eye socket and dyed the spear that originally belonged to him red.
Seeing this scene, many Human Race soldiers were sad.
The morale of the Human Race was almost gone.
Many scholars sighed helplessly. They had no choice but to recite inspirational poems. They even injected the righteous energy of heaven and earth to suppress the fear and despair in the hearts of the Human Race soldiers.
However, the fear and despair in the hearts of the soldiers would erupt sooner or later.
The night sky was getting brighter and brighter. However, the sky above Ning An City seemed to be covered with thick dark clouds.
None of the women in the rescue center ran away or shouted.
Those who were strong took care of the injured silently. Those who were not strong enough also took care of the injured silently with tears flowing down their cheeks.
Mount Liu sighed again and said, "Fang Xusheng, let's break out of the encirclement and retreat. We still have fifteen minutes to escape. Lang Lu is a noble Half-saint. He will not chase after us personally. As for the millions of ordinary soldiers and scholars, we don't care. Let them run as far as they can. "
Mount Liu purposely used his tongue. The atmosphere of the entire Ning An City instantly became extremely oppressive.
The despair in the hearts of the soldiers was enough to plunge the entire Saint Origin World into darkness.
If not for the deep hatred in everyone's heart towards Mount Liu, the millions of Human Race soldiers would have started to flee in an unprecedented manner.
Now, the Ning An City army was only half a step away from total defeat.
Mount Liu wanted to push everyone from behind. He wanted to push the entire army and Jingguo into the abyss.
"Old man!" Zhang Poyue's eyes were bloodshot. He was roaring like a wild beast.
Many Jingguo scholars looked at Mount Liu angrily. They wanted to vent all their resentment on Mount Liu.
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