I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1697 The Sword of Man

Even though Jiang Xiaohua had tried his best to control the distance, he was only at the eighth level after all, and he was extremely difficult to react to the sudden outbreak of the calamity... By the time he came to his senses, the giant abyss maw had already bitten off the lower half of his body.

Jiang Xiaohua looked like a dismembered toy. Even after losing his legs, there was no blood seeping out, as if only two joints had been removed. However, his movement speed in the seawater was greatly reduced!

Sun Bumian watched helplessly as Jiang Xiaohua's legs were bitten off, and his eyes widened in fury. The lion that was tumbling in the sea let out a heart-wrenching roar and desperately bit into Jizai's tail, forcibly dragging its body backward.

A man, a lion, and a fish engage in an unprecedented and brutal battle on the seabed, turning the surrounding waters upside down.

And at the horizon as far as the eye can see...

The outline of a colossal sword, reaching to the heavens and standing tall, slowly emerged!

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boom--! !

An equally earth-shattering roar also resounded from the forbidden zone of Bingdao Ancient Repository.

Clad in armor and wielding a broken sword, the young general now resembled a true god of war, forcefully breaking through the blockade of two demigod phantoms. The black ribbons fluttered like sword tassels behind the hilt, making him difficult to follow and touch.

"Bai Qi, you left the Ancient Treasury of Military Strategies because you were eyeing this young man's physical body?" A demigod phantom sneered. "Your selfishness truly opens our eyes."

"Am I the selfish one?" Bai Qi's disdainful voice echoed from the void. "I see that you all still haven't figured out the situation."

Jian Changsheng gripped the broken sword in his hand and suddenly swept it horizontally. Ancient killing intent intertwined into a ring that raged outwards, forcibly forcing back the illusory figures of the demigods who were surrounding him.

At the same time, Bai Qi mixed various thoughts into the rings and swept them outwards!

Those demigods of military strategy, influenced by their thoughts, seemed to see something and froze for a moment...

"good chance!!"

Jian Changsheng seized the opportunity and broke free from the blockade of several demigods of military strategy, charging straight toward the hilt of the towering giant sword!

Rather than a sword hilt, it is more like a divine pillar rooted in the frozen sea. Standing under the hilt and looking up, one cannot see how high the sword tip is with the naked eye... and its width surpasses even the Sea-Stabilizing Needle. Any human who comes to its feet feels powerless, like an ant.

But Jian Changsheng couldn't care less about that. As if sensing something, he turned to look at the sea and saw the water surging violently in the distance. He could vaguely see a giant shadow struggling to roll towards him...

On its back, clusters of bright and dim, iridescent flames flickered one after another.

They're here!

Jian Changsheng sheathed the broken sword with a backhand, grabbed the hilt with both hands, and stomped heavily on the ground... As a surge of power erupted from Jian Changsheng's body, he gritted his teeth and tried to forcibly uproot the towering mountain!

However, no matter how hard Jian Changsheng tried, the mountain itself remained motionless.

Even the accumulated killing intent from throughout history was frantically poured into his body through his palm, directly obliterating the skin on Jian Changsheng's palm, then the back of his hand, and then his arm...

The pain felt like countless tiny blades were cutting into his body, turning Jian Changsheng into a bloody mess in an instant. But he showed no sign of letting go, and instead used all his strength to continue fighting against the sword hilt!

Even with Bai Qi's demigod power, Bingdao Guzang remained as steady as Mount Tai. Given the absolute size difference, Jian Changsheng, covered in blood, seemed like an ant trying to shake a tree, laughable and weak.

"Damn..."

"Damn it! Damn it!! Damn it!!!!"

After his skin was worn away, Jian Changsheng's flesh and blood began to be eroded by the killing intent. He clenched his teeth in pain, but compared to the physical pain, the torment and resentment in his heart were even more heart-wrenching...

He knew what the situation was like outside, and he also knew that the Twilight Society was willing to risk everything to kill Ji Zai.

Now that his companions have recklessly brought the calamity here, placing their last hope on him and Bingdao Guzang, Jian Changsheng absolutely cannot afford to fail at this crucial moment...

Otherwise, all the sacrifices would be meaningless.

"Move...you fucking move!!" Jian Changsheng, his body erupting in a mist of blood, roared with a heart-wrenching rage.

"Aren't you just a vessel for human slaughter?! Don't you possess self-awareness?!"

"Can't you see what this era has become?!"

"Everyone has placed their hopes on the new world. If the calamity cannot be eradicated, human civilization will be completely buried in this era! Is it what you want to become a lifeless ancient ruin, clinging to those past memories and pride?!"

"You are a sword of slaughter forged from the very years of humankind!"

"Swords...aren't they meant to be used to kill?!"

Jian Changsheng didn't know what he was questioning, but he had entered several ancient treasures of the divine path, and he knew that the treasures possessed a certain degree of self-awareness... Perhaps his strength was insufficient to forcibly pull out the giant sword of the ancient treasure of the weapon path. In that case, he would let the sword come out on its own!

This is a huge gamble. Jian Changsheng is willing to gamble that this sword has its own consciousness and that it is a true "human sword"!

Only the "sword" that embodies all of humanity's killing throughout history...

Only then can the calamity be eliminated without any suspense!

Under Jian Changsheng's heart-wrenching roar, the towering giant sword trembled slightly... Rustling pebbles rolled off the massive sword. This sword of slaughter, which had been silent since the birth of human civilization, finally began to reveal a trace of killing intent!

It has existed since the dawn of human civilization; now that human civilization has reached a dead end, it should naturally carve out a glimmer of hope for humanity!

This is the meaning of "soldier", this is the pride of "soldier"!

However, even though the Ancient Path of War had loosened, Jian Changsheng, with his eighth-level strength, still couldn't pull it out. Its size was simply too enormous, and its weight was definitely not something an eighth-level War God could move... Even with Bai Qi's support, he still couldn't do it.

Just as Jian Changsheng was filled with rage and despair, a pair of illusory demigod hands suddenly grabbed the corner of the sword hilt beside him!

The rampant aura of a demigod from the God of War surged wildly, and Jian Changsheng stood frozen in place...

He stared in astonishment at the completely unfamiliar demigod phantom, speechless for a moment.

"We've said it before, this sword carries the weight of human civilization... You... are not qualified to pull it out." The demigod phantom didn't even glance at Jian Changsheng, speaking calmly.

The next second, more and more demigod phantoms appeared around Jian Changsheng, and ancient killing intent that once belonged to the demigods of the God of War surged under the black clouds. With everyone's combined efforts, this ancient treasure of the God of War, which towered into the clouds, was actually pulled out of the ground little by little...

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