Chapter 1697: Sword of Humanity

Even though Jiang Xiaohua had tried his best to control the distance, he was only an Eighth-Order after all. Facing the Calamity-Dread's sudden burst, it was extremely difficult to react in time... By the time he came to his senses, that abyss-like giant mouth had already bitten off the lower half of his body.

Jiang Xiaohua was like a dismembered toy. After losing his legs, no blood seeped out, as if two joints had simply been detached, but his movement speed in the seawater was greatly weakened!

Sun Bumian watched helplessly as Jiang Xiaohua's legs were bitten off, his eyes splitting with rage. The Waking Lion, turning in the seawater, let out a heart-wrenching roar and, regardless of everything, bit into the Calamity-Dread's tail again, forcibly dragging its body backward.

One person, one lion, and one fish erupted into an unprecedentedly tragic battle on the seabed, and the surrounding sea area had been turned upside down.

And at the end of the horizon within sight...

The silhouette of a giant sword, towering to the sky, was slowly outlined!

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轰——!!

An equally earth-shattering roar also resounded from the forbidden zone of the Ancient Armory of the Military Path.

The young general, wearing armor and holding a broken sword, was now like a true God of Slaughter, forcibly breaking out from the blockade of two Demigod phantoms. The black ribbons were like sword tassels fluttering behind the hilt, making it difficult to follow or touch.

"Bai Qi, you left the Ancient Armory of the Military Path, so it turns out you were eyeing this young man's physical body?" A Demigod phantom snorted coldly. "Your selfishness truly opens our eyes."

"Is it... me who is selfish?" Bai Qi's disdainful voice sounded from the void. "I think you guys still haven't figured out the situation."

Jian Changsheng tightened his grip on the broken sword and swept it horizontally. Ancient killing intent intertwined into a ring and ravaged the surroundings, forcibly pushing back the surrounding Military Path Demigod phantoms.

At the same time, strands of intent were mixed into the ring by Bai Qi and rolled toward the surroundings!

Those Military Path Demigods were influenced by the intent, and not knowing what they saw, they all stood stunned for a moment...

"Good chance!!"

Jian Changsheng seized the gap, flashed out from the blockade of the few Military Path Demigods, and rushed straight toward the hilt of that towering giant sword!

Rather than a sword hilt, it was more like a divine pillar rooted on the frozen sea. Standing beneath the hilt and looking up, the naked eye couldn't see how high the sword tip was... and its width surpassed that of the Sea-Stabilizing Needle. Any human who came to its foot felt the powerlessness of being a mere mayfly.

But Jian Changsheng couldn't care about that. As if sensing something, he looked back toward the sea surface, only to see the distant seawater raging and surging. Vaguely, he could see a giant shadow struggling and rolling in this direction...

On its back, clusters of flickering seven-colored flames flashed one after another.

They were here!!

Jian Changsheng backhanded the broken sword into its sheath, hugged the hilt with both hands, and stepped heavily on the ground... As surging power poured out from Jian Changsheng's body, he gritted his teeth, attempting to forcibly pull up this mountain that reached into the clouds!

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

Even the ancient killing intent accumulated within it poured frantically into his body through his palms, directly obliterating the skin on Jian Changsheng's palms, then the back of his hands, his arms...

This pain was like countless tiny, sharp blades cutting his body. In an instant, Jian Changsheng became a bloody man, but he had no intention of letting go. Instead, he used all his strength to continue to contend with the hilt!

Even with the addition of Bai Qi's Demigod power, the Ancient Armory of the Military Path remained as stable as Mount Tai. Given the absolute difference in size, the blood-covered Jian Changsheng seemed to have truly become a mayfly attempting to shake a tree—ridiculous and weak.

"Damn it..."

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

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

He knew what the situation was outside, and he knew that the Twilight Society had bet everything to kill the Calamity-Dread.

Now his companions had desperately lured the Calamity-Dread here, betting the final hope on him and the Ancient Armory of the Military Path. He, Jian Changsheng, absolutely, absolutely could not fail at this moment...

Otherwise, all the sacrifices would be meaningless.

"Move... move, damn you!!" Jian Changsheng, with blood mist exploding all over his body, roared heart-wrenchingly,

"Aren't you the carrier of human slaughter?! Don't you have self-awareness?!"

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

"Everyone has bet their hope on the new world. If we can't kill the Calamity-Dread, human civilization will be completely buried in this era! Guarding those past memories and pride, becoming a lifeless ancient treasury—is this what you want?!"

"You are a sword of slaughter forged from the ages of humanity!"

"A sword... shouldn't it be used to kill?!"

Jian Changsheng didn't know what he was questioning, but he had already entered several divine path ancient treasuries, and he knew that ancient treasuries possessed a certain self-awareness... Perhaps his strength was not enough to forcibly pull out the giant sword of the Ancient Armory of the Military Path. Since that was the case, he would make this sword come out on its own!

This was a huge gamble. Jian Changsheng was betting that this sword possessed its own consciousness, betting that it was the true "Sword of Humanity"!

Only a "sword" that gathered all the slaughter of humanity to date...

could obliterate the Calamity-Dread without suspense!!

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

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

This was the meaning of "Military," this was the backbone of "Military"!

However, even though the Ancient Armory of the Military Path had loosened, with the strength of Jian Changsheng alone as an Eighth-Order, it was still impossible to pull it out. Its own size was simply too massive, and its weight was definitely not something an Eighth-Order Military God Path could move... Even with Bai Qi's blessing, he couldn't do it.

Just as Jian Changsheng was splitting with rage and feeling despair, a pair of illusory Demigod palms suddenly grabbed a corner of the sword hilt beside him!

The rampant Military God Path Demigod aura surged, and Jian Changsheng stood stunned on the spot...

He looked at the completely unfamiliar Demigod phantom in astonishment, unable to speak for a moment.

"We said long ago that this sword carries the weight of human civilization... To pull it out, you... are not qualified." The Demigod phantom didn't even look at Jian Changsheng, speaking faintly.

The next second, more and more Demigod phantoms appeared around Jian Changsheng. Strands of ancient killing intent that once belonged to Military God Path Demigods surged under the black clouds. With everyone's combined efforts, this Ancient Armory of the Military Path that reached into the clouds was actually pulled out of the ground, bit by bit...

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