Chapter 1893: The Sword of Slaughter Reappears

A whistling gale brushed against the hilt of the giant sword.

Black ribbons fluttered as a figure clad in armor stared fixedly at the Red Star approaching under the starry sky.

At this moment, on the blade of the sword, the phantoms of various Soldier Path demigods flickered like candles in the wind, pressed by the storm from the Red Star, appearing as if they were about to dissipate at any moment.

“It’s no use… that thing’s suppression of the God Path is too strong. Just by ourselves, we can’t even get close to it,” a Soldier Path demigod said in a deep voice.

“We have to go anyway! The Red Star won’t crash into the Ancient Soldier Path Treasury on its own. Besides us, who else in this world can pull this sword out?”

“But if this continues, we’ll all be blown away. Without us lifting it, how can it strike the Red Star?”

“……”

The Soldier Path demigods fell into silence simultaneously.

They stood on the blade, looking back at the armored figure standing at the hilt in the storm, their expressions incredibly complex.

“We can only trust him once…”

“We’ll lift the sword to the vicinity of the Red Star. Whether we can strike this blow… depends on him.”

“Do you really believe his nonsense? How could he, alone, swing this sword?”

“What other choice do we have besides taking a gamble?”

“Besides…”

“He isn’t just one person.”

Bai Qi held the hilt behind his waist with one hand, his black hair fluttering silently… Behind him, a phantom formed by murderous aura was also watching the rapidly falling Red Star.

“No wonder you didn’t erase my soul… So, you were preparing for today all along.” Jian Changsheng looked at Bai Qi with a complex expression.

“You knew long ago that one person’s strength couldn’t lift this sword… You also knew that if the Soldier God Path wanted to get close to the Red Star, they could only use their souls as consumable armor, shielding the Soldier Path’s murderous aura and isolating the Red Star’s influence on the God Path.”

“These Soldier Path demigods will be blown away by the Red Star’s power, and souls like mine will be the same…”

“But even if we can buy you one more second, or save one more bit of your strength, it’s worth it.”

Bai Qi glanced at him. “How does it feel to be used?”

“……A bit unpleasant.”

Jian Changsheng shrugged. “After all, I thought you really treated me as a disciple and felt pity for me, which is why you kept me until now… It seems I was too naive.”

“However…”

Jian Changsheng changed the subject.

“Since it’s to strike the Red Star, then being used doesn’t matter… Don’t these Soldier Path demigods also know your goal, yet they are still willing to be used by you?”

Bai Qi withdrew his gaze coldly and didn’t answer.

“But I have to say this in advance: if it succeeds, that’s fine…” Jian Changsheng stared fixedly at Bai Qi. “But if we are used up and you still fail to strike the Red Star, I won’t let you go even as a ghost!”

“You are already a ghost. After your soul is destroyed, everything will turn to nothingness… You won’t have that chance.”

Bai Qi said indifferently.

Jian Changsheng was instantly furious.

As this human sword of slaughter streaked across the sky, getting closer and closer to the Red Star, the storm that devoured civilization became more intense. The aura of the Soldier God Path began to churn uncontrollably, and the many Soldier Path demigods on the blade became increasingly blurred and unstable.

“It’s no use… if this continues, we won’t even make it to the Red Star.” A Soldier Path demigod gritted his teeth and said.

“Hide behind me! If I’m blown away by the storm, you take my place!”

There wasn’t a single coward among those who could become Soldier Path demigods. Their expressions shifted slightly, but after only a moment of hesitation, they lined up without hesitation, hiding behind the phantom of that demigod.

The Red Star’s storm swept across the blade, all of it borne by the leading Soldier Path demigod. The many demigod phantoms behind him were given a chance to breathe, using all their strength to lift this sword of slaughter and fly forward.

As they approached the Red Star, the first Soldier Path demigod’s phantom dissipated visibly. He seemed to know that his soul was about to be destroyed, and he glared fiercely back at Bai Qi…

“Bai Qi, don’t embarrass our Soldier God Path!!”

Woo—

The storm surged, and his voice gradually disappeared into the wailing wind.

Immediately after, the second demigod phantom stepped forward, using his own body to continue to withstand the Red Star storm for the other demigods.

Bai Qi watched this scene silently, like a cold-blooded general watching his soldiers rush into a meat-grinder battlefield, with no emotional fluctuation visible on his face.

Jian Changsheng’s fists were clenched tight.

In the previous world, Jian Changsheng had personally wielded this sword of slaughter, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to control. Without these Soldier Path demigods, they wouldn’t even be able to pull this sword from the Ancient Soldier Path Treasury, let alone fly it in the sky.

And he had seen with his own eyes that even someone as strong as the Fifth-Generation Red King was almost erased by this storm targeting the God Path when he ascended to the Red Star. These Soldier Path demigods in front of him didn’t even have physical bodies, only souls, making them even more fragile than paper before the Red Star storm…

But even so, they continued to rush forward one after another, using their bodies to resist the storm, forcibly tearing a path for Jian Changsheng and Bai Qi.

At this moment, they had let go of their past grudges, let go of their past selves, and become pure incarnations of the “Soldier Path,” becoming a part of humanity’s sword of slaughter.

They were no longer independent “people” from history, but the incarnation of civilization, accumulated over thousands of years of human history.

The third, the fourth, the fifth…

The trajectory of the Red Star kept getting closer before Jian Changsheng’s eyes.

One Soldier Path demigod from history after another was erased in the Red Star’s storm.

This was a relay race, a relay race of death… What was erased were their souls, and what was passed on was humanity’s final weapon to confront the Red Star.

“Bai Qi, we can’t hold on much longer… Even without us, you must be able to pick up this sword.”

“Lord Wu’an, don’t embarrass our Soldier God Path.”

“This time, you owe us a big favor…”

“Strike the Red Star!”

“Otherwise, you’ll have failed us.”

“……”

As this giant sword, teetering and barely flying to the boundary between the blue and pitch-black sky, the last Soldier Path demigod phantom dissipated without a trace…

Having lost all lifting force, the sword of slaughter began to fall toward the earth.

At the same time,

A mass of murderous aura spread wildly, like a palm covering the sky, suddenly gripping the massive hilt!

Bai Qi stood on the hilt, his entire body’s murderous aura churning in the void. He stared fixedly at the Red Star wreckage approaching frantically overhead, a scorching fighting spirit burning in his eyes!

Behind him, the phantom of a young general, also clad in armor, was outlined!

“I’d like to see… just how hard this Red Star can be?”