Moreover, their fighting techniques are becoming more skilled at an astonishing rate... as if their dormant memories are gradually awakening.
Is this the goal that All Gods fought over?
So powerful, yet so fragile... What's even stranger is, how could their existence be completely absent in cognition?
Interesting, truly fascinating!
However, in the next moment, the powerful Divinity suddenly erupting from afar made Dao Mou take notice... it was the Human heroes rushing over at high speed.
The ignition of the green flame and the riots of the Chaos Faction alarmed the frontline Human powerhouses.
Should they have also forgotten the existence of that man, yet still choose to help their kind?
"Hahaha...." Dao Mou let out a pleasant laugh.
He never worried about accidents, change is the biggest surprise.
But this time, no one can stop them!
The Divinity within him erupted with unprecedented pressure, even space started to twist. Perhaps the Human heroes had already forgotten that under the Divine Favor Attitude, the Divine Chosen is the strongest existence in the time!
The other Chaos Faction Chosen Ones had long been exhausted, only Deceit Dao preserved complete combat power. This means, they are unstoppable!
Dao Mou led the Witch Demon Legion like a sharp sword into the chaotic battlefield. With their speed, they could surely intercept before the man and the Green Flame Believers regroup!
The man might have once been strong, but now without Divinity, without Spiritual Energy, even his memory stripped away. In such a state, how could he possibly be a match for the Chosen One?
The Witch Demons swung their Magic Wand, strange Spiritual Energy ripples spread across the battlefield. Where they passed, space twisted, reality rewritten. Under this force, the Wanderers turned into twisted flesh lumps, unable even to let out a scream.
Dao Mou's figure glided like a ghost across the battlefield, heading straight for the man in the midst of slaughter.
And in the distance, the Human heroes were desperately trying to break through the layers of obstacles set by the Witch Demons. The Green Flame Believers burning their life force to try and carve a path towards the man.
But it was too late, Dao Mou's speed was faster!
However, at the moment he was about to succeed, an unprecedented sense of exhaustion swept over him. The Divinity in him suddenly dissipated like receding tide!
No, it wasn't just him.
The Divinity glow in the other two Deceit Dao Chosen Ones also dimmed simultaneously, all Chaos God Chosen on the battlefield, their Divine Favor Attitude completely collapsed in this instant!
In a daze, the consciousness of the Chosen seemed to be drawn to the Supreme Heaven battlefield.
A massive black hole was slowly rotating there, emitting a terrifying pressure that devours everything. This force even directly severed all connections between the Supreme Heaven and the Material World!
Divine Favor, as the name implies, is a blessing from the Gods, the Power bestowed by the Supreme Heaven to the servants.
Yet at this moment, there exists a supreme entity that has directly intercepted all divine favor in the Supreme Heaven!
Cut off at the source, completely cut off!
The faces of the Chosen changed drastically. The sudden disappearance of Divine Favor caused their Divinity to become uncontrollable, the originally surging power crashing wildly within them.
Even the always calm Dao Mou showed astonishment, to directly cut off all divine favor, such a move was truly astonishing!
However, even without the aid of Divine Favor, they merely fell from the height of "invincible at the same level" to the level equivalent to the Great Divine Power User. They still remain as the top combat force on the battlefield, still capable of fulfilling the tasks entrusted by All Gods!
Dao Mou suppressed the agitated Divinity within him, intending to lead the troops to continue their charge...
Suddenly, an extremely intense sense of danger struck!
Impossible!
Dao Mou's first reaction was denial. Even without Divine Favor, who present could threaten him?
In the next moment, his gaze suddenly turned to the distance; the source of danger was not from the battlefield before him but...
The location of his stored Miracle!
His sight seemed to penetrate through countless mountains and rivers, falling upon a Miracle hidden within ancient ruins deep within. And at this moment, before that Miracle, a pitch-black figure quietly stood.
That was the Divine Chosen Supreme, Monarch Token!
"Well well well, Monarch Token, you damn well play this style huh? I really..." Dao Mou laughed angrily. As the Deceit Chosen One who had woven countless schemes, he was so furious that he laughed out loud. His carefully hidden, heavily guarded Miracle was discovered just like that?
Simultaneously, the distant 'Monarch Token' raised the Longsword, Dao Mou's Miracle violently exploded!
At the Great Divine Power level, the power within Dao Mou's body began to flow away madly like a breached dam, his realm plummeting all the way, finally crashing back down to the Sixth Sense level!
This caused his speed to decrease once again, even the damage caused by the destruction of the Miracle brought about backlash, making it difficult for him to move.
...
And at the other end of the battlefield, the Green Flame Arrow fueled by life had already burned to its last moment.
They were the closest Human squad to the man, yet on the path leading to him, paid the most tragic price. In the process of igniting themselves into green flames, this originally less than ten-thousand strong troop was mercilessly worn down in this endless blood and flesh mill.
When the last warrior broke through the encirclement and appeared before the man, she had nearly burned out everything within her.
She was a petite girl warrior, seemingly no older than fifteen or sixteen. She raised her head with difficulty, the green flame around her flickered like a candle in the wind.
She looked at the figure still surrounded by endless Wanderers yet still struggling to fight, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
She did not know why she could stand here — those stronger, more experienced warriors, one after another, fell on the road of advance, paving this final journey with their lives for her. Their sacrifice transformed into the burning green flame beneath her feet, pushing her all the way here.
The girl opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but only coughed out a wisp of green flame. Her vision began to blur, her body swaying, on the verge of collapse.
Just as she was about to fall, a sturdy arm supported her.
The man had already killed his way to her side at some point, seemingly awakening something in his previously bewildered eyes.
He looked down at this nearly burnt-out girl.
The girl's eyes suddenly burst with one last radiance. Summoning the last of her strength, she placed her hand on the man's chest, the green flames from her fingertips flowed onto the man — this was not an attack but a legacy, the final ceremony to entrust the will and hope of all sacrificed warriors to him.
"Remember..." she softly said, her voice like a sigh, "you are... Human..."
And at the other end of the battlefield, the Green Flame Arrow fueled by life had already burned to its last moment.
They were the closest Human squad to the man, yet on the path leading to him, paid the most tragic price. In the process of igniting themselves into green flames, this originally less than ten-thousand strong troop was mercilessly worn down in this endless blood and flesh mill.
When the last warrior broke through the encirclement and appeared before the man, she had nearly burned out everything within her.
She was a petite girl warrior, seemingly no older than fifteen or sixteen. She raised her head with difficulty, the green flame around her flickered like a candle in the wind.
She looked at the figure still surrounded by endless Wanderers yet still struggling to fight, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
She did not know why she could stand here — those stronger, more experienced warriors, one after another, fell on the road of advance, paving this final journey with their lives for her. Their sacrifice transformed into the burning green flame beneath her feet, pushing her all the way here.
The girl opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but only coughed out a wisp of green flame. Her vision began to blur, her body swaying, on the verge of collapse.
Just as she was about to fall, a sturdy arm supported her.
The man had already killed his way to her side at some point, seemingly awakening something in his previously bewildered eyes.
He looked down at this nearly burnt-out girl.
The girl's eyes suddenly burst with one last radiance. Summoning the last of her strength, she placed her hand on the man's chest, the green flames from her fingertips flowed onto the man — this was not an attack but a legacy, the final ceremony to entrust the will and hope of all sacrificed warriors to him.
"Remember..." she softly said, her voice like a sigh, "you are... Human..."
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