I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

"Pfft."

With a final, faint sound of bones cracking.

A mutated pangolin, no bigger than a palm and attempting to disguise itself as a stone, was turned into minced meat in Shen Tian's hands.

[Ding! Killed a Tier 1 Armored Rat, gaining 1 kill point.]

Although it was only a pitiful little bit.

But to Shen Tian, ​​the crisp system notification sound was as melodious as heavenly music.

This is the last one.

Shen Tian slowly released his grip, letting the mass of flesh slip from his fingertips and fall into the bottomless abyss of ruins below.

He stood atop that abandoned television tower, which was 400 meters tall.

Beneath my feet was a rusty lightning rod.

Above us was a cloudless blue sky.

The wind howled.

The wind made his black trench coat flutter, like a battle flag unfurled atop a mountain peak.

Shen Tian slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

This pent-up feeling seemed to have been building up for a whole hundred years.

He raised his head, and in his dark, inky eyes, the purple lightning and the blue storm vanished simultaneously, leaving only a calm as deep as an abyss.

【Tianxin Tong】

At this moment, Shen Tian became the eyes of God.

It is within a radius of three thousand meters.

Panoramic scan.

Every corner.

Every crack.

The shadow beneath every piece of ruin.

The soldiers of the Po Jun Si were still searching, their swords plunging into the ruins.

There were only stones and weeds.

The only thing I didn't see was the strange beast.

To ensure that all the alien beasts in this occupied area have been completely eliminated.

In the void behind them, cyan wind elements gathered wildly.

Those two enormous "Garuda Wings" that blotted out the sky suddenly spread open in the sunlight, their wingspan exceeding thirty meters, shimmering with light and color, like a divine miracle.

Each feather is compacted by the wind element.

Shen Tian lowered his body.

"boom--!!!"

The sonic boom cloud exploded at the top of the tower, and the steel structure of the TV tower groaned.

Shen Tian vanished, leaving only a bluish-gold afterimage.

He transformed into a streak of cyan-gold light, circling the newly reclaimed territory as he began his final inspection.

Shen Tian flew along the edge of this area, drawing circles.

On the ground, Zhao Gang, who was carrying the corpse of the alien beast, stopped in his tracks.

The chilling sound of air being torn apart made it obvious who it was without even looking.

Apart from Shen Tian, ​​no one else could make such a commotion.

Ah Fei shouted excitedly.

Zhao Gang wiped the black blood off his face, his hands trembling slightly.

It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

Such a scene is something I wouldn't even dare to imagine in my dreams.

A forbidden zone for humans, a lair for strange beasts.

Now there are people flying on it, flying without any restraint.

No strange beasts dared to roar, and no birds of prey dared to stop them.

Reggae planted his greatsword in the ground, opened his mouth wide, and made a hoarse sound from his throat.

All the surrounding soldiers stopped fighting.

Three thousand people did the same thing: look up at the sky.

The beam of light streaked across the sky.

Cut open this sky that has been shrouded in gray fog and blood for a century.

That figure.

Just like the young general recorded in history books.

Dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse.

His aura is as fierce as a tiger, capable of swallowing up thousands of miles.

……

They knew what this meant.

This is not a simple matter of killing monsters.

This is liberation!

This is the first time in a hundred years since the start of the Cataclysmic Era that humanity has truly pushed the battle line back to the lair of the alien beasts!

and.

They wiped them all out!

After a while.

The streak of light descended from the sky, but instead of landing on the ground, it hovered in front of the most conspicuous steel pillar of the abandoned television tower.

Shen Tian flipped his wrist.

The S-rank heavy sword, [Heavenly Sin], appeared in his hand.

This ferocious weapon, which once drank the blood of countless beast kings, now gleams with a chilling light under the sunlight.

"Clang!"

The blade is drawn.

The blade deflected.

Qi was injected.

The blade gleamed with a cold light.

Shen Tian held the knife in one hand and wrote with flowing strokes on the huge steel plate that had weathered a century of wind and rain and was already covered in rust.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Iron filings flew everywhere.

Each strike was accompanied by a sickening metallic tearing sound.

That's the wheel of history turning.

That was the roar of a nation's backbone, suppressed for a hundred years, at this moment.

Everyone stared wide-eyed.

One minute later.

Shen Tian sheathed his sword.

He turned around to face the three thousand pairs of fanatical eyes below, his cloak billowing wildly in the wind.

"All troops, listen to my command!"

Shen Tian's voice wasn't loud, but with the support of his mental power, it resounded clearly in everyone's ears, like a great bell.

Three thousand people on the ground instantly stood at attention.

The sound of heels hitting each other was perfectly synchronized.

"Use this tower as the boundary."

"The land extending three hundred miles behind us is all the territory of my Dragon Kingdom!"

"Tell the people of Jiangcheng."

"Tell those who died here."

Shen Tian suddenly waved his hand, pointing to the newly carved characters behind him, still radiating scorching heat:

"We've taken back this place!!!"

boom--!!!

In that instant, everyone's blood rushed to their head.

All that could be seen was that huge steel plate.

Eight powerful, menacing characters, like eight raging dragons, gleamed in the sunlight—

Moreover, every stroke contains a terrifying sword intent, like the clash of swords and the thunder of horses.

[Pacify the desolate lands and restore our homeland!]

Signature:

[Dragon Kingdom, Shen Tian.]

Zhao Gang's lips trembled, and tears streamed down his face.

It couldn't be stopped.

It's completely unstoppable.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Even Reggae couldn't hold back.

He slammed his fist into the ground.

A crater was smashed into the concrete floor.

Lin Qingyi covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking.

She looked at the black figure in the sky.

That boy was only seventeen years old.

At this moment.

That figure was taller than the TV tower behind them.

It is higher than the sky.

"It's back! We really got it back!"

"Long live the General!"

"Long live humanity!"

"roar--!!!"

"Long live the General! Long live the Commander-in-Chief!!!"

"We won! We won!!!"

At this moment, Shen Tian seemed to transform into the ultimate seductress.

It made more than three thousand tough men cry their eyes out.

No one can resist.

The suppressed emotions finally broke free at that moment.

The soldiers have gone mad.

Someone knelt on the ground, grabbed a handful of soil, and stuffed it into their mouth—it was the taste of their homeland.

Some people threw their hats into the air and hugged their comrades.

Others drew their swords and pounded their shields with deafening force.

To seal the wolf's lair and dwell in the Xu!

Inscribed on Yanran Mountain!

This is an achievement that only exists in legends.

It is a glory that no martial artist can even dream of.

And today.

That seventeen-year-old boy led them to achieve it.

He was standing there.

Standing at the highest point of the ruins, standing where the sun shines brightest.

No fancy words are needed.

That silhouette is the sharpest knife of this era!

That name is destined to be etched into the annals of the Dragon Kingdom, to be revered by future generations!

Looking at those eight large characters, Ah Fei couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his face.

He shakily raised his phone, took a picture of the figure, and posted it on his WeChat Moments.

The caption contained only two words:

【miracle.】

now.

For everyone present, the world consisted only of that boy and that battle flag fluttering in the wind.