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Behind the dilapidated defenses, Tantai Yue looked at her dying father and wept uncontrollably.

She had thought that she had made various contingency plans and that these tragedies would not happen.

But the power of the dead was far too great, far greater than the information given by Mr. Death.

The moment the two sides made contact, the defensive line built up by the entire region collapsed instantly, and countless professionals turned into the dead, turning their blades on their comrades who were fighting side by side just a second ago.

But if that were all, Tantai Qingxuan, who possesses top-tier combat power in the seventh rank, wouldn't be facing a near-death situation.

Tantai Yue turned her head and looked at the people who were fleeing in a sorry state, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes.

"Why, why do you have to protect these trash! I don't understand. Last time you were set up, these guys just stood by and watched, even waiting to profit from your suffering!"

Tantai Qingxuan fell silent. After a moment, he sighed softly:

"They are hateful, but I chose to fight to the last moment, not entirely for them, but for you and your mother, for our other neighbors, friends, relatives, and millions of innocent people."

"Saving the world doesn't require heroes, but... it does require sacrifice."

Tantai Qingxuan smiled gently, raised his hand, as if stroking his daughter's head from afar, or as if saying goodbye.

"Go, Little Moon, you can kill those deserters as you please, but don't harbor resentment towards this world."

"There are fools in this world who are smarter and more powerful than me. You will work with them to bring a better future to this world."

His voice echoed between heaven and earth, only to be drowned out by the roars of the dead and the howls of the Dark Frost Dragon.

On the back of the Darkfrost Death Dragon, a gaze fell upon him, followed by a cold voice:

"The seventh sequence, it seems that today, a new overlord will ascend the throne under the guidance of death."

Sensing the suffocating aura emanating from him, Tantai Qingxuan's gaze sharpened:

"A tyrant-level undead...?"

At the same time, several auras of the same magnitude soared into the sky and rapidly surrounded him.

All avenues of life between heaven and earth were completely sealed off, and the raging death power within his body grew increasingly violent.

Tantai Qingxuan felt that another soul was being born within him, and his consciousness began to blur.

But he suddenly burst into laughter, and even his back, which had been hunched over from the serious injury, straightened up again.

"Hahahaha, so what if you're a hegemon? I'll show you what I'm made of today!"

Tantai Qingxuan raised his spear and stood atop the dilapidated city wall, facing the endless dead alone.

"Come!"

"Father!"

Tantai Yue cried out and was about to step forward to help when her mother stopped her.

"Don't let your dad's hard work go to waste."

Liu Jie forced a smile onto her lips, then grabbed Tantai Yue's shoulder and shoved her backward.

The magical power surged forth, yet it was like a gentle breeze, carrying Tantai Yue swiftly away.

"Little Moon, you must take good care of yourself from now on."

After saying that, she turned her head, preparing to face the final moment with her lover.

However, an invisible force burst forth, pushing her toward Tantai Yue.

"Tantai Qingxuan!"

Liu Jie roared, her eyes instantly turning red.

"Let me stand up for myself this last time."

Tantai Qingxuan tilted his head slightly and laughed heartily:

"Let's go, don't look back."

After he finished speaking, his expression instantly turned solemn, and a terrifying killing intent rose from his body, soaring straight into the sky.

"Killing one is no loss, killing two is a huge profit!"

Tantai Qingxuan leaped up, his spear like a dragon, and fiercely stabbed at the undead overlord on the Dark Frost Death Dragon.

Beneath him, an endless stream of the dead surged up like a tide, some of them already clinging to his trouser legs.

"die!"

Tantai Qingxuan roared, his energy severing his feet, his killing intent unabated.

"It's no use. Death is a new beginning for us. We are already at the end of the world. Your resistance is meaningless."

The dead overlord said coldly, without joy or sorrow.

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The spear pierced his chest, and the violent force nearly tore his upper body to pieces.

"It's done!"

Tantai Qingxuan's heart stirred slightly.

However, exploring the infinite possibilities of science fiction is all within the category navigation. The ravaged head of the Undead Overlord turned slightly, its remaining half-eyeball staring at him without any fluctuation.

It's like getting bitten by a mosquito.

At the gap in the body, the power of death surged, and the body of the Overlord of the Dead was almost instantly restored to wholeness.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of pitch-black death energy, like snakes, crawled up the gun barrel and onto Tantai Qingxuan's body.

"Is this... the end of it...?"

Tantai Qingxuan gave a bitter smile, his consciousness slowly fading.

The revolving lanterns of yesteryear flashed before my eyes and vanished in an instant, like a dream bubble.

Gradually, when the images of his daughter and wife flashed by again, he felt no emotion whatsoever, as if he were recalling two strangers.

"No...no! How could I, how could I forget them!"

A struggle flashed in Tantai Qingxuan's eyes. He raised his hand with trembling hands and took out an old piece of parchment.

The parchment was covered with intricate runes, as if drawn with blood, yet exuding grandeur and majesty, like a king's decree.

"This was given by a highly skilled alchemist; it may be able to ward off death."

My daughter's voice seemed to be ringing in my ears again.

Tantai Qingxuan remembers that he just smiled at the time, thinking it was just a little trinket his daughter had gotten from somewhere, something to keep on his person for psychological comfort.

After all, even the world cannot fight against death, let alone humans?

"I never imagined I would rely on something of unknown origin to save my life."

Tantai Qingxuan chuckled inwardly, and while his consciousness was still clear, he bit the tip of his tongue and dripped it onto the parchment.

Wow!

Within the pitch-black power of death, a tiny flame ignited, so inconspicuous, yet so impossible to ignore.

"Hmm? This familiar power..."

The Overlord of the Dead felt a stirring in his heart, and for the first time, emotion flickered in his eyes.

This tiny flame reminded him of the fat man who had once hurt him.

He felt a vague unease and reached out to grab the wisp of flame.

But the flame, along with the power of death, disappeared into Tantai Qingxuan's body.

"Did it disappear, or...?"

The Overlord of the Dead frowned slightly, preparing to draw out the power of death from Tantai Qingxuan's body and kill him completely.

On the path of death's reign over the world, not even a small pebble is allowed to get in the way!

"roar!"

The Darkfrost Dragon roared, opening its mouth to unleash a devastating dragon breath.

But just a second before the dragon's breath was about to erupt, a long spear pierced through the air, penetrating the mouth of the Dark Frost Death Dragon and emerging from the top of its head.

"Awooooo!"

The Dark Frost Dragon let out a mournful scream and struggled desperately, but like meat on a skewer, it could not escape an inch from the man in front of it.

"Um?"

The Overlord of the Dead exclaimed in surprise and looked at Tantai Qingxuan.

The latter exuded a terrifying power of death, seemingly even stronger than his own.

Those eyes held neither joy nor sorrow, only the tranquility of death.

"Death Mentor, keep your beast in check."

Tantai Qingxuan said coldly.

After a moment of silence, the death mentor nodded in response.

Tantai Qingxuan casually drew his spear, turned around, and looked into the distance.

"Let's go, let's bring death to the world."

Following the commands of the newly wielded Death Spear, endless undead roared and surged into the distance.

"No problem. The power of death cannot be resisted by a single spark."

The doubts in the mind of the Death Mentor Lu Jin disappeared, and he rode the Dark Frost Death Dragon to catch up with the army of the dead.

But he didn't see the flash of crimson-gold light in the pale eyes of Tantai Qingxuan, who stood still in place.

Tantai Qingxuan's feelings were extremely complicated.

He is now dead, but not entirely dead.

It seems that due to the [seed of fire] within him, although he was transformed by the power of death, he still retained his consciousness.

"You truly can defy death! Lord of birth and death, of fire, who exactly are you...?"

Following the guidance of the [Fire Seed], Tantai Qingxuan looked towards the northwest.

There, a throne seemed to stand majestically.

On the throne, a figure slowly turned his head, casting a surprised glance with his crimson-gold eyes.