After a long silence, the first moment that rang in this world was the host's scream.

With this cheer, the long roar was broken.

The earth, which had been shrouded in despair for many years, finally burst out with unprecedented joy at this moment.

The couples hug each other.

The children howled bitterly.

The women knelt on the ground, glad they were alive.

The men were filled with tears.

The believers knelt on the ground and thanked Allah for His blessing.

The long-suppressed emotions were released like never before at the moment the World Tree fell.

People all over the world held together and celebrated their victory.

Not long after, the sky-high fireworks were lit up.

The festive sound of firecrackers resounds through the sky.

The post-war wasteland is now as festive as the Chinese New Year.

Everyone was cheering, everyone was laughing, everyone was in tears.

Humanity, who remains gloomy, has once again ushered in the light.

The lifeless earth seemed to be alive again.

Feeling the hope that filled the air, the man who had been fighting for half his life showed a happy smile on his blood-stained face.

Then, the man's thin body fell with a thud.

He succeeded.

He did it.

His mission is also over.

He was too tired.

It’s not just physical fatigue, but soul fatigue.

At this time, Ye Fan was undoubtedly dying.

Although his heart was beating, the wounds on his body that had been pierced by the World Tree were still bleeding. JrNovels.com