It was an era of atrocities.

�The fact that good triumphs over evil is possible only in the history that has been wrapped up.�People love stories of heroes.�A hero who achieves victory over the setbacks he can handle and the adversity he can handle.�There is no truth in it.�In fact, no one wants to know the truth.�

Theraje, the oldest of mankind, wrapped up the history of the Empress in that way.

�But now it�s too much.�There�s no way to wrap this crazy world.�All we have left is the terrible truth, not history.�

Uorin pointed at Sirone.

�Shall I tell you the truth I see?�

Sirone waited patiently for an answer.

�It�s over, Sirone.�Good and evil, no matter who wins, the story of a beautiful hero is no longer written.�What remains is each person�s despair, remorse, anger, and���

Uorin said with her eyes shining.

�It is a pain.�

�Quaaaaa!�

Deep in the mountains of the Southern Continent, Gaold�s screams resonated terribly.

�Aww!�Aaaaaa!�

It was already the 2nd day.

He hadn�t even fought a battle, but now he was in great pain just because he was alive.

�mister!�are you okay?�

Gangnan shakes her face with tears in her eyes, but Gaold�s face only gets more distorted.

�it hurts.�it hurts���

A voice leaking out in an unconscious state.

His hair was washed white, his eyes completely turned inside out, and he twitched while biting crab foam.

It was a scene that Jiangnan had witnessed dozens of times in the south.

�Quaaaaaa!�

Gauld crawled across the ground on his face as the pain knew no bounds.

Ten fingers raised to their feet frantically scratched the ground, but no one could bear the pain for him.

�die??????

Tears flowed down Kang Nan�s cheeks.

�I�d rather die!�I mean just die!�What are you doing living like this any longer!�

Miro was resentful.

�Let�s go to Zion right now!�kill them all!�Let�s do whatever we want and finish it!�

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