I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1698 The end of the road

Jian Changsheng couldn't understand it.

Why are these arrogant and self-important demigods who were just moments ago unwilling to let him touch the sword hilt now rushing out to help him one after another...? Although they still have disdain for him in their eyes, their expressions are visibly solemn.

Jian Changsheng seemed to realize something, and silently called out to Bai Qi in his heart:

"……It's you?"

Bai Qi did not respond immediately.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally spoke softly:

"Since they can't see the situation clearly, then I will help them see it clearly... Although they are arrogant, they are, after all, famous generals of the past, who can see the situation of the world and know right from wrong."

“…Thank you.” Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and expressed his heartfelt gratitude.

It was Bai Qi's idea to use the ancient sword of Bingdao to kill Ji Zai. He even helped Jian Changsheng fight his way here and turned enemies into friends... Without him, Jian Changsheng could never have done it on his own.

"I am helping myself," Bai Qi replied calmly.

"Only by restarting the world can I have a chance to be reborn... Don't forget, in the next world, your body will belong to me."

"Cherish it while you can... This should be your last battle."

Jian Changsheng's hands clenched unconsciously.

Yes……

This was his last battle.

According to the oath, the body of "Jian Changsheng" in the next world will belong to Bai Qi... This world is about to end, and this last little bit of time before restarting is his last chance to say goodbye to everyone.

Om-! !

With the combined efforts of more than ten demigods of military strategy, this towering human sword slowly rose into the sky amidst tremors!

Even an eighth-rank Jian Changsheng couldn't possibly lift it, but the combined power of more than ten demigods of the God of War path absolutely exceeded the limits of this era...

The sword that draws out humanity's most powerful weapon has never been drawn by any single individual, but rather by the constellations of military strategists throughout the long river of human civilization.

"Stop straining, your strength is useless." A demigod of military strategy looked at Jian Changsheng and sneered.

Jian Changsheng:......

Just as Jian Changsheng was about to retort, the demigod spoke again:

“We can draw this sword, but we can’t see where the enemy is… Go up and guide the sword.”

"Remember, we only have one chance."

Jian Changsheng was slightly stunned.

Amidst a deafening roar, a dense, tangible black killing intent surged from the giant sword, churning Jian Changsheng, who was almost within reach, into a bloody mess!

As this giant sword, imbued with the blood and strife of humankind, was drawn, anything that came near it would be attacked indiscriminately… even Jian Changsheng, who had gained its approval, was no exception.

Even though Jian Changsheng was already at the eighth level, he couldn't withstand the wisp of killing intent that the human sword unintentionally emitted. If he stayed like this any longer, he would die sooner or later as his flesh and blood were completely obliterated.

Jian Changsheng couldn't imagine what it would be like if this sword were actually unleashed.

"……I see."

Holding the broken sword, Jian Changsheng moved like a dragon, nimbly soaring into the air towards the towering sword section!

As the ancient weapon was slowly drawn, the thick clouds in the sky were cleaved in two by the drifting killing intent, and the two surging seas of clouds rolled back to the sides as if they had touched magma...

Even the deep, frozen sea beside it was isolated by the invisible killing intent, and a straight crack running through the sea surface extended wildly in all directions as the giant sword rose!

……

Beneath the frozen sea.

A massive, blood-soaked shadow struggles and writhes in the murky seawater.

Sun Bumian's lion claws pierced deeply into Ji Zai's back. Under the blazing heat of the seven-colored flames, Ji Zai was like prey nailed to a trap of sharp steel teeth, bleeding and struggling to escape.

In front of the disaster site, a mutilated figure, its lantern tightly bound with bandages, floated up and down like withered grass in the churning water...

cluster--

With a soft sound, the left arm of the lion that had pierced Jizai's back burst into a brief burst of fire, then visibly dissipated and dimmed... gradually turning back into an ordinary human arm.

A flicker of anxiety flashed in Sun Bumian's bloodshot eyes.

The entanglements and battles along the way have exhausted all the accumulation of his thousands of reincarnations. He can no longer maintain his demigod status and can only watch helplessly as he gradually loses his power and his ability to control Ji Zai.

Sure enough, after the auspicious aura of the awakened lion faded, Jizai gradually recovered from the pain. It had been deliberately guided to approach the ancient treasure of the military path, but suddenly it changed direction, trying to shake off Sun Bumian on its back and fleeing away.

It seemed to sense some extremely dangerous aura brewing within the ancient treasure trove of military strategy!

"Almost..."

"We're almost at the Ancient Treasury of Military Strategy!!"

Sun Bumian watched helplessly as his power faded and his life force rapidly disappeared, utterly powerless. An unprecedented sense of despair and helplessness welled up in his heart...

Sun Bumian didn't know what Jian Changsheng's plan was. He only knew that even though he and Jiang Xiaohua had tried their best, they couldn't drive Ji Zai into the Bingdao Ancient Treasury. They couldn't kill Ji Zai, and all the sacrifices made by the members of the Twilight Society before this were in vain.

Just as Sun Bumian was feeling utterly despondent and hopeless, Jiang Xiaohua's desperate shouts resounded through the sky!

"—Spade!!!!!"

Jiang Xiaohua, with her messy, matted white hair flying wildly and only half her body and one arm remaining, seemed to have reached a dead end... But unlike Sun Bumian, she did not fall into despair and regret, but instead called out Jian Changsheng's name immediately.

He knew that he and Sun Bumian had failed, but... he believed in Jian Changsheng.

boom--! ! !

The next second, the surrounding seawater seemed to be cleaved in two by an invisible force, and two vertical walls of water with turbulent currents receded wildly, outlining a bottomless abyss beneath Ji Zai...

To the astonishment of Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua, a colossal sword that seemed to pierce the clouds was being slowly pulled from the ancient treasure trove of military strategy...

The clouds swirled wildly, and a murderous aura roared.

On that colossal sword of heaven and earth, a figure clad in armor, with black belts flaring wildly, soared into the sky like a dragon, then suddenly hovered directly above the sword's edge...

A black aura of killing intent swirled behind him. He gripped the broken sword in his right hand and made a sword-finger gesture with his left. His eyes were fixed on the enormous, wounded shadow between the giant waves that had been parted by the killing intent.

His eyes were filled with shock, bitterness, and overwhelming killing intent!

What price did the Twilight Society pay to inflict such damage on the taboo?

Jian Changsheng didn't see any of the other familiar members, and even Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua were in such a disheveled state for the first time...

They were truly at their wits' end.