Chapter 1348 Illusion or History?

"Clank clank—"

A burst of severe and sharp pain exploded in Lu Jiuque's mind like fireworks, as if something was about to take her breath away and fill her soul.

It wasn't until Lu Jiuque's eyebrows ached that he suddenly recovered his breathing like a rescued drowning person.

The mist dissipated, but at this time Lu Jiuque was already dripping with cold sweat and his limbs were cold. She quickly raised her eyes to see that the sea was already in the past...

The desert stretched all the way from her feet, as if going to the end of the world.

The world is lonely, everything is nothingness, and she is the only one.

This is... hallucination? !

Lu Jiuque immediately stretched out his hand and pinched himself hard, the pain spread down the spine.

No, this is not an illusion.

Where is she? !

Lu Jiuque took two steps forward, and blurted out a name: "The Great Demon King! Di Shifang..."

The only answers to Lu Jiuque were the rustling wind and the yellow sand all over the sky.

Suddenly a bad premonition welled up in his heart, Lu Jiuque let go of his voice and shouted: "Di Shifang! Great Demon King!"

The surroundings were as empty as before, as if there was nothing but her.

But soon, this situation was broken.

"Clang clang—"

The voice that pulled her into this land filled with yellow sand resounded again, stronger, louder, and more shocking than the first voice...

It seems that there are clanking iron cavalry coming across the mountains and rivers.

It fell from the sky? !

Lu Jiuque immediately raised his eyes to look, and was shocked by what he saw in front of him!

But above her head, there are thousands of feet of green peaks, ten thousand feet of grand plans, swords, lights and swords hanging upside down, and blood dancing streams of light pouring down...

A magnificent scene of carnage,

It is slowly emerging from the boundless sky.

That is!

Tens of thousands of people are fierce and empty!

That is!

Thousands of star soul war beasts are ready to go!

And on the opposite side of this endless strong man, something is fermenting, boiling, converging into a torrent, roaring and crushing!

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jiuque saw that the all-conquering human battle line was smashed apart, the blood plasma burst in midair, the sky was crushed, and the avenue was obliterated...

The flames of war exploded!

A bloody storm broke out!

Scenes!

Sections!

Very realistic!

It was as if their heads were cut off right in front of her, their bodies were destroyed right in front of her, and their souls were annihilated right in front of her!

Blood donation spurted wildly, and the wreckage scattered.

Lu Jiuque could even feel the surging, viscous, scorching, and desperate breath of death coming from the battlefield, washing her soul over and over again.

Strangely, she was far away from the battlefield, and the faces that should have been blurred fell into her eyes and miraculously became clear.

It's not that their faces are clear, it's not that their appearance is clear, it's that the fighting spirit in their eyes is clear, it's that the unyielding expressions on their faces are clear...

She saw it!

Those proud and fighting spirits who will never back down in the face of fall and destruction!

Lu Jiuque didn't know how long she had stood here, until the hero died, until the bones were white, until everything was silent...

Is this a heroic elegy written with blood donation and life?

Is it a chapter of history books that has been annihilated by history and forgotten by the world?

Or a phantom? !

Lu Jiuque didn't know either. She lowered her eyes and stretched out her hand to cover her heart that was beating fast because of the shock. After recovering, she slowly closed her eyes.

That picture circulated in her soul, that shock was imprinted in her eyes, and that throbbing was carved in her soul.

Everything turned into a vortex, pulling her into the abyss...