Chen Budao

Ten years of life and death, two worlds apart. I try not to think of you, yet I cannot forget. A lonely grave a thousand miles away, with no one to share my sorrow. Even if we met again, you might not recognize me: dust covers my face, and my temples are white as frost. Beneath a blood-red moon, a young man with the beauty of an immortal watched as the black abyss grew ever wider. Hundreds of millions of grotesque extraterrestrial demons poured out of it like a flood... The young man stood in the air, clad in golden armor and gripping the Dao-Slaying Divine Halberd. “Humanity! Where are you?” His voice rang across the entire battlefield. “Here! Here! Here!” The two hundred million human warriors still standing roared in unison. “Our nation lies behind us! We have nowhere left to retreat! Today, my comrades, join me in sending those beasts to meet our fallen brothers!” “Humanity! Fight to the death!!!!” The young man gripped his halberd and pointed it at the black abyss, roaring: “Humanity!” “Fight to the death!” With death in their hearts, the two hundred million human warriors charged at an enemy many times their number.