The World Is Not Taoist

Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely grave, no place to talk about desolation Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. Under the blood moon, a young man who looked like an immortal watched the black hole in the abyss getting bigger and bigger, and hundreds of millions of ferocious-looking extraterrestrial demons pouring out of it like a flood... The young man was wearing a golden battle armor and standing in the air holding a divine halberd. "Human race! Where is it!" The young people's voices spread throughout the battlefield "Here! Here! Here!" The remaining 200 million human warriors roared in unison "Our country is behind us! We have no way to retreat!!! Today! Please, gentlemen and this emperor, send those beasts to see their dead compatriots! "Human race! Fight to the death! ! ! ! The young man held the halberd tightly in his hand, pointed at the black hole of the abyss, and roared "Human race!" "Fight to the death!" Two hundred million human warriors, determined to die, launched a charge against an enemy several times their size.