King Guang

Ten years. A whole decade of bloody fighting. The king of men falls. The desolate king fell. King Qian fell. King Qing fell. King Victory falls. King Lan falls. King Huai fell. The king of medicine fell. King Hong fell. The king of weapons fell. The true king fell. One after another, eleven of the twelve kings fell to the bloody ground. One hundred and twenty thousand soldiers, one by one, turned into withered bones on the battlefield. In the end, only King Guang was left, with the remaining Guangbe warriors struggling to hold on in this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. Several more years passed. Hirobe's flag also fell. The moment the last Guangbe soldier fell, King Guang knelt among the corpses and looked around—— Twelve battle flags, all broken. One hundred and twenty thousand brothers were all killed in battle. All eleven of his brothers died. He was the only one left in the human race. "... Is it over?" King Guang murmured to himself. His body was riddled with holes, his mana was almost exhausted, and he barely had the strength to stand up. But he raised his head and looked to the opposite side - although more than half of the hundred thousand demon army had been destroyed, the remaining number was still unmatched by the human race. What's even more frightening is that the passage between the outer world and the human world has been opened wide. As long as this door is not closed, the army of all races can continuously pour into the human world and completely crush the last fire of the human race. King Guang slowly stood up.