jdhmnovel Chapter 281 The human race is immortal and the torch is passed on!
Chapter 281 The human race is immortal and the torch is passed on!
The Titan stood on the battlefield, his body like a towering mountain, emitting a suffocating and terrifying pressure.
This pressure spread out in all directions like an invisible wave, making the surrounding air heavy and oppressive.
His body seemed like a moving fortress, and every step he took made the earth tremble.
His skin, originally as hard as rock, now began to shimmer with a strange light.
Lines of lightning surged out from deep within his body, like winding silver snakes, constantly moving across his stone-like skin.
These lightning patterns emitted a dazzling blue-purple light, and each flash was accompanied by a crackling sound of electric arcs, as if even the air was being torn apart.
The Titan's body became extremely bright under the reflection of lightning.
His body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of lightning armor, and every muscle exuded a powerful sense of strength.
His one arm was raised high, and the huge arm was like a giant pillar supporting the sky, reaching into the clouds.
His movements were full of power and majesty, as if the entire sky was under his control.
His one arm drew a perfect arc in the air, and then slowly rose up, as if to hold up the entire sky.
His body leaned back slightly, and all his strength was concentrated on that one arm.
The power of thunder and lightning continued to gather in his arms, forming a powerful energy vortex.
The air around his arms was twisting violently, as if distorted by a powerful force.
Then, the Titan roared loudly:
"Titan's Wrath!!!"
His voice was like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.
He swung his one arm forward suddenly, and his palm opened rapidly in the air, as if to tear the entire sky apart.
As he moved, a lightning spear that pierced the sky instantly condensed in the air.
This thunder spear emitted a dazzling light, like a lightning bolt falling from the sky, pointing straight to the sky.
Its surface is covered with dense lightning patterns, and every flash releases a powerful energy fluctuation.
This thunder spear not only contains powerful destructive power, but also carries the endless anger and majesty of the Titan.
The Titan held the thunder spear high in his hand, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he wanted to completely destroy all enemies.
The Titan's Thunder Spear condensed and took shape in the air, emitting a terrifying pressure, as if it was a weapon condensed from the most violent power in the sky.
Its target is the Humanitarian Torch Dragon controlled by Zhang Yun.
The Thunder Spear was like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, carrying with it endless destructive power.
It came in an instant, cutting through the sky with a deafening roar, as if it was going to tear into pieces everything that stood in its way.
Zhang Yun's consciousness is closely connected with the dragon of the flame of humanity. He can clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the thunder spear projected by Titan.
The power was like a violent thunder and lightning storm, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, and even shook Zhang Yun's consciousness.
He could feel that this spear of thunder was not just a simple attack, but a concentrated outburst of the Titan's anger and power, enough to destroy all obstacles in its way.
Zhang Yun's expression was solemn, and there was a hint of seriousness and vigilance in his eyes.
He was fully aware of the danger he was facing.
Because his real body is not here, but through his consciousness, he controls the dragon of humanity formed by the fire of Zhao Kongcheng.
Although this method of control gives him great power, it also creates a certain distance between him and his original body, making him need to be more cautious and careful when dealing with such a powerful attack.
He knew in his heart that although the original fire that Zhao Kongcheng possessed had infinite potential, endless possibilities and powerful power, Zhao Kongcheng's current realm was only the sea realm.
This means that although the Flame of Humanity has demonstrated amazing power, it is not strong enough to completely resist an attack of this level from the Titans.
At this moment, although Zhao Kongcheng had just experienced the rebirth of his body, his vitality was as vigorous and blazing as the rising sun.
But when he saw the terrifying thunder spear falling from the sky, his heart was instantly filled with endless worry and fear.
His eyes were fixed on the lightning spear that was flashing with blue-purple light. It was an almost suffocating fear, as if the whole world had become small and fragile at this moment.
His heartbeat was pounding so hard in his chest that it seemed to be about to burst through the confines of his ribs.
His hands were clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving deep marks.
His breathing became rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed like a struggle against the fear in his heart.
He could clearly feel the pressure, which was like an invisible mountain, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"This pressure is too terrifying, as if it is going to destroy the world." Zhao Kongcheng muttered silently in his heart, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.
He had never imagined that he would face such a powerful force, a force that seemed to be beyond human imagination and even beyond the world's tolerance.
At the same time, the soldiers of the Xinhuo Legion also felt this terrifying pressure.
Although they were ready for battle, their resistance seemed insignificant in the face of this destructive force that seemed to come from the sky.
Their bodies are shaking,
As if frightened by this power, everyone was trying hard to resist, but the powerful pressure continued to surge into their hearts like a tide, making them feel extremely depressed.
The soldiers knelt on the ground one by one.
Their bodies were oppressed and unable to move, as if they were tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand.
Their faces were filled with fear and helplessness, and their eyes flashed with despair.
Their breathing became rapid and difficult, as if even breathing was a luxury.
They tried to struggle and tried to stand up, but the powerful force was like a mountain, pressing down on them and making them unable to move.
Zhang Yun's consciousness tightly controlled the Dragon of Humanity. His voice came out from the dragon's mouth, with a hint of ridicule and ease:
"Old Zhao! Are you scared? Hahaha!"
His laughter echoed across the battlefield.
The corners of Zhao Kongcheng's mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
He raised his head and responded loudly:
"If you say that, I, Zhao Kongcheng, will be scared! I'm not even afraid of death! What else can I be afraid of!"
There was a firmness and fearlessness in his voice, as if no fear could touch his heart.
Although his body trembled slightly under the pressure, his eyes were as hard as steel.
Zhang Yun's voice sounded again, with a hint of appreciation:
"As expected of General Zhao Kongcheng!"
When Zhao Kongcheng heard Zhang Yun call him "General Zhao Kongcheng", his face turned slightly red and he looked a little embarrassed.
He was not used to being called that by people he knew, especially at such a life-or-death moment.
He lowered his head slightly and said softly:
"Zhang Yun, can you handle this? This giant's moves are quite powerful!"
There was a hint of worry in his voice, but his tone remained firm.
He raised his head and glanced at the surrounding soldiers of the Xinhuo Legion, those brothers who were pinned to the ground by the pressure.
There was a flicker of pain in his eyes, as if he was worried about their safety.
He continued:
"If you can't handle it, that's fine. I, Old Zhao, have lived a fulfilled life. It's just that my brothers in the Xinhuo Corps have suffered."
His voice was choked a little, but he quickly regained his composure.
A helpless smile appeared on his face.
Zhang Yun's voice suddenly became serious and firm, and he said loudly:
“Old Zhao!!!
Although your strength is a little weak!
But you are my spokesperson!
How could I let you die?
That would be very embarrassing.”
There was a hint of ridicule in his tone, but more of it was a sense of responsibility and respect for Zhao Kongcheng.
His words revealed an unquestionable determination, as if telling Zhao Kongcheng that no matter how great the difficulties were, he would not give up.
When Zhao Kongcheng heard the word "spokesperson", his expression instantly became strange, and his face twitched slightly, as if the word made him feel helpless and embarrassed.
But my heart was also filled with emotion.
Zhang Yun continued, his voice filled with solemnity and power:
"The flame of humanity is a powerful spiritual force!
It is the immortal will of humanity!
It’s the flame of hope!!!”
Each of his words seemed to carry a sacred power, echoing across the battlefield, as if awakening the power deep within everyone's heart.
"Old Zhao! Have your soldiers recite with me: The human race will never be destroyed, and the torch will be passed on!!!"
Zhang Yun's voice was like a war drum, passionate and powerful, as if calling on everyone's courage and faith.
Zhao Kongcheng reacted instantly, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, as if Zhang Yun's words ignited the fire in his heart.
He turned around suddenly, facing the soldiers behind him, and shouted an order:
"All troops, listen up!
Chant after me:
The human race is immortal and the torch will be passed on!!!"
There was an unquestionable majesty in his voice, as if at this moment, he was not only Zhao Kongcheng, but also the leader of everyone.
When the soldiers heard Zhao Kongcheng's words, their faces became firm and their eyes flashed with determination.
They seemed to be infected by some powerful force. Although their bodies were still trembling under the pressure, their eyes became extremely firm.
They spoke in unison, their voices resounding like a mighty bell, echoing throughout the battlefield:
"The human race will never be destroyed, and the torch will be passed on!!!"
"The human race will never be destroyed, and the torch will be passed on!!!"
"The human race will never be destroyed, and the torch will be passed on!!!"
This sound was like a powerful torrent that instantly broke through the shackles of oppression and made everyone feel a powerful force.
This is not only a resonance of voices, but also a resonance of hearts. It seems that at this moment, everyone is united by a powerful belief and becomes an indivisible whole.
At the same time, under the command of Zhao Kongcheng, the soldiers of the Xinhuo Corps shouted in unison, "The human race will not be destroyed, and the torch will be passed on!"
At this moment, a magical power was awakened in their bodies.
The fire in the soldiers' bodies suddenly burned fiercely, and the originally weak flame became hot and bright in an instant like a lit torch.
These flames seemed to be ignited by some mysterious force and began to burn violently in the soldiers' bodies, releasing powerful energy.
As the fire burned, the soldiers' bodies were enveloped in a layer of warm light.
Their skin was slightly flushed, as if illuminated by the flames.
Then, the firewood began to fly out of the soldiers' bodies, like burning fireballs, hovering above everyone's head.
These flames flickered in the air, emitting dazzling light, as if they were the embodiment of the soldiers' inner beliefs.