I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

More and more people followed behind Grandma.

An elderly person, a child, a mother holding a baby, and a wounded soldier with bandages wrapped around his neck.

They walked slowly, but no one stopped.

As the god of calamity looked at the vast, dark sea of ​​people, he sensed something he could not comprehend for the first time.

It understands power, it understands destruction, it understands fear.

But it doesn't understand why these fragile humans can still stand up after losing everything.

"You... lunatics."

For the first time, a hint of wavering appeared in its voice.

The god of calamity went berserk.

It thought that killing a few people would scatter these ants.

It's wrong.

For every one that falls, ten more surge in.

With each splatter of blood, their eyes gleamed a little brighter.

An elderly woman with white hair collapsed on the riverbank, and immediately more than a dozen young people rushed up behind her.

A teenager was swallowed by the black mist, but the stone he was clutching still flew towards the God of Calamity, hitting its scales with a very faint sound.

"madman."

The God of Calamity roared and swept away dozens of civilians who rushed up with a single palm strike.

"You're all crazy!"

No one answered it.

People just kept rushing forward.

They had no superpowers, no spiritual power, only pairs of eyes that still shone brightly in despair.

As the god of calamity looked at the vast, dark sea of ​​people, a feeling he had never experienced before arose in his heart for the first time.

It took it a long time to recognize what it was.

It is fear.

It, a god, was actually afraid of a group of humans who didn't even have superpowers.

This realization enraged it completely.

It can't go on like this.

It wants to kill everyone at once.

It raised its hands, and two jet-black orbs of light condensed in its palms.

The sphere of light expands, grows larger, and grows even larger.

Black mist surged wildly from its body, blotting out the sky and blocking out the sunlight that had just pierced through.

The sand and stones on the riverbank were sucked up and flew up, and the river water began to flow backward.

The power of those two orbs of light was enough to wipe out the entire defensive line, the entire riverbank, and all the living people.

"Go to hell, all of you."

Its sound was like ten thousand thunderbolts exploding at the same time.

Just as it was about to smash down the ball of light, a beam of light shone from the void.

The light came from nothing to something, from darkness to light, from a very far place to a very near place.

It was like a sword cleaving down from the sky, splitting the dark fog that blotted out the sun.

Sunlight poured down from the cracks like a golden waterfall, falling on the faces of everyone who looked up.

Then, everyone saw it.

Gu Yan stood on the river.

He just stood there.

There was no boat, no ice, no support beneath my feet; I was simply standing on the slowly flowing river.

His clothes were tattered and covered in blood and ash.

But he was surrounded by a very faint golden halo.

The halo wasn't dazzling, yet it made everyone afraid to look directly at it.

His pupils turned into an extreme seven colors, like two gems containing the entire starry sky.

He stood there, like a god who had stepped out of an ancient myth.

The riverbank was quiet for a moment.

Then, a hoarse voice broke the silence.

"It's Commander Gu!"

The shouts spread like wildfire.

The fire spread from the riverbank to the trenches, from the trenches to the rear, and from the rear to every street in Jinghai City.

The soldiers threw down their guns and embraced each other, weeping bitterly.

The nurses knelt on the ground, their hands clasped together.

The old woman with the cane shakily raised her head, tears streaming from her cloudy eyes and down the wrinkles on her face.

"My child... my child has returned..."

A little girl peeked out from behind her mother.

Her face was covered in dust, and she had two messy little braids.

She looked up at the glowing figure on the river and asked in a childish voice.

"Mommy, is that the fairy brother?"

Her mother knelt down and hugged her daughter.

Her face was covered in tears, but she was smiling.

She nodded vigorously, her voice a mix of crying and laughing, as if she were crying out all the grievances she had held for the past three years.

"Yes."

"He is an immortal."

"He is our god."

The little girl nodded as if she understood, then raised her chubby little hand and waved at the figure on the river.

She called out.

"Go, fairy brother!"

That childish cry was exceptionally clear on the quiet riverbank.

Then, more children's voices rang out.

"Go, fairy brother!"

"Defeat the giant monster!"

"Keep it up!"

The adults started shouting too.

Soldiers, nurses, the elderly, all the living.

The shouts merged into one, like ocean waves, like mountain roars, like the land that had been ravaged by the Black Tide for too long finally giving voice again.

The girls all saw it too.

Fu Wanqing leaned against Fu Shiwei, no longer feeling the pain from her broken leg.

She looked at the figure on the river, tears streaming down her face, but a big smile spread across her face.

She punched Fu Shiwei's shoulder hard, her voice a mix of crying and laughing.

"Sister, look, he's back."

"He really came back."

Fu Shiwei remained silent.

She gave a very, very faint laugh.

The smile was very small, but her eyes were full of light.

Her lips moved, as if to say, "I knew it all along."

Chiyomiya Hanyu stood up, supporting himself with the broken half of his sword.

Her kimono was so faded that its original color was no longer visible, but she still stood ramrod straight.

She bowed slightly in Gu Yan's direction, as if performing a gesture only she herself understood.

Tears clung to her eyelashes, but she didn't wipe them away.

Shen Youyao's two personalities both fell silent at the same time.

Their shared eyes were brimming with tears.

Youyao thought to herself, "Brother Gu Yan, you're back."

Youwei thought to herself, "Damn it, why did you make us wait so long?"

Lin Jinyu and Pei Yuran supported each other.

One was covered in blood, the other was shattered ice crystals.

They didn't speak, they just stared at the glowing figure on the river.

Lin Jinyu's tears washed away the blood on her face, leaving two white streaks.

Pei Yuran didn't cry, but she gripped Lin Jinyu's hand tightly.

Cecilia emerged from the void and stood not far behind Gu Yan.

There were still tear stains on her face, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

She looked at him, the golden light reflected in her icy blue pupils.

She had waited far too long for this day.

The god of calamity's expression changed completely.

It looked at Gu Yan, its golden left eye and purple right eye contracting simultaneously.

It sensed it.

That aura.

The true God.

Moreover, it is a god that can threaten it.

Its orbs of light were still held above its head, but for the first time it felt that the two orbs of light were as light as two jokes.

Its voice trembled with a very subtle tremor, which it itself did not even notice.

"impossible."

"How could you possibly... actually cross that threshold?"

"How many years did it take us to finally reach that door?"

"You, a human being, a mere ant in your twenties..."