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

Elena swayed slightly.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Why?

Her voice sounded as if it were squeezed out from deep in her throat, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

\"Because you are the king.\"

\"Because your people will not accept a king who is pregnant with a human child.\"

\"Because my people will not accept a king who leads an army of foreigners.\"

Gu Yan spoke slowly and deliberately, each word sounding as if it had been pulled from blood.

\"Even if we cease hostilities today, your people will rebel against you tomorrow, and my people will rebel against me the day after tomorrow.\"

\"The war will continue.\"

\"The hatred will only deepen.\"

\"Our children will live in a world without peace.\"

\"I don\'t want our children to be seen as sinners by everyone from the day they are born.\"

He paused.

The wind blew across his face, making the stray hairs on his forehead fly wildly.

Something was gleaming in his eyes, but he didn\'t let it fall.

\"Therefore, there is only one way.\"

\"You and I, let\'s settle this with a decisive battle.\"

\"The winner decides everything.\"

\"The loser is out.\"

\"This is the only way to end all of this.\"

Elena looked at him.

Her tears finally fell.

Tears welled up in her golden eyes and streamed down her pale cheeks.

She raised her hand and touched the corner of her eye very, very lightly.

She touched her tears.

She paused for a moment, as if realizing for the first time that she could cry.

\"So, these are the tears of you humans.\"

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like she was talking to herself.

\"I\'ve lived so long and read so many books.\"

\"I\'ve been wondering what tears really feel like.\"

\"Now I understand.\"

\"It\'s hot.\"

She remained silent for a long time.

The battlefield was deathly silent.

The wind blew across the riverbank, carrying with it the smells of blood and gunpowder.

Everyone was looking at her.

Humans and angels alike were watching her.

She is waiting.

I\'ll make the final decision myself.

Then she raised her head and looked at Gu Yan again.

There were no more tears or hesitation in her golden eyes.

Her gaze was calm and resolute, like a sword already drawn from its sheath.

\"it is good.\"

I promise you.

Humans and angels began to retreat.

The two sides separated slowly from the riverbank, like two receding tides.

Humans retreated to the west of Jinghai City, and angels retreated to the east of Jinghai City.

The entire city of Jinghai was emptied out, becoming a battlefield for the two of them.

Traces of the Kuroshio Current\'s rampage over the past three years still remain on the streets.

The dilapidated high-rise buildings resembled gnawed skeletons, black vines grew on the cracked road surface, and charred trees swayed gently in the wind.

The last rays of the setting sun peeked through the clouds, casting a dark gold hue over the scarred city.

Gu Yan stood in the west of the city.

He looked down at his hands.

The Demon-Slaying Blade was broken, and he had no weapon in his hand.

He still has his fists.

And mental strength.

And the hopes of everyone behind him.

He took a deep breath and walked toward the city center.

He walked slowly, each step landing on the cracked pavement.

His shadow was stretched long by the setting sun, like a silent road sign.

Elena stood in the east of the city.

She gripped the golden spear tightly, and the twelve wings on her back slowly unfolded.

Those were wings she had never fully spread in front of others.

Each feather seemed to be formed from pure light, and the moment it unfolded, the entire sky was illuminated.

The light fell on the ruins, on the river, and into the eyes of everyone who looked up.

She gently flapped her wings and flew towards the city center.

They met in the sky above the central square of Jinghai City.

There was no dialogue.

No hesitation.

The two figures collided at the same instant.

Gu Yan\'s fist collided with Elena\'s gun in mid-air, and the shockwave spread outwards, causing all the buildings around the square to collapse.

Glass shards rained down from the sky like a storm, and reinforced concrete was torn apart like pieces of paper.

The seven-colored light intertwined with the golden holy light, like two angry dragons tearing at the ruins in the sky.

Gu Yan punched Elena\'s gun, sending her flying dozens of meters away.

Elena thrust her spear forward, the tip slicing a bloody gash across Gu Yan\'s shoulder.

Instead of retreating, Gu Yan advanced, grabbed the gun barrel, and delivered a knee strike to Elena\'s abdomen.

Elena grunted and flapped her wings violently, sending him flying.

Gu Yan steadied herself in mid-air, bracing her feet against the wall of a dilapidated building to bounce back.

The two clashed again, their fists and gunshots intertwining.

They fought from the square to the riverbank, from the riverbank to the city center, and from the city center to the sky.

Each collision caused the earth to tremble and the sky to change color.

High-rise buildings collapsed one by one in their aftershocks, like dominoes.

Jinghai City was reduced to even greater ruins in their battle.

But no one backed down.

No one stopped.

Gu Yan knew she couldn\'t hold on for much longer.

His stamina had been depleted in the previous battle.

Every time he throws a punch, it\'s as if he\'s burning his own life force.

Elena knows him too well.

She anticipated his every move and blocked all his routes.

His punches slowed down, and his breathing became heavier.

He was covered in wounds, and blood stained half the street.

Elena was also injured.

Several feathers were torn from her wings by Gu Yan, and her robe was stained with blood.

But she was in much better condition than Gu Yan.

Her gun moved faster and became more accurate.

She cornered him on the riverbank embankment.

Gu Yan leaned against the broken embankment, panting heavily.

His vision began to blur, and his legs felt slightly weak.

\"Gu Yan\".

\"You won\'t last much longer.\"

Elena stood in mid-air, holding a gun.

Her voice trembled slightly, but she still pointed the gun at him.

\"Give up.\"

I will treat you well.

\"You will be my husband.\"

\"I will treat your friends the best.\"

\"Let\'s stop fighting.\"

\"Just for...our children.\"

Gu Yan did not answer.

He lowered his head, blood streaming down his forehead.

His mind was in turmoil.

He recalled how Pei Youyi slowly grew cold in his arms.

I recall the way Chen Sinian, Lin Zhenting, Zhang Zihao, and Bai Zikong fell one by one.

I recalled how Gu Tan turned into golden light and vanished.

I think of those soldiers who fought desperately on the riverbank, and I think of that little girl who called him \"Fairy Brother\".

He cannot lose.

If he loses, they\'re all finished.

But he had no strength left.

His mental strength was waning, and his body was collapsing.

He suddenly sensed something else.

That\'s the mood of this city.

It is the suffering of this land.

It is the despair, fear, anger, and hatred that have been building up in every corner for the past three years.

Those negative emotions, like a black tide, seeped out from every crack in the city and rose from every ruin.

He used to only be able to feel positive energy.

But after becoming a god, he could sense everything.

He could feel everyone\'s pain.

All the resentment.

All the resentment.

He made a crazy decision.