High Martial Arts: Slay enemies to become stronger, forge invincibility from billions of corpses.

Upon arriving in the capital, Li Qingcang stood in the speaker's office. He had just spoken with Song Chen and knew what was going to happen next, but when he actually saw the scene, he still involuntarily straightened up.

"This kid is putting on a bigger show than me."

He said this in a joking tone, but there was no hint of joking in his voice.

In Tianhai City, Zhou Wangyue stood by the window of the principal's office, looking out at the city that had just been ravaged by the beast tide.

Traces of battle still remain on the city walls, but the strange beasts are no longer visible on the sea.

He knew what was going to happen next; Song Chen had told him beforehand.

But when he actually saw his youngest disciple standing at the edge of the world, before hundreds of thousands of kneeling beasts, his eyes still reddened.

Anning City.

Song Zhengye and Li Xiuying sat on the sofa in the living room, with a holographic screen covering the entire wall.

From the moment the live stream started, Li Xiuying held her husband's hand tightly. When the camera zoomed in and Song Chen's face appeared on the screen, her shoulders began to tremble violently.

She watched her son stand on the icy plain, with the aurora borealis behind him and a sea of ​​kneeling beasts beneath his feet, his silver armor gleaming coldly in the polar night.

Her son had grown taller and thinner, and his eyes were full of composure.

"Old Song, that's our Xiao Chen."

Song Zhengye didn't speak. He gripped his wife's hand tighter and stared intently at the screen.

Nanjiang University.

Lin Qingxue sat in the dormitory activity room, surrounded by her classmates.

On the holographic screen in the activity room, the green light of the aurora borealis shone on every young face.

When Song Chen appeared on screen, the activity room erupted in screams and cheers.

But Lin Qingxue didn't shout. She sat in the corner of the last row, quietly watching the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the screen.

A year ago, he was the male classmate who sat behind her, and they walked that dark road together every night after self-study.

When they parted, she kissed his cheek. Later, he went to Tianhai. Still later, he became a councilor of the Great Xia Dynasty and single-handedly killed the world's Beast King.

Now he stands on the Greenland ice sheet, with cameras all over the world focused on him.

She was proud of him, but at the same time, a voice in her heart was becoming clearer and clearer, saying: He has gone further and further away, so far that she no longer knows how to catch up with him.

She bit her lip, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes.

Bear country.

Volkov stood on Red Square, looking up at the giant holographic screen in the square along with hundreds of thousands of Moscow residents.

He had just returned from the front lines in the Arctic Circle, and the old scar on his face appeared dark red under the aurora light on the screen.

Standing beside him were several young soldiers from the Xiong Kingdom, all of whom he had led on the Siberian front.

A soldier asked him quietly, "General, is that the Councilor Song you mentioned?"

"It's him."

"Is he really as formidable as the battle reports claim?"

Volkov stared at the young figure standing amidst a sea of ​​alien beasts on the screen, remained silent for a moment, and then replied: "What the battle report says isn't enough."

Eagle Nation, Free City.

Erin Carter and Mark Horton stand side by side in front of the main display screen in the strategic command center.

All the officers on duty in the command center stopped what they were doing and looked up at the screen.

Eileen's expression was more focused than usual.

Horton asked, "What is he doing?"

"He is ending the war."

……

On the icy plain, Song Chen spoke.

His voice traveled through the ice sheet via psychic energy, and then around the world via orbital satellites.

"All the land beast kings in the world have been wiped out."

"From this day forward, humans will no longer be prey."

"From the Caspian Sea to the Mediterranean Sea, from North America to South America, from Africa to Australia, from the Arctic to the Antarctic, every continent on this planet will soon be back in human hands."

"Next, I will enter the ocean."

"I will eliminate the more than two hundred sixth-tier beast kings in the ocean one by one."

"There are the Giant Whale King and the Sea Dragon King in the sea. They are the last royal family of the strange beasts. I will go and meet them."

"But before that, there is one thing you need to do."

On the streets of base cities around the world, everyone stopped in their tracks.

Beijing, Liberty City, Moscow, Brussels, Nairobi, Sydney... crowds gathered in front of the giant screens on the streets of every city.

"With the Beast King dead, the Beast King will lose its command, and the fourth and third tier beast packs will scatter across the wilderness."

"They are no longer an army, but they still exist."

"For every road, every farmland, and every abandoned town to return to human hands, someone needs to clean up these remaining monsters."

"I can't kill all the low-level alien beasts by myself. This planet is too big. You need to come on your own."

"There is one last battle before peace comes."

"This battle requires all of you: the military, warriors, and superhumans in base cities around the world. Take up your weapons and step out of the high walls."

"Go and clean up those remaining low-level alien beasts. For every kilometer of land recovered, peace will be one kilometer closer."

The students in the activity room of Nanjiang University were already in a frenzy.

Some people were shouting, some were clapping, and some had tears in their eyes.

Lin Qingxue remained quietly seated in the corner, looking at the man on the screen. He was no longer the high school senior he had been a year ago.

His shoulders were broader, his face more resolute. He stood at the edge of the world, with the aurora borealis behind him and hundreds of thousands of kneeling beasts at his feet. The fate of all mankind rested on his shoulders alone.

She remembered the dark road under the dim streetlights after evening self-study in her senior year of high school.

He came back later, but he was no longer the quiet and reserved classmate he once was.

She never complained to anyone, but she knew in her heart that the distance between them could no longer be explained by being in a long-distance relationship.

He was killing the Beast King, and she was taking classes at Nanjiang University.

His battlefields span the globe, while her world remains confined within the walls of a single base city.

She bit her lip to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.

Will you remember me?

She spoke softly to the screen.

In the living room of Anning City, Li Xiuying was already sobbing uncontrollably.

She buried her face in her husband's shoulder, which trembled violently.

Song Zhengye didn't cry out loud, but his eyes were red and swollen. He reached out his rough hands and gently patted his wife's back.

"Our son has come to this."

"I know, I just feel sorry for him. He's only nineteen years old and he's carried so much on his own," Li Xiuying said, crying.

Song Zhengye didn't speak. He looked into his son's eyes on the screen, and there was a weariness deep in his eyes that he had never seen before.

That was a weariness that only a father could understand, a weariness born from too many battles.

He wanted to say, "Come back, Dad will cook for you," but he knew he couldn't say it; his son still had a long way to go.

Tianhai University, President's Office.

Zhou Wangyue remained standing by the window, and Song Chen's speech continued on the holographic screen behind him.

He gave Song Chen the Heavenly Blade, which he had used for most of his life. Now, this blade has severed the heads of dozens of sixth-tier beast kings around the world, and this number will rise to several hundred in the future.