A Man Like None Other Chapter 6518
Welcome, esteemed readers, to the latest thrilling installment of “A Man Like None Other” Chapter 6518!
- Witness the dramatic conclusion of a monumental conflict, leaving an indelible mark on the landscape.
- A powerful figure emerges from the ashes, carrying both a companion and the weight of immense power.
- The desolate remnants of a once-thriving civilization serve as a stark reminder of the cost of war.
Prepare to be swept away by the unfolding events and the echoes of a fallen empire!
Witness the dramatic conclusion of a monumental conflict, leaving an indelible mark on the landscape.A powerful figure emerges from the ashes, carrying both a companion and the weight of immense power.The desolate remnants of a once-thriving civilization serve as a stark reminder of the cost of war.
Chapter 6518 Go Find Them.
Jiang Xuelan lay on her back, looking at the sea of fire behind them, her lips slightly moving, “He finished off so many people”
“That doesn’t matter anymore.”
David’s voice was calm: “What’s important is that no one else gets killed.”
He jumped into the air, turned into a purple beam of light, and flew towards the Valley of Freedom with Jiang Xuelan in his arms.
A purple beam of light penetrated the sky, illuminating the night sky above the northern wilderness.
Behind them, the Protoss Alliance Hall slowly collapsed in a sea of fire. The roof of the hall collapsed, and golden tiles fell like rain, hitting the square with a dull thud.
The divine Guild that had ruled the Sixteen Heavens for tens of thousands of years was completely destroyed at this moment.
Free Valley.
The ruins stood silent in the vast twilight, like the skeleton of a giant.
The once bustling valley is now just ruins.
Most of the bluestone city walls had collapsed, and the charred walls were covered in knife and ax slash marks.
The city gate had disappeared, leaving only two bent gate posts. The gate pillars still bore traces of divine light, left behind from the great battle several months ago.
The air was filled with the smell of scorched earth and decay, mixed with the faint smell of blood.
Wind blew across the ruins, blowing away the ashes and dust that danced in the air like countless silent sighs.
The stone palaces, wooden houses, martial arenas, and training halls in the city were all reduced to ruins.
The carefully carved stone pillars lay crookedly on the ground, their broken edges covered in moss.
Broken weapons and dried bloodstains littered the training field. The bloodstains had turned dark brown and seeped into the crevices of the rocks, as if they would never disappear.
The skeletons were scattered throughout the ruins, some belonging to Free Valley warriors, and others belonging to divine cultivators.
They could no longer tell each other apart; they just lay there quietly, exposed to the wind and rain.
The eastern side of Freedom Valley used to be the Council of Elders, where the stone hall was the most sturdy building, but that too had collapsed by half.
The remaining stone walls are engraved with Freedom Valley’s motto: “Give me freedom or give me death.”
Three of the five words were burned away by the holy light, leaving only the words “not free”.
The monastery to the south had completely collapsed, and weeds were growing from the gaps in the rubble, swaying in the dusk as if mourning the lives that had been lost.
David carried Jiang Xuelan and landed on the ruins.
He looked around and remained silent for a very long time.
He remembered the day he first came to Freedom Valley.
At that moment, the valley was brightly illuminated, filled with farmers and joyful laughter.
Lin Yuan greeted him at the city gates; the burly man smiled like a child.