"Three hundred and fifty million! That's so much?"

Hearing this number, Zuo Changlu felt that his heart was about to burst with pain.

In this battle, almost 60% of the elite of the human race were damaged!

All the Heroic Soul Passes built before were destroyed in this intensity of war, and not a single one could be preserved!

It can be said that the defense line of the Star Soul Human Race has been fully opened.

However, neither the Monster Clan nor the Witch Clan would choose to go around.

The hatred between each other is as deep as the sea, and they will not stop fighting to the death. They avoid the truth and turn to the weak. The tactics of attacking the rear area are meaningless.

All they have to do is to crush them head-on and crush all the stubborn humans in this area!

If you win here, you will have established your reputation as the master of the continent!

There was solemn silence.

Countless soldiers were wandering on the battlefield, including witches, demons, and humans.

Now is the truce time. The three parties tacitly agree that there will be no more fighting during this period, which is the only safe time.

The soldiers came out in groups, looking for any trace of their comrades on the ruined battlefield.

From the battlefield to the camp, there was peace and silence.

In the past, every time after a war, if you listened closely, there would always be low choking sounds, muffled curses, swearing for revenge, etc... and various other sounds.

But this time, the number of people who died was hundreds and thousands of times more than those who died in every war, but no one cried, no one even spoke, not even the sound of sharpening knives that must have existed in the past for revenge.

There was just dullness.

Countless soldiers were wrapped in bandages, sitting in their tents with their heads lowered, or sitting outside. The smokers silently took out their cigarettes, lit them with their heads lowered, inserted one on the ground, and then held one in their mouths.

He just lowered his head and smoked silently.

Countless people came back, lay down on their beds, pulled the quilt over themselves and covered themselves in it, and never moved again.

Most people are in the same posture: sitting on the ground, bending their legs, hanging their heads, holding their hands, and staying motionless for a long time.

Only the big tears hit the ground and made a very slight sound.

The same goes for upper-level officers.

There is no post-war summary or morale boosting.

It was the turn of his unit to search the battlefield. He quietly accepted the order and then walked forward silently.

Wherever they passed, the soldiers with their heads lowered stood up automatically, followed behind the first person, and walked out in line.

Countless soldiers who had not gone to war and were on duty at home preparing hot meals for their brothers brought out rows of snow-white steamed buns, steaming.

He stared blankly at the empty yard.

My meal is ready, why don't you come and eat?

Isn’t it delicious?

Tears finally welled up and fell.

All gone, all of you gone...

Only I, the cook, is left, leaving behind those huge baskets and huge pots, which are used to cook for hundreds of people. You are no longer here, so will you leave these things to me?

If the people are gone, what’s the use of leaving only the utensils?!

The cold wind blew, and the steaming and fragrant steamed buns slowly lost their temperature and became cold in the wind.

No one ever came to eat.

The cooking squad leader stood alone at the door of the canteen, holding a rice spoon, crying.

"Where are my brothers..."

…

Zuo Xiaoduo once again checked the injuries of Nan Zhengqian and others. After careful consideration, he ground up the Nine Turns Golden Elixir, melted it into a bucket of water, and fed each person a bowl. He hoped that there would be a lucky break, even though he knew that he was doing this.

Just for peace of mind.

Then he pulled Zuo Xiaonian and walked out quietly.

"how?"

"Let's go find someone."

"Who? My master?" Zuo Xiaonian's eyes lit up.

After Mu Yanyan disappeared, Zuo Xiaonian was haunted and worried. However, she had tried many methods, including Zuo Xiaoduo's magical power, but to no avail. She didn't know where the master got his ability.

So well hidden...

However, this also made Zuo Xiaonian more and more worried.

If it weren't for the feeling, the master must still be in the world. Zuo Xiaonian almost thought that Mu Yanyan had committed suicide and would no longer exist in this world.

"no."

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Let's go underground and go to the Blood River."

"You are going to find trouble for Patriarch Styx, but do you know the specific location?"

"Someone knows."

Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian disappeared in a flash. They went to find Flood and explore the whereabouts of the Blood River.

If you want to find the blood river of Styx, you have to find someone from the older generation to possibly know.

"Godfather."

"What are you doing here?"

"As you know, godfather, I have been looking for a way to solve the war. It just so happens that I also know that godfather also has this wish. The three-party balance that godfather deliberately created before has everyone's concerns, but it has made large-scale wars impossible.

Starting from the beginning, recreating the three-party confrontation pattern at that time, maintaining a stalemate for a long time in a situation that seems dangerous but actually balanced, and extending the Qingtian Tribulation indefinitely, isn't this the intention of the three races to coexist."

"Haha..." Hong Hong said tiredly: "Now that it's been like this, how can there be any room for improvement?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "It all depends on people. As long as there is a chance, you must give it a try."

Flood sighed, his whole body seemed to have lost all energy and spirit.

"Actually, my world is only one step away from being fully formed. We can even... study it and leave one clan in this world, while all other clans will be transferred to that world... Although it's a trick,

But it may not be impossible to avoid the Qingtian Tribulation."

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "It's a pity that we only have one last step left and can't complete it."

The flood wizard's eyes lit up: "What else is missing?"

"The Jade Disk of Good Fortune."

"…………"

The Flood Witch almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

What the heck are you... It's better not to say this. As soon as you gave me a little hope, you extinguished it and turned it into despair.

No one knows who is in the hands of the jade dish of creation, who wants to complete it, or wants to eat it?!

"Let's be honest, why did you come to me? Fortunately, I have a high enough status and I am not afraid of being accused of having an affair with an enemy. You are so brave... just two people dare to come to our base camp."

The great witch Flood was a little annoyed: "Be careful, the ancestral witches will kill you two. My godfather can't help you."

Zuo Xiaoduo chuckled, and Zuo Xiaonian grabbed the flood wizard's arm and said coquettishly, "My godfather is reluctant to beat us."

The Great Shaman Flood smiled brightly and said, "We still have to get rid of that 'men'. My godfather won't be willing to beat you, but he won't be reluctant to beat this skinny monkey!"

After speaking, he sighed again.

With the way the battlefield is now, is it inevitable that he will have to fight his godson in the end?

When I think of this, I can't help but feel upset.

"What are you doing here? Tell me."

"I want to know where the Blood River is, which is... where the Asura Realm is located." Zuo Xiaoduo said.

"Huh?" Great Witch Flood turned to look at Zuo Xiaoduo with a solemn look: "I almost know what your intention is, but you have to be careful. If it is really that person who is in charge, you are so rash.

Going to the Asura Realm...doesn't that give people the opportunity to kill you?"

"The killing may be killing, but it's really hard to say who will kill whom."

Zuo Xiaoduo chuckled: "I have made another breakthrough during this period, and Nian Nian Mao has also made a lot of progress..."

"Another breakthrough?"

The flood wizard's eyes lit up, and then his eyes darkened again.

How can you still discuss with Zuo Xiaoduo in this situation?

"Daddy, your hands are itchy? Can we go into the Sky Extinguishing Tower and have a fight?" Zuo Xiaoduo suggested: "With the speed of time inside the Sky Extinguishing Tower, we can get out in just a few seconds at most."
To be continued...