"Puchi," a sound pierced the air, as a chain, shaped like a snake head, penetrated Saint Father David's back. Even as invincible as Saint Father David was, he ultimately failed to notice the snake head chain hidden behind him. His transparent eyes dimmed, he reached out his hand, flailing it in the air a few times. Within reach of a few steps, he fell to the ground, powerless.
"Yi!! You..." Xianxian's eyes widened in shock. Lin Yi... Why was it Lin Yi, he...
"Xianxian, as a soldier, to live is to embody the military spirit, to die is to become the military soul, I'm sorry." Lin Yi shook his head.
The world of "Military Road" began to disintegrate, the white plains shattered, a spectacle of ruins and desolation.
"Little Eight, take everyone in 'Military Road' and leave this place. With the Holy Father dead, 'Military Road' will collapse automatically," Ding Ling instructed.
