The old man's expression changed abruptly before he suddenly looked up to the sky and burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face.
Once a peerless warrior who had furiously slain the Fusang Ninjas in the Ancient Greek Wilderness and fought alone against the Egyptian masters in the Holy War, he had just died like that. The legend of the invincible Holy War had truly shattered!
This hope that had simmered in the old man's heart for five years was instantly crushed.
The brothers' reunion turned out to be such a result, tragic, desolate, filled with endless sorrow.
He would forever remember the tragic battle hymn when all the angels fell during the conflict in Greece, this desolate act of sacrificing for one's country. How many in Huaxia still remembered those heroes who shed tears and blood, who gave their broken bodies for righteousness?
"Ah...!"
Unable to control his emotions, the old man howled to the sky, his voice piercing with endless desolation.
