569: Are you still shouting for me?

Outside.

Lv Yinien and Ke Huaimin exchanged places.

On the way, Ke Huaimin exchanged some information in a deep voice, saying, "That Vincent is an empty shell."

"If I'm not mistaken, Vincent hasn't actually been in closed-door cultivation these past two years; he's already fallen victim to Arthas."

As soon as he said this, the Drunkard's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Then isn't Arthas's current strength stronger than any of us?"

"I remember that the Vampire Clan's Awakening memory contains an ability called Bloody Long River, which has no upper limit."

Ke Huaimin nodded solemnly, saying, "And the Flames of Deathly Silence can also devour infinitely."

"These two are the goals of Arthas and the Demon Emperor."

"Helden said he would take care of it."

"Old Lu, the problem now is you!"

"You are one of the few among the Human Race who possesses an unlimited ability. Pull yourself together."

"Everyone needs you!"

"I'm leaving now. The next time we meet, I'll also be a Peak Martial God."

After speaking, Ke Huaimin smiled and patted Lv Yinien's shoulder twice.

Lv Yinien turned his head with a complex expression, watching Ke Huaimin transform into a streak of lightning and flash across the sky, that sentence echoing in his mind.

Everyone needs me... Finally, he sighed and walked onto the life-and-death arena, facing the Wild Bone Clan Chief, Huang Prison, from afar.

Two Peak Martial Gods.

Whoever dies, either one will plunge this world into a huge imbalance.

What annoyed people most was that, logically, the Clan Chief of the Wild Bone Clan had no right to be on this stage.

But in the two years after his Awakening, he absorbed countless water elements, even causing the Pacific Ocean's water level to drop significantly.

For the Wild Bone Clan, Blue Star was paradise.

The planet they once lived on had not a single drop of water.

Any place with sufficient water would be forcibly occupied by them.

At this moment, it was almost midnight, and the final match of the Dignity Battle was about to begin.

Suddenly, a countdown appeared on everyone's screens.

Year 999 of the Qi Revival Era, December 31st, 11:55 PM... When people saw this string of numbers, they finally remembered that tonight was New Year's Eve.

To be precise, Blue Star was two minutes away from entering a brand new era.

Watching this countdown, some couples tightly embraced each other, wrapped in soft blankets, curled up on the sofa, staring intently at the large screen in front of them.

They say a new year brings new beginnings.

Usually at this time, it would be a day of celebration for people; for example, in the center of the Imperial Capital's Ten-Mile Corridor, there would be a super large countdown.

Half of the Imperial Capital's population would gather around that corridor at that time, watching the ancient clock strike in the night, silently praying for their wishes for the coming year.

Some wanted to get into good schools.

Some wanted to find a partner.

Some wanted to make a lot of money.

But today, the people filling the Ten-Mile Corridor had only one wish in their hearts, unanimously.

Hope the Human Race can win the next match!

Countless people clasped their hands together, extremely nervously bowing towards the empty space in front of them, mumbling, "May heaven bless our Human Race."

"May heaven bless our Great Xia."

"We must win the next match; don't let anyone sacrifice in vain."

Please.

"..."

Suddenly.

A unique wish appeared in the middle of the street.

A delicate young girl was seen bowing her head, closing her eyes, and her lips trembling as she said, "Xiao Fan... Xiao Fan!"

"If the Human Race wants to win."

"The only choice for the next match is him!"

She was Lin You, the Lion Roar Girl, and the administrator of Xiao Fan's fan club.

Her life hadn't changed much in the past two years, except that she heard war was coming soon.

Every day she saw people dying on the front lines and others returning victorious. Everyone knew the world was not peaceful, but the soldiers of the Eight War Zones would protect the borders with their lives, so the inland areas didn't need to panic.

Every time she saw news about this, she couldn't help but think of the young man she once admired, the man who had died.

Because he died to protect ordinary people like her!

Two whole years had passed, and she found it so hard to let go.

Until before the Dignity Battle, when the Imperial Capital began conscription.

This useless girl, who only knew how to pick her toes and watch soap operas, chose to enlist.

Everyone around her said she was crazy.

Even her parents said she was crazy.

She just replied.

Someone always has to sacrifice.

If even someone like Xiao Fan could die, why couldn't I?

And after that day, Lin You received news that the Green Training Camp she was to report to in two days was filled with former netizens, all from one place.

A fan club she had personally disbanded.

The Yuan Emperor Fan Club!

And there were over one hundred and fifty such Green Training Camps, all composed of Xiao Fan's followers, across the Eight War Zones!

And these Green Training Camps were all called 'Madman Concentration Camps'.

Because all the warriors inside possessed willpower far exceeding their peers, they were not afraid of hardship, not afraid of fatigue, and not even afraid of death!

The comprehensive strength of the warriors who came out of these one hundred and fifty-plus Madman Concentration Camps far surpassed all other Green Training Camps of the same period!

The military said this was a classic 'celebrity effect'.

But from ancient times to the present, there had never been a celebrity effect as outrageous as this one.

Who made the celebrity they believed in so crazy back then?

This also further solidified Lin You's choice.

It turned out that there were still so many people in this world who missed him, and they had all acted before her!

At that moment, she felt her blood surge, all soap operas were thrown to the back of her mind, and she only wanted to enlist early and fight alongside those like-minded companions she had never met!

It was like a common saying among soldiers: only after being forgotten is one truly dead.

So Lin You firmly believed that as long as their group of people was still fighting, still spreading Xiao Fan's legend.

Then he was not dead!

Until today, she had always thought this way, believing that even if Xiao Fan wasn't dead, he was only alive on a spiritual level.

But today was different!

The Human Race could not possibly give up the tenth match just like that!

Especially since everyone had heard clearly at the time that the Great General said the person who was about to enter had defeated Kuang Xing several times!

Isn't that Xiao Fan?!

Who else could it be but him!

So she stood here for three hours, prayed for three hours, and shouted for three hours that Xiao Fan might still be alive.

Everyone else around her thought she was possessed.

But she firmly believed it!

At this moment,

The time reached 11:59 PM!

Only one minute remained until the start of the new era.

Everyone's attention was highly focused, staring intently at the big screen!

Only Lin You suddenly heard a message notification sound from her electronic device.

This sound somewhat disturbed the surrounding dead silence and the people silently praying.

They looked at Lin You.

Lin You was a bit flustered, thinking she had already muted her device, so how could a message still come through?

Suddenly, she quickly lowered her head and took out her electronic device, her entire hands trembling.

Because only one possibility could override her mute setting.

Special attention!

And her special attention was reserved for only one person!

She picked up her phone and unlocked the screen.

A line of text floated on it.

"Are you still cheering for me?" — Xiao Fan!

The moment she saw this line of text, Lin You instantly lost control of her Martial Arts, roaring out, "Ah!!!"

The people around her felt their scalps tingle from the shock, looking at Lin You, who was crying tears of joy, with horrified expressions.

"No, don't just shout."

"Little sister, what are you doing?"

"I remember you, aren't you the administrator of the Yuan Emperor Fan Club?"

Lin You could no longer hear the chattering voices around her at this moment, lowering her head and staring intently at her phone, tears falling madly onto the screen.

"He's alive."

"He messaged me."

"He's alive!"

"Yes, he's about to enter the match!"

"He... is back!!!"

With a deafening scream, the time finally reached midnight.

The new era had finally arrived!

Seven-colored fireworks bloomed across the Ten-Mile Street, illuminating the vast, endless night.

At the same time, in the Shura Killing Field, the teleportation light around the Human Race's contestant slowly dissipated.

Everyone suddenly looked up.

A face that people were gradually forgetting appeared before everyone's eyes.

The next second.

The Federation was shaken!