This is a breathtaking scene.
The towering Valkyrie, her long hair fluttering with red silk, exudes a majestic aura.
The giant blade connecting heaven and earth glows with a crimson light, like a blazing flame shot from a high divine altar, burning toward the battlefield about to be trampled and conquered by the Valkyrie.
The highlight of the entire painting, however, is not a single god or blade.
It is the small human standing beneath the tip of the blade.
His soul trembles.
Yet his body stands tall.
He looks directly into the eyes of the divine being without a hint of evasion.
Nu Ying, expressionless, looks down at the unyielding creature beneath her feet, then suddenly reaches out her hand to the side.
"Whoosh~"
Divine blood splatters.
Although Nu Ying is a mere illusory remnant, she uses divine power to summon giant, scorching drops of blood.
Silence pervades the world.
In this quiet, it seems an agreement is reached between the human and the god.
"Tap~"
