Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

The air was compressed by its high-speed movement, producing a thunderous explosion.

"It's Hesintos, he has returned."

In the midst of battle, the War God instantly gazed at that blue figure, sparks of hope igniting in his eyes.

As they saw the silver radiance illuminating the strike, they knew Hesintos had arrived because it was precisely the Divine Light of the God Era of the [Primordial Slate - Strike].

"Hesintos!"

"Lord Hesintos, go and sever this Blood Clan abomination!"

The people of Bulida witnessed this scene, and they shouted Hesintos' name, their voices surging like a tidal wave.

The shouts rose and fell, echoing over the entire city of Bulida, even drowning out the rumbling of battles in the distance, as countless hearts collectively called out to this heroic War God.

Their power of faith flowed like a continuous stream, converging into a torrent that constantly surged toward Hesintos, invisibly enhancing him, making the First Army God of the Cerryti Empire seemingly on the verge of breaking through limitations at this moment.

To the people of Cerryti at this time, it was as if they saw a ray of dawn in darkness.

The strongest First Army God had finally arrived at this most critical moment.

But when Hesintos landed on the terrace of Saint Astore Palace.

The people, upon seeing his condition, began to take in cold breaths.

Only to see the First Army God covered in scars, his blue battle robe stained a purplish-black with blood, clearly just having gone through a fierce battle before coming here, as if he had just returned from hell.

There was a shocking wound on his chest, deep enough to expose the bone, as if a sharp weapon had almost removed his heart.

Blood continuously gushed from the wound, dripping down the battle robe and quickly forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

To injure the First Army God Hesintos to such an extent, apart from this Ninth-order Blood Clan, only he himself could possibly do this, but clearly, no one would be so ruthless to themselves, to shatter their own sternum, almost injuring the heart.

Hesintos' complexion was ashen, his breathing rapid, with every rise and fall tugging at the wound, causing his body to tremble slightly.

Those blue eyes appeared as two undying flames, standing before Emperor Saint Baldo.

The people who saw this scene quickly understood everything.

Before coming to the imperial palace, Hesintos most likely had already engaged in a life-and-death battle with the Ancestor of the Blood Clan!

Judging from Hesintos' injuries, the result of this battle was undoubtedly a defeat for him.

In an instant, many realized a lot.

For instance, why Violet and Hesintos seemed to have perceived something and left one after another, why the other berserk War Gods seemed to awaken briefly, and why they plunged back into frenzy.

Previously, Violet and Hesintos most likely engaged in a life-and-death struggle with the Ancestor of the Blood Clan in places unknown.

They were heroes wanting to save the Cerryti Empire.

The Ancestor of the Blood Clan's injuries now, perhaps were desperately inflicted by Violet and Hesintos.

The brief lucidity of the War Gods in the square earlier was probably caused by the full force of the Moon God High Priest Violet, and judging by the outcome now, Violet has likely met with misfortune.

Only Hesintos barely held on, pursuing the Ancestor of the Blood Clan regardless of his own life.

The people of Cerryti were on the brink of despair, facing the terrifying Ancestor of the Blood Clan and the weak Emperor Saint Baldo, their spirit was at the edge of collapse.

But the appearance of Hesintos was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, reigniting the fighting spirit in their hearts.

They roared, shouted, calling for Hesintos.

Even though Hesintos was at the peak of the Eighth-order, at this moment, no one doubted his strength.

If anyone could transcend ranks and defeat the Ninth-order Divine Domain's Ancestor of the Blood Clan, it could only be Hesintos.

"Poor Hesintos, you defeated general."

Rashal's eyes fixed on the battered War God before him, his lips curling into a composed smile as he voiced the words he needed to say,

"You've already been defeated by me once, why pursue a futile death? Just like Violet, lying on the ground at peace, waiting for death could end your suffering."

Hearing Violet, the hearts of all the War Gods present sank.

Their conjecture was indeed correct.

Completely confirmed by the Ancestor of the Blood Clan.

The brief lucidity of the berserk War Gods was because Violet's Immaculate Pure Land Barrier of the Moon God temporarily severed the Ancestor of the Blood Clan's mind control over the other War Gods.

She was the first to notice the threat of the Blood Clan, and used her divine arts to gain a lifeline for the empire.

But as night fell, Violet's power gradually waned, and eventually, along with Hesintos, they couldn't triumph over this Ancestor of the Blood Clan.

Now, she is likely at the brink of life and death.

"Hesintos, defeat him!"

Bianca felt a pang of heartache, shouting toward the direction of Saint Astore Palace.

"I know."

Hesintos' eyes could not hide the sorrow, he pressed his lips, standing in front of Emperor Saint Baldo.

"I will avenge Violet, failing to protect her is all my fault."

His voice, though weak, each word struck like a heavy hammer on the hearts of the people.

He was like a sorrowful hero, engaging in a final battle to the death.