Snar Garro walked alone through the Holy Land. His figure looked thin and lonely under the afterglow of the stars, like a ghost looking for his own destination. He is the sole inheritor of the Seventy-Two Demonic Pillars, and he shoulders a great mission and responsibility.
After a long time and endless hardships, Snar Garro finally arrived at the legendary battlefield of the gods. This place is full of mystery and danger. As soon as he stepped into this land, he felt hostility and murderous intent coming from all directions. Like a sheep that broke into a pack of wolves, he had nowhere to escape but to face it.
He tried to find cover, but the enemy pursued him like a shark smelling blood. He fled to a hilly area, hoping to take advantage of the terrain to avoid the enemy's pursuit. However, no matter how hard he tried, the enemy always followed him, never giving him any chance to breathe.
Finally, behind a barren sand dune, Snar Garro collapsed from exhaustion. The strength in him was almost exhausted, leaving only the last glimmer of hope. He carefully hid in the dunes, hoping to use the power of the sand to protect himself.
However, fate did not seem to favor him. Just when he thought he could finally be temporarily safe, a seriously injured figure slowly walked towards him. That was Mu Yu, a Sand Demon God who had had a close relationship with him. At this time, Mu Yu was at the end of his strength, but he still tried his best to attack Snar Garro.
Sinar Jialuo was caught off guard and Mu Yu locked him up tightly with sand and earth. He only had time to let out a sigh before he was drowned in endless darkness. He felt that his body was almost suffocated by the endless sand, and Mu Yu's power was eroding his soul bit by bit.
At this moment, Snargaro felt unprecedented despair and helplessness. He once thought that he was the inheritor of the Seventy-Two Demonic Pillars, with endless power and wisdom. However, on the battlefield of the gods, he was like a lamb being slaughtered, unable to resist.
Mu Yu's body lay quietly on the cold ground, like a sleeping elf. The breath of endless life, a breath that is endless and full of vitality, is slowly flowing through Mu Yu's body at this moment.
His skin began to glow, like a water lily awakened by the sun. The originally tired and pale face now gradually regained its color and looked full of vitality. The endless energy was like a gentle hand, gently caressing every inch of Mu Yu's skin, healing his wounds and repairing his fatigue.
His body was constantly wrapped in this breath, as if it was drowned by warm foam, and an unprecedented sense of peace and comfort filled his soul. That kind of pain, that kind of suffering, all dissipated with the flow of breath at this moment. His heart was beating, and every beat was as beautiful as a melody. It was the surging power of life.
His body began to glow with a strange light, which was a symbol of the awakened vitality. Every cell is singing happily, and every inch of skin is rejuvenated. The endless energy is like a clear spring, nourishing his body and washing his soul.
Gradually, Mu Yu's body was completely repaired, and he woke up from his deep sleep. He felt as if he had been reborn, from a tired traveler back to the energetic young man. There was a new light shining in his eyes, which was the power of life and the flame of hope.
He sat up and took a deep breath, feeling the lingering warmth of the vitality. He knew he was strong enough to travel again and pursue his dreams. At this moment, he felt full of strength and confidence.
The endless energy not only healed his body, but also healed his mind. He felt stronger and braver. He knows that no matter how many difficulties and challenges lie ahead, he has enough courage to face them.
The green breath is like threads, like spring buds, gently wrapping around Mu Yu's wounds. Every breath brought in the vitality of the endless energy, and his body began to respond. At the wound, the flesh and blood are crawling, the bones are growing, and the skin is healing. It is a slow and tenacious process, an infusion and renewal of vitality.
As his body continued to repair itself, the exhaustion and pain subsided, replaced by a feeling of warmth and comfort. It is the vitality that is radiating, the cells that are regenerating, and the body that is recovering. His skin became smooth and firm, and his eyes became bright and powerful. He felt his life force surge, and his body was filled with strength and hope.
The endless energy is like a gentle nurse, taking care of him carefully. Every scar is repaired and every pain is healed. His body was repaired and perfected through this miraculous healing process until he felt healthy and energetic again.
When the energy of endless life dissipated, Mu Yu had completely recovered his health.
Mu Yu finally completed self-repair. He stood up tiredly but firmly, with an unyielding light shining in his eyes. He turned to Snar Gallo, his eyes that were once hollow due to pain now held a deep expectation and determination.
Sinal Jialuo couldn't help but feel nervous. Mu Yu's silence made him feel pressure, a feeling of oppression coming from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to retreat, to escape, but he knew he couldn't. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions, but those eyes, those eyes that looked deeply into him, left him with nowhere to escape.
In the dark cave, Mu Yu stared closely at the tied up Snar Jialuo. His face was pale and tired, but his eyes shone with determination. His eyes fell on Snar Garro's face, and he asked: "How is the situation on the battlefield of the gods outside? Is the Chinese army being encircled and suppressed now?"
Snar Jialuo gritted his teeth, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, but he still raised his head resolutely and looked at Mu Yu. He took a deep breath and said in a low and firm voice: "Yes, Mu Yu. The situation outside is very bad. The battlefield of the gods has become a mess, and the gods are all fighting for their own interests. The Chinese Army The siege is very serious and they are trying their best to resist, but the situation is already very unfavorable.”
Mu Yu's heart was filled with worry and uneasiness. He frowned tightly, took a deep breath, and then continued to ask: "So, what should we do now? We can't let the Chinese army be surrounded and suppressed like this, we need to find ways to help them."
