"The Golden Dawn will await you on the other side, Liu DongLi."
He said, "You will eventually become one of us."
"No, I won't—"
In the pain of rebirth and stagnation, Liu DongLi hoarsely murmured, "Someone will come to kill me, Woodman, a hero will give me a peaceful end."
Indeed, like a hero rising like the sun, he would kill himself.
Allowing the souls that should have long perished to rest in peace.
This is the end of the story.
At that moment, the last afterimage of Woodman silently shattered.
Beneath the slash.
A hoarse voice rang out.
"Sorry, you bald guy over there."
Once again, when the elevator opened, the bloodstained figure staggered out, telling him, "Recently, it seems like there are no heroes like you mentioned here."
Under the corrosion of the Element of Destruction, half of his body was shrouded in blood, as if he walked out of flames.
After leaving the broadcast lens, the reborn hero slowly revealed a smile.
"...Huai Shi?"
