Fierce Battle on the Novro Continent

"I want to go back."

"Where are you going back?"

"Back to Earth, back to her arms."

"Where are you?"

In the gentle voice, Nian Hao opened his eyes. A familiar face that he will never forget is facing him.

After a long time, Nian Hao realized that he was lying in her arms. Involuntarily, Nian Hao hugged her tightly and murmured: "Sister, I miss you so much."

"You've worked hard."

The woman reached out her hand, touched Nian Hao's face, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Nian Hao suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly sat up, faced the woman, and said, "You are not my sister, who are you!"

"I'm Yao Luoxuan." The woman said softly.

Nian Hao stood up, and he suddenly felt that he was different. In panic, he felt a hard object in his pocket, touched it, and took out a mobile phone. After taking out the phone, his face was immediately reflected on the unlit screen.

A face that was estimated to be around thirty years old was displayed like this.

"Jerusalem ten years ago?" Such words suddenly popped into Nian Hao's mind and he said casually.

Then, Nian Hao started to look around.

The city sky behind him was reflected by the firelight like a mirror, illuminating the ruins all around. In my memory, the skyscrapers that once towered into the sky are now only ruins, as if telling the story of their former glory and glory. Every corner of the city was burning, and the sounds of explosions, wails, and calls for help were intertwined and gradually reached Nian Hao's ears.

The streets and alleys are devastated. Broken windows, collapsed buildings, and charred trees are the most direct images. People in the distance ran away in all directions, looking frightened. In the smoke and flying dust, the fragility and shortness of their lives are magnified countless times.

Farther away, tanks and armored vehicles roared in the streets, and artillery fire burst into brilliant sparks in the night sky. Groups of soldiers walked through the ruins, their figures looking extremely thin in the firelight, and despair seeping in their eyes. Everyone is holding on to their weapons, without any hope for their tomorrow.

Nian Hao turned around quickly, but the woman was nowhere to be seen.

"Sister!" Nian Hao shouted loudly.

But no one answered.

Only his voice echoed in the ruins.

Nian Hao suddenly felt that everything was meaningless. He didn't know why he was here. He just felt that everything was meaningless.

"Sister, where are you?"

Nian Hao shouted again, but still no one answered.

He began to search among the ruins, every step he took was so heavy. The dilapidated buildings and burnt trees told him that this was a once prosperous world, but now it had become so desolate.

Nian Hao kept walking, calling her name. His voice echoed in the night air, but all he heard in response was silence and coldness.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally got tired and sat on a piece of rubble. He looked at the phone in his hand. The time on the screen was ten years ago, and his face looked much older than his actual age.

Where am I? At this time, this question finally jumped into Nian Hao's heart. After waking up, I was immersed in the beautiful dream of pursuit. In the dream, I felt the fear and instantly knew that I did not exist in this world.

Nian Hao began to cry, and tears rolled down his face. He thought, if there were no doubts at that time, it would be great to hug her immediately when he woke up. Indulgence is not real, and dying in nothingness is perfect. He only felt that his heart had been torn apart.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of chaotic footsteps from a distance, whirling into Nian Hao's ears in a majestic wind. Nian Hao immediately raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a group of cavalry walking towards him, their silhouettes gradually becoming clearer in the afterglow of the setting sun. These cavalrymen wore ancient armor, shining with metallic luster, looking mighty and solemn. They hold long spears in their right hands, inlaid with exquisite patterns, and hold the horse's reins in their left hands, as if they are ready to fight at any time.

The eyes of the cavalry were determined and resolute, and they were obviously battle-hardened warriors. Their steps were uniform, as if they had undergone rigorous training. Nian Hao couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He knew clearly that this was Jerusalem ten years ago, not ancient times, and there were cavalry in such costumes.

But why do I know that this was Jerusalem ten years ago? Nian Hao's heart was full of doubts, and he began to feel lonely. He just stared at the approaching cavalry.

At this time, a heroic general, tightly controlling his horse, strode up to Nian Hao. The tall and mighty war horse, covered with thick metal scales, was like a moving steel fortress, exuding a strong sense of presence and intimidation. Its mane is flowing and its eyes are firm. Under the sunlight, the figures of the war horse and the general complement each other, forming a magnificent and shocking picture.

The general bent down lightly and dismounted from his horse like an elegant fairy. Without the majestic figure of the war horse to set off, the general's figure turned out to be very thin, even a little depressed. His height is not even half of Nian Hao's, making him appear a bit short. His head was tightly covered by the full-coverage helmet, as if hidden in the darkness. Only his bright eyes were exposed, like two bright stars in the dark night, shining with charming light.

These eyes are really beautiful, they are as clear as the lake surface, full of blurred beauty. It is an indescribable beauty, a charm that emanates from deep within.

"Mo Ling!" Nian Hao said in shock. He recognized that the owner of these eyes had been looking at him since the first year of high school.

While speaking, Nian Hao stretched out his hands, held the general's helmet, and gently lifted it up. The general did not refuse and allowed Nian Hao to take off his helmet.

Then, an extremely pure face shone in front of Nian Hao.

It was indeed Mo Ling. That girl who she couldn't see through and even felt terrible about.

"Why do you want to commit suicide?" Mo Ling asked Nian Hao with a smile: "Do you know how much I have sacrificed to keep you alive? But why do you want to commit suicide again?"

Hearing the word suicide, Nian Hao remembered everything before. He wanted to return to Earth, but was refused. He realized that the inexplicable power of the Novro continent was flowing in his body, which caused him to be rejected, so he wanted to cut off everything with a knife.

"I want to go back." Nian Hao answered.

"Are you going back to her?" Mo Ling asked.

Nian Hao nodded, a feeling of loneliness welling up in his heart.

This emotion was not his own. Nian Hao looked into Mo Ling's eyes and saw sadness and helplessness. Nian Hao understood that this emotion came from Mo Ling.