I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 274 - 274 273. The Flag (Monthly Ticket Bonus )_1

Chapter 274: 273. The Flag (Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapter!)_1 Chapter 274: 273. The Flag (Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapter!)_1 Anyone who saw Lu Ban’s actions would find them incredible.

He had seemingly suppressed the Frost, he seemed on the verge of victory, so what was he doing now?

Had he gone mad?

Feeling his heart’s strong heartbeat and the grass that began to grow with the blood that flowed out, Lu Ban completely removed his heart.

The thick blood stained Lu Ban’s right hand red.

Meanwhile, as his brain completely crashed, on the brink of falling into an eternal darkness from which he could never awaken, Lu Ban raised his left hand.

In the palm of his left hand lay a silver revolver.

“Testament”.

The first Essence Extraction of “Testament” allowed Lu Ban to shoot out the Speech Bullets he had recorded, influencing others.

And with the second Essence Extraction, Lu Ban could copy the movement state and action process of things and reproduce them.

At this moment, Lu Ban’s seemingly crazy action was actually a concrete response to the current situation.

In this mad, inverted, twisted world, there was only one way to fight madness, and that was to become even more mad than the opposition.

Lu Ban opened his mouth and uttered a soft sound.

“Bang—”

he said.

Simultaneously, the trigger of “Testament” was pulled.

The silver bullet flew out from the barrel, crossing the short distance, and hit right between Frost’s eyes.

In the next instant.

Flooded with endless, meaningless murmurs in its brain, its last bit of mad will nearly worn away, about to lose control over its body and turn into a mass of killing, devouring flesh, Frost suddenly moved.

It blankly watched its own paw lifting, then saw the claw unhesitatingly plunged into its own chest.

Squish—

Silver blood flowed from the wound, radiating an intense cold under the scorching sun, dropping onto the boiling ground and instantly forming one ice flower after another.

As the claw was pulled out, a huge heart appeared before Lu Ban’s eyes.

It wasn’t a pulsing heart made of animal flesh but a giant crystal of ice.

The crystal, about the size of a truck’s cab and irregular in shape, gleamed with dazzling, bewildering multifaceted luster under the blazing sun. Within the heart, streams of pale blue light flowed, surrounded by the continuous dripping of silver blood, forming a strangely beautiful picture.

Only then did Frost awaken from its dreamlike state, somewhat unbelieving as it looked at the heart in its palm.

It hadn’t acted of its own will, but some incomprehensible force had taken control of its actions.

Frost took notice of that Mortal.

Lu Ban, by now, had a heart overgrown with lush green grass in his palm. Meanwhile, his chest, where the fierce wound was, an array of wild plants also grew vigorously under the nurturing of the harsh sunlight.

Lu Ban stuffed the heart back into his chest carelessly.

His clothes had been soaked in blood, but the sun and heat quickly dried them, leaving only dark bloodstains.

Inside his body, where the naked eye could not see, vines and leaves made up the arteries and veins, reconnecting Lu Ban’s nearly still heart to his body.

He gasped for air; his lungs filled with blood hampered the uptake of oxygen, but the leaves that spread from the wound began photosynthesis.

Lu Ban collapsed to the ground, at this moment he had no energy to attend to Frost.

The radio was placed by his feet, joyously broadcasting the fierce sun and brilliant sunlight.

Frost, the Winter Wolf towering like a small mountain, slowed in its movements, its heart falling from its paw to the ground.

Thud—

Another earthquake came as Frost fell to the ground, causing tremors that made all living creatures waver.

The mountain lost its vitality under the blazing sun.

In contrast.

In every corner of the Black Forest, the silver-gray Winter Wolves, as if summoned, suddenly stopped all their actions.

The next moment, these Winter Wolves seemed to fall into frenzy and unrest.

No one knew what had happened, the majority of the fortresses in Hei Tower of the Black Forest were still hanging by a thread in resistance, with only a few mages noticing the change.

Almost immediately, without any delay, all the Winter Wolves turned around and left the frontline.

For the first time in a millennium, they displayed a posture of retreat that left people speechless.

However, the Demonic Tide had not ended, and the Blood Moon still hung high.

Eternal Night and the plague had weakened in their offensives after the Winter Wolves departed, but these two waves of the Demonic Tide were still extremely troublesome.

Since the Winter Wolves had been the vanguard, the battlefield now had a significant void waiting to be filled by shadows and carriers of the plague.

Black Fort.

Jonah saw what Lu Ban had done. Although puzzled and not understanding how exactly Lu Ban had defeated Frost, Jonah was clear about one thing.

That the Demonic Tide was not invincible.

The rulers of the Demonic Tide were not unkillable.

Even gods could be brought down by Mortals.

In the dazzling sunlight, Jonah was the first to react. He made his way up the stairs to reach the watchtower at the top of the fortress.

There had been a brutal battle here earlier, and now only a few mages were left struggling to survive, just as confused about the current situation and unaware of what had happened.

At that moment, Jonah picked up the flag of Hei Tower that had fallen to the ground, stained red with blood.

He stood it upright, on top of Black Fort.

“Come, follow me to rescue our hero!”

Jonah roared.

He was very aware that, despite the inexplicably fierce sun overhead, those shadows were stirring, ready to attack Lu Ban at any moment.

And Lu Ban, even though his heart had been torn out by his own hands, Jonah didn’t believe he was dead.

Moreover, among the spells of Gray Tower, there were advanced healing arts that were no strangers to bringing people back from the brink of death.

More importantly, for the soldiers of Black Fort, Lu Ban was now a true flag.

A hero who had fought against the Demonic Tide and emerged victorious.

With Lu Ban present, their morale would be greatly boosted.

Under the despair of this eternal Blood Moon night, such an uplift was the greatest support for survival.

Jonah leapt down, slowing his fall before arriving at the fortress gate.

The scorching sunshine made his skin parched.

Behind Jonah, several soldiers led horses out of the fortress gate, along with a few mages.

Without much conversation, the group rode their horses toward the spot where Lu Ban had fallen.

The raised flag invigorated the spirit of everyone in the fortress.

People were hoping for a miracle.

If a miracle like the sun rising in this everlasting night could occur, what miracle couldn’t happen?

To do what is known to be impossible, that is magic, that is the miracle promised to Mortals by the gods!

Elsewhere, Lu Ban struggled to maintain his consciousness. He stood up with difficulty and picked up the radio.

The “Testament” in his hand fired at him, and with the speed of a car, while his guts churned, Lu Ban approached the heart of the Winter Wolf at the speed of light.

Lu Ban had been worried about how he would carry away such a large heart without a trace, but upon touching the extremely cold ice, it suddenly melted.

A vast amount of ice water poured over Lu Ban’s entire body, causing him to fall backward and drift in the water.

In Lu Ban’s palm, a gem-like ice crystal was tightly grasped.

“[Item obtained: Winter Wolf’s Pale Heart]”

Amidst the approaching sounds of horse hooves and the drowsiness brought by Photosynthesis, Lu Ban saw the System’s text, so cold and detached.

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