Chapter 78: Courage in Song

Once upon a time, there was an army — a force that stood against the Abyss for a thousand years.

Once upon a time, there were people — warriors unafraid of death, their blood staining a thousand mountains.

Zhang Huanyun felt his heart heavy, unable to put his feelings into words.

'Blood God.'

Just hearing that name, one could tell: this was an army capable of slaying gods. As the corps commander, Zhang Huanyun came from the War God Hall. In his youth, he was hailed as the number one prodigy, breaking through to Title Douluo at a young age, his title: Mirror. Now, he stood proudly at the level of Limit Douluo, a four-word battle armor master, a demigod of the continent. When his Mirror Domain was unleashed, even true gods would shy away.

That day, it was also because of the War God Hall that he went into hiding, embedding himself within this force. By strength and merit, he earned the rank of general, becoming the 32nd corps commander of the Blood God Army.

But because of the army's secrecy, he had concealed his identity for who knows how many years.

Now, with the Federation publicly declaring that the Blood God Army could reveal itself, how could they not be excited?

These warriors had never feared death. From the moment they donned their uniforms and joined this place, they were ready to fight the Abyss Plane to the very end. Were they scared? Of course they were. Even Zhang Huanyun was — scared that after death, no one would remember them, that everything they did would vanish from the Federation's history, leaving behind only the words "Blood God Army."

Because of this, in the hidden space beneath the Endless Mountain Range, they erected a monument: "The Blood God's Spirit Will Live On! The Continent's Resolve Will Not Falter!"

But now, they were no longer afraid.

The Blood God Army was stepping into the light, shaking the entire continent!

"Tianwu, muster the troops." Zhang Huanyun spoke firmly, his eyes filled with determination.

"Yes!" Long Tianwu saluted.

"Remember, don't mobilize the Blood Division, only draw from the Divine Division. And don't forget to pass this good news to the Blood Division's commander." Zhang Huanyun patted Long Tianwu's shoulder.

Though he was the strongest in the Blood God Army, his position was unique. The army was divided into two divisions — the Blood Division and the Divine Division. Each had a commander and vice-commander, all Title Douluo-level, three-word battle armor masters. The corps commander was technically above them, but only one existed at a time.

Besides these positions, there were the Nine Blood Gods, each a Title Douluo:

The current Blood One had been held by two people. One was Cao Dezhi, a 99th-rank Limit Douluo, title "Ruthless," Martial Soul: Ruthless Sword, the Douluo Hall master of Tang Sect, former Tang Sect head, former captain of the Shrek Seven Monsters, and the head of the Blood Gods. A Federation three-star general, four-word battle armor master.

The other was Gu You's master... Leng Yaozhu, a 99th-rank Limit Douluo (demigod), title "Heavenly Phoenix," Martial Soul: Heavenly Phoenix, vice-master of the Spirit Pagoda, vice-chair of the Spirit Pagoda council, black-grade mecha master, four-word battle armor master, known as the Spirit Pagoda's number one beauty.

The rest:

Blood Two: 97th-rank Super Douluo, three-word battle armor master, Chen Xinjie's younger brother, father of Blood Nine.

Blood Three: Title Douluo, three-word battle armor master, Yun Ming's cousin Yun Lan, from Shrek Academy.

Blood Four: Title Douluo, three-word battle armor master, from the War God Hall.

Blood Five: Title Douluo, three-word battle armor master, tall and muscular, dark-skinned, once a student under Yun Ming, from Shrek Academy.

Blood Six: Title Douluo, three-word battle armor master, slender, plain-looking, agility-type soul master, from Tang Sect.

Blood Seven: Title Douluo, three-word battle armor master, looks like a young man in his late twenties, from Tang Sect.

Blood Eight: Female, Title Douluo, three-word battle armor master, Martial Soul: a large silver blade, from War God Hall.

Blood Nine: Martial Soul: Serpent Spear, Title Douluo, once lost the Blood Nine title after being defeated by Tang Wulin, secretly likes Blood Eight, son of Blood Two, nephew of Chen Xinjie, from War God Hall.

From this, it was clear: even though the Federation's internal factions were not always harmonious, when it came to the crisis facing the Douluo Plane, their contributions, especially the sacrifices of the Blood God Army, were undeniable. Even if Tang Sect still bore the label of treason, its help to the Federation and Douluo Plane was enormous.

The Blood God Army might be called an army, but in truth, it only had two divisions.

The Blood Division, meaning "to fight to the death, never retreat," was the main combat unit against abyssal creatures, led by Xu Weitao.

The Divine Division was the special operations division, including the mecha battle group, heavy weapons defense units, and various auxiliary troops. Though each division was called a "division," they each contained five regiments — effectively independent divisions.

For this first public parade, they would draw only from the Divine Division, since the Blood Division had to stay at the front lines, always alert, without a moment's rest. But one day, the Blood Division's parade would come — and on that day, the world would cheer for them!

"Old Xu already knows," Long Tianwu said. "But he said his heart isn't at ease. Lately, the Abyss Plane has been stirring too often. He's worried something might be brewing. Still, the messenger said he was definitely excited."

"Haha! Getting old, and now he knows fear," Zhang Huanyun laughed. "You'll preside over the parade. I'll sit this one out. Mobilize what you can — but remember, the goal is to display the army's divine might, to let them remember the words 'Blood God'!"

Zhang Huanyun placed the music disk onto the military broadcast system.

"Let's hear what kind of gift the Federation has sent us."

Long Tianwu was also curious.

A moment later, low and solemn music began to play.

'This… is brave…'

The broadcast echoed powerfully, resonating deep into every soldier's heart — especially the high-level soul masters, who could hear every word with perfect clarity.

"It's got some rhyme to it," Long Tianwu chuckled.

"It really does. This song is not bad. Listening to it, I feel my blood boiling," Zhang Huanyun laughed in reply.

They say they will bring the light, to tame every monster.

They say they will stitch up your wounds, for no one loves a clown.

Why is loneliness… not… glorious…?

At that moment, a unique emotion surged between the two men.

'Why is loneliness not glorious?' Not only Zhang Huanyun and Long Tianwu — the entire Blood God Army, even its farthest outposts, could hear it clearly.

In every warrior's heart, a new flame ignited — a swelling, blazing heat that surged through countless souls.

Inside the Blood Division, Xu Weitao silently wiped away two tears.

'We were not forgotten. The world has not forgotten our sacrifice.'

(End of Chapter)

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