"Boss Long Chen, you can't leave!"
"Yes, Dean Long Chen, you can't leave."
The moment Long Chen announced his departure, the scene instantly erupted, and countless people's eyes were filled with disappointment and reluctance.
"You lead us to victory. You are the king of our Moluo Star Domain. With you here, we can see hope and unite.
Once you leave, no one will submit to the other, and we will fall into chaos again. Do you want to see the human race turn on each other again? "Someone shouted excitedly.
"Dean Long Chen, the Moluo Star Domain is now leaderless, and all the ancestors have fallen. We need you—you can't leave!" A group of elderly men also stepped forward, their faces full of pleading.
The older generation of strong warriors saw further ahead and thought further ahead than the younger generation. Although the human race won, once Long Chen left, would the major powers continue to follow the same old path?
Continuing to compete for resources, continuing open and covert struggles, continuing to fight to the death? They were afraid; they didn't want to repeat the same mistakes. The lessons were too painful, so painful it was hard to breathe.
"Dean Long Chen, I beg you, please stay. We are willing to worship you as a god forever, and everything will be up to you."
Suddenly, countless powerful figures knelt before Long Chen, not wanting him to leave.
Long Chen felt a bit emotional. Looking at those pleading eyes, his eyes reddened slightly. He was a mortal with flesh and blood, and those sincere eyes made him feel that all his efforts were worthwhile, and his desperate efforts for them were not in vain.
"Boss Long Chen, stay here. The Moluo Star Domain can't do without you." Leng Hui and the others also wore pleading expressions.
"I must leave. Please don't make things difficult for me. Doing this won't change my decision; it will only make me feel more guilty. Everyone, get up. I have something to say to everyone." Long Chen sighed.
Seeing Long Chen determined to leave, people knew he was a man of his word. Knowing there was no way to change him, they stood up with gloomy expressions, not wanting to put him in a difficult position.
Seeing that everyone had stood up and stopped pleading, Long Chen nodded and said, "I am very grateful for your trust and support, and also for your understanding and tolerance."
Actually, I'm not a hero, nor a savior. I only know what I need to do, what I carry on my shoulders.
Actually, I'm just a mortal; everyone here is just a mortal. If you say I'm a hero, then in fact, everyone here is.
We can all go to the battlefield for our loved ones, knowing we must die, yet pressing forward without resistance.
A hero is just a spark; what we need to do is pass on the torch. The ancestors passed the torch to me, and now I pass this spark to you.
Don't worry—the flame of human will will never be extinguished, and the human race never lacks heroes. Whenever disaster strikes, heroes will surely appear.
When danger strikes, the demon-revealing mirror appears, revealing the true colors of despicable villains and emerging heroes.
We need a pair of wise eyes to discern good from bad people. I am an extreme person.
I will kill bad people, and sometimes I will also eliminate those who are ignorant and have been brainwashed to cause trouble everywhere.
I don't care about the process; I only care about the outcome. So when I ordered the execution of those rumor-mongers and instigators, I actually knew that some of those people were pitiful fools who had been deceived. Although they were hateful, their crimes did not warrant death.
But fate has not given us much time. If we waste time and energy on them, it will ultimately lead to the downfall of the entire human race.
As you can see, this battle was a narrow victory, and at a tremendous cost.
Every little delay in the process meant sacrificing countless innocent people. "
Dean Long Chen, we were foolish. Everything you did was right. We shouldn't have questioned you. We deserve to die..."
Someone stepped forward, tears streaming down their faces and crying with shame.
Countless people lowered their heads in shame. Among those present, quite a few had held prejudices against Long Chen back then, believing he had ulterior motives and wanted to seize the resources of the Moluo Star Domain.
Now that Long Chen had announced his departure, they were instantly so ashamed they could no longer tolerate themselves. They were judging a gentleman with a petty mind. Long Chen was a peerless hero, and their thinking was practically a desecration of him.
What saddens them most is that they feel Long Chen left because of their doubts and hurt his heart. Thinking of this, they regret it even more.
Long Chen waved his hand and said, "I'm not saying this to prove to you how wise my decision was."
I want to tell you, some things may seem right, but they're not necessarily right; some things may seem wrong, but they're not necessarily wrong.
Right and wrong often take time to verify. From the perspective of this point, my decision was correct.
But after thousands or tens of thousands of years, who can guarantee that my decision will still be right?
So, many times, right and wrong don't matter. What matters is that we learn to respect and be grateful, not be disturbed by greedy desires, and act according to our heart. Even if we make mistakes, we won't be far from wrong.
Dean Xue Yifan had been planning for tens of thousands of years, and his greatest wish during his lifetime was to leave behind a spark of heroism through a war.
Let this spark be passed down forever, so that future generations will want to be heroes, believe in heroes, and follow heroes, so that the tragedies of history will never happen again.
Now, in the Moluo Star Domain, there are two heroic fire seeds: one is the spiritual will of the ancestors, destined to be immortal.
The other is the Galaxy Sky Technique. I hope it will become your guiding light, keeping justice in your hearts, guarding kindness, and passing it down for thousands of years.
Although I will leave, I believe that with these two fire seeds, the Moluo Star Domain will only get better and stronger.
Through this war, I saw countless heroic figures. I knew that soon you would grow from saplings into towering trees, sheltering the human race from wind and rain. Long
Chen's eyes swept over the crowd, looking at the pairs full of deep affection. He felt deeply gratified. War is terrifying, but not without merit. Like waves sifting sand, gold reveals. Perhaps, after this battle, the Moluo Star Domain can enter a period of lasting peace and stability.
"Boss Long Chen, we definitely won't let you down." Leng Hui, Tu Hu, and the other Galaxy Warriors cried out loudly, tears streaming down their faces.
Long Chen nodded, patted everyone on the shoulder firmly with Guo Ran, and the two waved goodbye to the crowd. They boarded the flying boat and left. People watched as the vessel disappeared, and countless powerful figures knelt down again, worshipping in the direction Long Chen had left.