Chapter 722: Chapter 456 Real Division_2 Chapter 722: Chapter 456 Real Division_2 He was just one part of the sacrifice, and even death could not escape the fate of being absorbed.

“Escape, flee to a faraway place…”

Su Han transmitted his final belief into the Star Torch Network.

Deep within the Great Blood Sea, the residents of humanity’s twelve cities, watching Su Han being pierced and attacked before their eyes, filled with tears instantaneously.

“No, it can’t be, how could our Lord…”

“The Earth is gone…”

“Mommy, Lord Brother… what’s happened to him…”

Crying, despair, and sorrow intertwined in everyone’s hearts.

Everyone understood the importance of Su Han.

Now, seeing his end, no one could accept it.

Countless forces gathered within the Star Torch Network, the mighty power of belief and emotions, as formidable as that of any demigod.

But it was still not enough.

“He’s gone offline… there’s no trace of him in the Star Torch Network… no amount of energy can reach him now.”

“Bang”
Zhu Xiong furiously smashed the table: “Damn it, can’t we help at all?”

Passing on Su Han’s final message was a risky decision they had made.

All they could do was provide Su Han with what little power they could muster.

Since the slaughter of the demigod began, they witnessed every one of Su Han’s struggles.

But they couldn’t lend a hand no matter how much they wished to.

Bai Qilan’s eyes were already red, and her knuckles whitened from the grip.

“He won’t die; at Ninth-Order one cannot be destroyed. As long as the Star Torch Tree stands, as long as humanity exists, there’s a chance to resurrect him.”

Bai Qilan’s voice trembled, she forcibly suppressed herself, trying to stay rational: “Disperse, scatter to even farther places, not just the twelve cities, everyone with access to Great Demon Space take a group of people, spread out, humanity won’t die, he will return.”

Su Han had fought for a chance at survival for humanity, at least the Evil God wouldn’t notice humans while drawing from the source.

When humanity was sufficiently dispersed, they wouldn’t care about ants.

Even if these ants were bound to seek vengeance.

“Fourth-Order Generals of the Tree Domain Troops can transform into Fifth-Order Insect God Generals or Stellar Torch Guardians, signing a new contract with the Blood Sea Space, preserving more hope.”

Qin Henghu and the others had heavy hearts, but right now, they couldn’t fail Su Han’s hopes.

They glimpsed the man’s form gradually becoming light, already turning into a wraith, a feeling as if their hearts were being scraped with a knife.

These old folks were the ones who ought to die, and yet they couldn’t even manage to die with meaning.

“Elder Li.”

Bai Qilan looked towards the sub-seat’s Li Wenyuan, suddenly showing surprise.

Li Wenyuan’s eyes were tightly closed, but his body emanated a faint golden light.

Suddenly, her expression changed dramatically, a flash of light crossed her eyes as if she had thought of something.

Her reaction caught everyone’s attention and they too noticed Li Wenyuan’s abnormal state.

Everyone held their breath.

Finally, Li Wenyuan opened his eyes, showing a trace of resolution in their depths.

“Elder Li, from the World’s Will…”

“It has given us a chance to choose.”

Li Wenyuan spoke in a heavy tone, slowly, it was a gravely significant choice.

“No matter the cost, we must save Su Han.”

Bai Qilan declared emphatically, while Zhu Xiong and several others stood up abruptly, their gazes resolute.

Li Wenyuan looked at them deeply, enunciating each word: “The cost is the sacrifice of all survivors.”

“What?!”

The crowd was shocked by these words, hesitance unfolding: “Elder Li, this…”

“To sacrifice to the Star Torch Tree, offering everything, fusing it all into the Star Torch Tree, the World’s Will would pass the strength to Su Han, but we only have one chance, state your decision now, before the source is completely taken away.”

Everyone fell silent.

They had fought to leave a glimmer of hope for humanity, but the hope to save Su Han was to gather the sparks.

No, more serious than gathering, it was to extinguish all lights to ignite the final torch.

“I agree.”

Bai Qilan raised her hand, her gaze unwavering.

It was an irrational decision, a selfish one, humanity might die.

“I also agree, he saved my life in the Happiness Community.”

“We still owe Su Han a bowl of noodles, the day he saved us, he did not eat.”

Zhu Xiong raised his hand, and so did Gan Xinglei and his wife Yan Meiyu.

“Agreed.”

One after another, the high-ranking officials who were qualified to attend this meeting raised their hands.

To hell with preserving the ember.

The old generals tossed aside so-called rationality.

Yes, humanity could keep the spark burning.

But speaking of back then, if everyone solely thought of preserving their spark, that weak fire would have extinguished long ago.

They were soldiers, meant to die on the battlefield.

They should have died with Su Han on Earth.

“What about everyone else?”

Long Xingyuan frowned; they were willing to sacrifice, but what about others? Sacrifice isn’t a rite; they couldn’t just strip others of their lives.

“I’ll do it.”

Li Wenyuan closed his eyes for a moment, projecting the image of the Spiritual World and Su Han, who had already become so faint, almost imperceptible, for all to see.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am Li Wenyuan.”

His voice boomed throughout the twelve Blood Sea Spaces, low and slightly hoarse.

“As you can see, Su Han has died. Our homes, our Earth, are also being destroyed by the Evil God.”

His words shattered everyone’s last illusion, eliciting cries of anguish and roars from the crowd.

“Su Han told us to flee, run to places far away. If humanity does not die, perhaps in a billion years, Su Han may return, may be reborn, humanity may thrive again, become great once more.”