Tilian said a lot in one breath, until he himself was gasping for air.
From the moment he entered the Black Dragon Empire until now, everything occurred under his influence. But he could only suppress everything in his heart. Every time he saw the Black Dragon Empire descended into chaos, he felt extraordinary joy, but he couldn't share this joy with anyone. But now, none of this mattered anymore.
Because everything would end here!
Long Yi took a few steps forwards, looking at Tilian's pale face, looking into Tilian's eyes.
Tilian was no longer the Tilian of the past, but those eyes had not changed at all.
Those eyes were the very ones Long Yi saw during his time travel in the past, in the ward.
In those eyes, there was only firm resolve.
Previously, Long Yi, in a fit of rage, traveled back in time to try to strangle Tilian in the past and end the war directly, but he was stopped by the Fine Gold Golem. But Long Yi knew that the only thing that really stopped him was himself.