Chapter 595 One Man, One Saber (1)

While they were talking, many people began to sit down in the valley below.

Someone was crying while holding the corpse!

Someone was sitting there, thinking about something.

Someone was chanting in a low voice.

The European Watchmen won, but there was no joy in victory, because this battle was too fierce, and this valley would be forever remembered.

Tens of thousands of Watchmen died in this place, and sorrow enveloped the entire valley.

For hundreds of years, such a tragic scene had never appeared before. More than half of European Watchmen had died!

In the valley, a low chant sounded.

"I've got a sharp sword that is stained with blood!"

"I've got two sabers to cleave the sky!"

...

"I've got a machete to slay the dragon!"

...

The song was filled with sadness and despair. These people who fought side by side with them fell permanently in this place.