Chapter 210: A man with no one to respond to

"Saving Belobog, I am only doing so for the sake of a departed hero."

"Not for some Supreme Guardian."

"Hero? Departed?"

Gepard and Bronya were both very confused.

Completely bewildered.

Even March 7th was puzzled.

"But, Mr. Su Han, didn't you come here with us?"

"You shouldn't have been here before, right?"

"Of course not."

"Because that was a piece of information I discovered only after scouring history. Over 700 years ago, your Jarilo had a person named 【Igor Haft】."

Before he could finish, Bronya exclaimed.

"Igor Haft?"

"You actually know him?"

Gepard was also greatly shocked.

"That is a legendary figure in Belobog. His deeds of battling the Antimatter Legion have been passed down, adapted into stories and poems, and even children in the streets can hear them often."

"And the Silvermane Guards led by Igor Haft were known as the 【Eighth Iron Army】."

"This is precisely because they were as solid and unyielding as steel, swearing to defend their beloved homeland, even if it meant spilling their blood across this land!"

Not just in the Overworld.

Even in the Underworld, this story was widely spread.

"It seems you know something. Then let me tell you the part you don't know. He once traveled into the galaxy, seeking help everywhere to save his hometown, but no one responded to him."

"No one was willing to listen to his pleas, to hear his desperate tears and cries."

"Running about time and time again, all he got in return was despair."

Bronya's expression was one of pity and disbelief.

"How could it be like this?"

"The universe is so vast, with countless civilizations; is there not one capable of resisting the Antimatter Legion?"

"He thought the same at the time."

"But because the universe is vast, Jarilo's crisis, viewed from the galaxy, was merely a drop in the ocean. Stars fall and civilizations perish at every moment."

Then.

Who would care about the disappearance of a tiny star?

Yet Igor Haft still did not give up.

To better expose himself to the eyes of many civilizations, he constantly participated in competitions, even cutting off an arm to replace it with a prosthetic.

This left Gepard deeply moved, sinking into grief.

After all.