In the world of darkness, a fire lit up.
The steel star fell from the sky, penetrating the atmosphere and breaking through the darkness. It burned and turned into a sharp blade that pierced the world, breaking the silence and sprinkling burning fire in the darkness.
It illuminated the eyes that were shrouded in darkness once again.
Singing the melody of the past, continuing the mission of the past, following the will of this struggle to the end, Nautilus sang mightily, spreading waves. Wherever it passed, it gathered all the rebellious rhythms into it, playing the symphony of killing Gaia.
Towards the steel tree between heaven and earth, towards Gaia that wanted to escape from its cage.
Nautilus roared out!
Behind the crack, an ear-piercing hiss rose.
Two palms stained with blood forcefully opened the crack, and from within, a slender arm stretched out and spread its five fingers towards Nautilus!
Reject, reject, reject, reject!
It was like a silent cry.
Go away!
Mother of All Things, Gaia that gave birth to countless living beings, actually resisted the return of its children for the first time in history. It wanted to shut out this return and its own destruction!
Countless barriers appeared in front of the five fingers that spread out, and a complex structure that was thousands of times stronger than the Ultimate was created in an instant.
Endless water spread out to form a barrier, flames rose, and the high-temperature domain rapidly expanded. Rocks turned into iron walls, and hurricanes forged high walls.
The four elements of ancient Greece were instantly established at this moment, forming a pure framework that was not inferior to any Creator. No, even the framework of the Creator was just a clumsy imitation of Mother Earth's authority.
Now, when the four elements merged from the center, a dazzling golden light rose from it.
Suspended Matter: Ether!
Or Living Soil, or Mana, or the origin of all things … This was the primordial substance that could give birth to all life and death in the world!
Now, the last strand of membrane that gave birth to all things formed a barrier, erected between heaven and earth, just to block the iron light that descended from the sky!
But Nautilus did not stop at all!
"Forward! Forward! Forward! "
On the bridge, all the operators were shouting hoarsely.
In the blazing air of the wheel cabin, in front of the screen in the corridor, in the empty weapons warehouse, there were middle-aged people cheering with wine bottles raised high, young people shouting, and even old people who stood with their hands behind their backs, waiting quietly in the corner.
Everyone clenched their fists.
They didn't care about the impending destruction. Instead, they widened their eyes and stared at their enemies.
Accelerate!
They were still accelerating.
Towards the enemy, towards his own destruction!
In the blink of an eye, the burning Nautilus had crossed the long gap between heaven and earth, pierced through the darkness, and pierced into the domain filled with high heat. It pierced through the hurricane, crushed the water, and destroyed the iron wall that was not worth mentioning.
Then, it brazenly crashed into the Wall of Aether!
The resounding roar engulfed the entire world. The sudden rise of the flames lit up the night sky once again. In the dazzling light, countless sparks flew.
Intense tremors swept through the entire Nautilus, and for a moment, the sound of explosions rang out incessantly. Under the shattered Sinkhole armor, flames rose and spewed out.
The dragon bones wailed and twisted.
However, at the tail of the battleship, the gushing flames did not extinguish. Instead, they grew even more intense.
Within Nimo's engine, the sound of waves roared as it swallowed and spat out large amounts of Origin Substance, pushing its speed to an unimaginable peak.
On the Wall of Aether, a tiny crack quietly appeared!
In the shackles of the World Tree, the raised palm trembled violently. Cracks appeared between its five fingers, and wisps of blood seeped out.
It did its best to maintain the integrity of the Aether Barrier!
It did not allow the last straw that broke the camel's back to fall …
In the bridge, amidst the ear-piercing alarm, Huai Shi raised his head from the broken instrument. Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and he coughed violently.
"It's just going home. There's no need to hate me so much, right?" He panted and laughed self-deprecatingly. "You won't even let me in?
Are all the parents in the world the same? "
Gaia hissed.
It was as if it was angrily rebuking, and there was no longer any pity or gentleness.
And Huai Shi raised his palm again from the wreckage.
Towards the World Tree.
It was as if he wanted to grab the hand that stretched out from the crack.
"Don't be angry."
Huai Shi clenched his five fingers and told him through the screen, "I have a gift for you –"
He said, "Including the anger of being abandoned."
The phantom of the giant bull emerged from the Nautilus, and the flames of anger reignited!
"The sadness of being homeless."
A pitch-black python slithered out from the Ultimate and coiled around the warship, hissing silently.
"The compassion of putting oneself in the shoes of others."
The outline of the white deer walked out of the void, stepping on countless rapidly growing plants and flowers, and looked back.
"The virtue of survival."
The horse neighed, and a bright and solemn glow descended.
"The pain of struggling alone."
In the lower cabin, Bechymos propped up its body again, devouring all the power of hell, and adding all the impact to the Nautilus.
"The resentment of the cold world."
The crows hissed, and countless iron lights emerged from the darkness. The spreading blood-red adhered to the warship, causing the huge warship to grow again.
"Finally, there's my own choice, my family and my duty!"
The sea surged, and the sound of the tide reverberated. In the Nemo engine, Ahfang's giant whale stirred up huge waves, placing endless mass on the warship that had turned into a sharp blade!
"This is all that I have —"
Huai Shi stared at the element of destruction in front of him, and said,
"Now, please accept my humble gift."
At that moment, the warship shrouded in dazzling flames boldly charged forward!
Amidst the sonorous singing, it nailed into the Wall of Aether, piercing through the last obstacle in front of it. Spurting out endless flames, it pierced down towards the World Tree bit by bit!
"Squeak! Squeak!"
In the ear-piercing sound, there seemed to be some words echoing. It was difficult to distinguish, and it was impossible to hear clearly.
But no one would care about that anymore.
At that moment, right in front of Gaia's palm, only the roar from the Nautilus reverberated throughout the entire world.
Countless cracks rapidly spread on the Wall of Aether, until finally, it collapsed with a loud crash.
It brazenly pierced through the last obstacle and moved forward!
The warship that had placed all its power collided with the palm.
It caused the raised palm to quickly distort, and the five fingers shattered.
Amidst the shrill cries, Gaia stubbornly withstood the last of its power, in a stalemate with the destruction that was close at hand, futilely delaying the time limit for the last weight to fall.
But at that moment, Huai Shi fell into a trance for no reason.
The operation of his thoughts seemed to have paused for a moment.
The sound of birds chirping rang in his ears.
It was so far away.
It was so clear.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him, at the end of the earth … There was a ray of light flying over.
No, there was no ray of light.
That was just an illusion that he had created himself. His soul told him that something was appearing, something that couldn't be observed with the naked eye was happening.
Someone seemed to be walking past him slowly.
The moment they brushed past each other, they stopped and patted him on the shoulder.
They were full of gratitude.
They conveyed the last farewell.
"Thank you, Huai Shi."
A familiar voice echoed in his soul.
The illusory light that didn't exist, the free birds, and even the wind of some huge object passing by him, were the real things that hit him in the face.
At that moment, he finally caught a glimpse of the fleeting silhouette.
The old man with the sword stood straight and walked forward in a dignified manner.
His messy white hair fluttered in the wind.
It was like a rising flame.
Sword Saint?
That was … Shang Quan!
Was he dead?
Or … was he still alive?
At that moment, he drew his sword towards Gaia and Shang Quan.
.
.
A long time ago.
After the Heretic King smashed Shang Quan's head with a punch, he turned around and left indifferently.
However, after he walked out for a walk, his footsteps inconceivably stopped on the spot.
A soft whisper came from the wind.
Right below his feet, the sharp blade that had fallen into the earth was trembling and crying out. Blood flowed down from the blade like tears, expressing the remnant hatred that remained.
Cracks began to spread out from the edge of the blade.
Just like that, it turned into ashes in the wind.
However, behind the Heretic Monarch, in the empty air, there was something that caused even frozen souls to tremble.
It was something that even death couldn't destroy!
When the cold wind blew from afar, a blurry silhouette appeared like an illusion under the flash of lightning at the end of the night sky.
It was fleeting.
It was like a human figure standing with his hands tied.
It was like a young man, a strong man, or a stooped old man.
The remnant in the wind kept changing.
Only the pair of clear eyes didn't waver or haze.
It wasn't a ghost, and it didn't have any source substance.
It was just a pure obsession.
However, when the bubble-like remnant raised its head and looked forward, the Heretic Monarch felt a chill run down his spine.
"Is this the so-called … Sword Saint Mastery?"
The Heretic King focused on the opponent in front of him and was full of surprise. "It's really eye-opening!"
It could actually continue to exist after its body and soul were destroyed.
But what was left behind?
It was hard to understand.
Even in the abyss and countless hells, he had never seen such a strange scene.
How could such an unreasonable thing exist in this world?
At this moment, there was only a bubble of nothingness in front of him. It was no different from an illusion, but it brought about a substantial pressure. It was even stronger than when it was alive!
The bubble was growing rapidly.
It gradually solidified.
It was as if it was recasting itself. It collected the death and destruction that drifted in the fragment. The more death and destruction it absorbed, the clearer the ethereal illusion became!
But the Heretic King didn't do anything.
He didn't interfere.
He just waited.
Until the Sword Saint woke up again. He looked in front of him and was full of doubts.
"You didn't stop me, senior?"
"Why should I?"
The Heretic King sat cross-legged on the ground and pressed his hands on his knees. His turbid eyes were filled with ecstasy and anticipation. "I want to fight with you!"
"But I've already lost."
Shang Quan smiled freely. "You couldn't win when you were alive, but after you died, it will be different. You won, senior. You fought with me fair and square and won.
Or do you think that it will be different now? "
The Heretic King was stunned. He looked at everything in front of him and seemed to have realized something. Disappointment, regret, frustration, and anger gradually flashed in his eyes.
How could such precious results be wasted in such a wasteful manner?
"Why are you so stubborn!"
The Heretic King scolded angrily. "You are different, Shang Quan. You should understand —"
From the moment you held the sword, no, from the moment you were born, long before you cried, long before your first consciousness sprouted from your mother's womb, you should have understood!
You are different from those 'living things' who only care about personal gain!
You have talent, you are like me!
"You still have a chance, Shang Quan."
The Heretic King invited for the last time. "Come to me. You can obtain eternal life, just like me. You will have endless time! "
Shang Quan didn't say anything.
He just remained silent and looked at the vast war between heaven and earth in the distance.
After a long time.
Suddenly, he asked, "So what if I obtain eternal life?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the war that dominated the direction of this world.
He looked at the flames of Calamity Mother, Osiris's intense light, Fusang's final sacrifice, and Nautilus's falling figure like a star.
It was as if he had used all his strength to climb to the top of the mountain and looked at the endless world in the distance.
He didn't know whether he should be satisfied or frustrated.
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