By the time the last corpse fell into a pool of blood, there was no one left to block Huai Shi's path.
He stepped onto the last step that had been dyed red.
Huai Shi finally arrived at the top of the tall tower, facing a gust of wind.
Within the gust of wind, he saw a solemn and sacred hall, a large plaza in front of him, and a young girl who had been waiting for him for a long time.
Her long golden hair fluttered in the air, like a burning flame.
She propped herself up with her stone sword and stared at Huai Shi, who had come from afar.
In the sky above her head, a huge sun that did not belong to this place was burning vigorously. With the bronze ring carved with countless patterns as the carrier, the projection of the First Sun, Taz Katriboka, appeared here, burning violently and shrouding the entire square.
At this moment, she was not wearing armor, and she did not have the youthful and modern aura of the past.
She wore a sacred robe and a jewel-studded crown. Her exposed face and arms were covered with blood-red inscriptions and totems.
This was the shadow of the Smoke Mirror on the ground. The representative of the First Sun, Taz Catripoca's High Priest.
Liz Hetmok was here.
She was fully armed and waiting for her enemy.
"Have you prepared how to defeat me?"
She raised her eyes and stared at Huai Shi, whose upper body was dyed red with blood.
"Not yet."
Huai Shi sighed and lowered his head, looking at the wounds on his chest and arms, as well as the metal scars that had formed after the Silver Blood Medicine had healed.
He could no longer be considered to be in peak condition.
He could be said to be an arrow at the end of its flight.
Against Liz, the future leader of the American Faction, who was armed to the teeth and had the geographical advantage, he did not have much confidence.
Even if they were at the same level, her skill and experience were not inferior to his, not to mention the countless border relics on her body.
As for the bronze sun that enveloped the entire plaza, just by sensing the tyrannical Origin Substance and divine might that constantly surged out, it was possible to understand how terrifying the power hidden within was.
"Actually, I don't have much strength left. Even though I can still hold on, I have less than a third of my Origin Substance left … …"
Huai Shi sincerely asked, "So, can you please make a little convenience here and let me go?"
Liz looked at him, her face expressionless.
He was not angered by such shameless words, or perhaps he already knew that his opponent never had the self-awareness of a warrior.
"I'm sorry, Huai Shi. Work is work."
She propped her hand on the stone sword and replied indifferently, "Moreover, other than work, there are also personal grudges."
"… I really have no way to refute that," Huai Shi smiled bitterly, "Believe me, I have also suffered greatly, in various ways."
"Are you regretting it?"
"I regret it very much." Huai Shi nodded sincerely. "Do you need me to apologize?"
"Repentance won't help."
"But I still want to repent."
Huai Shi scratched his head and looked at the woman in front of him awkwardly. He said tentatively, "I'm sorry? Can you forgive me? I feel like we can get along quite well. If there's a chance, we can definitely become good friends. "
Liz didn't reply.
Instead, the stone sword in her hand twisted slightly. Sparks flew from the friction between metal and stone, and the sharp stone teeth were already aimed at Huai Shi's throat.
She was ready to attack.
Repentance wouldn't help.
Even if Huai Shi knelt here and offered his body to the Skinning God to atone for his sins, it wouldn't change Liz's mind.
As such, there was no need to waste any more words.
She didn't want to hear any more.
In the dead silence, Huai Shi's expression gradually stiffened. After a long time, he sighed helplessly. "As the representative of the gods on the ground, are you really going to remain indifferent to the cries of so many people?"
"The Smoke Mirror is not a benevolent god. Don't be mistaken, Huai Shi."
Liz sneered. "In the first era, once the people on the ground began to waver in front of hell, the sun would fall. Taz Catripoka turned into a leopard and killed everyone in the world. One of its names is Necoc Yaotl, which means' enemies of all sides'. Those who don't believe in it can't be saved, and those who believe in it can't live.
The wind of impermanence never cares for the human world, let alone hell. “
She said indifferently, "God will not pity this place."
"But as Liz?"
Huai Shi took a step forward and asked again, "Liz Hetmok, as a Ascender and a benevolent human, do you really not have any mercy in your heart?"
"No."
Liz raised the stone sword coldly and said word by word, "So, Huai Shi, please don't talk nonsense. If you want to go through here, it's very simple. There's only one way, and that is to kill me.
Or, let me kill you … I'll personally send you to the Underworld. "
"Okay."
The last gentleness in Huai Shi's eyes slowly dissipated, and he gradually became serious. "Then, as you wish, Liz, Liz Hetmok."
He raised the Sword of Virtue in his hand, but the blade quickly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
He took the first step forward.
He met her cold and solemn gaze.
"Liz, you're indeed an opponent that I can't defeat if I don't go all out. But even if I defeat you, I'm afraid I don't have any strength left.
I have to save this strength to do more important things. "
"So, I'll give you the choice —"
Once again, he took a step forward.
Under the light of the sun, he walked barehanded toward the girl who blocked his way step by step.
"I'll go through here, but I won't fight with you." Huai Shi looked into her eyes and told her seriously, "If you think what I'm doing is meaningless, then kill me here. I won't resist."
The first step, the second step, and then the third step …
Stepping into the frenzy of killing intent and letting the premonition of death engulf him, Huai Shi calmly stared at Liz and calmly accepted the anger and hatred.
Forward.
Step by step …
Without any hesitation.
"You're really unrepentant, Huai Shi."
In the silence, Liz's eyes became colder and colder. "How stupid it is to place your victory and defeat on someone else's pity."
"Sorry, I have no other choice."
Huai Shi calmly moved forward. "But Liz, you still have."
"Now, there's a chance in front of you. You can choose to save them, like me, or let them fall into the abyss … and build your heaven on top of wailing and hell."
For a moment, Liz seemed to be shaken.
But soon, her eyes became as hard as iron. There was no longer any weakness or wavering, only coldness.
"This is hell, Huai Shi … … How can mercy be found in this place?"
She softly muttered, spitting out her last bit of pity. "This place is already incurable, just like you … … You have to accept reality!"
In that moment, the stone toothed sword trembled violently and let out a roar.
The Panther Spirit's soul rose from within, accompanied by Liz's Origin Substance. It flowed into the secret instrument, causing endless smoke to rise towards the bronze sun in the sky!
"The ever-changing wind, please bestow disaster upon us!"
Liz raised her head and declared to the world in front of her, "The light of the human world has fallen here, and eternal darkness has been born in the night — —"
As a result, the endless flames seemed to become corporeal and fell from the sun. Countless strands gathered and wrapped around the stone toothed sword!
It caused the ancient sword blade to burn red in an instant.
It sizzled in Liz's hands.
The premonition of death invaded Huai Shi's heart like never before, causing his soul to tremble as he sensed the divine might in the sky.
Without a doubt, this was a remnant of a god.
The reflection of a miracle on the ground.
When the tyrannical flames dissipated, the bronze sun in the sky revealed a solemn mirror made of obsidian. The mirror was eternally pitch-black, as if it reflected the end and future of this world.
However, in that darkness, a solemn outline appeared.
A huge and withered skeleton sat upright in the sun. It was deathly silent and desolate, as if it had long died with the old world.
But now, under Liz's call, a dark green flame ignited in the pitch-black eye sockets.
A wisp of scarlet red condensed, just like the last glimmer of light at the end of dusk.
It fell from the fingers in front of its knees.
The blood light fell on the cracked blade, causing the stone toothed sword to emit a mournful cry and tremble violently, unable to bear the burden.
It revealed endless tyrannical ferocity — —
"Receive the bitter fruit, Huai Shi."
Liz angrily said, "This is the last afterglow you will ever see!"
In that instant, the stone toothed sword slashed down.
It aimed at Huai Shi who was just inches away.
The world was dark.
The bronze sun shattered with a bang. Endless power was entrusted to this sword, causing all things to be drowned in death.
— — Miracle Imprint — — The First Cause of Death!
This was a replay of the end of the first era. Taz Catripoca extinguished himself and indulged in tyranny, causing the afterimage of the destruction of the era to be entrusted to this sword, turning into a dim light that completely destroyed everything.
This was the last mercy he left for the mortal world.
Before the endless darkness arrived, the last ray of the sun's afterglow!
And it was at that moment that Liz's eyes reflected the young man who walked forward alone and calmly welcomed death.
And … the dark tide that followed behind him!
Unbelievable.
It was the illusion of the past that followed salvation, and it was also the perfect remnant that had once ushered in salvation.
Countless figures gathered in one place, like a long march, with no end in sight and no boundary in sight. It was as if they covered the sky and earth, forming a huge scale that swallowed the entire world.
They came from different places, different species, and even different eras. Those souls that yearned for salvation followed the lonely figure.
When he walked forward alone, he didn't know that tens of millions of people were following him.
In the fleeting afterglow, those strange and familiar faces appeared in front of Liz's eyes, making her widen her eyes in disbelief.
In those completely different groups, there was a vague illusion of deja vu … It was the uniform of the Ivy League!
Those who died in this battle, the patients who were seriously injured and unconscious, and the poor souls who lost themselves in the assimilation of hell.
But now, those silhouettes that should have settled in the deepest part of hell stood behind Huai Shi.
They stood in front of Liz.
They quietly watched her, along with tens of millions of people, walk toward the destruction bestowed by God in front of them.
"You bunch of …" Idiots! "
Liz lowered her eyes sadly, and the sword slashed down.
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