Rui Jin would forever sink into the palm of Nangong Zhe's Yama Shadow, unable to break free and suffering eternal calamity. This was Nangong Zhe's end to his past. Such an ending should be enough to appease the inner resentment of those innocent lives, right?
Nangong Zhe gently swung the Heaven's Disaster Sword in his hand. The dark Heaven's Disaster Sword jumped freely like an elf on Nangong Zhe's fingertips, and finally returned to the scabbard with a clear cry like a tired bird returning home. The sound of the sword hilt and scabbard coming into contact was crisp and pleasant, and the whole battlefield seemed to echo with such a sound.
At the same time when the sound of scabbard and sword hilt intersecting was heard, the glass-like sword qi dragon condensed by Nangong Zhe's sword qi completely stopped moving. Cracks gradually spread on the sword qi dragon. Obviously, Nangong Zhe had released his control over the sword qi dragon. Although sword qi had a certain ability to maintain its stability, once it lost its owner's control, it would naturally dissipate. The current sword qi dragon was the same.
Like a piece of glass, it slowly shattered, pieces of blood-colored glass continued to fall to the ground. The sunlight passed through the pieces of glass, turning into a seven-colored light under the decomposition of the glass. At the same time, a strong bloody smell continued to spread from the place where the sword qi dragon collapsed. Gradually, the sword qi dragon had completely collapsed, revealing a skeleton with a golden luster. It maintained a struggling posture in front of everyone.
The sunlight shone on the skeleton, and the seven-colored light continued to emerge from the bottom of the skeleton. All this should have been very bloody, but at this moment, there was an indescribable beauty produced in such a place. Scorpion and Dedale, who were most attracted to the concept of 'art', were also stunned. Scorpion's art was eternal art. Immortality was the most appropriate summary of Scorpion's art. Dedale's art was an instantaneous explosion. The kind of art that compressed all emotions and life, and then burst out in one breath was what Dedale thought of as art.
But no matter what opinions these two people had about their art, there was an indescribable feeling of inferiority in their hearts at this moment. This was because their art was born to better kill people, and they had crowned killing with the name of 'art'. But real art needed the most fundamental criterion, that was' beauty '. Art was an existence that gave people a kind of beauty. If an art itself didn't have the most basic factor of' beauty ', then how could it be called' art '?
At this moment, what Nangong Zhe showed was a kind of beauty, a kind of beauty created through life. Whether it was Scorpion or Dedale, they asked themselves and felt that their art was indeed a bit one-sided and overly self-centered. If they didn't believe it, just look at the eyes of those people of Blood-Cloth Pavilion and Akatsuki organization. Rui Jin, as the altar master of Blood-Cloth Pavilion and a collaborator of Akatsuki organization, used such a miserable way to bid farewell to the world. Although people's eyes inevitably had fear of Nangong Zhe, they still couldn't let their eyes leave the direction of Rui Jin's skeleton, because such a scene was a kind of 'beauty' that no one had ever seen before!
Nangong Zhe turned his eyes to Scorpion and Dedale. Now the internal problems of Blood-Cloth Pavilion had come to an end, but as the enemy of Blood-Cloth Pavilion, Fang Xiao organization was still eyeing covetously from the side. The reason why Nangong Zhe was willing to take the risk to summon Li Yang and solve the problem of Rui Jin as soon as possible, was that he was worried that Akatsuki organization would attack Blood-Cloth Pavilion regardless of all the previous agreements after the battle. After all, Nangong Zhe's participation in the battle was actually a violation of the rules that had been set at the beginning. At this time, if Akatsuki organization wanted to intervene, there was really no way to stop them. After all, the reason was not on their side, wasn't it?
Therefore, Nangong Zhe used such a method to deal with Rui Jin, because he wanted to use such a method to let Akatsuki organization understand that if they really fought with Nangong Zhe, they wouldn't have much advantage. Even if he won in the end, Akatsuki organization would suffer huge losses. After all, after Nangong Zhe defeated Rui Jin, he obviously didn't even take a breath. After a while, if the battle really started, not to mention that the people of Blood-Cloth Pavilion had already fallen into a desperate situation, just Nangong Zhe alone could kill who knows how many people of Akatsuki organization.
The ultimate goal of Akatsuki organization was not as simple as taking down Blood-Cloth Pavilion. Who knows how long Akatsuki organization would need to recuperate to recover from such a loss. Sasori and Deidara probably knew a little bit about Akatsuki organization's ambition, so choosing to retreat at this time was also a wise move.
"Two guests of Akatsuki organization, our Blood-Cloth Pavilion's internal farce can be considered to have come to an end. I also respect Akatsuki organization very much. From a small force of Rain country until today, presumably Akatsuki organization still has a lot of smart people. At this time, you must have already understood that Blood-Cloth Pavilion has already stabilized. Anyone who wants to tear off a piece of meat from Blood-Cloth Pavilion's body is bound to be prepared for Blood-Cloth Pavilion's counterattack. I don't know … … what are you planning to do? "
Nangong Zhe lightly flicked his lapel, and didn't know when a little bit of dust had gotten on his lapel. With a little bit of smile on his face, he looked at Sasori and Deidara, but the heart of Sasori and Deidara was ice-cold.
Xiao Nan was still unconscious and could not give out any orders. She turned her head to look at her own camp. After Deidara lightly nodded his head towards Sasori, Sasori also understood the meaning of Deidara. Now there was no meaning in continuing the battle, after all Akatsuki organization had already lost Rui Jin this kind of tool to recruit the remnants of Blood-Cloth Pavilion. Now although they were unwilling, but they really could only give up at this point.
"Gentlemen, this time our Akatsuki organization was rude. Originally this person Rui Jin had asked us to help Blood-Cloth Pavilion to pacify the internal affairs of our Akatsuki organization, this kind of reason, but now your honorable organization obviously doesn't need the help of our Akatsuki organization. After all, you and I are friendly organizations with many cooperation, since this matter is over, we naturally should withdraw. "
Although Sasori's voice was still low and hoarse, but everyone knew that Akatsuki organization had now given in. This invasion of Akatsuki organization had really reached the end of this moment.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
