Chapter 345 Their Story Is Over

Chapter 345 Their story is over

Chijo had an epiphany during the battle, and successfully advanced to the third stage of "Rakshasa Girl".

At this moment, the six-armed Rakshasa behind her was no longer a phantom, but a gilded body with glaring eyes. Taking a closer look, there is another three-point blur, but it is transformed by the condensed to the extreme. This stellar energy is like armor, and it glows golden light a foot away from her body surface, and an indestructible sense of thickness can be seen with the naked eye.

Su Lun looked gloomy in his eyes.

Whether it is Mr. Kagami or the "Sword Master" Akutagawa Ryuichi who met before, they all commented that Senjo has an almost impeccable heart of swordsmanship, and his future accomplishments in swordsmanship are immeasurable. Now, with the help of the opportunity of [Bodhizi]'s epiphany, she has broken through the three-solution talent that almost only exists in legends.

Unfortunately, this is a swan song.

As Chijo said, this is the strongest state of her life.

At this moment, she pointed her sword at the sky and called "Izanami" without any fear.

The sky above the head was frighteningly low, and the tumbling purple-red thunderclouds seemed to be slowly sinking and rumbling, as if they were going to smash the entire sky with thunder.

When Baoxiang's majestic Rakshasa golden body appeared, even the countless demons and ghosts were shocked.

All the ghost kings looked at each other in blank dismay, none of them dared to touch their edge.

At this moment, it suddenly sounded like Sanskrit chanting in my ears, echoing between the heaven and the earth.

"I see the appearance of evil spirits of all beings in hell, and the appearance of Mara, and all appearances do not come into my eyes. I see the Lord of Hell, Lord of the Underworld, Lord Yama, and all gods do not disturb my heart. Nine mountains and eight seas, without self-continuity, Demons and ghosts, there is nothing I can't cut. After my sword comes out, I can open mountains, break rivers, split seas, and kill ghosts and gods."

Before the words fell, the vision suddenly appeared in the sky.

A gap suddenly opened in the thick thundercloud, and a dazzling golden Buddha's light shone down from the gap. In this gloomy land of the underworld, it seemed as if a sharp golden sword pierced down from the sky.

Wherever the Buddha's light illuminated, a group of evil spirits could not avoid it, howled in pain, and were instantly burned into ashes by the light.

That ray of light finally pierced through the filthy mist and shone on the body of the thousand-rod Rakshajin.

For a moment, the golden light flourished like a god descending.

As if it was the Shinto technique of "one word becomes a prophecy", the sword intent accumulated in her body at this moment was also raised to the extreme along with the singing.

In addition, the inexhaustible dark spiritual power continuously gathered in the sword, and the sword energy overflowed for three hundred meters. It seemed that as long as she slashed out with this sword, she would shatter the whole of Huangquan.

Just then, a more exaggerated scene appeared.

Looking up, a golden Rakshasa golden body suddenly appeared in the crack, with a solemn treasure, overlooking the entire Huangquan sentient beings.

Suddenly, the huge Rakshasa golden body in the sky became glaring, and glared at the Lord of Huangquan who was watching the battle.

Immediately, Izanami cursed viciously after being offended, "You humble ant, how dare you offend a great god!"

"snort!"

Qianjo gave a cold drink.

But it doesn't matter whether the lord responds or not.

With this knife, the intention of "cutting the gods" has been decided.

However, how could those mountain elves and ghosts tolerate a human offending their great king, His Majesty?

How could Qiantiao pass them and face their king directly?

Although they were instinctively afraid of the dazzling Buddha light, the ghost kings from all sides shouted loudly, and the monstrous ghost energy that had just subsided for a while suddenly boiled again.

The black tide of ghostly energy swept away overwhelmingly,

The monstrous ghostly aura was like a wave hitting the shore, as if it wanted to extinguish the Buddha's light in the sky that day.

However, it was too late.

The whole world is dark,

But suddenly, a beam of light came on.

Although it is very weak,

helpless,

but

Pierce through this endless darkness!

Holding a knife in his six arms, Qiantiao rushed towards the black ghost tide fearlessly, with a carefree smile on his mouth: "Hahahaha Izanami, you demons and ghosts can't stop me!"

She is like a god of war, wherever she goes, she is unstoppable.

At this moment, Chijo had already rushed in front of Izanami,

The aloof god seemed to feel fear for the first time.

He is God?

No!

He is far behind!

[Fallen Angel] But it is a real god, a part of his body, how can Izanami, who looks like a god by some means, be able to match it?

He also felt the fear of being wiped out under Qiantiao's peak strike.

At this moment, seeing that the ghosts all over the sky could not stop the rushing human being, Izanami finally made a move.

With a wave of his hand, a strange green sea of ​​flames appeared in front of him.

The flame seemed to be able to burn everything. Wherever it passed, mountains, rocks, vegetation, goblins and ghosts...everything was burned.

Qianjo went still did not stop.

At the last moment of rushing into the green sea of ​​flames, she glanced back into the distance.

It happened to be facing Su Lun from a distance.

Looking back at the last time of my life,

she laughed.

In Edo, the blind female luthier once predicted this scene: Qianjo would go away with a sword in the sea of ​​fire, but there was no complaint or regret on her face.

ah.!

ah.! !

ah.! ! !

Su Lun looked at Qiantiao whose body had started to burn, feeling pain in his heart.

He knew that Qianjo was creating opportunities for himself.

Without attracting Naizanami's attention, no matter how strong the life-saving method is, it is impossible to deceive her.

At this moment, Su Lun felt as if he was hallucinating, as if he heard the farewell words again, "Su Lun, goodbye. You live well. Don't let my death, it's not worth it."

Su Lun suddenly calmed down from that almost crazy state.

fear death?

No.

He who has experienced death before is not so afraid of death.

To be able to die with someone who can entrust their lives is worth living.

But at this moment, the more he looked at Qiantiao's back, the words kept repeating in his mind: "Don't make my death not worth it".

Just like Miko before, Chijo gave up her life, hoping that Su Lun would survive.

As if bewitched.

The words kept echoing in his mind.

Why fight!

Why should I carry your life on my back to live!

Su Lun was furious in his heart. He controlled the mechanical armor to charge wildly in the ghost fog tide, as if he wanted to use killing to relieve the grief in his heart. He wanted to rush over, and together with Qianjo, cut down that high god.

But

Why,

Why can't I do anything!

Su Lun could only watch helplessly.

The more you kill, the calmer you will be.

He stopped there suddenly.

At this moment, Qiantiao shouted loudly in the distance, and finally slashed out the secret lore that had been stored for a long time.

In Sensoji Temple, Su Lun had practiced sword with Chijo for a long time.

There was a conversation like this once.

"I have the strongest sword in my heart, and I can't cut it out now. But in the future, I will definitely be able to kill the gods and demons. Su Lun, please help me choose a domineering name."

"Batian Kuanglong Slash?"

"Hey, can your name be more vulgar! Can you choose a name that is... um, nice like a poem?"

"Then it's called Dawn of a New World?"

"Okay! That's all. My sword, it can be seen that the 'Light of Dawn' is a sword that brings hope to people."

"."

Chijo then chose a nice name for this sword, and called it——"Profound Truth: Dawn of the New World!"

Qiantiao slashed down with one blow, and the phantom of the golden Rakshasa in the sky also slashed down at the same time.

In an instant, the sky was full of thunder, and the movement was exaggerated to the extreme.

The tumbling thunder elements filled the entire field of vision.

This knife directly shattered the [Gate of the Underworld] in the sky.

Lightning rays of lightning are connected into a network, covering vision, perception, energy fluctuations, everything.

Na Leihai Hell Town killed almost all the ghosts in the center of the battlefield that could not be avoided. But only where Su Lun was, Lei Guang lost a bit of power.

Su Lun knew that this was his only chance to survive.

This is in exchange for thousands of lives.

With grief in his eyes, he gritted his teeth fiercely, pinched the warlock seal, and left the cockpit of the armor.

No ghosts noticed this place, all eyes were attracted by Qianjo's slash.

"Boom" after a loud noise.

Su Lun could no longer hear or see.

I don't know how long it has been.

Su Lun woke up from a deep sleep.

He struggled a bit and found that he should have been buried.

After a while, Su Lun's memory seemed to be resumed from the "fragmented state".

"Did I survive?"

Su Lun murmured in his heart.

But he couldn't bring up any joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

He remembered everything.

Chijo slashed the last sword.

Su Lun didn't see it.

He jumped into a crack in the ground, hid, and woke up to be now.

This is what Su Lun learned from Mr. Jing. The blood race's "sleeping suspended animation technique", borrowing some alchemy potions, can put the body into a state of suspended animation without breathing and with extremely low consumption. Then there is [Shroud of the Iceman of Oz], a forbidden item to restrain the breath. There is also a "stand-in corpse" cultivated by his own body tissue. Several means can block almost any means of perception.

It appears that the plan was successful.

He is still alive, which means that he has not been discovered by Izanami.

Su Lun struggled a bit, and untied the [Thousand Silk] planting suit, and the sharp silk threads passed into the cracks in the soil, extending in all directions like the roots of plants and trees.

Then he felt the ground.

About ten meters above.

Su Lun loosened the soil with silk threads, like a zombie crawling out of a grave, struggling to finally breathe again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took off the shroud on his body, and looked around.

Because of that battle, the place was devastated, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the ground was full of cracks. What was even more frightening was that a bottomless abyss suddenly appeared in the distance.

The shape of the abyss is very strange, it is "T" shape.

The horizontal one looks like it was burnt by flames, and there are obvious signs of burning.

And the vertical incision is very sharp, tens of meters wide, as if it was cut out.

Su Lun remembered that the last scene he saw was Chijo rushing towards Izanami and slashing.

Did you kill it?

No.

The vertical slash marks were completely blocked by the burning marks.

Su Lun identified the origin of the green flame with one last glance.

【Fire God Kagu Earth God True Flame】

Detailed Explanation: The unquenchable divine fire, one of the primordial true fires of the heavens; it is condensed from the high-level god-level death law and the fire system law, which can burn everything; the target is endless, and the flame will not be extinguished.

"Has even that sword energy been burned?"

Su Lun looked at the traces of the battlefield and analyzed the results.

【Kagutsugami of Fire】is a very special existence in the Sanyin mythology. He is the son of God born by Izanami.

But it was also because of the birth of this god of fire that Izanami was burned to death by that special flame, and thus became the lord of the underworld.

The flame mastered by this god is the original true fire that can burn the true god to death.

"Hayato Fujiwara really found some very special treasures, did he really find them from Huang Quanguo?"

Su Lun thought in his heart that it would appear in the cursed space, and it would naturally be the collection of the great adventurer and great writer.

Damen's thoughts thought of this, and suddenly, there was a thunder in his mind!

He suddenly realized: "I understand. I finally understand what is going on with this cursed space!"

At the same time, in Huangquan Country, in a wine shop in the ghost town.

An elegant old woman is leisurely holding a book, reading it with gusto.

The ghosts passing by around seemed to turn a blind eye, ignoring her existence.

As she watched, she muttered to herself from time to time.

"Gustav, you still like to write tragic endings so much. In those tragic novels you wrote back then, readers threw stones and smashed the glass of your house many times. Don't you know that readers don't like this kind of story? What? , do you still have resentment towards me because I obeyed the family and married to the south?"

"You actually used high rune runes to really describe the appearance of gods in the book? Oh my god, your literary talent, no one in this era can match you."

"Yo? If the world is a prison, then love is the key to unlock the prison. You still left some hope for those wonderful loves."

"."

She saw the final ending of the book, and wrote this passage: "Su Lun finally survived and absorbed a lot of ghost energy. His death law has exceeded the upper limit of the death law contained in the space, and he has seen the truth of the world. "

This is an unfinished book.

But the story ends here.

Seeing this, the old woman seemed to have seen a story ending that satisfied her, and she suddenly smiled: "Hey, I thought I was going to help him, but it seems that there is no need. The girl Katyusha's eyes really are Not bad. I'm really looking forward to where that girl will go in the end."

The story was still going on, but she didn't want to continue reading it.

Because the story is here, the old woman saw the words left to her by the author: "Natasha, I can't wait for you. I can only leave my story in the book. I hope you can read it one day."

After reading this, she smiled softly, her eyebrows and eyes were like flowers, as if she responded to the person who wrote the book through the ages, "Well, I'm here."

After reading other people's stories, she seemed to have decided to do her own thing.

Holding the novel in her hands, she softly said to herself: "Gustav, you are gone, and I have come to the end of my life. Our story has come to an end. But I also know that you must be waiting there Me. When this story is reopened, our story should start again. I am curious, what kind of me do you write about?"

Seeing this, the dying old man seemed to have exhausted her last bit of energy, and slowly closed the thick novel.

With a girlish look of anticipation, she turned to the first page that no one had ever opened, and read it from the beginning.

At the beginning of the story, it is written: "It was a sunny morning, and I finally entered the dreamed Luying Royal Academy. And I also met the most beautiful girl in my life."

The old man watched and watched, tears welling up in his eyes.

At this moment, a miraculous scene appeared.

The surrounding scenery began to change, as if the space was distorted, and time was also receding rapidly.

The aging on her face changed visibly with the naked eye. The deep folds gradually dissipated, then became flat and smooth, and turned into a jade-like girl in a blink of an eye.

Her silver hair also gradually gained color, turning into a head of purple wavy hair like a waterfall.

The shriveled and stooped figure also became plump, with bulging breasts and raised buttocks, exuding the youthful beauty unique to young girls.

What a gorgeous girl this is.

Once, she was so young.

The surrounding scene changed, from a ghost town to a classroom at Luying Royal Academy.

She closed her brand new notebook, and heard someone greet her.

Turning around to look over, a young man with a sunny face stretched out his hand towards her, and introduced him friendly: "Hi, my beautiful deskmate, my name is Gustav, nice to meet you. My dream To become a great writer, a great adventurer! Now, we are classmates."

He is not too handsome, his clothes are also very cheap, and his family background is not very good.

But the bright sunlight outside the window just shone on his face, reflecting a pair of beautiful light blue pupils. Those eyes were deep and pure, as if hiding the stars in the summer night sky.

The purple-haired girl stretched out her slender hand, responded to a noble salute, and smiled sweetly: "Hello, my name is Natasha."

The hands of the two were lightly held together, feeling each other's warmth.

The first time they met, Natasha had a premonition that she was about to usher in a vigorous love affair.

That's it.

A section of the author’s self-reported text appeared in a certain notebook: “Actually, I knew that we were not suitable, but you still rejected all suitors and walked with me on a fruitless road. Although it is not long, it will be unforgettable for a lifetime Natasha, I don't have any complaints, but some regrets. It's a pity that I met the most beautiful you when I had nothing but dreams in my life. But all my life, I'm glad I met you. I put Our story is written in the novel, so that our youth will never fade away. Love you forever - Carl Gustav Jung."

Gustav and Natasha, the story of a commoner boy and a noble lady, ends here.