Chapter 1284 Destruction of the Century (Thanks to Caicai’s Ditian Leader

The world was silent.

With the shattering of the Sword of Evil, Temperance's life comes to an end.

Countless fragments of light rose from the cracked blade, flying like fireflies, illuminating the dim world for the last time before dissipating.

The distant screams gradually dissipated.

In front of Huai Shi, the remains of restraint gradually turned into ashes.

Never again.

From then on, there was no more snake of restraint.

His soul was penetrated by the most evil sword without any defense. Since then, his consciousness has been completely polluted and eroded by the penetration of all the evil thoughts in this world.

At that moment, the ruler's self-existence was split into countless fragments, just like what Huai Shi encountered in the Mirror of Day and Night.

However, under the vicious torment, countless soul aspects will only attack and fight each other, reborn and dissipated, until every thought is shattered in the collision and is beyond recognition.

This is the most feared place on the road of change. While it is rich in the most superb consciousness healers, it will also breed the most terrifying soul assassins.

Once you are targeted by such an opponent, even if you are on guard day and night, you can't guarantee that you will not have evil thoughts in your heart. Even if your soul is spotless, shadows will emerge in the subtle torment and fear.

And I don't know when, those evil thoughts that have quietly penetrated into the soul will complete their aggregation and turn into sharp blades, penetrating everything from the inside out.

Even if there is some back-up to temperance and the soul can be reborn in hell, it is as if the consciousness that was thrown into a juice machine and pulped and then mixed with countless evil thoughts has completely deteriorated, and it is impossible to return to its original appearance.

All that can be left is probably just a piece of meat with only the blessing of the abyss. Even if it is left alone, it will self-destruct and dissipate, no longer posing a threat.

When the head rolled off the shoulder and fell to the ground, there seemed to be residual resentment in the empty eyes.

Using his last strength, his pupils moved and he looked at Huai Shi.

But only the dark soles could be seen.

Step down.

Snapped!

From this understatement of trampling, the last regret disappeared without a trace.

Huai Shi raised her head, no longer looking at the wreckage at her feet, but looked into the distance. The world shrouded in blood and fire was gradually collapsing again with a wail-like cracking sound.

When the last foundation formed by moderation was destroyed, the Holy City had no support.

Everything is dissolving quickly.

The sky faded and the earth cracked.

The flame goes out.

Only countless souls, with their last remaining light, broke free from the shackles of this solidified hell and slowly rose...

Now, death has finally arrived.

Everything will end.

In the ruins, the dying fighters stared blankly at all this, smiled in relief, and just closed their eyes.

There were also sounds of wailing and shouting gradually coming.

When the ruined carnival came to an end, the crowd that had lost its flames moved forward blankly among the roads and ruins, wandering in the crumbling city, not knowing what happened or where they were going.

However, she instinctively shed tears and cried out.

In the extinguished flames, Huai Shi saw the staggering figure.

That was the tuner's most loyal follower, 'Engineer' Willis.

He was still alive, holding the extinguished torch in one hand and waving it around randomly, holding the bloody ax tightly in the other hand, ferociously looking for all enemies, looking for every place.

But there are no more enemies.

He wandered around hesitantly, roaring and cursing something, but in the end, there was no sound anymore.

When he turned around, he finally saw Huai Shi.

As if he understood something.

Fall into sluggishness.

Grumbling, frightened and uneasy, his face was pale, as if he was about to cry, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Is it... over, sir?"

"Yes, Verlis."

Huai Shi nodded and looked at him with pity: "I have worked hard for you for a long time."

"But, but, where is our career?" Willis took a step forward, finding it difficult to accept, "Where is our great work, sir? We, we..."

He waved his hands randomly, wanting to say something, but he noticed the ax in his hand, and dropped the weapon in fear, fearing that Huai Shi would regard this as rebellion, but looked at him pleadingly.

Hope he says something more.

"It's over, Verlis."

Huai Shi reached out, pinched his wrist, and told him, "It's time to stop."

"it's not finished yet!"

As if being electrocuted, Verlis pulled out his hand, and subconsciously roared angrily, like a child abandoned by his parents, asking: "How could it end like this?"

Huai Shi was silent and did not speak.

Verlis seemed to be going crazy, looking around, roaring and shouting. Finally, his eyes fell on the ground, the dead soldier. He pulled him up as if he had found a treasure, showed it to Huai Shi, and cheered excitedly: "Look! , Sir, look, aren’t there still opponents here? We can still look for enemies... By the way, there are more worlds, right? "

His eyes lit up, full of longing: "Let's light the fire together, sir. I will follow you, please take me with you!"

Huai Shi just looked at him for a long time, stretched out her hand, opened his palm, dropped the body, hugged him gently, and patted his shoulder.

Willis struggled angrily, trying to push him away, but was unable to resist. In the end, he had no strength left.

"It's over, my friend, it's over."

Huai Shi said, "I promised you that this is the end of suffering. From now on, you will no longer need to light anything to survive."

"But, but..."

Willis was hugged by him and looked blankly at the dimming world. He couldn't help but shed tears: "But where should we go?"

"Nowhere is home, sir."

He choked and cried loudly, "We are living in hell, and that beautiful world no longer loves us. We burned our last shelter with our own hands. Where should we go from now on?"

Nowhere is home anymore.

They have died long ago, and their souls have fallen into hell, where they can only struggle to survive until they are beyond recognition. But now that hell is burned out, where can they go?

The beasts wailed, wandering above the ruins, neighing in despair.

Homeless and nowhere to go.

Nothing but destruction.

"Then leave it to me."

Huai Shi stroked his hair and whispered, "Just leave those despair and pain to me. Your souls belong to you."

Willis was stunned.

He raised his head dully and looked at him.

incredible.

Huai Shi smiled happily and patted his shoulder.

"I said, I will absolve you of your sins." He said, "Let me kill you who have turned into beasts, and then you can return to your hometown in human form -"

Behind him, in the deepest part of the darkness, the beast of the end lowered its eyes, stared at the desperate wanderers, and told them:

"——This is the last job of the lawyer."

At this moment, just above Bahamut's head, above the faded sky, a huge ring of darkness slowly unfolded, and the mouth of the abyss opened again.

Swallow the spirits of those wandering beasts.

All distortion, solidification, and pollution are dissolved in the darkness of compassion. All that's left is pure light. Wash away the dirt and pollution and return to your original appearance.

Bahamut roared.

Without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and devoured everything in sight until he swallowed the hell in front of him into his belly!

Those deformed souls, proliferating desires, all remnants of sin and the sedimentation of death were all gathered into the huge body, forming endless stars from the crown above the head.

Death is like a sickle, sweeping across and spreading inch by inch.

Only the light of salvation remains.

In the hands of Huai Shi, the sword of virtue was reshaped and replaced the existence of the most evil. The spotless blade pierced into the soul of Verlis, stripping away all the pollution and distortion.

In other words...swallowing into one's own soul.

Snapped!

A crack appeared on the face of the follower.

He stared blankly at everything in the distance, unbelievable. When the long-lost dawn fell from the gap between the clouds, he actually began to feel a sting.

But even though it hurts, it still hurts and I can't bear to move my eyes away.

"It's so beautiful."

"yes."

Huai Shi nodded and accompanied him, admiring the last scenery in hell, and murmured softly: "Vellis, tell me, why do people live?"

"...I don't know, I have never thought about such a problem." Willis smiled bitterly: "Because no matter what I do, it seems to be meaningless."

When he finally looked at the adjuster beside him, his smile became relieved, as if he had gotten the answer, "Maybe it's to do something worthwhile."

Just like that, he smiled and closed his eyes.

No more sound.

Huai Shi accompanied him, staring at the phantom light in the distance. After a long time, she drew the sword of virtue and walked towards the wandering beasts to seek their answers.

The dying thug still held the treasure in his arms tightly, coughing out blood, and smiled excitedly: "Of course it is to make money, make money, make money... As long as you can make money, you can do anything."

"For the next lottery?" The prematurely aging man sighed regretfully: "But there is no lottery anymore..."

"To eat more good food!"

The rickety man who was almost exhausted still struggled to stuff food into his mouth, mumbling vaguely: "I'm so hungry, so hungry, I really want to eat, but I can't eat enough..."

"For the sake of my wife and children." The frightened and panting man shook his head, stepped back step by step, and looked behind him: "They are still waiting for me, waiting for me to go home... I want to go back, I must go back."

"In order to live." The desperate man closed his eyes, "In fact, it doesn't matter if you die."

"For revenge." The child in the pool of blood replied decisively.

"To make myself live a better life."

The rebel with dust on his face smiled heartily.

"Well."

The mechanic who was drinking like crazy was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "For...tomorrow?"

"Why live?"

The busy Mo San suddenly stopped where he was and murmured resentfully: "For this year's report, to clean up the mess for a bunch of guys who are always on top, there are also running errands, working, fighting, and PUA in the workplace... That bastard Chu Hongchen..."

Huai Shi thought for a while, but still didn't dare to ask anymore.

"Of course it's for my granddaughter."

The old cooking devil who was still making soup pinched his chin and laughed strangely: "Oh, summer vacation is coming soon..."

Listening to Huai Shi, he just wanted to give himself a mouth.

Why are you talking so much when you have nothing to do?

However, when he finally turned around, he looked at the figure who was about to leave: "What about you, Yuan Zhao, aren't you going to give me an answer?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Yuan Zhao glanced at him and asked unhappily: "A questionnaire survey?"

Huai Shi just smiled and looked at him without speaking.

Until he sighed impatiently and scratched his head, as if he was concentrating on thinking.

"let me see……"

The young man thought for a moment, grinned deliberately, and put on a pretentious pose: "Probably to prevent more people from living in hell, right?"

Huaishi froze on the spot.

Look at him.

It was like meeting each other for the first time.

Until Yuan Zhao finally couldn't help but reveal his inner shame and glared over.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud in admiration.

"come on."

He said, "Come on!"

In this way, he hurriedly said goodbye to the equally busy sublimators, and he once again devoted himself to his final work.

Until the cracked sky reveals the darkness of the abyss.

There is no living thing on the barren land.

The last beast screamed, waking up from its long dream.

Looking at everything on the verge of destruction and the figure waiting beside him, his lips murmured in a mixture of joy and sadness.

Huai Shi sat next to him, looking back and smiling.

"Are you satisfied, my friend?"

"Not even close."

The beast's lips moved and licked dryly, as if still immersed in the carnival of wanton catharsis and destruction, and whispered softly: "This is such a good dream..."

"It's time for the dream to end, isn't it?"

Huai Shi shrugged, "Is it because you feel reluctant to give up?"

The beast suddenly laughed and shook his head indifferently: "Although I am still a little reluctant to die, it is better to die than live in this kind of world."

"Then let's go."

Huaishi stretched out her hand towards the last beast.

Amidst the roar of the earth shattering, the beast sat on the ground and stared at him blankly. After a long time, he finally plucked up the courage to raise his arm, crossing the ashes and dust in the wind, wanting to touch his fingertips.

It's like groping for redemption.

But the hand waiting there had already reached out to him, holding his palm firmly.

"Hold on tight."

Huai Shi smiled and told him, "I will take you home."

At this moment, the last thunder resounded through hell.

Endless souls are surging, echoing between heaven and earth, offering their last joyful songs.

“Holy, holy, holy!!!”

The order of cannibalism falls apart. The morality of hell is overturned. The desire to proliferate returns to nothingness. The stained mind goes to sleep. The distorted life comes to an end!

The chain reaction of the end begins, when everything turns to dust in the fire, and hell usher in nothingness from the burning.

After three days of death.

All things are destroyed.

Eventually, the beast destroyed heaven and earth.