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"This is it."

Huang Quan stopped and looked at the quiet little village in the distance.

Then a puzzled look appeared on his face: "Why is it so quiet?"

When the evil god is born, the mountains and rivers will be shaken violently, the earth will collapse, and it will bring unimaginable destruction. However, the scene before our eyes is as if nothing has happened at all.

Luo Ming raised his head and said calmly: "Because he is in heaven."

Huang Quan suddenly looked up.

A dark golden sword light descended from the sky, and the dark light shattered the clouds, like a kingdom in heaven, rumbling and pressing down on the ground.

"[sky]?"

Huang Quan seemed to have seen something incredible, with a hint of horror in his eyes, but the long sword in his hand was subconsciously raised horizontally.

A sword light that was even more dazzling than the previous one suddenly burst out and turned into a long dragon, roaring towards the kingdom of heaven.

Rumble——!

The violent tremors swept wildly in all directions. Mountains collapsed, rivers dried up, dust covered the sky and the sun, turning the entire land into a devastated place.

In the aftermath of the sword energy.

The man in the sky finally showed up.

He also had two bloody horns on his head, but his face was insane and brutal. He held a strange long sword in his hand, emitting a terrifying aura.

There are twelve swords for protecting the world. The second one is [天], which was forged by [天常立尊]. It can turn the sky into a wall, making it difficult for the gods of Huojin to pass through.

Why does the sword master, who is supposed to be protecting Izumo, exude the aura of an evil god?

Huang Quan's eyes were more serious than ever before, and she held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands. She seemed to have finally touched the truth about the tragic fate of the entire Izumo.

One after another, dark figures walked out of the collapsed villa.

These people seemed to be the villagers here, and at this moment they also exuded an aura that did not belong to humans.

"Broken 733 swords, finally forged the twelve swords that protect the world..."

The figure holding [天] stepped down from the sky, his hair and beard flying in the wind, his eyes filled with endless madness and sorrow, "[明], Izumo's fate is nothing but a tragedy. No matter how hard we try, we cannot escape the round dance of death."

Huang Quan looked at the [sky] that looked like eight million evil gods, and the walking corpses around it that looked like evil ghosts, and seemed to understand something.

But she didn't back down.

She slowly drew out her long sword, and for a moment, lightning tore through the sky, and streams of lightning flowed like heavenly punishment, making her look like a god born from thunder.

The war then began.

The horrifying aura swept around like a tsunami, changing the color of the sky and earth, turning it into an endless hell that no one could set foot in.

In the prosperous and bustling Izumo Kingdom far away, countless eyes were attracted by these two strong movements. After identifying the source of the aura, they felt somewhat surprised and doubtful.

......

The war gradually subsided.

Huang Quan's body was covered in blood, and she stood there panting with her sword in her hand. In front of her was a broken [Heaven] Sword and the corpses of dead evil spirits on the ground.

Click——!

The battle-hardened [Ming] sword began to show spider-web-like cracks, and then broke into pieces with a snap.

As Huang Quan fell down, a figure appeared beside her and reached out to help her up.

She raised her head weakly and was about to speak when her eyes suddenly fell into endless darkness.

......

I do not know how long it has been.

Huang Quan woke up from her coma, and the burning bonfire in front of her brought a touch of warmth to her weak body.

A piece of roast meat and a jug of water were handed to her.

Huang Quan reached out to take it and almost wolfed it down. His cold body gradually came back to life.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Huang Quan found that his wounds had healed, leaving only the white clothes soaked in blood, which clearly recorded the previous tragic battle.

"do not know."

Luo Ming shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "Your sword is broken. The Chuyun Kingdom is experiencing a great chaos. All sword masters have been contaminated by the Divine Skeleton Sword and turned into new evil gods. Most of the people of the Chuyun Kingdom have also turned into evil spirits."

Huang Quan's hand slowly tightened the kettle, and after a long time, he spoke hoarsely: "Why... Izumo broke 733 swords before forging the twelve Protector Swords, and went through hardships and killed 8 million gods..."

Luo Ming looked at her: "You actually already know that there is no way to save the world, and there is no trace of tomorrow."

"Izumo resisted the invasion of the gods and eventually turned himself into a demon. The Takamagahara where the gods fell was also a beautiful place like Izumo a long, long time ago."

Luo Ming had walked far enough in the shadow of nothingness that he had seen through the tragic cycle of the two worlds as early as the first day he arrived in Izumo.

As one of the Twelve Sword Masters and the savior of Izumo, Huang Quan can also see some subtle clues in the battles.

She just didn't want to believe the overly tragic fate of her hometown.

I don't want to believe that the sword master is turning into an evil god.

Until recently, she killed [Ten] with her own hands, and killed the warriors who once fought together for Izumo.

When all the people of Izumo turn into evil spirits, this world will become the next new 'Takamagahara'.

Huang Quan looked at the broken earth in the distance, and vaguely heard the roars of evil spirits in his ears.

She slowly closed her eyes, and a tear slowly slid down the corner of her eye.

She woke up from her dream.

The dream in her heart that Izumo would be saved as long as all enemies were eliminated was awakened.

The meaning given to her as the master of the sword also disappeared.

For the first time, she truly realized the omnipresent nothingness.

If hard work does not necessarily lead to rewards, killing the evil gods again and again will not save Izumo, and may even push Izumo into the next abyss.

So what’s the point of all this?

Since the way to salvation never exists, why does Izumo still forge swords?

Luo Ming looked at Huang Quan in tears quietly without saying another word.

She has come to the most critical fork in the road of self-destruction.

The collapse of the mind will cause the self-destructor to enter an irreversible demise under the shadow of nothingness.

But if your heart is strong enough to face nothingness, then you can create a meaning for your existence and pursue it through action.

It is obvious that Huang Quan is a person with a strong heart.

Some people fly just to fall.

Even if something is destined to fail, it still has a meaning of existence, because failure or success is not the whole meaning of an action.

Don't forget the beginning, don't seek the end, look directly at the scorching sun, and live towards death.

......

After a long time, Huang Quan opened his eyes, and his eyes became calm again.

Luo Ming finally understood why Chaos Doctor vowed to do his best to heal the emptiness of others in the limited time.

Because this can also help oneself resist the erosion of nothingness.

Just like now.

He could clearly sense that Huang Quan's firm belief in fighting against nothingness at this time made him subtly be imbued with more of the breath of existence.

"Thank you."

Huang Quan thanked Luo Ming sincerely.

If she had not been alone with Luo Ming during that period, she would never have been able to realize the meaning of existence so quickly.

She was also grateful to Luo Ming for carrying her out of the battlefield when she was unconscious.

Luo Ming nodded and didn't say much.

The bonfire burned and night fell. Only the big black sun in the sky cast a faint light.

Huang Quan looked down at his blood-stained body, stood up and walked to a clear stream not far away, took off his clothes, half-knelt down and began to wash his body.

After returning to the campfire, while feeling the warmth brought by the flames, his eyes looked at the black long sword that Luo Ming never let go of.

He asked softly, tentatively: "Can you show me your knife?"