Star Dome Simulator: Start with Girlfriend Firefly.

No luggage packed.

Luo Ming left the wilderness and set out again on the road he had walked once before.

But this time.

The neon-lit city of the past has now become a dilapidated ruin.

Gloomy sky, ruined city, wasteland and ruins, and endless bloody drizzle.

They all indicate that there is no trace of life in this world. Not even a ghost exists. It is a true doomsday scene.

This is the place where the Izumo Kingdom once put all its efforts into building a long ladder to heaven.

Standing quietly is a long sword that reaches the sky.

It was as if all the lives of the two worlds of Takama-ga-hara and Izumo were merged into one. The bloody light permeated the entire sky, and it seemed to be the only color in the entire world.

I seemed to hear the cries of humans and the howls of evil spirits.

All the evil and filth of the two worlds were gathered together to give birth to an ultimate ghost that symbolizes the end.

Countless shadows emerged from the foot of Changdao Mountain, emitting ghostly howls and wolves howling, and rushed towards Huangquan in an overwhelming manner.

Behind them, at the top of countless divine swords, stood the strongest white-haired ghost, his eyes cast coldly at Huang Quan.

Seventy-fourty-five swords were broken, and the ultimate demon was born, with the responsibility of saving the two worlds.

Huang Quan vowed to use the long sword in his hand to cut off this tragic rondo.

......

The war that determines the fate of two worlds has begun.

Huang Quan, alone with his sword, faced countless shadow ghosts and the strongest ultimate ghost.

Luo Ming stood not far away, seeming somewhat out of place with all this.

Even the white-haired ghost's gaze never fell on him from beginning to end, as if it didn't exist at all.

After a little guessing, Luo Ming understood the reason. He did not belong to any world, nor was he in this endless cycle.

No matter what he did, he could hardly have any impact on this, unless he used his great power to directly wipe out the two planets.

......

The sound of swords and the blood rain falling from the sky continued.

Huang Quan, with ghost horns on his head and holding a white long sword, kept swinging the sword and fighting with the ultimate ghost.

The ground beneath my feet had long been soaked in dark blood.

Her body grew weaker and weaker, but her gaze grew more and more determined, and the blade she swung out became more fierce, causing the giant sword that spanned the two worlds to roar every time.

I do not know how long it has been.

Huang Quan knelt on the ground, holding the white hilt with both hands, breathing heavily, and endless sadness revealed in his purple eyes.

She won.

The strongest ghost fell under the knife.

She who did not fall into the evil spirit became the last person in the two worlds.

After heavy breathing.

Huang Quan stood up trembling, looking towards the towering [End].

He held the white sword horizontally with both hands, and used up his last bit of strength to deliver the final blow.

A flash of blood-red sword light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

The terrifying gust of air tore apart everything around it, and the violent and empty power seemed to open a gate in the sky, rumbling towards the long sword that symbolized the "end".

With this blow, the mountains and rivers lost their color, and the sun and moon lost their luster.

The two swords became silent at the same time, symbolizing the true fall of two worlds.

Huang Quan holding a broken knife handle.

I looked up at the silent, cold, dark sun in the sky.

She realized once again that Izumo had already stepped into His shadow, and with every step forward, there would be no turning back.

A tear of blood slid down his cheek and dripped onto the broken handle of the knife in his hand.

The blood-red blade light continued to extend, and finally turned into a final long blade.

There are 747 swords forged in the world.

The only long sword [Wu] that could possibly save Izumo was finally forged, but Izumo had already been completely destroyed.

Huang Quan forged a human sword and used "man" to end the eternal cycle of Takamagahara and Izumo.

As the long sword was unsheathed.

The sharp ghost horns on Huang Quan's head melted away rapidly, and his originally purple long hair and skin completely faded, turning into an empty and meaningless white.

The rosy cheeks of yesterday have turned into old teeth, and the white hairs of yesterday have turned into white hair.

But like Luo Ming, she held on to the last color in the depths of darkness and nothingness, which was red, the symbol of death and tragedy.

boom--!

A blood-red blade light that occupied the entire world was swung out from this last human sword, tearing through space, tearing through the sky, and rumbling towards the silent and cold black hole above the sky.

The sword light swept across, and countless shadows suddenly appeared in the sky.

Humans, beasts, buildings, civilization...

That was the entire history of the Izumo Kingdom from its birth, to the invasion of eight million gods, to the forging of twelve swords to slay the evil gods, and finally to its transformation into an evil ghost.

Huang Quan's sword contained the anger of the entire world, and he wanted to demand an answer from the silent sun in the sky.

However, even with such a knife, after falling on the dark sun, it still could not cause any ripples.

Huang Quan dropped his long sword and stood there in silence for a long time.

Until a figure slowly walked out from behind and handed over a pitch-black long knife.

"Luo Ming...?"

Seeing the familiar figure, Huang Quan's dead eyes lit up again.

But after subconsciously catching the long knife.

Suddenly I realized something and felt a little panicked for a moment.

"The time for the self-destruction of those who destroy themselves has a limit."

A smile appeared on Luo Ming's face, no longer as numb as before, as if he had returned to his carefree childhood in the garbage mountain, or more like the last glimmer of light of the dead.

"You are a staunch existentialist. Your denial of nothingness is as natural as nothingness ignoring the universe. The time of your self-destruction will be infinitely prolonged. You may even become the first Void Envoy to walk out of the shadow of nothingness."

Huang Quan looked at him, holding the black sword tightly in his hand. It seemed that something was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it.

"This is the last sword I have learned in my life. Perhaps, it can shake Him a little. I hope it can help you get out of the shadows."

After Luo Ming finished speaking, he no longer had any attachment and slowly walked towards the silent, dark sun.

Huang Quan held two long swords, one black and one red, and looked at the figure that was gradually disappearing in front of him. He could no longer hold back and said hoarsely: "Will I... be able to see you again?"

Even when she faced countless evil spirits alone in the past, fought desperately, and was covered with wounds, she never felt the slightest bit of despair or loneliness.

Because no matter when, in that lonely wasteland, there is always a bonfire, allowing her to come back at any time, quietly enjoy the warmth, and soothe her tired mind and body.

Unknowingly, he has become her only support in this cold world.

Now, I can only watch him go to extinction.

Huang Quan suddenly felt a little regretful. She still had a lot of things that she had not told Luo Ming.

"Probably so."

Luo Ming's voice came with the wind and disappeared with the wind.

Huang Quan raised his head.

At the end of the sight, in front of the pitch-black sun, an extremely small, almost invisible figure appeared.

He stretched out his right hand, thrust it suddenly into his chest, and took out half of a bright moon.