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"The fifth is frost, the frozen earth is endless and lingers for a moment."

"The sixth is "life", which is a cycle of birth, death, and rebirth without a trace."

"There are also "烈", "觉", "矗", "千", "束", and "喰""

Along with the narrator's voice, these weapons are shown one by one in the picture. They are shaped like giant swords, majestic and powerful; like flying arrows, flying sharply; or like staffs, mysterious and unpredictable.

Each weapon exudes a unique aura, making people feel the powerful force contained in it. These weapons of various shapes not only look mighty, but also reveal a kind of frightening deterrent power, as if the holder can trigger a devastating disaster with just a slight wave of the weapon.

[Sambo: Each weapon has such strong characteristics. Such an external object actually has the ability to surpass ordinary destiny walkers. Old Sambo is really enlightened.]

[March 7: That's not right! Sambo, aren't you a native of Beloberg? Why did your previous words always give me the feeling of an interstellar person?]

Xing suddenly remembered that when he first met Sambo, this guy even said that the Silver Mane Guards were the police.

【Xing: That is, what exactly are you?】

[Sambo: Okay, I... I admit that I have concealed something, but this is all to protect myself and my family! Yes, yes, you also know that in this world, there are many dangerous forces and people. If I easily reveal my true identity, it may bring trouble to me and my family.]

He spoke more and more fluently, as if it were real.

【Hanabi: Hahahaha.】

In the picture, pairs of hands hold these weapons high, standing side by side, announcing to the world that victory is in sight! At this moment, the narrator's tone becomes more cheerful and excited, and the emotions become more exciting.

"With these twelve swords, we hold our hopes for tomorrow and win victory after victory."

"until..."

However, at this moment, a deep and powerful male voice resounded throughout the venue, interrupting her words: "They were all broken."

In an instant, all the weapons in the picture shattered and turned into countless debris scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, eerie and terrifying black hands suddenly stretched out from the void, and pounced on the warriors holding weapons with their fangs and claws like evil spirits from hell, dragging them mercilessly into the bottomless abyss.

【Su Chang: Hiss... Such a terrifying feeling.】

[Hua Huo: Poor planet, being swallowed by endless nothingness. ]

In a flash, the surroundings fell into deathly silence, as if time had stood still.

Then, the male voice spoke again: "The price of every victory is everything in the world."

“And in the end, all of this was lost.”

At this moment, the only thing left in the picture was the black rain falling all over the sky, and Huangquan lying quietly in the rain.

"Izumo broke twelve swords, and finally forged the sword that could defeat the world, named the second one."

“The first is the beginning”

She slowly stood up from the rain, staring ahead with a determined gaze, then tightly grasped the long knife on the ground, as if it was everything in her life.

"The second is the end."

And standing in front of her was the towering black mountain that had appeared before! No, to be precise, it should be called the Sword of the End.

"There are 747 swords forged in the world"

"Only one of them can save Yun"

"But you and I already know that the way to salvation does not exist, and there is no trace of tomorrow."

Huang Quan tightly grasped the Origin in her hand and fought desperately with the black fog. Every time she swung her weapon, a large cloud of black fog would dissipate like smoke; however, the black fog surged like an endless tide, and countless ferocious monsters formed by the black fog pounced on her with bared fangs and claws.

"Humans rebel against the gods and eventually turn themselves into demons"

"We risked everything, only to see the destruction of two worlds"

Suddenly, a blazing flame shot out from the tip of her knife, unstoppable, like a meteor streaking across the sky, instantly breaking through the surrounding layers of black fog. Then, the flame rushed straight to the towering mountain next to it. At the same time, Huang Quan's figure swept past like a gust of wind, holding a long knife and piercing directly through the dark mountain!

[Su Shang: Wow, this weapon is too powerful. ]

[Gold Sand: It seems that this is a planet that has no contact with interstellar society. I just don't know how Miss Huang Quan embarked on her fate. ]

In an instant, there was a crisp sound—the long sword shattered into two pieces!

"The Takamagahara where the gods fell was also a beautiful place like Izumo a long time ago."

"So, do you remember why Izumo wanted to forge a sword?"

The deep male voice gradually disappeared with the destruction of the mountain and the long sword, but Huang Quan's voice sounded again, carrying endless sorrow and determination.

At this moment, Huang Quan in the picture was kneeling on the ground, looking up at the sky, with countless broken swords and damaged weapons in front of him.

In the sky, a huge black sun was swallowing up everything around it without stopping.

[Jing Yuan: Nothingness?]

[Fu Xuan: It must be. No wonder her power behaves so strangely. No wonder she clearly has the power of a Commander but doesn’t think of herself as a Commander.]

[Sunday: You hid it very well, Ms. Huang Quan.]

[Huang Quan: But if you want to enter Pinocchio without hiding your identity, the family will not agree.]

[Gofer: Yes, the family embraces everything, but this does not include the nihilistic self-destructors.]

"For a lie, for an end that never existed."

The voice was full of grief and despair, as if telling a tragic story unknown to the public.

"We have already stepped into His shadow, and with every step forward, there is no turning back."

She tightly grasped the broken sword in her hand, and bright red tears slid down her pale cheeks, falling onto the sword. Surprisingly, these tears seemed to have magical powers, and they condensed into a new and sharp sword tip the moment they touched the sword.

"Until the final blade is forged into... nothing"

The girl whispered softly, her voice revealing endless sorrow and determination. Her purple hair had turned as white as snow without her knowing when. She slowly raised the long sword that shone with red light and swung it vigorously. A dazzling sword light shot straight into the sky like lightning until it disappeared into the darkness of the vast sky.

"I know that this world is as short-lived as dew..." The girl stared into the distance, her eyes filled with emotion about the impermanence of the world.

"However…"

"However..." She repeated again, her voice seemed to contain countless unspeakable sorrows.

[A Thousand Stars Chronicle - Imaginary Stories? The Three Thousand Worlds of Floating Worlds Cut Off with One Sword, End]