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Xi Sui'an reflexively grabbed the hand that was strangling his neck. In front of him were Thorin's honey-colored eyes. His eyes were undoubtedly beautiful, but at this moment they were full of distortion and grimness.

His life force was rapidly draining away, his flesh and blood were gradually drying up, and his skin was wrinkled like old tree bark. He looked completely different.

She didn't have time to be surprised. Her other hand slipped out the Flamel carving knife and slashed forward. Blood splashed in front of her eyes. She rolled over and finally breathed fresh air.

Thorin looked at his fallen arm calmly, and said in a chilling voice: "I never thought that the power to end the gods would be in the hands of humans."

She touched her neck and sneered, "I freed you from the endless agony of life and death. Logically, you should thank me. But you killed me. This is really repaying kindness with enmity, Thorin."

"What do you know!" Thorin roared in a low voice, holding a bone staff sword in the other hand, and it was hard to tell which one of the man and the sword looked more like a dry bone.

"Almost... just a little bit, I could completely wipe out Dionysus's consciousness, then master the power of the god level and be myself again. You made my efforts of tens of thousands of years fall short! !"

"It's all your fault! I didn't mean to kill you! I just wanted to take you to the Origin!" Desolation and resentment appeared on Thorin's twisted face. "You brought this upon yourself!"

Xi Sui'an's eyes sank and he said, "You brought this upon yourself. Your strength is not up to your ambition. Without the intervention of other gods, do you really think you can control the god of wine and turn defeat into victory?"

Thorin pulled the corner of his mouth and stared at Xi Sui'an: "I just want to live! I don't want to be a cupbearer who could die at any time! Do you know the hatred of being a member of the Colosseum? Do you know how difficult it is to live in front of the god of wine!"

"I want to live longer than anyone else, longer than any alien race..."

"So you choose to submit to the god of wine, but you always want to replace him with an oath?" Xi Sui'an sneered, and at the same time a hint of doubt emerged in his heart.

Can the power of the oath really do this?

Thorin said with a smile: "Why not? The Age of Strife... it was such a chaotic time... humans ate other races, other races ate humans, and the gods regarded all races as dust. Loyalty, kinship, love and hate, can these things keep me alive!"

She was silent for a moment. History had long been covered with weeds. Ten thousand years later, it was rare to see the piles of flesh and bones beneath the weeds.

"So you want to kill me now?" she said calmly.

Suo Lin's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of her, holding his sword coldly: "I am going to die, accompany me...die together!"

"What Origin Land! What God's secret! What truth about the world! All of them should die! I want those guys' plans to die with me!"

She blocked with her carving knife, and Thorin's desperate tone frightened her!

The gray original power poured out, the Flamel engraving knife became brighter and brighter, and the feathers and red gems became more vivid.

She fought Thorin quickly, trying to get something out of him: "Who are those guys you're talking about? What's the plan?"

Thorin smiled and said, "We are all dead. What else is there to say? None of it matters."

Xi Sui'an wanted to roll her eyes, but she no longer had the energy to fight back against Thorin. Having just entered the fourth level, her original strength was totally incomparable to Thorin's dying counterattack. She could only rely on the Flamel carving knife to fight back.

Several clones attacked Thorin at the same time. Thorin swung his sword with ease, and the clones were destroyed in an instant. The pressure of the eighth level came down, and the sky and the clouds changed color. Large flakes of snow fell under the dark clouds.

She was secretly shocked. Thorin's power was even stronger than before, and it felt more like he had drained her dry.

The carving knife turned into a long knife and completely stabbed the bone sword. A faint red light flowed through the blade, like a blazing tongue of fire. Thorin's bone sword was already on the verge of collapse.

She poured eighty percent of her original strength into the carving knife in one go, and it did not disappoint her. Just like when her knife broke, Thorin's bone sword also broke quite cleanly!

Large pieces of debris fell all around and finally mixed with the snow and were buried together.

Thorin dropped the hilt of the sword with his single hand and grabbed the knife that was stabbing Xi Sui'an's heart!

The flesh and blood were torn apart, and the bones were vaguely visible.

Xi Sui'an could no longer bear the huge consumption, and feeling her body beginning to fail, she did not hesitate to awaken the Three Thousand Worlds and connected to Kun, which was like a fortress.

The huge streamlined body wandered in the snow, looking a bit leisurely. It looked at the humans killing each other below, tilted its head slightly, and swung its huge tail. The glittering tail fin was like a guillotine, sentencing Thorin to death.

"...You will also..."

Thorin moved his lips and uttered two or three words, but finally let go of his hand unwillingly. The head fell off his neck and his body fell down, splashing snow and dust on the ground.

Xi Sui'an fell to the ground, breathing heavily, and greeted Kun with a pale face: "Thank you, Kun."

Kun glanced at her shoulder with his deep eyes, and said in a pleasant voice with a hint of sarcasm: "Why don't you give that little octopus to me? It's so useless that it might as well be my meal."

Xi Sui'an looked down at the tide on his shoulder that was quietly hidden in his hair, and raised the corners of his lips: "You can't pay it out as labor payment. If you want to eat it, I can give you something else."

Kun snorted and wagged his tail: "I want to go back." Who wants the human rations for feeding chickens?

Xi Sui'an smiled helplessly and severed the soul connection as instructed.

Kun’s figure of over a hundred feet disappeared.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the sun shone through, and the snowflakes sparkled like countless broken diamonds.

Xi Sui'an glanced at the boy's shapeless body lying on the ground and sighed silently.

She stood up with difficulty, picked up Thorin's head and placed it on his body, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Under the gods, no human has lived longer than you. Tens of thousands of years have been wasted by you." She whispered as she sat aside.

Xi Sui'an thought about it and said to the system: "I want to borrow some of the power of the heart fire."

The system thought for a while, then carefully spit out a little spark.

The transparent flame follows the guidance of the origin and finally burns at the fingertips.

She looked at the invisible and colorless flame, then looked at Thorin who looked like a dead tree, and said calmly: "You still want to die at the hands of the human race."

She placed the flame on Thorin, and in the blink of an eye, the flames consumed Thorin's body.

The surrounding snow was not affected at all, and until the flames burned the body into ashes, the snow did not melt for a moment.

She quietly watched the snowflakes covering the black ash, and suddenly her ears caught a sound of a piano that seemed far and near, accompanied by an unknown chant.

"The cool evening wind is nostalgic for yesterday's yesterday,

"Singing ancient songs that have long since decayed.

"How to explain the immortality?

"Dreams and silence burn in the flames."

"..."

Xi Sui'an suddenly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pale golden figure sitting on the top of a high mountain in the distance.

“…Daniel?!”

The cemetery singer seemed to know her confusion and astonishment. He waved to her, then turned around and jumped down the mountains and disappeared, as if the play had ended and the audience had simply left.

"No... he wouldn't have been watching, right? And how did he know Thorin brought me here?" she murmured.

Why does it feel like this microphone in the Holy Cemetery is almost in the same style as the Rosicrucian Society?

"Xi Sui'an!!"

Iloven appeared in front of her, picked her up and looked her up and down, and asked hurriedly: "Are you okay?! Where's that bastard Thorin?!"

Xi Sui'an's mouth twitched slightly, and he pulled his hood back hard: "It's okay. Thorin is dead."

Yi Luowen and Feng Liting behind him were surprised when they heard this.

"died?"

Xi Sui'an didn't have the energy to explain, so he just hummed.

Iloven opened his mouth. It was only a quarter of an hour after he arrived, and Thorin was already dead? He died too quickly.

Feng Liting glanced at the snow, and when Yi Luowen wanted to ask further questions, he said lightly: "It's okay as long as you are fine, hurry back."

Iloven also sensed a hint of something unusual, but he ignored it and looked at Xi Sui'an again. He pulled out a small medicine bottle from his ring and threw it to her: "Drink it quickly! Go back and report to Agatha!"

"Oh." She drank the liquid that was like stinky tofu, thrown into sweet soy milk, and then dipped it in mustard sauce. She felt her own core of origin recovering a lot, and she forced herself to suppress the feeling of nausea.

Professor Agatha is clearly a beautiful, kind and gentle unicorn, so how come the medicine she makes tastes so weird?