Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

The artifact hung high in the sky, looking towards the circle of people and seeing everything.

It saw widespread wailing, the scarlet moonlight spilling out from the cracks in Takama-ga-hara, and the hordes of dead beasts.

It's angry.

The nine sword spirits want to protect this world and this human circle.

They hate God and they want to save the world.

The nine sword spirits were its creators, so it naturally acquired the will of the nine sword spirits.

And when it soared into the sky, seeing those tragic scenes and hearing those crying words, a murderous intent that was pure to the extreme filled it.

It wants to kill God!

At this moment, the sword spirit truly awakened and took on its own form.

On the Yata Mirror, countless cracks began to spread from the place where the artifact was inserted to the surrounding areas, and the harsh cracking sound continued.

Countless golden lights, like silk threads, dropped from the sky and swept towards the living people on the ground.

The golden light was like a golden curtain, bringing a relatively happy ending to this world.

Wherever the golden light reaches, everyone is teleported into the world it has created.

Lin Xuan and the other two climbed up to the shore and were stunned when they saw this scene.

Lin Xuan reacted quickly, spread his wings, and rushed towards the sky full of cracks.

Lin Xuan held an ice-blue long sword in his left hand, and dead water flowed out of the Nibelungen and surrounded him.

On the other side, Jin Ji looked at the magnificent golden light in the Yata Mirror with a smile on his face.

"Wei Dong, start the action."

"Yes!"

The huge device unfolded and was fully charged in an instant. A violent buzzing sound echoed inside the device, as if a terrifying beast was about to be released from its cage.

The sword of Ame-no-Murakumo was suspended in the middle, pointing at the Eight-foot Mirror on the bottom of the sea.

Beneath that gigantic device were a full 271 pixel platforms.

"[Device calibration in progress, calibration completed]"

"【Sword of Extreme Evil, launch!"

The sword Ame Murakumo shot out like a cannonball, and the 271 pixel platforms in the path of the sword Ame Murakumo began to explode one after another, pushing the speed of the sword Ame Murakumo to a limit.

There is no resistance in front of the sword of Ama-no-Kamezu that can cut through everything in the world.

It's only going to get faster.

Until finally, they were no longer visible to the public.

The world was silent for a moment, and in that moment, all living beings felt as if a sword of Damocles was hovering above their heads.

It cut through the sea and also cut through the sound.

The Yata Mirror, which was already covered with cracks, was directly pierced and shattered into pieces.

The earth is shaking and the world is collapsing.

They seemed to be falling at a very high speed, and at the same time, they seemed to be rising rapidly, and for a moment they lost their sense of direction.

The Eight-foot Mirror cracked, and the hundreds of millions of souls trapped in it were able to escape the torture of the Eight-foot Mirror. At this moment, they saw a ferocious dragon shadow and the strange water flow swirling around the other party.

The moment it sees the stagnant water, the soul understands what it is.

Throw themselves into it, and they will vanish into thin air, but there will also be no more pain.

At this moment, their choices were surprisingly consistent.

They flocked toward the flowing stagnant water.

There is endless torture in the Eight-foot Mirror. Once they are out of the Eight-foot Mirror, they become lonely ghosts and can only wait quietly for the dissipation.

If they had a choice, they would just want to be free sooner.

The stagnant water turned dark at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a lonely abyss with no bottom in sight, which was frightening just by looking at it.

Lin Xuan also felt a strong sense of weightlessness. He flapped his wings and barely managed to stabilize his body.

He saw the mirror shattering and the world rising until it finally overlapped with the real Japan.

Lin Xuan saw a huge pixel-style cruise ship on the sea. JIANNIAN was standing on it, looking towards Japan.

Lin Xuan flapped his wings and landed beside Ji Nian.

"Were you collecting souls?"

Jinian looked at Lin Xuan in surprise.

Lin Xuan didn't have time to reply to Ji Nian. He immediately sat down cross-legged. A huge sun appeared behind his head, and a terrifying suction force spread over it, as if it wanted to take everything in the world into it.

He was digesting the power of faith.

The moment his soul plunged into the stagnant water, the power of faith generated by hundreds of millions of souls surged into his body, and he felt like a balloon that had reached a critical point.

This is not all the power of faith. Some of the power of faith belongs to Jian Ji and others. That is the credit for destroying the human circle and cannot be used by him.

Even so, it almost burst him.

The big sun behind him absorbed a huge amount of power of faith, and then released it bit by bit, cleansing Lin Xuan's body.

This was the inspiration Lin Xuan got from the original work. Merlin once used the power of faith gathered in the entire Takama-ga-hara to wash Lin Qiye's body.

Jinian's eyes lit up and he also sat cross-legged.

Lin Xuan seemed to be aware of something, and the power of faith in the sun behind him also rushed towards the memorial.

Anyway, these powers of faith will eventually return to him, so he doesn't care about using them to wash away his own power.

The pure white stripes on Lin Xuan's scales became brighter and brighter, like clusters of holy light crawling all over the dark scales.

It took him a long while to open his eyes again. He was now sitting on a suspended pixel platform, surrounded by a large circular hole.

The same is true for commemoration.

She looked at her badly damaged cruise ship and felt a slight headache.

But her attention was soon attracted by the big sun behind Lin Xuan.

"Is this... Word Spirit Black Sun? No, Black Sun is pure black. How come you have both black and white?"

“It was indeed a black day before, but now it has changed.”

"What's your name now?"

"Forehead."

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment. He really didn't think of giving Hei Ri another name. Wouldn't this make things difficult for him, who was not good at naming?

Ji Nian felt the two completely opposite auras of holiness and evil in the sun, his eyes full of surprise.

She thought for a moment and suggested:

"How about calling it Shenglun Xieri?"

The sacred pure white corona, the evil dark sun.

"also."

Lin Xuan nodded, the name was quite appropriate.

Ji Nian suddenly narrowed his eyes and moved closer to Lin Xuan.

"I always feel like you seem to have changed."

"What has changed?"

"Temperament, after absorbing the power of faith, your temperament seems to have changed a bit, and it feels more divine."

Lin Xuan looked at Ji Nian carefully. After Ji Nian mentioned this, he also discovered that after experiencing the suction of the power of the law, Ji Nian's originally flawless face became even more divine, like a goddess descending from the heavens to the mortal world.

Lin Xuan rubbed his chin, feeling that if he and Ji Nian pretended to be charlatans to deceive people, they would definitely succeed.

The commotion here had already attracted the attention of everyone in the Shangxie Society. A researcher in a white coat came to Jinian with a strange instrument in his hand.

"President, are you okay?"

"fine."

"Then please move aside so I can assess the damage to the ship. And that guy over there, uh, the president's adopted son, please move aside as well."

"?"

Lin Xuan pointed at himself and asked, "Were you calling me just now?"

The researcher was stunned. Lin Xuan was the president's adopted son. Didn't the president say that himself? He remembered that the president had a very loud voice at that time.

"President, am I wrong?"

He turned to look at Ji Nian, only to see that the president had actually squatted down, holding his stomach with one hand, and laughing uncontrollably.

"No, you are right, he is my new adopted son."

Lin Xuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.