Simulated Star Iron: Miracles are yours, death is mine

Lin Yuan stepped out of the spatial portal and saw that the heavy snow in the sky had gradually stopped.

This harsh winter, which has lost the support of divine power, is about to end.

He frowned slightly, took out a thick coat from his personal space, and strode towards Sakura, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Captain Yuan, it's been twenty minutes." Lan Zhuwen had been waiting for a long time, his brows furrowed with worry. "She's just kneeling on the ground like that."

Lin Yuan's heart sank; his ability could only rewind three minutes at most.

After slaying two evil gods on his own, he immediately went to Dr. Mei's area to help the weaker Dr. Mei slay the evil god.

Upon receiving the message from Lord Wen, he immediately used the power of the Imperial Decree Blade [Heaven] to arrive here.

"Twenty minutes... I'm late..."

Ling, the girl who used to call him "brother" from behind when he was little, is gone forever.

He already knew the general outline of the situation.

The imperial sword possesses a spirit; it must not be touched by anyone other than its owner.

The compatibility of the bell with the imperial edict knife is 0%.

There was no way they could use the imperial edict sword; they couldn't even get close to it, let alone touch it.

However, "Fate" is an extremely special imperial edict sword. If an ordinary person is willing to exchange their life for it, they can also get a chance to wield it.

Whether fate is willing to agree to this is also a matter of extremely low probability.

“Ling… traded her life for a chance, didn’t she…” Lin Yuan asked Wen.

“Yes… Zhao Daoming agreed to the deal,” Wen replied in a deep voice.

Wen is the sword master closest to the battlefield of [Winter Clothes of Heaven].

After he slew the descending god, he immediately used the power of the wind to rush here to help Sakura fight against the [Heavenly Winter Clothes].

When he arrived, he saw that Bell had severed Winter's legs at the cost of her own life.

Winter has become a lamb to the slaughter.

Immediately afterwards, Sakura, who had gone mad, picked up the imperial edict sword [Life] from the ground and swung it wildly, cutting "Winter" into snowflakes.

The dead gods turned into snowflakes and fell from the sky, landing in their palms and turning into icy water.

It's as if the world is shedding tears.

“She…didn’t cry, didn’t say anything, just knelt there.” Wen looked at Ying, her tone losing its usual cheerfulness.

"Take the authority of the [Heavenly Winter Garment] and leave first." Lin Yuan looked at the distant snowdrift, where an ice-blue crystal floated silently in the air. "Take it and give it to Dr. Mei and the Science Council."

“I’ll handle Sakura’s matter.” Lin Yuan paused. “If Mei’s situation is resolved, have her come over as well.”

Wen nodded and began directing the members of the execution team in the distance: "Okay, Captain, I'll go organize the cleanup now."

But then he turned to Lin Yuan and said:

"Captain, I know you have the ability to turn back time, but you are not omnipotent."

No one can single-handedly shoulder the destiny of saving the world; don't blame yourself.

"I know, don't worry." Lin Yuan nodded in response to Wen's concern.

Lin Yuan walked straight to Ying's side and draped the clothes he was holding over her shoulders.

He didn't say anything, but instead stayed with Sakura, looking together at the bracelet that Rin had left behind.

The once sparkling sapphire has now become dull and lifeless.

After a long while, Sakura seemed to realize something.

She raised her head, and her unfocused pupils finally regained a glimmer of light.

The blankness in my mind gradually faded.

Bell died.

They disappeared into the wind and snow.

This fact, which was more painful than killing herself, was laid bare before her.

"deep……"

It seemed to take Sakura a long time to recognize the person in front of her, and the ice in her heart finally began to waver a little.

In the howling cold wind, there was a broken, choked sob.

"Ring...she...she...I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

She reached out and hugged Lin Yuan, her frozen body finally feeling a touch of warmth.

A moment later, her sobs turned into loud wailing.

"Rin is dead. It's my fault, all my fault. I didn't protect her... I'm so sorry, I'm not a good sister!"

Sakura felt that the string she had been holding together for so many years had finally snapped.

"My mom and dad are dead, and now even Rin is dead... Why, why did it have to turn out like this!"

"I know, I know everything." Lin Yuan reached out and hugged the girl in his arms. "This is not your fault, Ying, it's not your fault."

Sakura's eyes were bloodshot, and she trembled all over: "I became the Sword Master because I wanted to protect my sister, but I...I...I didn't do anything!"

Yuan opened his mouth bitterly, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to utter a word.

Since the arrival of eight million gods, how many people have died?

One city after another was destroyed under the ravages of the gods.

How many more people will die like Ling?

They became sword masters, wielding imperial swords and chanting incantations, using the power stolen from the gods to slay them.

Yet countless people still died because of the eight million gods.

When will this damn war finally end?

"Aren't we supposed to save the world? But can we really save it?"

In the cold wind, the girl clutched the blue bracelet tightly, weeping for her own powerlessness, until everything returned to calm.

He picked up the unconscious Sakura, while Raiden Mei silently nodded to him from afar.

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nursing home

Sakura opened her eyes and whispered to Rin and Raiden Mei beside the bed, "It was all just a dream, wasn't it?"

Lin Yuan and Raiden Mei both fell silent.

"So it seems that all of this is true." The silence between the two had confirmed everything for her. "I'm the one who wronged her."

Sakura lowered her gaze, and upon seeing the black box containing the imperial edict sword "Destiny" on the table, a ripple appeared in her eyes, and she said softly:

"Take it away, I don't want to see it again."

Raiden Mei wanted to say something more, after all, the Imperial Blade was everything to its master.

But Lin Yuan had already taken the initiative, picking up the black box and hanging it behind him.

"Okay, let's take it."

Rin died because of her "life," and now she places her "life" before Sakura.

Lin Yuan was afraid that Ying would be provoked into completely losing control.

“Sakura…” Raiden Mei hesitated for a long time before finally taking her hand and saying, “My condolences.”

"I only have the two of you left." Sakura closed her eyes in anguish, Rin's smile flashing through her mind. "But what was the point of all this?"

"Did we really save the world? Did we save those people?"

Every time eight million gods descend to earth, hundreds of millions of people will suffer as a result.

We all know the truth.

In the war against Takamagahara, Izumo has never achieved a true victory to date.

For the happiness of all mankind... isn't this really not a lie?

Yuan, I don't know, I really don't know the answer!

I'm so tired, I'm really tired, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Lin Yuan saw that Ying looked utterly devastated and heartbroken, and knew that she was in a very bad state.

"It's okay, Sakura, get some rest. Don't think about anything. We'll stay with you during this time."

Raiden Mei remained silent for a long time. Had Sakura given up on the Imperial Sword to some extent?

That's fine, just like Lin Yuan said, get some rest.

They never truly achieved victory.

However, there was no turning back for Izumo.

"Go to sleep, Sakura." Raiden Mei covered her with the blanket, forcing a smile. "In any case, we respect your choice."

[Four-Star Void Light Cone: Salvation is Just a Lie]