The player is playing like a god, but their cheat code is Aatrox.

Chapter 73

Cang Yu's mind was in a mess at the moment.

What does that mean?

So... Yunxi is actually Hexi?

No wonder, no wonder something felt off.

Hehe... Since there's no progress relying on genes and hair, are you planning to personally observe yourself?

Indeed, I had imagined angels to be too innocent and beautiful.

Cang Yu didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment.

However, Aatrox showed no sign of stopping.

"Since that's the case, then take your regrets and go to hell first!"

Aatrox swung his greatsword down.

"No—!" Yan cried out in anguish.

Unfortunately, at this moment they had no strength left, nor the "belief" to continue struggling.

With a single sword strike, He Xi and Zhi Xin's chests were pierced simultaneously.

Zhi Xin's pupils began to lose focus, and she looked at He Xi one last time:

"Teacher... I must repay your kindness in raising me..."

She tried to turn her head, but she had no strength left.

"Yu... I'll go wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes lost all their luster, his body lost its support, and he fell straight to the ground.

He Xi, who possesses the fourth-generation divine body, is clearly able to hold out longer.

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault..." She seemed to have lost her mind.

"It was me...it was me who ruined him, ruined the angels, ruined...the known universe."

He Xi could feel a strong sense of exhaustion coming over her; she was about to give up as well.

As she fell, she seemed to see the boy's face.

She instinctively reached out to touch it, but it was all an illusion, so how could she possibly touch it?

She left with a smile on her face at the very last moment.

Yan knelt on the ground, her eyes glazed over.

Zhi Xin is gone, and so is Tianji Wang.

Queen Keisha is gone. Starlight, Cold, Moy... everyone, everyone...

Yan looked around and saw only the unconscious Qi Lin, the seriously injured A Zhui, himself who was too weak to get up, and Ling Xi who was in relatively good condition.

"Heh..." Yan sneered.

"I never imagined that the known universe would end up like this."

The Angelic Civilization was the last line of defense; apart from Karl who was hiding, all known civilizations in the universe had been destroyed by Aatrox.

"You could have survived to the end. Even finding that hiding rat would have taken me some time. Why did you have to rush to your deaths?"

Aatrox, carrying his greatsword, walked step by step toward the remaining few.

Yan gripped the Blazing Sword, trying to use it to stand up, but halfway up, she collapsed back down weakly.

Aatrox stopped in front of Yan.

The tip of the greatsword dragged on the ground, carving a deep groove. Crimson energy seeped from the groove, staining the rubble of the ruins a dark red.

He looked down at the once arrogant left-wing guard.

"Do you have any last words, birdman?"

Yan did not look up.

Her fingers were still gripping the hilt of the Flaming Sword, but the flames on the blade had been completely extinguished.

Most of her wings were broken, and the few remaining feathers were covered in blood and dust.

"Last words?" Her voice was hoarse, as if it were scraped from the depths of her throat, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

It wasn't the languid, slightly playful smile of before, but a lighter, more self-deprecating laugh.

"I don't have any last words. I just want to ask you—can he still hear me inside?"

Aatrox paused for a moment.

"He can't hear me." Aatrox's voice returned to its cold hardness, and he slowly raised his greatsword.

"He will never wake up again. He chose this himself."

"Is that so?" Yan finally raised her head, memories flooding back like a tidal wave.

The hand that was knocked off when they first met, and his sore attitude towards losing during sword sparring sessions.

She couldn't help but smile.

Aatrox did not interrupt her final moments of reminiscence.

Not only because they are special to Cang Yu

More importantly... they are warriors worthy of respect.

Yan recalled their playful fights, their bickering, stealing his ice cream... and that one time...

The only photo of us together on the Ferris wheel.

Yan's smile is beautiful

Even though she was covered in blood and wounds at that moment.

But that smile seemed to be glowing.

"Could you tell him for me?" Yan's voice suddenly softened, so softly that only Aatrox could hear it.

"Actually, I also..."

The last sound was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Aatrox didn't speak, but simply raised his greatsword and plunged it into Yan's heart.

Her pupils dilated instantly, but a smile remained on her face.

It seems that the pain of having one's heart pierced is far less than the sweetness of memories of him.

"He... has no future." After Yan collapsed, Aatrox said in an ambiguous tone, as if answering the girl's question.

His gaze finally settled on the three remaining people.

"Come, follow me into destruction!"

Aatrox drew his sword and charged forward.

Lingxi was the only one left who could still resist.

Lingxi tried to protect Azhui and Qilin, but was knocked away by a sword.

Lingxi's body slammed into the broken concrete pillar, producing a dull thud.

She struggled to stand up, but Aatrox's sword was already pointed at A-Zhui and Qi-Lin.

Ah-Zhui remained kneeling on the ground, showing no intention of resisting.

The broken wings wrapped around Qi Lin's lower hair

Qilin's breathing was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

"Stop—!" Lingxi roared, digging her fingers into the soil as she crawled forward little by little.

Aatrox did not turn back.

His sword hovered above A-Zhui.

The angel who brought him home from the alley was the first person Cang Yu encountered in this world.

She cooked for him for ten years and lived with him for ten years.

The most special one in his heart

She never asked him for anything in return, but simply stood quietly behind him.

The greatsword began to fall.

Then it stopped.

It stopped just an inch from Ah Zhui's neck.

Aatrox's hands were still gripping the hilt of his sword, but his body...

The body that belonged to Cang Yu was trembling violently.

"What?" Aatrox seemed equally surprised by this unexpected turn of events.

"I've already given up... I've completely given up my soul..." he muttered to himself.

"So, you little brat, even your body... your instincts are trying to resist?"

Hearing Aatrox's words, A-Zhui raised his head again.

Those eyes, which had lost all hope, lit up again.

"Xiaoyu!"

With her last breath, she cried out, trying to wake him.

only--

Aatrox quickly regained his mobility.

"It's no use. I've already said it, he gave it up voluntarily, soul and all."

"So, he's gone, and he won't wake up."