People are cursing back, and the good impression is full

In fact, Zenin Kiyoshi told Geto Suguru a long time ago that when one is unable to relieve one's emotions well, it is best not to make one's empathy too strong.

Xia Yujie asked the reason, but Zenin Qing only answered him one sentence:

“Those who help others to relieve their suffering often find themselves facing more and more difficulties.”

Although he could probably understand some of the meaning of the Zen temple's words, for Geto Suguru, he still couldn't bear to watch the people around him suffer.

He felt that he was stronger than others, both mentally and physically, so it was natural that he should also endure the pain for these people. Otherwise, strength or weakness would have no meaning to him.

After Geto Suguru finished speaking, he didn't care whether Hanamiya answered or agreed. He just stood in front of Hanamiya and attacked the clepsydra.

This is not actually because Geto Suguru disrespects Hanamiya, but for Hanamiya at this time, no matter what she answers, it is actually wrong.

Geto Suguru didn't want to put Hanamiya in a difficult position, so he would rather be the bad guy who disrespected Hanamiya and stop the pain in front of Hanamiya.

And Hanami obviously noticed Geto Suguru's thoughts. She looked at Geto Suguru, but shook her head slightly, then said:

"It's okay, Geto-kun. Sometimes things have to end."

After saying that, she controlled the vines around her and suddenly pressed down on the magma rushing towards the clepsydra, providing sufficient stepping stones and footholds for Honglong and Shen'er's actions.

The magic fuse of Leaky Pot had ended, but the magic power consumed in opening the field before made it impossible for him to open it for a while. Coupled with the attack frequency of the three people, which was almost as heavy as a rainstorm, Leaky Pot felt a little breathless at this time.

Or to be more precise, after Geto Suguru and Hanami arrived, Louhu already knew that there was no way he could leave here alive under the siege of these three people. He knew his own strength, but Louhu himself didn't actually have much desire to leave.

Hanami betrayed herself, or rather, Hanami took a completely different path from herself.

Louhu's body attacked instinctively, but his mind was always thinking about what Hua Yu had said before.

Am I really being too paranoid?

Did I really not treat Hua Yu as an independent individual before?

The leaking pot didn't know how to describe itself, let alone how to describe this idea.

He just felt so tired right now...even thinking seemed a little weak at this moment.

If even Hua Yu cannot understand and agree with himself, then what is the point of all his efforts and persistence over the years?

When Hua Yu said goodbye to me before, he was just silent, silent, and silent again.

Facing the silent Hua Yu, Lou Hu felt that the other party was speechless and thought that Hua Yu simply didn't want to follow him.

But Louhu never thought that there would be such a day. He couldn't accept it, or rather, he began to deny himself.

The heart felt as if it was being stabbed with a knife. Leakage Pot wanted to cry. Its muscles twitched because of the pain. Before the tears came to its surface, they were evaporated by the high temperature.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why did I let Hanami go and monitor Zenin Kiyoshi in the first place? Why was I so stupid back then?"

Leaking Pot began to regret his decision immensely. He looked at the calm voice and roared with a grin:

"Hana! I don't believe this would be your choice! Everything was just that human's sweet talk to deceive you! I... I never thought you would leave us Curse Spirits! Never!"

The sound of the clepsydra was already filled with a hint of extreme pain, and even Hua Yu could sense that underneath that pain, there was a hint of unwillingness and pleading... That was not a plea out of fear of death, but a plea for her to return to him.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the leaking pot, a trace of pity flashed across Hua Yu's emerald eyes.

She remembered the light that flashed in Louhu's eyes at the moment she was born. She remembered clearly that it was a light of genuine joy and happiness for her birth.

That look...how could she possibly forget it?

But Leaky Pot...why do you let hatred fill your eyes? Why do you let your soul be corroded by that kind of thing?

Although Hua Yu couldn't bear it, he didn't stop attacking for a moment.

Countless wooden spikes flew around, piercing the magma while also providing various advantageous footholds for Shier.

The Rainbow Dragon, relying on its huge body and armor that is harder than steel, unscrupulously uses its body to block the magma.

Under such an attack, Shen'er soon arrived in front of the leaky pot.

The ghostly speed made Louhu's single eye enlarge again. The speed of the man in front of him was twice as fast as before!

How is this possible?! How did he do that?!

While Clepsydra was surprised at Shen'er's speed, he unexpectedly saw pity in the eyes of the man in front of him.

Is he pitying me...? !

Are you kidding me? !

Humans! I don't need your pity!

Louhu looked at Shen'er in front of him, and the anger in his heart was almost reaching its peak at this moment.

I don't need your hypocritical pity, you damned human beings!

Take that look away from me!

The clepsydra looked at Shier and roared with all his might in his almost dry voice:

"Don't look at me like that, you damned human!"

Blood spurted out from the ruptured throat, but Shi Er just looked at the clepsydra calmly, and his voice was mixed with a different complexity than usual:

"Volcano Head, if you don't want Hua Yu to continue to be sad, just die here and stop torturing her..."

Chapter 229 The Death of the Leaky Pot

Sadness? Pity? Persuasion? Relief? Disgust... No, none of them, or maybe all of them.

The eyes of the man in front of him, besides the cold murderous intent, were filled with too many emotions that Louhu could not understand.

Damn humans... Why do they always reveal an incomprehensible part of themselves at times like this?

What is the relationship between humans and cursed spirits?

What exactly is this new human being that I have been insisting on emphasizing?

Flower Royal...

Tagore...

Are my actions really right to involve them in this life-and-death fight before they are even fully born?

Louhu looked at the Soul-Releasing Sword that was about to pierce his neck, and at the bulging muscles on Shen'er's arm. For some reason, at this moment, Louhu suddenly chose to stop. He gave up all means of stopping and just stood there stupidly, allowing the opponent's attack to fall on his body.

The icy cursed weapon "Ten Ni Boko" drew a deadly arc of light in Shi'er's hand, severing Leakage Pot's neck. The eyes that seemed to be constantly burning with anger and hatred towards humans were instantly shrouded in the shadow of death.

The blade touched the skin, bringing a cold and stinging sensation.

Amidst the confusion, anger, regret, calmness and bewilderment in Clepsydra's thoughts, a picture suddenly emerged.

That was the scene when Hanamiya was born. Not only did Hanamiya see his eyes, but Louhu himself also saw his own eyes of pure joy in Hanamiya's eyes, as well as the other person's equally gentle emerald green eyes.

And now, those eyes overlapped with her eyes that were determined but full of reluctance at this moment, extremely clearly.

Flower Royal...

That look never changed, what changed was... himself.

Deep within the one-eyed creature encased in magma, the madly burning cursed flame flickered ever so slightly.

It was not the fluctuation of a spell, but more like something indestructible, making an unheard, complete shattering sound in the depths of the soul.

"Heh..." A very light sigh, filled with endless fatigue and relief, seemed to be escaping not from the ruptured throat of the clepsydra, but from the burning source of his cursed power.

At the same time, the magma that was violently gushing out around him began to visibly stagnate. It was not the feeling of exhaustion of magical power, but more like a kind of... collapse of will.

The scorching magma wave that was powerful enough to melt gold and iron suddenly lost its direction, as if all its strength had been drained away, and instantly became scattered and powerless.

Several streams of magma that were originally heading towards Geto Suguru even collided and offset each other at this moment, splashing large amounts of dark red, rapidly cooling lava blocks.

Hua Yu, who had been closely controlling the vines to sense the battlefield, couldn't help but tremble slightly after seeing those scenes.

She "heard" it clearly - the silent wailing and collapse that belonged to the same source, to the core of the clepsydra spell.

Hua Yu did not do anything, nor did she stop. She was still covering the remaining lava with vines, but her emerald eyes were now silently covered with an indescribable look.

Ruhu is Hanami's family, and even if their paths have gone in opposite directions, this cannot be changed.

The unbreakable blood connection makes the death of either party as painful as a knife piercing the heart.

But no matter what, Hua Yu would not be soft-hearted again. The clepsydra and the bellows were in the air, and the water was flowing. The water was flowing, and the water was flowing.

Fushiguro Jōrō held the Amagaki hoko in his hand, and the dazzling long sword chopped off Ryūhu's head without any hindrance.

There was no earth-shattering lava explosion, nor was there the final crazy counterattack of the clepsydra.

There was only an ending that was so peaceful that it seemed natural.

The clepsydra's slightly short body seemed to have been drained of all its strength and faith in an instant.

He no longer roared or struggled, but just stood there quietly.

The scorching magma erupting all around stopped completely, and the high temperature that seemed to be able to distort the space gradually dissipated. Even the pungent smell of sulfur in the air gradually became weaker under the breeze.

The charred black stones on the ground solidified and gradually cooled, just like the life of the clepsydra at this moment, gradually going out.

His only remaining eye seemed to move with great difficulty before his head was chopped off by Shen'er. At this moment, Leakage Pot's gaze passed over Shen'er's shoulder and looked towards Hanami for the last time.

In that empty single eye, the rage, anger, and unwillingness that had been lingering and difficult to dissipate have all faded away, leaving only a kind of almost empty fatigue.

All persistence seemed to have lost its meaning at this moment. His neck was not a fatal injury, and he could continue to live even if he lost his head, but Louhu no longer wanted to go on.

To Louhu now, everything seems meaningless and he shouldn't continue like this.

Hua Yu should follow the path she wants. As for Tuo Gen... he hasn't been born yet. What path will he take in the future? He doesn't know. Perhaps without his almost paranoid guidance, Tuo Gen might be able to walk a better path.

At the very end, Louhu saw his own figure in Hua Yu's eyes.

Looking at those emerald green eyes, the leaking pot murmured:

"Ah... I really regret showing that face when you were born..."

This thought was like a last spark, flashing through his fading consciousness, but when he was about to say it out loud, his body had already collapsed.

The next second, the cursed energy that made up his body began to make slight cracking sounds, and the cracks quickly spread throughout his body like a spider web, starting from the head that was cut off by Tenshoko. There was no blood, only small, dull black gravel and ashes falling.

Like the gradual collapse of a volcano.

Xia Yujie looked at Hanami beside him and said with some worry:

"Hanagi-san, are you okay?"

Listening to Geto Suguru's words, Hanami shook her head slightly. She saw the last look in Cloverleaf's eyes, and her heart was also a little moved. To her, Cloverleaf was always like a father.

Although the path she took was wrong, at the moment of her death, the resentment she had towards the clepsydra had dissipated.

Of course, the hatred that belonged to Chanyuan Qing was not eliminated.

She is not Chanyuan Qing, and she cannot forgive Louhu on Chanyuan Qing's behalf. Moreover, she herself cannot forgive Louhu in this matter.

However, Hua Yu was still somewhat sad because Leka, who was like a family member and a father to him, died in front of him.

Chapter 230 Afterglow

He even glanced at the body of the clepsydra, which was now turning into scorched earth and slowly disappearing on the ground.

An extremely complex ripple flashed across the depths of his eyes. He naturally noticed the abnormality of the clepsydra in the end, which showed almost no resistance. It really chose to die on its own.

He sighed, but he didn't dwell on it too much. There were too many sad things in this world, and the difference in their paths meant that he was destined not to have much empathy for the clepsydra.

As the slight sigh of emotion ended, that emotion was quickly covered by the usual calmness.

In order to ensure that the leaking pot was completely dead, Shen Er swung the Soul-Releasing Sword in his hand and crushed the last trace into the dust.

"It's over. My clothes are all burnt. Looks like I'm going to get lectured by Eri again when I get back."

Shen'er's voice broke the silence, with a hint of laughter in his voice, which broke the heavy atmosphere.

Geto Suguru slowly retracted the Rainbow Dragon, and his tense nerves relaxed, followed by deep fatigue. He subconsciously looked at Hanamiya. Even though he had asked Hanamiya before, he was still a little worried about the other party's situation at this moment.

Hua Yu stood quietly there, her emerald eyes lowered, looking at the place where the clepsydra disappeared, and at the charred traces of the crushed remains under Shen'er's feet.

She seemed to notice Geto Suguru's gaze, turned her head slightly, smiled softly, and a different light flashed in her emerald green eyes.

"I'm fine, Geto-kun. You and Xiaoqing have similar personalities. You're both very gentle people."

Looking at Hanamiya in front of him, Xia Yujie smiled. He looked at Hanamiya and said slowly:

"That would be great, but the most important thing right now is to buy some clothes for Mr. Shen'er. If he goes out like this, we'll be arrested for intentionally disturbing public order."

Upon hearing this, Hua Yu's eyes fell on Shen Er's miserable clothes. A hint of understanding flashed in his emerald eyes, and then the faint smile deepened a little, and he nodded gently: