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The heavens and earth collapsed in an instant, and the blazing sun of destruction burned the earth to ashes!
On this vast battlefield, they can fight with all their might!
"I couldn't ask for more!"
On the scorched earth, two enormous figures charged toward each other at full speed, fist against fist, sword against spear, their every move a crushing defeat!
Caiuslana was perfectly aware of every move Wan Di made; he could have dodged them, but he wouldn't.
The final battle, destined to be won by all enemies, should end in the most contentious way!
"King of Suspended Edge! King of Suspended Edge!"
"Conquer! Conquer!"
The Blade Clan of Ohma call upon their king, offering a timeless shout and cheer for this unprecedented festival.
In the city of Suspended Edge, the "Titan of Conflict," Mad King Nicardoli, slightly raised his head. At this moment, even he could feel the battle intent that soared into the sky.
A duel like cowboys!
Although the battle between the two in the light screen had been finely processed for easy viewing, he could still feel the intensity of the confrontation.
Even the power of any single move was something he had never seen before.
"When will I be able to throw such a powerful punch?"
After the expedition arrived, he witnessed the true appearance of the Milky Way.
The Milky Way is truly vast, and Arilo is but a speck of dust within it. Yet, the powerful beings within the Milky Way are as numerous as the stars.
He wanted to become stronger, strong enough to unleash a punch that would make Yinhe Ming remember the name Belloberg!
"If you can do it, 'Savior'..."
The sword, carrying blazing flames, grazed the bodies of those embroiled in conflict, and the enemy roared once more.
"Use your anger at the injustice of fate to carve scorch marks on this body!"
Caislan remained silent, wielding his sword to clash with the spear of divine retribution.
They fought from the ground to the sky, and then back to the ground, adding countless more scars to the already burned earth.
Medemus transformed the spear of divine retribution into a giant sword that could stretch to the heavens.
He was about to unleash an unprecedented attack!
A strike that could level the heavens and the earth!
“Maidemus…” Caislana called out the true name of the one who could defeat all enemies.
"Let's settle this with 'conflict'...!"
The giant sword that could flatten the heavens and the earth had already been swung down, but time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Kauslana also summoned a giant sword that stretched to the sky and unleashed a strike powerful enough to cleave the world in two!
Sword against sword... strife against strife!
"To be burned away—your curse of immortality!"
His earth-shattering strike severed all enemies along with him!
In this "conflict," Caislana emerged victorious.
"Well done..."
"Let my blood... replace the crown."
"This is not a derogatory term!"
Unlike other Annihilation Lords, the Star Howl she is currently pursuing has almost never fought her head-on; it has always been a clash between legions.
If she could, she wouldn't really want to fight Qianjie.
"In the next life, I will surely block your path again..."
In his final moments, Wan Di almost word by word offered his last blessing to the "Savior" who carried the fire.
"Savior...I wish you...to always be victorious."
He will carry the fire and fury of everyone, and at the end of destruction, bring destruction to "destruction".
At the end of the world, in a state of chaos, only Caislana and the spark in his eyes remained.
"The 18,642nd 'Conflict' Flame has fallen into the fire..."
"But the shadow of the Black Tide still looms, and pain and despair pervade the distant land..."
"The flames are still lacking. We must... encourage them to grow stronger."
"Even if... this body has to be burned..."
In cycle after cycle, the flames grew ever stronger, beginning to burn along his body, but his weary eyes would never close.
On Sunday, I clasped my hands together and prayed silently for it.
This is a prayer for noble people, for great people, for those who walk together on a path that carries the weight of the world on their shoulders.
Chapter 135 All Deaths Have Meaning
The pointer of eternity turns once more.
"One more eternal cycle is needed before the world is destroyed."
"The 2003432nd Eternal Return"
I never imagined that one day I would actually put the word "talent" before this number, which is huge no matter how you look at it.
"Even the most blazing sun has places it cannot reach."
"Besides, the blazing sun you bear on your shoulders is both cold and blinding..."
"Such a sun is probably not warm enough for the underworld in the afterlife."
At the crossroads of life and death, with the gray hand, the demigod of "death," Xia Die turned to look at Caislana behind her.
“Golden blood… comes from ‘destruction.’ We have long since lost… the right to crave warmth.” Caislana began, but there was a noticeable pause in his words.
"Only by... fueling the flames can... melt away that hopeless future."
"Please allow me to ask: How many sparks of fire do you currently carry?"
Faced with Xia Die's question, Kauslana did not hide anything. He spoke in a halting tone, stating the number with crystal clarity:
"Twenty-four million four hundred thousand...one thousand one hundred...eighty-three pieces."
"...This is so heavy."
Xia Die turned around and looked directly at this "former companion," at his appearance burned away by the flames.
"That's why you've become like this: a broken idol... a sorrowful piece of firewood."
"It's alright... I will bear it."
"All you need to do is... hand over the flame of 'death'."
"..." Faced with Bai E's request, Xia Die remained silent for a moment before resolutely saying:
"I must refuse. As a demigod of 'death'..."
"I cannot bear to watch you walk down a path more cruel than death."
Stunned time and time again, Bartrus unconsciously uttered his catchphrase from his years as a thief, before he realized what he had said.
No! Now that I don't seem to need to hide my identity anymore, does that mean I don't need to mention that Ancestor Zagres is here?
Xing didn't know what to say about this guy. He wasn't in a hurry to scold her, and he didn't mind if she argued with him. He was even willing to patiently debate with her.
Even when she was proven wrong, this guy didn't care at all, and sometimes she could even sense that he was happy!
Talking to him always felt like punching cotton.
A broken body and a damaged mind—all of this demonstrates the unparalleled responsibility and pain that Lord Caislana is bearing.
He had been burned beyond recognition by the raging flames.
"As long as it's like this, the past, the present, and the future..."
"Then there will never be any more... unnecessary deaths."
His words were incredibly cold, even colder than the death he spoke of.
"Unnecessary deaths..."
Upon hearing this, Xia Die opened her eyes in shock.
"As expected, you are not the Lord Bai'e I know."
“Turn back now, and don’t let your absurd and unjust fate come to pass. That way, at least my underworld… can still be your fragrant bed.”
"The Lord Bai'er I know would never be indifferent to any death."
The ever-accumulating embers and cycles of reincarnation will only cause Lord Bai'e to kill himself little by little, to kill the gentle Bai'e who once cherished everything.
Now she finally understood why, in every reincarnation, Teacher Xia, Wan Di... they would all stand in front of Bai E.
They understood Baier's mission and comprehended his actions. Therefore, they needed to sacrifice their lives and teachings to preserve Baier's last shred of clarity. Because they were always Baier's teachers and friends.
"Finally, it still happened..."
"It seems that avoiding sword fights is truly a pipe dream."
“...It’s truly heartbreaking,” Xia Die said earnestly.
“I know I am no match for you, having fallen countless times by your sword—but please understand, even so, my resolve should not be underestimated.”
Even Cephalus, the "Titan of the World," could not shape all things at will, much less decide the fate of all living beings. No one can single-handedly balance the scales of life and death, not even a god.
"That is why I chose to overcome the trials at the end of my long and arduous journey and take over the authority of 'death'..."
At the crossroads of life and death, Xia Die reached out her hand, her words as icy as those of Caislan before her. At this moment, she was filled with unprecedented rage.
"I am the Hand of Darkness, the Butterfly, the demigod of 'Death.' Listen well, savior from the past—"
“Please turn back—do not disturb them, for the many flowers are dying like mud.”
Time and again, he personally plunged his sword into the bodies of his comrades, bringing them death...
The weight of bearing the world's burdens and deciding fates should not be borne by just one person.
Chapter 136 One Will Sleep Forever After Death
Memories from a million reincarnations intertwine once more, and Caiuslana arrives at this place where life and death meet again and again, standing against the Dark Hand time and time again.
He has always moved forward, never deviating, and never changing.
Before his eyes, the gentle girl of the past had vanished, leaving only a giant dragon slumbering in death.
Kauslana covered his head, and fragments of past reincarnations flashed before his eyes, and the figure of Xia Die began to overlap with that of the dead dragon.
"What...?" Xia Die was a little surprised, but she quickly came to her senses.
"Unfortunately, at this critical juncture between life and death, the dragon was reduced to a mangled remains..."
"...But I will still fight and do my best to defend what I hope for!"
The dragon, a symbol of death, reached out her hand to Caislana, offering the weary soul a peaceful slumber known as death.
"I respectfully request that you... rest in peace here!"
"I must refuse: I must transform my soul into flames..." Death seemed to have lost its meaning for Caiuslana; the dragon's repeated attacks could not even cause him the slightest harm.
“That idol of destruction must be burned to ashes.”
The power of millions of sparks converges in one body, and ultimate destruction is displayed on his body.
In an instant, the world changed, and the burned earth seemed to be announcing that the end of the world, when nothing existed, had arrived.
“This scene…” Xia Die sensed the shattered world, “How is it any different from that tragic future…?”
After all, anyone would laugh heartily if they could vent all the anger that had been building up for thirty million reincarnations.
Although she already knew that she had a close relationship with the dragon that symbolized death, she didn't know exactly what that relationship was.