When the last corpse fell in a pool of blood, no one could stop Huai Shi's eyes anymore.

　　 stepped onto the last step that was stained red.

　　 Huaishi finally came to the top of the tower, and a hurricane from high in the sky came on.

　　 In the hurricane, he saw the solemn and sacred temple like a temple, the huge square in front of him, and the girl who had been waiting in front of the square for a long time.

　　 The long golden hair fluttered in the air like a burning flame.

　　 She held the stone-toothed sword and stared at the Huai poem coming from afar.

In the sky above her head, a huge scorching sun that does not belong here is burning vigorously-with the bronze ring engraved with countless patterns as the carrier, the projection of the first sun Tezkatripoka highlights Here, tyranny burned and enveloped the entire square.

　　 At this moment, she does not have a nail, nor does she have the youthfulness and modernity of the past.

　　 is wearing a sacred robe, with a crown studded with gems, with blood-colored emblems and totems outlined on his bare face and arms.

　　 This is the shadow of the smoke mirror on the ground, the agent of the first sun, the high priest of Tezkatripoka.

　　 Liz Hertmok is here.

　　 Fully armed, waiting for his enemy.

　　 "Are you ready to beat me?"

　　 She raised her eyes and stared at Huai Shi whose body was stained red with blood.

"No."

　　 Huai Shi sighed, lowered his head, and looked at the cracks on his chest and arms, as well as the metal scars formed by the healing of the silver-blood medicine.

　　 Now he can't be said to be in his heyday.

　　 can be called the end of the crossbow.

　　 Facing the precious blood inheritor of the American lineage, the leader of the future, Liz, who is armed to the teeth and still occupying the right place, is really unsure.

　　 Even if they are of the same level, their skills and experience are not inferior to them, not to mention the border relics they don’t know.

　　 and even the bronze sun wheel that covers the entire square above his head, just by sensing the tyrannical origins and powers that emerge from it every moment, one can understand how terrifying the hidden power is.

　　 "Actually, I am almost running out of strength. Although my physical strength can barely be supported, less than one-third of the original quality remains..."

　　 To tell her frankly about her situation, Huai Shi solemnly pleaded: "So can you please be a little more convenient here, let me go and let me pass?"

　　 Liz looked at him blankly.

　　 didn't get annoyed by such shameless words, or knew that his opponent had never been a warrior.

　　 "I'm sorry, Huaishi, work is work."

　　 She held the stone-toothed sword in her palm, and responded indifferently: "Moreover, besides work, there are personal grievances."

　　 "...I really can't refute this." Huai Shi laughed bitterly: "Believe me, I also suffer from it, in all kinds of meanings."

　　 "Is this regret?"

　　 "I regret it very much." Huai Shi nodded sincerely, "Do I need to apologize?"

　　 "Confession will not be useful."

　　 "But I still want to repent."

Huai Shi scratched her head, looked at the woman in front of her, a little embarrassed, and said tentatively: "Excuse me? Can you forgive me? I think we are still able to talk, if we have a chance, we can definitely become good friends. "

　　 Liz did not reply.

　　 It's just that the stone-toothed sword in his hand slightly twisted the subtle arc on the ground. Sparks shot along with the friction between iron and stone, and the sharp stone teeth shook at Huai Shi's throat.

ready.

　　 confession will not be useful.

　　 Even if Huaishi kneels here and is willing to sacrifice his body to the skinning **** to atone for his sins, it will not change Liz's determination.

　　 So, stop talking nonsense.

　　 She doesn't want to listen anymore.

　　 In the dead silence, Huai Shi's expression gradually stiffened. After a long time, she sighed helplessly: "As God's substitute on earth, in the face of so many people's wailing, will you be indifferent?"

　　 "The smoke mirror is not a benevolent god, make no mistake, Huai Shi."

Liz sneered: "In the First Age, as soon as the people on the ground began to shake in front of hell, the sun would fall. Tezcatlipoca turned into a leopard and killed all the people in the world... one of it. The name is called, which means'an enemy to all parties.' Unbelievers cannot be saved, and trusted ones may not be able to live.

　　 The wind of impermanence never cares about the world, let alone hell? "

　　 She said indifferently, "God will not have mercy to give here."

　　 "How about Liz?"

　　 Huai Shi took a step forward and asked: "Liz Hertmok, as a sublimator, a human with a benevolent nature, have you really never had any mercy in your heart?"

"No."

Liz coldly lifted the stone-toothed sword and told him word by word: "So, Huai Shi, please stop talking nonsense-if you want to pass from here, it is very simple. There is only one way, and that is to kill. I.

　　 Or, let me kill you, too... I will personally send you to the Hades. "

"it is good."

　　 The last softness in Huaishi's eyes slowly dissipated, and gradually became solemn: "Then, just as you wish, Liz, Liz Hertmok."

　　 He raised the sword of virtue in his hand, but the blade quickly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

　　 forward, took the first step.

　　 met her solemn eyes.

　　 "Liz, you are indeed an opponent who cannot be defeated if I don't try my best, but even if I defeat you, I am afraid I have no strength left.

　　 I still want to retain this strength to do more important things. "

　　 "So, I leave the choice to you—"

　　 moved forward again, taking a step.

　　 walked into the shining light of the sun wheel, bare-handed, step by step towards the girl who was blocking the road.

"Next I will pass from here, but I will not fight you." Huai Shi looked into her eyes and told her seriously: "If you think what I did is meaningless, then kill me here. , I will not resist."

　　The first step, the second step, and then the third step...

　　 Stepping into the frenzy of killing intent, letting the premonition of death engulf him, Huaishi stared at Liz calmly, accepting the anger and hatred calmly.

　　 forward.

　　 step by step...

　　 There is no wavering.

　　 "You really don't repent, Huai Shi."

　　 In the silence, Liz's eyes went down a little bit coldly: "How stupid it is to pin the victory or defeat on the mercy of others."

　　 "Sorry, I have no choice."

　　 Huaishi calmly moved forward: "But Liz, you still have it."

　　 "Now, there is a chance right in front of you, you can choose to save them, like me, or let them fall into the abyss... to build your heaven on wailing and hell."

　　 For a moment, Liz seemed to waver.

　　 But very quickly, his eyes became as hard as iron, and there was no weakness or vacillation, only a piece of coldness remained.

　　 "This is hell, Huaishi...Why is kindness found here?"

　　 She whispered softly, spitting out the last pity: "There is no cure here, just like you... You always have to recognize the reality!"

　　 At that moment, the stone-toothed sword shook sharply and roared.

　　The spirit of the leopard spirit rises from it, and flows in the secret instrument along with the source quality of Liz, and endless smoke rises toward the bronze sun above the sky!

　　 "Oh the unconstrained wind, please bring down the disaster!"

　　 Liz raised her head and declared to the world in front of her: "The glory of the world falls here, and the ancient darkness is born at night——"

　　 So, the endless flame seems to have been given substance, hanging from the sun wheel, inextricably threaded, converging, winding on the stone tooth blade!

　　 made that ancient blade burn red in an instant.

　　 in Liz's hands, snorted.

　　 The premonition of death eroded Huai Shi’s lungs as never before, causing his soul to tremble, and he felt the power of the sky above the sky.

　　 It is undoubtedly a trace from the gods.

　　 The reflection of the miracle on the ground.

　　 When the tyrannical flames dissipated, the bronze sun wheel above the sky revealed a solemn mirror made of obsidian. The mirror is eternally dark, as if reflecting the end and future of this world.

　　 can be in the darkness, but a solemn outline emerges.

　　 A huge and withered skeleton sits in the sun wheel, dead and desolate, as if it had already died with the old world.

　　 But now, under Liz's call, a green flame ignited in the dark eyes.

　　 There is a ray of crimson condensation, just like the last gleam of light at the end of dusk.

　　 fell from the fingers on its knees.

　　The light of blood fell on the cracked blade, causing the stone-toothed sword to scream, shaking, and overwhelmed.

　　 shows endless tyranny and ferociousness——

　　 "Receive the bitter fruit, Huai Shi."

　　 Liz said goodbye from her anger: "This is the last afterglow you can see!"

　　 At that moment, the stone-toothed sword fell.

　　 toward the Huai poetry close at hand.

　　 The world is dark.

　　 The bronze sun shattered, and the infinite power rested on this sword, causing everything to be submerged in death.

　　——The first cause of miraculous imprint and fall!

　　 This is a re-enactment of the end of the first era. Tezcatlipoca extinguished himself, indulged in tyranny, and caused the afterimage of the destruction of the era to be pinned on this sword, turning into a dim light that completely destroyed everything.

　　 This is the last kindness He left to the world~lightnovelpub.net~ Before the endless darkness comes, the last ray of the sun!

　　 And it was at that moment that Liz's eyes reflected the young man who was lonely forward, calmly welcoming death.

　　 And... the dark tide following him!

　　Unbelievable.

　　 It was the phantom of the past that followed the redemption, and it was also the trace of the fulfillment that once ushered in the redemption.

　　 Countless figures gather in one place, like a long march, with no end in sight, no border. It seems to cover the sky and the earth, forming a huge scale that engulfed the entire world.

　　 come from different places, different types, and even different eras. Those souls who are eager for salvation follow that lonely figure.

　　 When he moved forward alone, he didn't know that millions of people were following him.

　　 In the fleeting afterglow, those strange or familiar faces were exposed before Liz's eyes, making her eyes widened unimaginably.

　　 Amidst those vastly different groups, a deja vu phantom appeared vaguely...It was the uniform of the Ivy League!

　　 Those who died in this struggle, the patients who suffered severe injuries and were unconscious, and the poor who lost themselves in the assimilation of hell.

　　 But now, those silhouettes that should have been deposited in the deepest part of **** are standing behind Huai Shi.

　　 stood in front of Liz.

　　 looked at her quietly, and followed tens of thousands of people, walking towards the death blessed by the gods in front of them.

　　 "You guys..." Fool! "

　　 Liz lowered her eyes sadly, and the blade fell.

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