Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 487 Don’t look back

Hector knew that his kingdom would eventually fall, and Achilles knew that he was heading towards death.

The white-haired shadow standing at the end knew that it was a road with little hope, but still embarked on the great cause of saving the world until he fell into the abyss.

His afterimage seemed to be watching those who came after him. If one could not even cross the end, how could he strike the sun with the final blow?

He had hoped that someone could fly higher and end this endless cycle.

But in the end, he never got to wait, and all that was left was Takama-ga-hara falling into nothingness.

The blood-red halo of [End] slowly descended and landed on the plains of Takama-ga-hara, awakening the deep darkness. The self-destructors wandering in the void stretched out their hands, grasped swords and rushed out of the abyss.

The fields frozen by frost gradually began to crack. Even though Sakura had tried her best, she was still overwhelmed by the endless number of evil spirits, which was equivalent to the number of humans on an entire planet.

It's not the white-haired ghost who controls [End], but all the wandering ghosts in Takama-ga-hara who jointly control this final sword.

The dark sun rotates, indifferent to what happens on the two planets. The sun never deliberately devours anything. It's just that Izumo and Takama-ga-hara happen to be under the shadow of the sun, that's all.

The hideous evil spirits rushed out of the darkness, waving their sharp claws like blurry ink paintings, but were all burned to ashes in the raging fire.

An Ming held a flaming bamboo sword and slashed out a fire that set the whole field ablaze.

He raised his head and looked at the white-haired ghost at the end of the mountain, his eyes calm and firm. If he couldn't even cross the end, how could he talk about saving the world?

"An Ming, don't look back!"

Ming's lightning tore through the dark mud and opened up a path forward. What Mei wanted to say was that there was no need to worry about her, because everyone who came here was ready to sacrifice themselves.

But it doesn’t matter. We might as well try to move forward and cross the boundaries that our ancestors could not save.

Mei knew that at this moment everyone in Izumo was looking at them. There were fear, prayers, sadness, and encouragement in those eyes, but they were all looking forward to the end of the big day and praying for the distant dawn.

It has been too long since a sword, a human sword, has slashed into the shadow of the sun.

Even a tiny ant has the courage to draw his sword against a giant.

Mei had never felt such a powerful force, which continuously poured into the palm holding the knife. The thunder turned into a roaring thunder dragon, sweeping across the dark field.

The Thunder Blade turned into a dragon and slashed towards the white-haired ghost shadow on the top of the mountain. Mei was no longer confused, but saw that the ice-blue figure beside her was even more determined.

The long sword with the newly blossomed cherry blossoms on Sakura's waist was still unsheathed, but the frost had already been burning with all its strength.

She does not belong to Izumo or Takama-ga-hara, but she is the only variable in this reincarnation besides An Ming. Chiying's sword may not be able to save Izumo, but it can preserve the last spark.

The closer you get to the end, the closer you are to the shadow of the sun, which means that you will be eroded by nothingness faster. Every swing of the sword on the road ahead will have to bear twice the pressure of the previous time.

Every blow must be made with the determination to sacrifice in order to maintain oneself under the erosion of nothingness.

Mei knew very well that every evil spirit hatched from the darkness was a warrior who once had the belief to die.

But they still stayed here, transformed by nothingness into wandering evil spirits that could never rest.

"fall!"

Annie jumped up, hovered in the sky and dropped her right palm. A blue shadow instantly rushed down, and the terrifying sword intent crushed out a circle. The darkness in between was crushed into a layer of wallpaper, and then directly cut into pieces.

The only four remaining imperial sword users of Izumo have arrived at the end of Takama-ga-hara at this moment, symbolizing the evil spirits of the entire Takama-ga-hara. Under the shadow of the sun, they stand as the last mountain peak blocking the road to salvation.

The people of Izumo looked up at the sky. This time, there was no longer only the empty sun. For the first time, four stars appeared in the dark abyss, so shining and yet so lonely.

"Mea Yi..."

Raiden Ryoma did not sleep, or rather, no one in the entire Izumo was sleeping tonight, all quietly waiting for the dawn or even deeper night to come.

His daughter was fighting the "God" in Takama-ga-hara, fighting for the future of Izumo. He should have felt honored at this moment, but in reality, he was only worried.

Sometimes Raiden Ryoma would regret letting Mei embark on this path of carrying Izumo on her back, but it was this path that made Mei the person she is today, making him extremely proud.

"Trust Mei."

Raiden Mitsuki clenched his hands tightly together, and although he tried to persuade Raiden Ryoma, his face turned pale with nervousness.

That night, regardless of whether or not people believed in this path to salvation, they all raised their heads and looked at the unyielding stars in the dark day.

"puff--"

Bright red blood spurted out, Mei pressed her left hand against her chest to stop the pain, and held the knife in her right hand to slash out with thunder again, but the erosion of nothingness made it difficult for her to breathe, and she would even lose consciousness briefly during the battle and forget the situation she was in.

The long battle made Mei's physical strength a little difficult to sustain. Compared with Aini and Sakura, her combat experience was obviously not as rich.

Mei only felt a ball of blazing fire burning in her chest, as if breathing had become extremely difficult.

The red spider lily bloomed at Mei's feet, helping her resist the erosion of nothingness, "Mei!" An Ming cut off the evil ghost with a knife and stood in front of Mei.

Mei's eyes trembled slightly, and she looked from the palm of her hand that was holding the handle to the tip of the knife. Cracks had already appeared on the top, and it was only a matter of time before it broke.

No one knows at what moment it will break completely.

"An Ming!"

Mei handed Ming to An Ming with a determined look in her eyes, "Don't look back, I'm not that fragile!" She couldn't be a burden to An Ming, at least not an obstacle that prevented him from saving the world.

She loves An Ming deeply and is willing to give everything for him.

Even if it's your own life!

Mei held An Ming's hand, looked at him seriously, and said softly: "You must save Izumo, just as you are saving our future."

Ming was stuffed into Anming's palm by Mei, and then pushed him away forcefully, "The Anming I know is the hero who is going to save Izumo!"

The road to saving the world is destined to be a lonely one, but Mei knows that this is the road where she can accompany Anming.

The next moment after An Ming was pushed away, the field behind him was covered by boiling darkness, and the erosion of nothingness completely descended upon Takama-ga-hara. Under the shadow, anyone's will would be deprived of nothingness.

Mei pulled out another ordinary long sword from her waist, her eyes calm and determined.

"Keep going..."

"Don't look back!"

This is the path to salvation.

This is a road to death with no turning back.