Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 481: The Final Song of a Planet

A dazzling light lit up at the junction of the earth and the clouds. The lightning was as dazzling as the rising sun, but it carried endless anger.

The outline of the Zhao Dao slowly emerged amid the thunder, with lightning wrapped around the blade as if it were the lord of all thunder. The thunders were like thunder dragons venting their anger, winding and wandering around the tip of the blade, making a deafening roar.

The third of the Zhao Swords, [Ming], is the most violent blade among the twelve Zhao Swords. The holder must endure the murderous intent and pain, and release the wrath of thunder to all enemies.

There was a strong killing intent in Raiden Mei's eyes. Under her control, Ming passed through the layers of dark clouds, like a thunderbolt that lit up the darkness and split the sky——

With just this one blow, the giant snake's huge body was nailed to the ground. The terrifying impact force created another cesspool. Strong thunder fell like raindrops, and for a moment the night was dotted into day.

The blood and tears on Mei's cheeks gradually turned into a clear mark. With anger, she cut off the remaining six heads with a knife. The smelly blood filled the sinkhole like a lake.

When the lightning gradually died down, Mei fell weakly from the sky. Only then could she see clearly that An Ming was standing behind Raiden Ryoma. The pure white light that symbolized life actually brought the nearly dead person back to the world from the underworld.

"He only slashed halfway. If you had come a little later, you wouldn't have been able to save his life."

After An Ming finished speaking, he looked at Lei Dian Lingyi, who was still kneeling on one knee, and silently paid tribute to him. This land has never lacked cowards, nor has it lacked heroes.

Mei held Ming tightly, and at the same time she felt the life slipping away from her body. As a mortal, every strike she made would come at a heavy price.

"An Ming..."

Mei bit her lower lip and murmured, "What kind of pain are you carrying?" The moment she held the imperial sword, she truly understood how difficult the road called salvation was.

An Ming put away the bamboo sword and gently wiped the blood off Mei's cheek, "Rest early, the Raiden family will depend on you in the future."

[At the age of sixteen, you are still running around the various fortresses in Izumo as Huang Quan, and the evil beasts from Takama-ga-hara are becoming more and more powerful, as if they have sensed the arrival of a certain node]

[Ryoichi Raiden died heroically in the Yamata no Orochi's surprise attack a year ago, and Ryoma Raiden was also seriously injured and has been in a coma ever since. Mei Raiden took over the duties of the head of the Raiden family and became the new head of the family]

[Now, there are only three remaining imperial swords in Izumo]

Zhaodao Palace.

"Your memory has been restored?"

"Seventy to eighty percent."

An Ming looked at Aini who was still resting with her eyes closed on the throne, while Yuan Yuesheng who was sitting next to her seemed particularly silent. She sighed softly.

This war will deplete Izumo's resources. By then, even if Takama-ga-hara stops attacking, Izumo will fall into self-destruction.

"What about it?"

Ying only recently learned that An Ming had recovered all his memories. Perhaps that was the key to saving the world.

Mei seemed particularly silent. Ever since she became the head of the Raiden family, the smile on her face almost disappeared, replaced by heavy pressure.

"Twelve swords of salvation were forged in Takamagahara."

An Ming's first sentence made Yuan Yuesheng fall into long thought, and the meaning behind it was extremely simple.

The imperial sword cannot save Izumo.

"When all the imperial swords were broken, the resources of the entire planet were used up to forge the final sword - [Nothing]."

"When the forging is successful, I will be the only human left in Takamagahara."

"No...to be precise, it's the last knife."

An Ming calmly recounted the memories he had recovered over the years. When the fragments of the imperial sword merged into his body, those dusty memories of the past also emerged.

Takama-ga-hara is another Izumo, who made almost all efforts in the face of Daiichi, but only realized at the end that it was nothing but a lie called nothingness.

When the final [nothingness] is forged, there is no point in using it anymore.

The people who needed saving, the things that needed saving, even the entire planet, were long gone.

What's the point of the knife in my hand?

But it is just nothingness.

"Is it just walking the path that Takamagahara has walked before..." Yuan Yuesheng smiled with relief, "It's really empty."

There are all kinds of living beings under the sun. No matter what actions they take, the sun will exist forever and will not disappear according to anyone's will.

This in itself is a kind of helpless nothingness.

"Is there really no possibility at all?" Mei clenched her palms, raised her head and looked at Aini and Sakura, her eyes full of unwillingness.

I am unwilling to let it end like this. I am unwilling to do nothing and watch my homeland destroyed.

"I have a sword."

Ying spoke slowly, without looking at Aini, and continued: "She has another knife."

Mei blinked, not understanding what Sakura meant.

"I have at most one year left to live."

Yuan Yuesheng accepted his own fate, looked at An Ming and said: "I leave [the sky] to you." Even if he would eventually fall into the unchanged nothingness, he would at least make a cut.

Otherwise it would be too much of a loss, Yuan Yuesheng doesn't like that.

"it is good."

An Ming accepted Yuan Yuesheng's entrustment. From this moment on, as long as he collected the remaining imperial swords, he would be able to forge the final one once again - [Nothing].

It was the final song of a planet, and also the flame and courage of all mankind.

It was not until the meeting was over and everyone had left that Ying stood up and looked at Aini, who still had her eyes closed. "When will you strike out with your imperial sword that has been accumulating power for ten Amber Ages?"

"Don't worry, it will come out earlier than your sword."

Annie touched the stone on the edge. She knew when she first went to Takama-ga-hara that no matter how many times she slashed, it would be meaningless.

But she did not fall into nothingness. Instead, she hid herself under the Zhaodao Palace and chose to save the last sword for the future.

That's it now.

It was an imperial sword that had accumulated energy for ten Amber Ages, and it was also the last sword that Aini would use to save the world.

Just like Sakura never used Chizakura in Izumo, Aini never really used [True] once.

"Aren't you scared?"

"Are you afraid that Izumo will follow Takamagahara's path?" Annie smiled. "Don't you believe in him too?"

"I believe that Izumo's ending will not be nothing."

Sakura's eyes were determined. As long as An Ming hadn't given up, Izumo's ending would never be nothing!