Chapter 142: Great Life

We are the Light Clan's combat power is not weak, on the contrary, they are very strong.

At least the newborn Lord may be dragged down and defeated in the face of them, like the hapless Lord of Hate, Enslavement, and Ravage, Knosaceus.

But at the moment, the family is not complete, and Karen Trir and Uodinger have fallen.

And they must also fight against the hateful scream of hatred that has been transformed by the dominant weapon of "Knoshaus", which has swept through a vast area of infinite mystery, and if it were not for the family's resistance, the terrible scream would have covered countless cosmic dimensions, and countless beings would have died because of it.

In such a situation, if the Primordial Mother and the Lord of Darkness were to join in, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"This is the ending arranged by the of fate?"

"No matter who strikes, the family will not be able to fight it, and it will even lead to an even more terrible disaster. ”

"All members of the family have fallen, the screams of hatred have not been extinguished, and the infinite mysteries will die an incalculable number of lives. ”

"This is the end of the world, the end of the world. ”

Tang Qi's mind could no longer remain calm, he wanted to do something, but he couldn't.

He soon heard a "snort" sound, the brand on the back of his hand burning, the bitch's warning.

He arranged everything, and naturally anticipated Tang Qi's existence.

In the same way, the rest of the powerful forces such as the "Mother of Light", "Mother of Life", and "Earth Camp" that may intervene in the disaster may also be calculated by fate and cannot really interfere in this war.

Tang Qi subconsciously began to think, is there a way to avoid the fate?

But the ideas that arose in a hurry were not feasible, and they could not save the family, nor could they save the unknown number of cosmic dimensions.

At this moment, after the bitch's voice fell, the Mother of Primordial and the Lord of Darkness responded.

It's not the beginning.

Rather, it was the "Lord of Darkness" hidden in the womb of Herus, who did not issue an oracle to the gods of heaven and thunder, although he had already taken charge of the "spear of thunder" and killed his mother Ispatrani in the name of his father Cesaro, and was in some ways the new lord of the gods.

However, several brothers and sisters within the god system who had the right to inherit orthodoxy did not immediately surrender.

The army he led was still the same bloodline brother he brought, the murderous, bloodthirsty man who was still eating at Ispatrani's body.

Each of them is a brutal and powerful deity, and they have all been "fed" and become more and more terrible.

They felt the oracle of Herus, and together they lifted their blood-stained heads, which were leaning over the inside of their mother's body, and looked at the "Land of Light" that was fused to the extreme, with a pair of eyes that were terrifying and crazy to the extreme.

"Boom!"

unimaginable malice, flooded out.

"It's too late, it's too late. ”

Tang Qi was in no mood to rein in the few artifacts in front of him at this moment, his heart trembled, and chaotic thoughts kept rising, but there was nothing he could do.

Tang Qi looked into the realm of light, and the picture reflected in his eyes was: the creatures in the billions of cosmic dimensions that were polluted by the screams of hatred began to revive under the illumination of the light, but the screams continued, and the endless terrifying ripples never stopped.

What appears to be a better picture will worsen in the foreseeable seconds.

A horde of vicious gods will trample on the gnawed bones of their mothers and rush towards the "We Are the Light" family.

They will follow the fate of extinguishing the light.

"As you wish, fate is not ......"

On the Golden Throne, Herus, who held the ancient thunder, was suddenly interrupted by another voice.

All the gods, including Tang Qi, who was far away in the library, turned their heads.

They looked at the Land of Light, and they saw a strange old man who seemed to be forever innocent.

Toom!

The god of creation and destiny beloved by countless children in the infinite mystery, we are the oldest members of the Light family.

He does not have the majesty of divinity that most souls possess.

His body, which shelters so much of the universe, radiates an infinite amount of brilliance that frees those tainted by hatred.

He felt the malice and seemed to know his end.

He still had a big smile on his face, and he didn't look at the source of his malice, or even look at Lady Fate.

He just looked at the other members and smiled:

"The meeting is over, and the time to part has come, my family. ”

As the words fell, the rest of the lights and shadows that sheltered the billions of cosmic dimensions looked over, and each of them had a quiet and bright smile on their faces.

They looked at each other, smiled and held hands, starting from Toum, and turned into "light" very completely, as if to shine on the whole infinite mystical light.

Then there is Oneprola, who is in charge of dreams and hearts, Persephone in terms of death and love, Venadelle, brave and wise, Maya, and Ivita, who is in charge of souls and paths.

At this moment, they all turned into a light that shrouded the infinite mystery.

"We are the light. ”

"We will never die. ”

All souls seemed to hear this, and they all fell silent at this moment.

They will be silent to see off the most special family in the infinite mystery.

The light will be there and it will be extinguished.

Even the light that all members of the family have turned into themselves will eventually be extinguished.

They are disappearing completely, all the gods can perceive them, and the list of all spirits is erasing the brilliant names one after another.

Compared to the gods who bring terrible movements when they fall, and leave a huge legacy, we are the Light Family who seem to have nothing left, and their fall seems to be a kind of all-round erasure, like the light extinguished in the darkness, what can be left but dead silence and nothingness?

"The light will eventually go out, and the darkness will be eternal. ”

On the throne, Herus, who held the thunder, suddenly spat out a discordant voice.

The light that was being extinguished seemed to be extinguished more quickly because of His words.

Gradually, darkness began to sweep over the cosmic dimensions that had been sheltered by light.

However, at this moment, the darkness is not terrible for those creatures.

The real "great terror" is still the dominant-level weapon that has not stopped, has not been completely eliminated, the endless terrifying ripples.

These poor civilizations, races, and souls of all living beings, the sound of madness sounded again.

"I hate!"

"I hate you, I hate us, I hate everything, I hate the world...... I will not stop hating until it is destroyed, until the light is extinguished......"

The light has been extinguished, but the hatred has not stopped.

The endless scream, reeling from scratch.

The catastrophe, the unimaginable catastrophe of the world, was completely uncontained, and began to destroy all life affected even more frantically.

No matter how powerful the civilization is, how prosperous the planet, how intelligent the race, and how vast the starry sky in each universe...... There was no point in the face of that hatred, and they began to scream, to hate themselves, their loved ones, and all life, and to kill each other.

The spirits above the boundless mystery all looked at all this with complicated eyes.

They were not willing to intervene, at least not a single god would come down to bear the burden of hatred for the poor creatures before the scream spread out of the polluted universe and began to involve their faithful.

"We are the Light Family, extinguished, and they have failed. ”

"It's fate, it's predestined. ”

"Knosaus, in the end, still won over the family, at the cost of everything he had. ”

"He will stop screaming until the universe that we are sheltered by the Light Family is destroyed. ”

......

In the library, Tang Qi's face was extremely ugly, he saw the fall of all the members of the family, saw the apocalyptic disaster sweeping those universes again, and heard the voices of the gods.

His impulsiveness at the moment is almost uncontrollable, and he is doing everything he can to avoid the restrictions of "Fate".

He obviously couldn't save all of the universe, but he still wanted to do something, at least ...... At least save some.

Just as the thoughts in Tang Qi's mind were about to explode, he suddenly felt something.

Tang Qi raised his head suddenly, looking at the place where all the members of the family had fallen, at the place where darkness had been shrouded again.

The next moment, Tang Qi was stunned.

Don Qi sees a planet in the darkness where people are being tortured, they are hating all, they are going to destruction.

But suddenly, a figure stopped.

He dragged his scarred body, struggled to get up, he looked at the relatives around him with sad and pitying eyes, he moved, he stretched out his hands and held them in front of him.

"Whew"

Light, appeared.

The faint "light" like a candle flame and a jumping flame appeared in his hand.

He held the light in his hand and walked towards the darkness, towards the terrible ripples that were surging in front of him, towards the scream of infinite hatred.

But soon, he fell, and the light burned himself.

Darkness and screaming, only stopped for a moment, surged again.

"Whew"

But soon, another light appeared, and just behind the fallen figure, another man came to his senses, and he got up, holding the new "light" in both hands.

Soon he also fell, but before that, behind him, a new figure rose.

In the darkness, figures began to rise, all holding the light.

No, they were originally "light".

They held each other's hands, they held each other's hands, and they began to walk actively into the darkness, towards the endless, inexhaustible scream of hatred that brought disaster, death, and terror.

They were all burning themselves, but they were all ordinary beings, and soon they died in a scream.

But before they fall, there is always a new figure behind them.

The "light", which seems to be incomparably faint and ready to be extinguished at any time, has always existed and has never been extinguished.

The same picture appears in every universe.

Tang Qi was stunned, his eyes suddenly felt a kind of sourness, and an indescribable throbbing swept through his heart.

Tang Qi did not contain himself, the crown of the monarch appeared on the back of his hand, completely ignoring the burning pain, forcing the head of the Fate with its infinite black antlers to hang down to listen to the voice that gradually sounded in the infinite mysteries and shook all souls.

"We are...... Light!"

"We will never die!"

PS: This chapter is dedicated to the great heroes, the greatest people of this land.