“...... All personnel agreed that Procedure 682 was executed, code, [Xuanyuan]. ”

Tao Xuanran's voice came from the earphones, and Bai Ge listened to Tao Xuanran's words while running in the direction of the city square.

"Listen, Bai Ge, fifty years ago, that one of your Excellency gave up his existence and turned into a calamity-level abyss relic, as long as he is a person who has signed a labor contract with the Abyss Relic Affairs Department, it is equivalent to signing a contract with that abyss relic, the effect of this contract is that in a short period of time, within the Zhuxia realm, when more than five signatories lose their lives, you can activate this abyss relic, you are very smart, you should be able to understand."

Hearing this, Bai Ge stopped.

Countless messages exploded in his mind.

He understood.

Why in the past fifty years, there has only been one unsuccessful natural disaster in Zhuxia, and why was the Lethe Note finally stopped.

Why, in that report, after the six-man team ended up killing five people, the incident was stopped by a blacked-out program?

Why is the standard team of the Abyssal Relic Division six, and why is the minimum number of Ombudsmen in the branch five?

Why did Darmstadt warn Bi Zhenyan not to kill the Inspector of the Abyss Relic Affairs Department at will, why did he promise that no one would dare to kill him casually, and why didn't the Gorgons directly kill Tian Hong and Fan Zhe.

Even, why the Ombudsman of the Abyssal Relic Affairs Division is incognito, not only for fear of reprisals, but also for those who try to cause a large-scale disaster, because no one knows if the Ombudsman will be accidentally injured and the operation will fail.

That's the reason for everything.

Fifty years ago, that one was promoted to the seventh order, and the blue star shone on the earth, but he did not become a god, but sacrificed himself and turned into a sharp sword to protect this land.

As long as the person who signed the contract with him is mortally wounded, it means that the land is suffering, so the sword is unsheathed and the evil is cut away.

"When people's lives are threatened, when sacrificing one's own life can save more lives, as the Ombudsman of the Abyssal Relic Affairs Division, he should die generously."

Tao Xuanran's voice was very indifferent, as if he had taught Bai Ge knowledge so many times in the past.

And that's the last lesson.

High in the distance, Jörmangande heard Tao Xuanran's words.

"Impossible."

He thought.

It is impossible for anyone to be willing to give their lives for someone else, for someone they don't know.

He knew that abyssal relic, and naturally knew that the inspector of the Abyss Relic Affairs Department could not be slaughtered casually, and Yormangund was also very aware of human nature, the activation conditions of this abyss relic were very harsh, unless there was a head that was not clear and killed a branch at a time, otherwise, as long as there was an inquisitor who was afraid of death, that thing would not be able to come.

However, facing the big snake in the sky that was almost about to devour the natural disaster, Tao Xuanran smiled.

"I swear: I volunteer to become the Inspector of the Abyss Relic Affairs Department of the Zhuxia Federation."

Accompanied by Tao Xuanran's oath, another voice sounded, it was Tian Hong and Fan Zhe.

"I swear loyalty to the motherland, to the people, to the Abyss Relic Affairs Division......"

"Even if you live incognito for a lifetime, even if you need to sacrifice your life in times of crisis......"

The voice of the promise echoed in the empty square, and it also reached the ears of Chen Chuchuan, who was still struggling to insist, hearing this oath, Chen Chuchuan only felt his heart tighten for a while.

The Gorgons were at a loss for a moment, they knew that Yormangund was at the most critical moment at the moment, but killing these Inspectors would not help the matter, the two looked at each other and flew directly into the sky, trying to escape from here, they knew very well that in less than three minutes, this place would be even more terrifying than the abyss.

"I am willing to dedicate my life to the noble cause of protecting the people, and to fulfill my vow at all costs."

This is a contract, a promise, and an oath.

"Promise me one thing, Bai Ge."

Tian Hong's voice flowed out of the earphones, and the tremor of her voice could be heard, but the shaking in the voice could not be heard.

"Please help me protect my family and tell them that I love them."

Bai Ge was already choking, he fell to his knees, unable to say a word.

"Tell Sisi that her dad is a good person."

Fan Zhe's words came, intertwined with the voice of promise.

"Bai Ge, live!"

One, two, three stars lit up.

Something that transcends time, distance, is being created.

"Take good care of love for me."

Lao Huo smiled.

Tao Xuanran's voice came last.

"Remember, Bai Ge, we choose, not because they are easy, but because they are difficult."

After he finished speaking, a picture seemed to appear in front of him, that was when he had just come into contact with the Ascended Person, the Abyss Relic Affairs Division, the man who was sitting across the table, who would become his best friend in the future and sacrificed to protect him, knocked on the table and asked softly, "Are you willing to stay incognito all your life just to protect this world?" ”

"I do."

Tao Xuan smiled with relief, picked up a sharp piece of rubble in his hand, and then, resolutely and surely, penetrated his heart.

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The Purple Mountain Observatory is in chaos.

"Messier number ENE023 emits a strong light, which is a precursor to ascension, and it is speculated that the events that are happening in Jingjiang now are led by none other than the [earthly python] Jörmangunde!"

"How long does Cheng Qing have to go, what about Shi Wutong?"

"The two of them are from different directions, and it will take at least ten minutes to reach Jingjiang."

"Ten minutes, ten minutes the daylily is cold, isn't Li Siye still in Sichuan and Shu, how long will he have to go?"

"At least twenty minutes ......"

"Fuck it, damn these bastards, dare to do something in Zhuxia......"

"Several stars were observed to move...... They, they started the 682 program! ”

At this moment, the entire observation hall of the observatory fell silent.

As the person in charge, the man in the white coat subconsciously raised his head and looked up.

Buzz –

A throbbing throb rose in everyone's heart.

Alas-

What followed was a sigh of seeming nothingness.

"Launched...... Everyone, keep an eye on the activation status of all Abyss Relics, and report any anomalies immediately! ”

The person in charge immediately ordered.

The observatory at the highest point of the observatory, in a quaintly decorated room.

Completely different from concepts such as astronomy, starry sky, and the universe, this place is like the Zhuxia Loft of the old era thousands of years ago, and everything is full of antiquity and nostalgia.

There was no one in the room, only on the table, where a rectangular black box was placed.

There was no dome directly above the box, and the starlight fell to shine on the box and its contents.

That's the sword box.

Fifty years ago, the one of Zhuxia finally sat here, turned into a long sword, and watched over Zhuxia.

One sits for fifty years.

The sword box was not closed, and among them, there was an ancient long sword, lying quietly.

Something that seems to be like a golden thread falls on the edge of the sword.

The next moment, as if awakened from a long slumber, the sword let out a dragon's roar.

Zheng –

In an instant, the long sword burst out of the box, turned into a golden streamer, and flew out of the small window above.

If there was a being who could overlook the land of Zhuxia from the sky at this time, then he would definitely be able to see a sword light flowing out of the Purple Mountain Observatory and flickering towards the Jingjiang River in the southwest direction.

A sword frost cold fourteen states.

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Far North.

Dmitry Sergeyevich, who had just been promoted to the sixth rank for a few months, had just finished a period of exercise.

It was a little later than the summer time zone, and there was still some time before it reached midnight, and Dmitry walked alone through the eroded streets, surrounded by twisted and strange monsters that seemed to be intimidated and did not dare to act rashly.

He walked haughtily until, some sensation turned his head.

Look to the east.

"It's ......"

Piercing through the cloudy clouds, Dmitry saw the sword light.

More amazing than anything, the sword light that makes people forget all the beautiful words.

This man, who had been fighting the monsters of the abyss for dozens of hours without taking a breath, had his breath stagnant for half a second when he saw the sword light.

"Oh, fool, you dare to fight Zhu Xia's idea."

He withdrew his gaze and continued walking, only occasionally looking up, trying to catch the exact star that was about to fall.

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...

Pan-Western Sea Business Community.

A beautiful figure, full of youthful meaning of a girl is out of the bath, she is wrapped in a bath towel, showing a good figure and slightly reddened skin, impressive is the bright red eyes, and silver as starlight coiled long hair.

Her name is Kluwa Shireen, or to put her name another way, the youngest genius of the Pan-Western Sea Business Community, the sixth seat of the Ascender Group [Rainbow Tower], the most eye-catching beautiful girl, [Rainbow Wings].

As soon as Koluwa stepped out of the bathroom, a strange furry creature came to her feet, rubbed her slender ankle, softened the corners of the beautiful girl's mouth, and half-crouched down to gently tease it with her white hands.

The beautiful picture did not last long, and Coluva felt a throbbing.

She came to the terrace, looked over the clear lake and the green peaks, and looked to the east.

"Unsheathed?"

Coluva tilted his head, slightly confused, then picked up his phone, crackled and pressed a string before putting it away.

Looking at the bright starry sky, the silver-haired beautiful girl was silent.

...

...

Holy Alliance somewhere.

In the middle of the wasteland.

Blood and wreckage dominate the area, and on a boulder, a woman in a nun's dress sits on her knees.

She closed her eyes and clasped her hands as if praying.

“...... I hope these creatures will be able to have their last peaceful ......"

It was only after the prayer that the woman opened her eyes, she had long golden hair, green eyes, and a bright countenance, but she was indifferent, and seemed to have lost all affection.

She jumped off the rock, collected the flesh of the dead monsters bit by bit, threw it on a tattered cart next to her, and drove back to a nearby town that had been expanded from the station.

As soon as she arrived in the town, a group of children surrounded her, hugging her, while the adults of the town greeted her as they unloaded the fresh meat from which they could no longer tell to come from.

The nun nodded in acknowledgment, as if she knew the people here.

But if someone familiar with the International Wanted Warrant came here, then he would surely recognize that this nun was the Holy Alliance's condemnation of the Great Sin, [jealous] Anna Bernays, and also recognized as the holder of miracles, [Tranquility].

She was about to go back to her room, but suddenly, a premonition made her look northeast.

In the invisible field of vision, a sword light floated by, making the originally expressionless nun a little surprised.

"Is that her?"

The nun's muttering was not heard.

...

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Jingjiang, a hospital.

Doctors and nurses in the hospital were in a hurry, and what was happening in the Jingjiang city was terrifying, and they evacuated the patients, trying to take them out of the hospital and flee to the outskirts of the city.

Zhu Shuangjiang stood in front of the window, holding the windowsill with his left hand, looking in the direction of the city center.

There, huge phantoms are entangled, and it is desperate.

Suddenly, Bamboo Frost had a premonition.

A premonition that I seem to lose something.

She stared there, only to see a golden light burst through the sky and flow into the shadows.

The light was shining, dazzling, warm and peaceful.

"White Song ......"

The girl murmured in a low voice, praying wordlessly for someone.

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...

Accompanied by the sword light that pierced through the clouds, the fierce battle of the great snake and the four broken knights in the sky above the Jingjiang River seemed to freeze.

No, it's not that their speed has slowed down, it's that the sword light is too fast.

The golden light was like a meteor, instantly piercing the bodies of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

The four knights, who had brought death and pestilence, war and famine, were in a dim form and almost dissipated.

The natural disaster that was almost devoured by the [Earthly Python] was powerless to resist the invasion of this sword light at this time.

Jorman Gunde's mind swayed, on the one hand, now is the best way to directly contain the historical fragments of the Apocalypse and advance to the seventh order, on the other hand, the sword is already close at hand, if he doesn't run now, I'm afraid he won't have a chance to get out of Jingjiang alive at all.

His companions, the two [Gorgons] have long since left, and may meet the ascended ones who have rushed to the rescue, and Jorman Gunder quickly had an answer.

He wants to accommodate natural disasters and be promoted to the seventh rank!

Once promoted to the seventh rank and become the [Limit of the Gods], then Jörmangander may be able to fight the golden sword, or at least have the possibility of temporarily suppressing its power and waiting for an opportunity to escape.

After deciding on it, the giant python bit down on the broken body of the four knights, sucking the last bit of fragment into its mouth.

Buzz –

A qualitative change took place in Jörmangunde's body.

All his scales stood up, and their color changed, from blue-black to crimson, then to azure, orange-yellow, verdant, gray-white, and countless black mist, venom, and plague poured out of the cracks in the scales, as if to devour all life around them.

The golden sword turned into light and struck Jörmangund.

Zheng –

The sound of metal clashing was tooth-aching, and the sword light that amazed time failed to break through the scales of Jörmangunde for a while.

Its attack was grafted to other places by the reincarnated Ouroboros, and it seems that because of the people who are still alive in the city square, the sword light has not been able to release its power with all its might!

The serpent was shrinking, differentiating, turning from one to four, and the fourfold existence was tearing apart the spirit of Jörmangangd, but in the same way, because of the great catastrophe that had just been created, the death and pain that Jörmangand contained were also split into four, relieving the oppression.

He seemed to be going to succeed.

At this time, the black fog in the city square had already dissipated, leaving only the remnants of the people who were eroded by the rainbow of the abyss, struggling and wailing, Chen Chuchuan looked at this scene, his heart was like a boulder hanging up, and he couldn't land for a long time.

Chen Chuchuan, who witnessed the great sacrifice just now, was touched in the softest part of his heart.

He knew that while he was hoping that despair would grant them a brief dawn, someone was going to keep every sun for them.

No one knows the names of these people, and no one knows their deeds.

In the shadows, the nameless carry everything.

Suddenly, Chen Chuchuan saw a teenager.

It was a boy beside Bamboo Frost, a boy called Bai Ge.

Bai Ge took two steps forward, his eyes widening, trying to use his ability to see the weakest flaw in Jörmangund.

But it was not easy to look directly at the gods, Bai Ge only felt that there was a bright light in front of him, and his eyes were filled with bloody tears, which mixed with real tears and left them from his face.

But Bai Ge didn't look away.

Finally, when the brilliance of the god, which stinged his eyes like the sun, almost blinded Bai Ge, Bai Ge saw it.

I saw that everything exists, where the flaws are.

Saw Yormangund, the only weakness of the [Earthly Monty Python].

"I saw it!"

Bai Ge roared, and in mid-air, the golden long sword, which couldn't find a place to release its power, seemed to hear Bai Ge's call.

Zheng –

In the next moment, the long sword had already come to Bai Ge's hand.

There was no scorching heat and sharpness as expected, the long sword in Bai Ge's palm was as warm as jade, with the warmth of civilization fire.

"Boy, the smell on your body is familiar, and it reminds me of some disrespectful woman."

In Bai Ge's heart, an old but eclectic voice sounded.

"Heh, good ability, borrow the old man."

As soon as the words fell, before Bai Ge could ask more, his own body moved on his own.

He only felt that there was infinite power from the long sword, that was the beginning of civilization, the ancestors overcame thorns and thorns, in the wilderness to open up a country, that is in the troubled times, the suffering people rose up to resist, overthrow the tyranny, that is in the ancient land, full of hope people look up at the starry sky, down-to-earth, towards the sea of stars.

Around Bai Ge, the mountains and rivers, history, nation, society, homeland, all the pictures are displayed, condensed on the long sword.

This is a sword that represents the final victory of civilization over barbarism.

What about devouring the gods?

What about bringing twilight?

If the gods wither, then with the power of mortals, rise forward.

If dusk is approaching, then bring the dawn with the lights of civilization.

Zheng –

With a sharp edge, the golden sword made a dazzling and complex trajectory, and then went straight towards the most vulnerable position of Jormangunde.

The grafting of fate, the eternal calamity of reincarnation, the illusion of deception, all resistance is dispelled by the golden glow of the sun.

The fear of death, the despair of war, the torment of famine, the ravages of pestilence, all the darkness was lost in the sun.

In this silent eternal night, a sun rises over Jingjiang City Square.

Jormangunde's unfixed form suddenly froze.

I saw that his eyebrows were a little, the light leaked out, and the entangled serpent and the phantom of the four knights also appeared countless cracks.

Jormangund looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief, the boy with the sword.

He couldn't believe that a guy who had only been an upgrader for less than half a year would become the biggest obstacle in his ascension chain.

He worked hard for decades, cautious every step, calculating, and was ruined by a thief.

Without giving Jormangunde any time to remember, in an instant, a thousand long swords of light dispelled the clouds, fell from the sky, and stuck in the shadow of the giant serpent.

In the starry sky leaking out of the clouds, a crimson star suddenly burst out with dazzling light, flickered twice, and finally fell.

As for the golden long sword, it swept it lightly, and the evil in Jingjiang City was gone.

"The old man has a hunch that we will meet again in other forms, and I hope that at that time, there will be no more sacrifices...... Hehe, after all, it's that woman's child, and the old man already remembers you. ”

The old but eclectic voice sounded in Bai Ge's heart, and immediately, the sword light flew away and disappeared in the northeast direction.

When Bai Ge came back to his senses, his feet were already standing on the ground.

He looked at his hands in a daze, and then he realized what had just happened.

Some great grief filled Bai Ge's heart, causing him to fall to his knees and let out a short whimper.

A burst of coldness fell on his neck, and Bai Ge didn't notice that the goose feather snow that Jingjiang had been missing for many years was falling, covering the city, covering the scars, and also covering the figure of Bai Ge's familiar person falling to the ground.

In the hypocritical and bright starry sky, five meteors streaked across the sky, silently.

Bai Ge's spirit was exhausted to the limit, he clutched the crimson ruby in his palm, lost consciousness, and collapsed in the snow.

It was at this time.

Knock –

Knock –

Knock –

The bell that represents the arrival of the new year rings from the broken bell of the city square, echoing through the empty city.

The old year passes, and the new arrives.

This silent city, in the hopeful New Year's bells, as always.

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