Chapter Seventy-Seven: Killing the Gods
Ramasu's body shone with a cold glow, and the wings behind him fluttered, all stretched, and then expanded and extended, shining with dazzling light.
The surrounding snowflakes swirled up with her breath, forming a wild roaring dragon that flew around the city.
The unruly wind of extreme cold blew on everyone's body, condensing into white frost flowers.
The cold air of the tarsal bones slowly eroded everyone present, and the shattered ice continued to crack and grow, and even the Lagash, who were accustomed to fighting in the cold, froze and stiffened.
Qi Xiao in the sky, holding the Chixiao Sword in his hand, let the erosion of the wind sword and frost sword, stand still.
The dazzling light had already receded, and at this time, the Chixiao Ancient Sword in his hand had turned into a beam of light several feet long.
The beam of light was so dazzling that the haze that had been building up over the city for a long time dissipated!
The light scattered through the large hole in the center of the dark clouds, hitting Qi Xiao's body, blooming with ten thousand rays of light. Gatumdogh suddenly felt the urge to worship the true God.
The huge sword body condensed by fire and white flames burned with Qi Xiao's body, as if the Doomsday Judgment was coming.
His movements were very slow, his gestures were faintly wind and thunder, and his luck rose and fell with one breath and one inhale.
"Swordsmanship......" Ian muttered to himself, "It's finally there." β
Lamasu stared at the massive beam of light, her heart filled with hatred and fear, and she gathered the magic power of her body, harnessing the furious magic to spin wildly up and down her body.
The force seemed to tear the whole world apart, and she had a premonition that she would soon be unable to hold on......
The fierce battle soon began, and thousands of sights and everything in the world seemed to suddenly rise into the air, and a violent arcane torrent rushed out, and every sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, deafening.
The sky was bright and dazzling, shining with the sparkle of a city that had never been seen before.
Everyone present watched in amazement at this epic battle, the power from ancient times violently impacting their bodies, the violent colors endlessly impacting their senses, and the thousands of strange colors made them dizzy and their eyes difficult to open......
Nyingmar closed her eyes and sat on the ground in pain.
Ramasu, who has the bloodline of the Goddess of Radiance, and Qi Xiao, the strongest swordsman in the other world, are right in front of her.
The surging power stirred wildly, like the roar of the boundless sea, and the light of Dao magic flashed by, striking the earth, the grassland, and her heart.
In the past, she thought she was a good blade dancer, a good swordsman. At this time, she realized how far away she and her goddess were from those people......
The battle stopped after a quarter of an hour, and the two men separated.
Ramassou's face twisted and trembled, and she suddenly raised her head to the sky and howled, expressing her pain and depression.
Her body was still beautiful and white, sparkling with diamonds, but it was much dimmer compared to before, and even the beautiful frost wings had become tattered.
He had exhausted all his skills, trying his best to resist Qi Xiao's mysterious tricks, but Qi Xiao still roamed freely in the void of her magic, as if he was strolling leisurely.
Ramassu was unusually angry, she wielded a scythe made of pure frost, smashing one building after another that she had seen built, but Qi Xiao in front of her was too dexterous, and his dexterity was maddening.
He dodged around like a monkey, and the dense web of magic could not catch him at all.
And in addition to dexterity, what kind of hole cards does he contain?
Ramasu didn't dare to think any further, and the pain tore at her body, even if it was the blessing of Negar, the god of death, it had already come to an end.
Qi Xiao raised his long sword and pressed it against Ramasu's throat: "Surrender, Ramasu, maybe we can talk." β
Ramasu raised her head and looked at the young and immature face, and the anger in her heart suddenly drowned out all her calmness: "Don't think! β
Her body gradually condensed a layer of milky white opaque ice, and suddenly flapped her wings and flew into the air, and the cold air currents danced wildly, light and white, forming a delicate and elegant Qiongshu silver flower on the earth.
Qi Xiao also flew into the air, and the two fought again in the high air.
Beautiful and bright snowflakes, shining like smoke and mist, like blooming flowers, fluttering in the air.
Everyone looked up, watching the cold snap sweeping across the earth from time to time, watching the wind, frost, and swords intertwining and hovering in the sky.
The beam giant sword in Qi Xiao's hand shone like the sun, embellishing this wonder even more magnificently.
Suddenly, there was a "poof", as if a little blue dye had been sprinkled on a piece of white paper, and a large area of blue blood gushed out. As the snow falls on the ground.
A terrible wail rang from the sky, piercing through the sky, and Ramasu's wings were severed.
Her body fell to the ground like a meteorite, and with a pop, she could no longer move.
Qi Xiao slowly fell to the ground, collected the sword light, and looked back at Ninggula: "She handed it over to you to deal with?" β
Before Ninggula could react, Ian's voice sounded eagerly in his ears: "Qi Xiao, you are too naΓ―ve, it is a scourge for her to keep!" β
Qi Xiao's lips did not move, and he replied with the secret method of thousands of miles of sound transmission: "However, the people of Lagash still have feelings for her......"
"It is precisely because of feelings that she cannot be kept, think about those terrorists in Africa, the Middle East, think about those dictators and tyrants who came back in the last century, isn't the lesson of the Americans enough? If she regained her grip on Lagash, how much trouble would it cause us? Ian objected with a fierce voice he had never seen before, almost a little angry.
"This ......" Qi Xiao looked at Ramasu who was dying on the ground, and hesitated a little embarrassed.
Ningura struggled to hold on to a staff and took a few steps forward, she looked at Qi Xiao and then at Ian, apparently she had heard the secret conversation between the two.
"Qi Xiao...... You don't understand......" Ninggula approached Qi Xiao, squirming her lips with difficulty.
"What?" As soon as Qi Xiao turned his head to look at Ninggula, he noticed a sound behind him.
"You don't understand, you can only defeat her, but you can't ...... after all," Ninguraa explained with some embarrassment.
"You don't understand, gods can't be killed by mortals......" Ramasu's voice suddenly sounded, her hoarse voice, as if from the underworld, low and full of resentment.
She put her hands on the ground, struggling to get up on the ground, she was originally bright and elegant, but at this time she was unkempt, her face was covered with dust and snow, she looked at Qi Xiao with a vicious gaze: "On this land, even if you break my hands and pull out my wings, but I ...... Still gods! β
"Everything you do is in vain and meaningless."
"I hold the cold of this world in my hands, and now, mortal, you too will taste my endless pain!" Ramasou's hideous face was full of madness, and she contorted and shouted the words, then grasped the ground with both hands, and her ten fingers scratched the claw marks on the hard ground.
"The cold of the earth will swallow you, and no one can escape from the hands of the gods!"
Her figure became illusory, causing ominous ripples.
Qi Xiao looked at Ramasu who was tearing and scratching on the ground, drawing a messy pattern, and frowned suspiciously: "What is she doing?" Is she crazy? β
She ...... No...... She's summoning the power of the Frost Heart, and if he does so, the entire city will be frozen in eternal ice. Ningura's eyes changed color, and she grasped the staff in her hand weakly and in horror.
"Die, boy. An endless abyss of ice awaits you. Ramasu was busy and raised his eyes to glance at Qi Xiao. At this time, Ramasu was no longer the god who was high up and worshipped, her delicate face was pale and terrifying, her face was distorted, and only a pair of black eyes sparkled.
"A god can't be killed by mortals, that is, can't she be killed without a godhead?" Qi Xiao turned his head again and asked, "Only a god can kill a god?" β
"Yes......" Ninggula nodded bitterly, "Although she betrayed the teachings of the Goddess of Radiance, she is the true inheritor of the Goddess of Frost." β
"I see." Qi Xiao looked at the frightened Lagash and turned his head silently.
He looked at Ramasus, who bowed his head and smeared with messy runes, and said calmly: "I regret your obsession, although you hate peace, but it is good to be happy that you will become the founder of peace." β
He aimed his sword in the direction of Ramasu and raised his sword as if he were going to be executed on a condemned prisoner.
"Idiot, don't you understand that you can't kill me at all......" Ramasu sneered disdainfully, despite being covered in scars.
"I think I'll give it a try." Qi Xiao replied: "I'm still quite confident in myself. β
Before he could finish his sentence, Qi Xiaoping's long sword once again erupted with the brilliance of flames, and in the darkness, the blazing fire shot out like a long arrow.
The fire danced in frost, the candles flickered, and the scorching waves of air broke through the icy barrier of Ramasu, and seemed to set the entire city on fire, and the roaring fire flashed through Ramasu's body like a gallop of lightning, and disappeared in a flash.
The hustle and bustle stopped, the scorching air became cold again, and everything was quiet......
The bewildered warriors were released from the frost's confinement, and they stood up blankly, looking in the direction of the battlefield.
In the middle of the battlefield, a large hole was pierced in Ramasou's chest, and her body burned quietly.
"Mortals, what's ...... Possible. Ramasu opened his eyes, muttered, and died.
A cold pillar of light rose from her corpse and connected to the endless sky, and an illusory and ethereal human form slowly soared up until finally, turning into starlight and floating across the boundless sky.
"Ramasu's nightmare is over, it is the spirit of the Frost Goddess, she will be reincarnated again, and at that time, I will be mortal again." Ninggula walked to Qi Xiao's side, looked up at the starry sky and said.
"Qi Xiao, you have completed a great mission that we cannot accomplish and ensure the continued survival of our city, and I and my people will only look forward to you."
The surviving inhabitants and blade dancers gathered around, and Ningura led her people to bow down to Qi Xiao.