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Chapter 286: The Light of the Other Shore

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Bai Shuo's right hand had turned pitch black with the influx of black mud, and the ** that had reached the limit had begun to collapse irreversibly.

A golden streamer flashed in the darkness, like the last moment of light before the flames were extinguished.

A gold-level rune shattered and merged into the enchantment.

Without any pity, he crushed a gold-level rune, and Bai Shuo did not have any pity or hesitation. Until now, any item has become a one-time consumable, and it has been integrated into the enchantment and turned into a new power.

Runes born from the filth: Calamity, shattered!

The rune that represents endless greed: Hungry Ghost, Shattered!

Obtained from the crow's hand, it represents the resentful malice that treats the world as hell: Yellow Spring, broken!

Twisted Viciousness: Wrathful Wildness, Shattered!

Berserker's Last Wrath: Vengeful Spirit, Shattered!

Caster's heart is twisted**: Filthy seed, shattered!

……

The last ray of light was sucked into Bai Shuo's body, and since entering the main god space, all the runes have been absorbed and contained, filling the enchantment and turning into new power.

Dozens of disorderly forces weave through the barrier in turmoil, searching for their bearings.

Under the stimulation of transformation, the forms contained in the six realms of the wheel are constantly changing.

The path of the earth, the path of hell, the path of animals, the path of hungry ghosts, the path of asuras...... Even the heavenly beings, which seem to be forever untouchable, flash and superimpose in an instant, swallowing the power that suits them and evolving into a new form.

The speed of the whirlpool became faster and faster, and the endless air currents and streams of fire turned into spirals, stirring up the entire black mire.

Sitting in the center of the whirlpool, Bai Shuo showed a surprised expression, and he felt that the enchantment behind him seemed to have undergone a new transformation.

With a smile that looked down on life and death, he looked up at the endless black silt, and suddenly wanted to look at the starry sky outside.

Is the starry sky brilliant at this moment? The stars twinkle, the nebulae flow, and the grandeur of beauty is enough to fascinate people, and they are willing to devote themselves to it forever, and they are willing to become one of them.

Thinking so curiously, his fingertips suddenly shattered.

This is followed by phalanges, wrists, arms, shoulders, ......

In the midst of intense pain, he gently closed his eyes, this was his limit.

Even Avalon's unstoppable collapse began to come, and the shattered body melted into endless malice, and in the end, I am afraid that my soul will be swallowed by the Holy Grail, right?

If Chen Jingmo knew that he wanted to clean up all the evil at this time, just to revive her, would he be happy? Joy or sorrow? He didn't know.

His life went from light to darkness, from darkness to light, and now it ends in darkness.

What an interesting loop......

The last thought was cut off, Bai Shuo closed his eyes, there was still darkness in front of him, he gathered his last thoughts, and used all the strength in his soul to push the giant wheel behind him that had begun to slow down.

Just like a giant pushing the wheel of fate, Bai Shuo's ** quickly dissipated, and a faintly glowing figure appeared in the depths of endless malice and darkness.

As if sensing something, the infinite starlight seemed to writhele. Then a black piece of iron streaked through the night sky and fell downward. Shiny like burning mercury.

It's like not being in half of this world, not attracting anyone's attention, not stirring even the slightest rumor.

And in the darkest sludge stretched out, the ghostly figure held the wheel that began to stagnate with both hands, and in the silence, the electric light of the soul power and the last soul wavelength rushed into the enchantment that no longer circulated, and the pure light of the unsullied light once again lit up in the darkness.

Bai Shuo stretched out his hand to touch the hazy light: "The last light, ......"

Even when he was about to die, the huge wheel still stubbornly refused to stop, and the final vortex was lifted under the rotation of the barrier, like a black hole extracting the malice in the polluted magic.

The endless malice does not seem to be abating at all, and Bai Shuo is like a fool who is stubborn to death and will not let go for the sake of just one ethereal 'possibility', as if he is the enemy of the whole world.

Even if it is almost completely polluted, it is unwilling to let go.

Floating in the black mud, he looked at the cracks in his soul, as if he didn't realize that death was coming, and his mind was wandering aimlessly, squandering his last moments.

"It's an embarrassing scene to be at the front when you want to save people, but you die at the front...... However, since he is about to die, what should he do at this time? ”

In the illusion of malicious erosion, his eyes were chaotic lights, and he could vaguely see Chen Jingmo in his memory stretching out his fingers, lifting the corners of his mouth, and then chuckling:

"Just smile......"

He smiled in the deepest darkness and endless malice, turning into shattered phosphorescence.

The glass-colored flames that fell from the sky stretched downward, as if locking his last position, and fell straight with the heat that seemed to be the first birth of the world.

Without warning, the falling flame suddenly hovered in the air, without the slightest trembling, as if wondering what was happening below, but did not jump into the black mud as planned.

In the depths of endless malice, a faint whisper appeared in the shattered soul light.

A pure, colorless rune flashed from the shattered soul, refracting a crystal clear light.

In the light, vague visions appeared.

It was as if someone was standing on the other side of the Yellow Spring, clasping his hands together, singing compassionately and firmly, and beside him there were countless restless souls forming a stream of people, quietly listening to his chanting, and taking the bowl of soup from the old woman's hand.

Underneath him, the scarlet Manju Sawa bloomed finely, filling the entire other shore in the chanting.

It is like responding to Bai Shuo's eulogy: "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha; All sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi ......"

After chanting the scriptures, the white-clothed monk raised his head, his gaze penetrated the layers of the world, reaching the deepest part of the black mud, and his fingers as white as jade tapped in the air in the bloody wind of hell.

As a result, the last remnant of Bai Shuo's soul, the rune that had been with him since he entered the main god space, shattered silently.

A water-colored spring of light gushes out, rippling unstained in the black mud. Then, as if going back in time, pieces of scattered soul flashes converged from all directions, re-dissolved into vague figures, and finally merged into the depths of the Wheel Enchantment.

In the deepest depths of the black mud, the barrier silently turns into chaos, giving birth to new life.

……

Beyond the black mud, the flaming piece of iron hovering in the air suddenly rose and flew back to its original place, falling into the palm of an illusory hand.

Above the sky, a vague figure in the circulating starlight sighed: "I was scared to death, I almost died......

"Is this the kind of development? I didn't even realize that there was any such potential...... Resurrected on the spot? I remember that you didn't believe that Brother Chun came......" he frowned and sighed: "Forget it, I won't interfere this time, causing future changes, I'm afraid there is a world line about to appear......"

"I didn't expect to witness its birth again at this moment, what a blessing......"

He stroked the missing corner of the armrest under his hand, as if it had been broken off a piece of the throne, and suddenly laughed, nodded with satisfaction, and said to himself: "It's good to be alive anyway, it's my job to maintain the 'right' future." ”

Suddenly, his body fluctuated like a reflection in the water.

Cloaked in a flame robe, the figure on the throne frowned: "Why is it that time and space are turbulent again in just a minute?" ”

He casually threw the piece of iron that he had recovered into the void of the universe: "Be honest with me, they are all large war groups, and now they are all stretching their hands here, and they can't drop the price?!" ”

Suddenly, the barrier of the world was strengthened a thousand times, and the forces that tried to interfere with the world were violently bounced back to their original places.

But his figure became more and more illusory, like a TV with a bad signal, constantly flickering.

At the last moment, he lowered his head and looked into the depths of the black mud, and sighed: "It seems that meddling in the future will be forbidden, right?" Later...... That's it...... It's up to you to ......."

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in the water streaks, as if it had never existed.

In the sky above the space where the Cross War Group was stationed, a black firework suddenly rose, as if someone had forcibly torn open the crack in the space and threw a ** bag into it.

In the midst of the turmoil, a hurricane broke off on the huge rooftop, blowing the robes of those on the platform.

"What the hell is going on!"

The manager of the Tower of Babel: Aaron, angrily shouted to the people behind him: "The interference power of the Tower of Babel will be bounced back?" Which warband is the hell?! ”

Aaron, who has always appeared as a gentle middle-aged man, is like an enraged lion at the moment, and his hair is stretched wildly in the wind: "The prophet is really giving face this time!" Actually fired at the core mission world of our team members! Who's going to tell me what's going on?! ”

In the crowd behind him, a middle-aged woman with a giant staff in her hand was affected by the force of the counterattack and almost sat on the ground.

She looked at the stars in the sky in a trance:

"There are unknown forces interfering in the sea of the plane, causing a dimensional storm, and for the time being, none of the major war groups can interfere with the 'Moon World' at the heart of the storm......"

At the center of the top of the Tower of Babel, a giant flaming cross burns, but it can't illuminate the night sky, which seems to be covered with a thick layer of fog.

In front of the dimensional storm, the Tower of Babel, which only activates five percent, is simply not capable of effective and precise intervention.

After listening to his subordinates' words, Aaron's mood became even worse.

"It seems that after so many years, everyone thinks that the Crusades are soft persimmons......" He looked down at the storm at the edge of the tower, and at his feet was tens of thousands of meters in the air.

"Do you think I don't care about anything? Or do you think I'm old? ”

Aaron, who has always been gentle and gentle, has a disturbing and violent look.