In the dead silence, everything seemed to freeze.

The rain of blood falling from the sky was infected by the frost that rose from the sky, and it was stagnant in the icy wind, and the heavens and the earth fell into a solemn silence.

Only the roar and loud noise that sounded beyond the heavenly dome.

When a blinding flash of light flashed from the sky, a sharp and piercing crash sounded in the crack in the blood-red sky.

The world trembled before this mighty force from nowhere.

Then, the clouds shattered, and endless light erupted from the sky, countless flesh and blood grew like trees, and the hands of the Son of the Dead struggled to grasp the cracks in the sky.

It's like waiting impatiently to give birth.

But is it the joyful cry of birth, or the pain and sorrow of destruction?

There was a terrible cry of joy and despair that no one could tell, and then a huge body fell from the sky, burning, crushing the cracked clouds and radiating a glow of aging and despair.

That's the sun.

The sun is setting.

Because the eternal night is coming.

"Come on, Luo Xian. ”

Huai Shi clenched the hilt of her sword and whispered, "I'm going to gamble everything I have—"

At that moment, the white horse, bathed in blood, followed the prince's low roar, stepped down on the iron hoof, followed the last glow, and launched an attack on the enemy.

The blade rises, leading the last of the afterglow to shatter the darkness ahead.

He turned his back to the sorrowful sun, and forward, his figure seemed to dissolve into the glorious and mournful wheel of the sun.

Like a prince.

Sparkling.

The countless afterglows that fell on the earth seemed to be alarmed by the horse's hoof, and flew up like fireflies, followed by the glow, and flew into the sky, and disappeared into the darkness.

"What a glaring sight, Prince. ”

Luo Xian stared at the burning remnant light, not knowing whether it was longing or anger, just smiled and whispered: "Please redeem me, Your Royal Highness the Prince......"

Darkness roars!

From the darkness that spreads, the hideous pumpkin carriage shook violently and roared forward.

The rain of blood rolled upside down, defying gravity, and flew out towards the sky.

The terrible red squirmed, dotting the spreading darkness, and the power that overflowed from Luo Xian's shattered soul burst out, finally breaking through the invisible barrier.

They condensed into a solid body by relying on this pitch blackness, restraining the fog of pain that engulfed everything, and condensing into a tangible form. Spread its wings, like scales of iron, reflecting the last glow of the scorching sun, roaring up to the sky, tyrannically subduing all the noise into this roaring cry of rage.

This is the despair and pain that has accumulated from the empty shell of man since twenty-four long years of waiting, and the miracle of calamity born from the soul of the abyss.

Just a glimpse of the appearance is enough to make countless abyssal hordes surrender to the terrifying majesty, even if it is just a brewing calamity embryo, it is enough to make all the audience so terrified of the hideous nature.

That's a dragon!

- The Dark Dragon!

At this moment, not only the audience in front of the screen, but even the corners of Diting's eyes couldn't help but jump wildly.

"Just the soul can form the qualitative transformation of the demon dragon, such a talent is too exaggerated, right?"

He scratched his face in annoyance, for the first time he felt that the job of explaining was not easy to do, and when he looked back at Bai Ze, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you think he can win?"

Bai Ze glanced back at him, as if he was looking at a fool.

"What else do you need to say?"

She regretfully concluded: "There is no doubt that you will lose." ”

The Divine Beasts who could directly observe the countless historical divergences had already glimpsed the only inevitable result among the 100,000 different branches, which was an outcome that could not be changed no matter how lucky and wise they were.

As if in admiration, Bai Ze sighed softly.

"He's dead. ”

At that moment, with the roar of the carriage, the phantom shadow of the demon dragon flapped its wings, rolling up hurricanes and blood rain, destroying the earth, clouds, sky, and all other insignificant dust in front of it.

Burdened with this abyssal love that had already passed through the heavy division, it opened its mouth and confided in the prince in front of it.

Roaring.

Terrifying essentia fluctuations converged from the dragon's throat, pain and despair rubbed against each other, intensifying into blinding sparks.

Then, with a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, incandescent fire emerged from the depths of darkness, sweeping mightily, rushing forward like a torrent, engulfing the last glow of the fallen sun.

The dragon fire is blazing, rushing to the face!

At that moment, the white horse leaped up.

It hissed, almost soaring in the wind, its long mane waving like a flag.

Don't go gently into that good night. 】

Huai Shi clenched the hilt of the sword, but a poem from the abyss suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

[When you are old, you should burn and roar at dusk.] 】

[Roar, roar, denounce the retreat of the light]

[Angry, angry at the passing of the light.] 】

At that moment, there was a small vibration from the sword of virtue, and with the silent chanting of Huai Shi, the roar of steel burst out.

The mountain ghost's stigma suddenly stretched out into a thousand threads, submerging into the countless ancient inscriptions on the inside of the hilt, and those surging vitality transformed into a pure glow, attached to the blade.

Like a glimmer of hope at dawn.

"I hereby hand over this sword with all souls, and virtue will live with our legends—"

With the solemn chanting of countless people in the trance, Huai Shi raised his arm, revealing the brilliant light on the blade before the dragon fire of destruction.

Compared with the generosity and solemnity of the past, what emerges now is only a small line. But it burned with great obsession, and even though the dragon flame swept through, it still never went out.

There is no distinction between large and small virtues, and there is no distinction between many and solitary.

Even if it can't change any of the painful and hopeless realities, it is still enough to reflect the place of hope.

Just being here is enough to light the way forward.

At this point, the dawn is announced.

Huai Shi roared and slashed off the blade.

"—The long night is over!"

Compared with the earth-shattering torrent, Huai Shi only had a line of residual light in his hand, but even if it was just this line of residual light, with the slash of the blade, it burst out with a roar that tore the dragon's roar.

The light that cuts through the darkness is gone in a flash.

But the endless dragon fire was like a flood, separated from the sword blade to both sides.

The raging ocean opened up under the solemn and mighty blade.

Divide the sea.

Huai Shi forward, like a bamboo!

The demon dragon roared angrily and roared at Huai Shi. But the white horse rose up and trampled on its face, crushing the black scales.

Ignoring the embers that burned, the white horse shattered the illusion of the demon dragon and forced its way into the endless depths of darkness. Huai Shi raised the blade of his sword again, and launched a non-return impact towards the carriage galloping in front of him.

The crown of paradise emerged from above his head, and the light tore through the wriggling darkness and stung the reflection of the pupil in the distant space.

Announcing the arrival of the prince.

The darkness hissed, colliding with the last remnants of light.

A shrill chirp erupted.

Countless rains of blood poured out in all directions, and with that ray of light advanced, forward, and forward, from the roar of Huai Shi, penetrated into the depths of darkness.

"I'm here to save you, Luo Xian!"

On the burning white horse, the mountain ghost roared, striving for all his strength, breaking through the last barrier, and stabbing the blade towards Luo Xian in the darkness.

Her Royal Highness the lonely princess raised her eyes, and the blood was hideous.

In the next moment, the white horse and the chariot staggered by.

In the dead silence, there is only the wail of falling apart.

The winner is decided.

As the rain of blood poured again, it fell to the ground like tears, and the galloping chariot came to an abrupt halt.

"What a pity, Huaishi. ”

On the carriage, Her Royal Highness the princess in the dark looked back in disappointment: "You have not saved anyone." ”

On the blade of the sword in her hand, a line of blood dripped down.

In the silence of the street, the running white horse suddenly stumbled, took two steps with difficulty, and fell to his knees weakly, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Blood sprang out of its shell.

Turning back with difficulty, it gently licked the prince's broken face with approval and pity.

Don't blame yourself, Your Royal Highness, at least you fought until the last moment.

Its figure gradually became illusory and silently dissipated.

Huai Shi fell in the dust, pools of blood spreading from under him, and the sound of breaking sounded from the depths of his body, one after another, announcing the arrival of death.

He lost.

"That's it...... Is it over?"

Luo Xian stared at the back quietly, for a long, long time, until the last expectation in her lowered eyes dissipated.

Souls on the verge of the limit made a cracking sound.

Endless darkness swelled, and at last a rift opened to somewhere.

Those faint calls rang out again, as if whispering in their ears.

So clear.

In the surging darkness, vague phantoms slowly emerged from it, prostrate on the ground respectfully, waiting for her return.

"You ...... Did you pick me up?"

Luo Xian asked softly.

And so, a slender figure rose from the chasm of nothingness, and a cold and tyrannical majesty emerged from the distant abyss. Towards her, he stretched out his palm, carrying the salvation and gift from the abyss.

Wait for her response.

Lead her to a truly hers paradise.

This is the reunion after a long absence, the return after a long absence.

"Wait a minute......"

There were discordant voices, resounding from this warm abyss reunion, and the scenery was ruined.

"It's not over yet. ”

The embarrassed boy lying in blood made a sound.

Towards Luo Xian, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and told her, "I...... Still alive......"

Luo Xian turned her head and saw him stiffly propping up his body, falling to the ground again, getting up again, crawling like a dog, and moving forward.

Inch by inch towards her.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

She muttered softly, and then, bewildered.

No, it should have been ...... long ago Dead, right?

The rhythm of the steps could not be heard, nor the muffled sound of the heartbeat.

But as those empty eyes lifted, the shattered shell propped up its arms, and almost unbelievably rose from the ground again.

She didn't have the slightest doubt about her ability, as early as the moment of staggering, Huai Shi should have died.

But what is it that remains there?

Is it a stubborn obsession, a consciousness that never dissipates, or a broken soul?

Whatever it is, it's completely unpleasant.

Like a dead kraft candy, sticking to the body, after facing so many rejections and frustrations, it is still entangled...... Why is it so shameless?

"Wait a minute......"

Huai Shi murmured hollowly, "I'll come over now, and I'll ...... soon"

Why are you still alive?

Even Huai Shi himself didn't know.

He forgot who he was, where he was, and even what he was doing.

He was just trying hard to stay alive, trying to get up from the ground, propping up his numb body, and stumbling forward as he had done countless times in the past.

But he couldn't find his goal.

I don't even know if what I'm doing has meaning.

For some reason, in a trance, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

“...... When the time comes, will you still treat monsters like us so equally, Huai Shi?"

"Will you go and save innocent people?"

The distant voice asked softly, with pity and hope, longing for his answer: "Will you still uphold righteousness and reach out to those who are like you for help?"

Even if the world treats you badly.

Even a lot of times, you can't do anything about it all and find yourself unable to do anything......

Even if everything you do is in vain.

"Huaishi, you will still go...... Become a hero?"

"That's—of course!"

Huai Shi roared hard, stirred up the broken heart, tried her best to answer the voice, endured the pain that made her want to cry, and took a step forward in embarrassment.

One more step.

"Don't be afraid, Luo Xian, I'll come over ...... now"

Into the darkness, reaching out to touch the distant shadow.

As if abandoned by the whole world, she stood alone in the deepest part of the darkness, her dark eyes reflecting the appearance of hell, silent without any waves.

Lonely as if he was going to leave this world.

Huai Shi opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound. He had a lot of things he wanted to say to Luo Xian, but he couldn't say them.

He wanted to tell her not to go.

Don't go into the abyss, stay in the human world.

Don't turn into monsters.

Don't lose yourself......

"Please...... Don't be afraid. ”

Staring at her close cheeks, Huai Shi's lips opened and closed with difficulty, and with the last of her strength, she raised her hands and hugged her gently.

Luo Xian was stunned.

Feeling the fading temperature, she raised her eyes and looked blankly at Huai Shi's broken face, but saw that dirty face, struggling to bring up the last smile.

I've come to your rescue, Your Highness Princess.

In the shadows beneath his feet, the long-awaited Yin Spirit rose, poured out the last bit of essence, grasped the sword of virtue in his hand, and stabbed forward.

ran through Huai Shi's back and stabbed into Luo Xian's chest.

A gentle glow lit up from the blade.

It flickered and then disappeared without a trace.

“...... Is that the only way?"

Luo Xian looked at the broken face in confusion, full of puzzlement.

This kind of trick, will it work?

It's not new, it's not even peculiar, it's just a trick to end up together. But Huaishi's remaining strength was not even enough to pierce her heart.

The last struggle in vain.

Nothing at all.

At that moment, darkness ...... Insurrection!

"You ......"

Luo Xian froze in place, looking down in disbelief, seeing the blood flowing from the wound on her chest.

Intense pain.

But this unprecedented pain is different from the past...... It's clearer, it's more real, it's more unbearable.

Even if the scar was only a shallow line, but under this almost dusty wound, the terrible wail of the demon dragon sounded in her broken soul.

The stigmata was violently in turmoil, but then it fell apart with the darkness.

Because something is coming.

Descended into her shell.

Behind her, the rift leading to the abyss violently turbulent, and countless vague figures hissed angrily, desperately rushing towards them, trying to break through the last barrier. But with the tremor of darkness drifted more and more, and quickly dissipated......

She froze where she was.

Feeling the unbearable pain erupt in her heart, but for some reason, she couldn't help but be afraid.

It's like...... In the hollow of the soul, something sprouts, the branches blossom, and then the fruit falls from the branches and returns to the parched earth.

It brings a fleeting sweetness, and unprecedented loss and satisfaction.

It's too contradictory, it's too weird, it's too scary.

I obviously want to get it again, but I want to give more than I get it. I obviously want to re-possess it, but what do I want to give more than I want to occupy it......

After a drop of water fell, it set off a storm and swallowed everything that had been.

From the long emptiness, the first thing I feel is dazed and confused, and then, in the diffusion of tenderness, I feel the so-called tenderness, pity and sympathy......

In despair, I felt the happiness in the mirror.

Finally, in the midst of sadness and bitterness, I felt the joy and joy that I feared.

Unbelievable, completely incomprehensible.

"What the hell ...... this?"

When she came to her senses, she was already sitting in the dust, and it was no longer possible to endure this cruel torture. She choked up, couldn't hold back her tears, and screamed, "What the hell is this?!"

"Silly boy. ”

Huai Shi raised her hand, wiped the dust off her face, and told her gently: "Of course it's love." ”

In this cruel world, is there anything better than love than killing and death?

On his chest, in the heart that had been pierced and torn by the blade of the sword, the last ray of weak glow emerged...... So gentle, so quiet.

That's what you're craving, Luo Xian.

The last essentia transformed by the hand of captivity, the radiance born from the grinding of pain and despair, from the soul - pure love.

Give without taking, give without harming anyone, save without thirsting for anything in return, and save without waiting for gratitude......

Luo Xian raised her head sluggishly, her lips pursed, and for the first time she felt the temperature of the palm on her cheeks, as well as the joy and relief in the young man's smile.

"It's so despicable, Huaishi, you actually attacked me. She held her head high, resisted the urge to shed tears, and gasped with difficulty: "Can't you be a prince like a decent one?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Princess. ”

Huai Shi smiled regretfully: "Times have changed, and now the 'shameless and obscene' prince character is more popular." ”

"That's it, that's it...... You can't find a girlfriend......"

Luo Xian choked, but she could no longer restrain the sadness and joy in her chest, hugged the young man in front of her, and cried out loud in embarrassment.

It's like a child.

Finally found a way home.

Tears slid down her cheeks, washed away the dust, and fell into Huaishi's palm.

It's like dew falling into the desert.

In a trance, Huai Shi seemed to catch a glimpse of the darkness that was constantly crumbling behind Luo Xian, as well as the deepest part of the darkness, the majestic silhouette that gradually dissipated.

In the moment before leaving, she threw a seemingly indifferent glance at Huai Shi, not knowing whether it was approval or anger. Then, it disappeared into the crumbling chasm.

Never again.

"It seems to be...... I won. ”

Huai Shi smiled reluctantly, closed her eyes, and fell to the sky.

In the unbearable sleepiness and drowsiness, the embrace of death finally came.

This is how this showdown ended.

The prince saves the princess.

Love, conquers all.