When the last corpse fell in a pool of blood, there was no one left to stop Huai Shi's eyes.

Climb the final red-stained staircase.

Huai Shi finally came to the top of the tower, and a hurricane blew high in the sky.

In the hurricane, he saw the solemn and sacred temple-like hall, the huge square in front of him, and the girl who had been waiting in front of the square for a long time.

Her long golden hair fluttered in the air like a burning flame.

She held the stone-toothed sword and stared at the Huai poems coming from afar.

In the sky above her, a huge scorching sun burned violently in the sky that did not belong here—a cast of the first sun, Tezcatripoca, was manifested in a bronze ring carved with countless ornaments, and the tyranny burned and enveloped the entire square.

At this moment, she is not wearing armor, and she does not have the youthful and modern sense of the past.

Dressed in sacred robes, with a crown studded with precious stones, his bare face and arms are outlined with blood-colored emblems and totems.

This is the shadow of the smoke mirror on the earth, the agent of the First Sun, the High Priest of Tezcatripoca.

Liz Huttmock is here.

Heavily armed, waiting for their enemies.

"Are you ready to beat me?"

She raised her eyes and stared at Huai Shi, who was half blood-stained red.

"Nope. ”

Huai Shi sighed, looked down, and looked at the tears on her chest and arms, as well as the metal scars formed after the silver blood potion healed.

Now he is not in his prime.

It can be called the end of the crossbow.

In the face of the noble blood inheritor of the American lineage, the future leader, Liz, who is armed to the teeth and occupies a favorable location, is really not sure.

Even if he is of the same level, the other party's skills and experience are not inferior to his own, not to mention the border relics on his body.

Even the bronze sun wheel that covered the entire square overhead, just sensing the tyrannical essentia and divine power that emerged from it every moment, he could understand how terrifying the hidden power was.

"Actually, I don't have much strength left, although my physical strength can barely support it, but less than a third of the essentia remains......"

Calmly told him about his situation, Huai Shi solemnly pleaded: "So can you please make it a little easier for you to be here, let me go, and let me go?"

Liz looked at him with a blank expression.

He was not annoyed by such shameless words, or knew that his opponent had never been conscious of being a warrior.

"I'm sorry, Huaishi, work is work. ”

She held the stone-toothed sword in her palm, and responded indifferently: "What's more, in addition to work, there are also personal grudges." ”

“...... I really can't argue with that. Huai Shi smiled bitterly: "Believe me, I also suffer from it, all kinds of meanings." ”

"Is this regret?"

"I regret it immensely. Huai Shi bowed her head sincerely, "Do you need me to apologize?"

"Repentance will not be useful. ”

"But I still want to repent. ”

Huai Shi scratched her head, looked at the woman in front of her, was a little embarrassed, and said tentatively: "I'm sorry? Can you forgive me? I think we can still talk, if we have the opportunity, we will definitely become good friends." ”

Liz didn't reply.

It's just that the stone tooth sword in his hand twisted a subtle arc on the ground slightly, and the sparks burst out with the friction between the iron and the stone, and the sharp stone tooth had already shaken and aimed at Huai Shi's throat.

Ready to go.

Repentance will not be useful.

Even if Huai Shi knelt here and was willing to sacrifice her body to the god of skinning to atone for her sins, it would not change Liz's determination.

So, without further ado.

She didn't want to hear it anymore.

In the dead silence, Huai Shi's expression gradually stiffened, and after a long time, he sighed helplessly: "As God's agent on earth, in the face of so many people's wails, do you want to be indifferent?"

"Smoke Mirrors aren't benevolent gods, make no mistake, Huaishi. ”

Liz scoffed, "In the First Age, the sun would go down as soon as the people of the earth began to shake before hell. Tezcatripoca took the form of a leopard and killed everyone in the world...... One of its names is Necoc Yaotl, which means 'one who is against all sides,' and those who do not believe cannot be saved, and those who believe may not live.

The winds of impermanence never favor the world, let alone hell?"

She said indifferently, "God will not have mercy on this place." ”

"But what about Liz?"

Huai Shi took a step forward and asked again: "Lizhetmok, as an ascendant, a human being with a benevolent nature, do you really not have half a pity in your heart?"

"Nope. ”

Liz coldly raised the stone-toothed sword and told him word by word: "So, Huaishi, please stop talking nonsense - if you want to pass from here, it's very simple, there is only one way, and that is to kill me."

Or, let me kill you...... I will personally send you to Hades. ”

"Good. ”

The last softness in Huai Shi's eyes slowly dissipated, and gradually became solemn: "Then, as you wish, Liz, Liz Huttmok." ”

He raised the sword of virtue in his hand, but the blade quickly crumbled and disappeared without a trace.

Forward, the first step has been taken.

Meet her cold eyes.

"Liz, you're a true opponent I can't defeat if I don't give it my all, but even if I defeat you, I'm afraid I won't have any strength left.

I still want to keep this strength and do more important things. ”

"So, I'll leave the choice to you—"

Once again, one step forward.

Walking into the glow of the sun wheel, with bare hands, step by step towards the girl who blocked the way.

"I'll pass through here, but I'm not going to fight you. Huai Shi looked into her eyes and told her seriously: "If you think what I did is meaningless, then kill me here, I won't resist." ”

Step 1, step 2, and then step 3......

Stepping into the frenzy of murderous intent, allowing the premonition of death to engulf her, Huai Shi stared at Liz calmly, calmly accepting this anger and hatred.

Forward.

Step-by-step ......

There is no wavering.

"You're really unrepentant, Huaishi. ”

In the silence, Liz's eyes became cold a little bit: "How stupid it is to pin your victory or defeat on the mercy of others." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have a choice. ”

Huai Shi calmly moved forward: "But Liz, you still have it." ”

"Now, there is an opportunity in front of you, and you can choose to save them, like me, or let them fall into the abyss...... Go and build your Paradise on Wailing and Hell. ”

For a moment, Liz seemed to waver.

But soon, the eyes became as hard as iron, and there was no weakness or wavering, only coldness.

"This is hell, Huai Shi...... How is mercy found here?"

She murmured softly, spitting out her last mercy: "There is no cure here, just like you...... You have to recognize the reality!"

At that moment, the stone-toothed sword shook violently and roared.

The spirit of the leopard spirit rose from it, accompanied by the essentia of Liz, flowing in the secret ritual, and endless smoke rose towards the bronze sun above the sky!

"O wind of impermanence, pray for misfortune!"

Liz raised her head and announced to the world in front of her, "The light of the world has fallen here, and the eternal darkness has been born from the night—"

As a result, the infinite flames of light seemed to be endowed with substance, falling from the sun wheel, and thousands of threads converged and wrapped around the blade of the stone tooth!

The ancient blade burned red in an instant.

In Liz's hands, snorting.

The premonition of death eroded Huai Shi's heart like never before, making his soul tremble, and he felt the divine power running above the heavenly dome.

It was undoubtedly a scar from the gods.

The reflection of a miracle on the earth.

When the tyrannical flames dissipated, the bronze sun wheel above the heavenly dome revealed a majestic mirror made of obsidian. The mirror is eternally dark, as if reflecting the end and future of this world.

But in that darkness, a solemn silhouette emerged.

A large, withered skeleton sat in the midst of the sun wheel, dead and desolate, as if it had died with the old world.

But now, at Liz's call, a turquoise flame burned out of the dark eye hole.

There was a crimson condensation, like the last glimmer of light at the end of dusk.

Falling from the fingers in front of its knees.

The blood light fell on the cracked blade, causing the stone-toothed sword to glow with a wail, violently trembling, and overwhelmed.

Showing endless tyranny and hideousness -

"Accept the fruits of suffering, Huaishi. ”

Liz said goodbye in a fit of rage: "This is the last afterglow you can see!"

At that moment, the stone-toothed sword fell.

Towards the close Huai poem.

Heaven and earth are dark.

The bronze sun shattered, and the infinite power rested on this sword, causing all things to be drowned in death.

- Miracle Mark: The First Cause of Fall!

It's a reenactment of the end of the First Age, where Tezcatripoca extinguished the ego and indulged in tyranny, leaving the remnants of the Epoch's destruction resting on the sword, turning it into a dim light that would destroy everything.

This is the last mercy He has left to the world.

The last rays of the sun before the endless darkness arrives!

And it was at that moment that Liz's pupils reflected the young man who was lonely and moving forward calmly and ushering in death.

And also...... Follow the dark tide behind him!

Unbelievable.

It is a phantom of the past that followed salvation, and it is also the scar of the consummation that once ushered in salvation.

Countless figures gathered in one place, like a long march, with no end in sight, no borders in sight. It is as if it covers the heavens and the earth, forming a huge scale that engulfs the entire world.

From different places, different kinds, and even different eras, those souls who yearn for salvation follow that lonely back.

When he went forward alone, he did not know that there were thousands of people with him.

In the fleeting afterglow, those strange or familiar faces appeared in front of Liz's eyes, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

In the midst of those very different groups, there was a faint phantom of déjà vu...... It's an Ivy uniform!

The dead who died in this struggle, the sick who were stupefied and unconscious, and the wretched creatures who lost themselves in the assimilation of hell.

But now, the silhouettes that should have been precipitated in the deepest depths of hell are standing behind Huai Shi.

In front of Liz.

Quietly watching her, along with thousands of people, towards the destruction of the gift of the gods in front of them.

"You ...... fools!"

Liz lowered her eyes sadly, and the blade fell.