Wu Xiangnan clutched the hilt of the sword with both hands, the two rounds of black sun in his eyes were burning, and the law of the sun in his body poured into Susanoo's body along the hilt of the sword.

Bang——!

Wu Xiangnan's left hand burst out into a cloud of blood mist, turning into thousands of strands of white silk and disappearing without a trace.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, he clenched his teeth, and held the hilt of the Tiancong Cloud Sword in his right hand, and slashed down along Susanoo's throat!

The sharp sword body slashed through the huge body, leaving a shocking sword mark, Wu Xiangnan held the sword and fell on the ground, and the Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand was already stained with blood and red.

Hot divine blood spilled from the air, dyeing the light blue cloak with blood, Wu Xiangnan raised his head and looked at Susanoo, who was rapidly dying under the law of the sun, and his eyes slowly closed......

He took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath,

The depression and hatred that had lingered in his heart all these years disappeared with this filthy breath.

He had been waiting for this moment for nearly a decade.

"I killed him." Wu Xiangnan muttered to himself,

"Unfortunately, you can't see it anymore......"

Boom ——!!

Susanoo's massive body slammed to the ground, billowing smoke and dust flying up, blowing the light blue cloak into the air.

A blood mist burst out from Wu Xiangnan's right arm, his flesh and blood dissipated, his body became a little transparent again, and the blood-stained Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand also fell into the earth, sinking deep into the soil.

The two figures, dark gray and crimson, walked behind him.

Wang Mian and Lin Qiye glanced at each other, their expressions were a little complicated, but they didn't bother the man who was standing in front of Susanoo's corpse and muttering to himself.

Clouds of blood mist burst out on Wu Xiangnan's body, his figure gradually dissipated, and finally, he slowly turned around, this man who was thirty-four or five years old, his eyes already contained tears.

He looked at Lin Qiye and Wang Mian and smiled:

"Thank you."

"Don't thank us, you have been preparing alone for ten years, planning boldly, leaving no way out, you deserve to get to this point." Wang Mian couldn't help but sigh, "Kill the gods with a mortal body, you Wu Xiangnan is the first ...... in the world Perhaps the last one. ”

Three artifacts, three forbidden spell circles, a human ceiling, an agent who was amplified to the divine realm by a futon, and an immortal swordsman who briefly gained the power of the law by rebirth...... Many factors were combined, and after ups and downs, it was barely possible to kill a god.

This process cannot be replicated or repeated.

Wu Xiangnan looked at Lin Qiye, his eyes were extremely gentle, "Qiye, after all the things are done, if you have time, go back to Cangnan to have a look...... Red tassels, prayer ink, they are all waiting for us to go.

When the time comes, if they ask about me, you will say......"

Wu Xiangnan lowered his head, looked at his body that was about to dissipate, and smiled bitterly, "Let's just say that I'm a little busy and can't go back for the time being." ”

A burst of sourness turned into Lin Qiye's heart, he looked at Wu Xiangnan, overlapped his weather-beaten face with the deputy captain in Cangnan's office, and nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, I'll go back."

Wu Xiangnan looked at him deeply, like an old father who witnessed the growth of his child, his eyes were full of satisfaction and pride.

"I'm leaving."

Wu Xiangnan turned his head, dragged the figure that was about to dissipate, and walked towards a certain place in Gao Tianyuan, as if he was looking for something.

A hazy mist of blood enveloped his body, and white filaments floated out, and the figure that was infinitely close to transparency finally stopped on some shattered earth.

He slowly crouched down, his blood-stained light blue cloak scattered to the ground, his eyes fixed on the nothingness beneath his feet, and closed his eyes.

This is where his teammates are buried.

It is also his final destination.

Bang——!

The last cloud of blood mist burst out, Wu Xiangnan's body turned into white silk threads, faded a little bit, his lips opened lightly, and he said with a smile:

"[Blue Rain] team survivor Wu Xiangnan, please return to the team ......"

His last murmur echoed through the air.

The blood-stained light blue cloak gently fell to the earth, like an unnamed tombstone engraved with meritorious deeds, causing the souls buried here to fall into an eternal sleep.

……

A pale golden glimmer shrouded Lin Qiye and Wang Mian's figures, and they looked at the floating blue cloak in the distance, and fell silent at the same time.

"The [Blue Rain] team finally disappeared completely...... Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.

"[Blue Rain] will not disappear, and their names will be engraved on the monument of the Night's Watch forever."

"Obelisk?"

"At the Night's Watch headquarters, there is a monument with the names of all the special squads, and when a special squad disappears or is disbanded, their names and exploits are engraved on it." A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of Wang Mian's mouth,

"Now, it's time for the [mask] to be engraved."

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, "But you, the captain of the [Masquerade], are still alive, so the number should not be canceled, right?" ”

"The [Mask] of me alone can no longer be considered a [Mask]." Wang Mian shook his head, "At this point, we can no longer stick to this number, but we must pass it on and let fresher blood flow in...... It's like the [Blue Rain] of the year.

If Wu Xiangnan hadn't canceled the number of [Blue Rain] 005 back then, there would have been no [Night].

After carving the name of [Kamen] on the tablet, I believe that it will not be long before a brand-new Special Team 004 will appear in Great Xia, and they may be more hopeful and energetic than us. ”

“…… I understand. ”

Lin Qiye had mixed feelings in his heart.

Is there an ogil engraved with the name of the disbanded special squad...... I wonder if the name of [Nightfall] will be engraved on it after many years?

At that time, what kind of deeds and legends will be left behind their names?

Perhaps after that, their 005 will also be passed on, and a new young special team will carry their will and hope and rise strongly.

Perhaps, this is the fate of the special squad.

"I'm going to get something."

Wang Mian spoke, walked over to Susanoo's corpse, reached out and groped for his chest for a long time, and pulled out a red magatama with a broken corner.

The moment he saw this magata, Wang Mian's eyes brightened.

High Heaven Origin Artifact, Eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade.

This is what the god of time asks him to obtain.

Wang Mian put away this hook jade, and immediately rushed towards the gate of Gao Tianyuan with Lin Qiye.

But before they could go far, the second red moon hanging under the sky suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light!