Returning from the abyss

Chapter 1532 The Day of the Executioners

Wilderness and Plague

The technology that Judgment Island can always be proud of created this weapon. Even though it is just one of countless weapons manufactured, it still embodies the most brilliant crystallization of that technology.

The impending echo: The wielder will eventually be guided to the world of the weapon's original wielder, no matter how far apart they are.

The Awakening Evil Spirit: A spirit residing within an artifact that gradually awakens upon the death of its owner. It will fulfill its long-cherished wish in whispers, and then completely spiral out of control.

Returning to the beginning: In the hands of Vanessa, the "Poison Dance," she will be unleashed to her original level.

Scene addition: Fate: The Cycle of Binding: Your destiny should be above that of others.

—When it no longer fires any bullets, it is discarded. Only those who still remember its glory will deliver it to the right person.

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The Serpent Dragon swung his long staff, bored with the last defense Bavotley had put up in the Minute Church. He knew all defenses were useless, so why waste his energy?

However, just as he was about to break through this protective layer, he saw the color of the sky and earth instantly dim.

Spatial Slash!

Three spatial slashes, falling from three different directions, forced the Serpent Dragon to urgently withdraw its attack. It then used "Universe Dismantling" to smash around itself, restoring the space that was about to be cut open.

That was timely support... He now understood why Bavotley had thrown such a bright light effect onto the church for protection.

Vanessa, Gathe, and Marian arrived almost simultaneously. Vanessa teleported there instantly, while the other two just happened to run back.

Even without knowing what had happened, the three made their judgments almost simultaneously. To the Serpent Dragon, the three posed no threat; he easily shattered the three spatial slashes and then turned to look at them.

"You've returned just in time, but you can't stop me anyway."

Vanessa had no intention of paying her any attention. She trusted Gattel and Marian, but she trusted the person inside the church even more.

"Veronica!"

After shouting this, Vanessa instantly teleported to the top of the snake's head, slashing down the plague in the shape of a blade. The protective light barrier of the church flickered slightly, and Veronica rushed out from inside, waving a crimson thread in her hand.

The two intersected, while the snake dragon's defense was impenetrable. With a block of his long stick, he had already shaken Vanessa away, while also avoiding Veronica's contact.

"Wait a moment, the apothecary will be back!" Vanessa called out.

"You think you can scare me off with this?" The snake dragon laughed. "Bavitley may not be afraid of death, but do you think I am?"

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Lu Ning needs to solve another problem.

Rosemerada's support forces suffered heavy losses during the church's siege, and the Soul Writing Master before her was perhaps the last remaining threat on the outer perimeter. She was unaware of the situation on the outer perimeter, but she had no interest in paying attention to it.

The effect of "homesickness" was powerful. The letter was a genius plague apostle; the plague he created wasn't particularly lethal, but it possessed considerable power in a unique way. Lu Ning could feel her suppressed emotions rapidly expanding, a surge more intense than any mental shock she had experienced before, because those were ultimately external things, while this was a deep emotion rising entirely from within her heart.

Therefore, upon seeing the southern light, she immediately sent Vanessa back to provide support, fearing that she herself would find it difficult to suppress the intense emotions of homesickness.

The Snowlight Sword and the Palm Lightning were unleashed simultaneously, their chilling arcs of ice swiftly traversing the not-too-distant distance between them, leaving icy trails in the air. Dark blue lightning exploded within the sword light, crisscrossing into a dense net.

The Soul Master unleashed his spell "Drilling Dust," suspending five crystals around himself. Sharp crystal cones continuously shot out from the crystals, precisely intercepting Lu Ning's deadly attacks while carefully observing the moves Lu Ning used.

He was interested in any kind of outstanding magic in the world, and the magic Lu Ning used was more excellent than he had ever seen before, which made him even more eager to explore.

However, Lu Ning was not prepared to waste any more time with him here.

"Soul Master, you really like this spell?"

Her heart was growing increasingly agitated, and an uncontrollable longing for home was welling up within her. The release of this emotion was inevitable, but at the same time, she felt the magic lurking within her body begin to sprout once more.

"A very good spell."

"That comes from my talent."

Lu Ning said with considerable pride.

She had seen many geniuses, and countless others surpassed her in intelligence and martial prowess, so she would never speak in such a tone.

But when facing a Soul Master, she would speak like this.

"It comes from my magical creation, how wonderful... it's even effective for life."

This was a situation she hadn't anticipated, or perhaps she had a vague premonition. The pollution and harm of "stars" had been repeated to her countless times, so how could the spell "touching the stars" be so simple, merely grabbing or sending something from the gods?

This time, amidst her rising emotions, combined with the divine knowledge she had learned from this scene, she finally unlocked the magical connection.

Fragments of memory, accompanied by magic, gradually seeped into Lu Ning's mind. She swung her sword almost frantically, unleashing a dense rain of ice that rivaled the density of a Soul-Writing Master's "Dust Drill." Her palm lightning even pierced through the Dust Drill's defenses several times.
However, Soul Masters still possess protective magical shields that cannot be penetrated by the Palm Lightning.

"Let me see again. This is a great innovation. Especially that sword strike you just used on the letter, I'm sure I can see it clearly. That was... time, wasn't it?"

"Hahahaha! I'll show you something even more magnificent!" Lu Ning couldn't help but laugh. The memories flooding her mind made it hard for her to tell whether it was herself or Bai Tianzi laughing.

She had wondered what the Emperor was thinking after he shattered the void, whether he felt regret, or whether he ever looked back on the past.

Now she almost understood... she shouldn't make assumptions about someone who could become a god.

The sword light suddenly stopped, and the lightning pressed all the dust down beneath Lu Ning's feet. A bright light shone from one of her eyes. Although the power from the starry sky no longer cared about this place, it still reflected in her vision.

There must be many people in the sky.

"Heaven creates all things to nourish humankind, and human beings, whether acting in accordance with or against Heaven, are all in accordance with the Way of Heaven." "Heaven creates all things to nourish me..."

Lu Ning sensed the memory; it wasn't homesickness, but rather a surge of emotion. She couldn't understand more than that, except for Bai Tianzi's arrogant voice.

"Therefore I have taken the name of the Son of Heaven! I will have all things support me to break through this small world, and that is the Way of Heaven! Your dissatisfaction, anger, greed, and fear are none of my concern!"

"Bai Tianzi, you will kill everyone. We, and this world you live in, will cease to exist."

"Kill me? No... I followed the will of Heaven and became the only god born in this world. This is my greatness! I can bear the things you did not finish and the wishes you did not fulfill. Is this what you want to use to blame me?"

Lu Ning understood; Bai Tianzi had never regretted it.

She pointed her sword at the Soul Master, twirling it in her hand. As memories flowed in, the spell gradually took shape in her mind. The alignment of her mindset allowed her to understand Bai Tianzi's choice, and thus she gained the ability to use it. So she began to sheath her sword.

Just like what the Emperor did in front of everyone.

“Soul Master, you have blocked my way home. Thanks to that letter, I have nothing else on my mind now. Whatever you want, your actions have already become an obstacle for me.”

The cold light of the setting sun shining on the sword's edge vanished as it was sheathed, emitting a dull thud.

"Anyone who stands in my way shall die. Your desires, your ideals, and your life's work are all obstacles to me and must be eliminated."

Bai Tianzi's sword "Xiumeng," which had been with her for a long time, trembled and transformed within its sheath.

Lu Ning's sword, which was only made of slightly better materials, was quickly transformed into the required form under the torrent of magic.

Suddenly, several bloody gashes appeared on Lu Ning's body, instantly staining her skin crimson with blood.

The Soul Master wasn't surprised: "You used too many powerful spells. No matter how talented you are, I think your energy is still insufficient. As the caster, you must understand the consequences of overusing them."

"Yes, but my mind has remained strangely clear."

Lu Ning took a deep breath and asked the pharmacist in her heart.

The pharmacist's reply was, "If I die because of this, it might not be the worst outcome."

Tacit approval? Lu Ning hoped that there would be time to discuss this issue properly with the pharmacist later.

However, at this moment, she already felt the overflowing magical energy, and the Soul Master felt the same way. He realized that this spell was unusual and was probably one of the most powerful seventh-tier spells.

"You suddenly don't want to watch anymore?" Lu Ning noticed his movement and let out a cold laugh.

"A spell that is far too dangerous should not be observed casually under any circumstances." The Soul Master was indeed considering retreating. This spell was different from any spell within his knowledge, and its sudden creation clearly stemmed from some taboo.

"That won't do!" Lu Ning exclaimed. "After you completely ignited my ultimate goal? After you started this war but don't want to bear the consequences? I embarked on this path of no return from the very beginning, yet all I seek is a way back. Isn't that contradictory? Now that I've broken through all obstacles, and even fate has hinted at the arrival of the final chapter, how can I let all of this end so hastily!"

With the most intense emotions, she began to draw the sword. At first, it was extremely difficult, as if she were exhausting all her strength, and the pulling on her wound caused excruciating pain. But the moment the part of the sword that had been transformed inside the scabbard was unsheathed, she understood its significance.

She finally understood Bai Tianzi's fanaticism on that day, the day Bai Tianzi's world was destroyed.

But not now. A seventh-order spell is still just a seventh-order spell; it merely replicates the form of that move.

The Soul Master's body vanished into nothingness, and he turned and left, completely ignoring the letter left behind. Lu Ning didn't chase after him, but merely scoffed at this too-before-it-began action.

"One destiny has reached its beginning, another is about to end, and I will inevitably step out from one end of the cycle. Please witness it—"

Light spots, lines, squares, fragments, and countless other colors and pure colors were transformed back into the composition of the sword. From the known to the unknown, a weapon was transformed into a ephemeral form capable of recording information from all dimensions. It was this form that possessed the possibility that Bai Tianzi sought.

"Shattering Void Slash - Kill All!"

The world was one color, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

The sword, unable to withstand such a transformation, vanished after a single strike, leaving only the hilt in Lu Ning's hand. She was still bleeding; the symptoms of her magic addiction were beginning to affect her health. But at the same time, the powerful mental force of "homesickness" was forcibly keeping her clear-headed.

There was nothing in front of me.

Whether it was the Soul Master who had vanished into nothingness, the letter that still hadn't regained control of its body, or the power of the Fountain of Youth that was currently devouring the "forbidden zone," everything was completely wiped out, leaving nothing behind.

A radial void, irregular in shape but with perfectly regular edges, lay before her, encompassing everything that had ever existed. Lu Ning knew that this spell's strike was enough to shatter the possibilities of all dimensions at this location, and she feared she would never be able to unleash such a strike again in her lifetime.

Because her mindset could only intersect with Bai Tianzi's for that one moment, and after that, Bai Tianzi had already achieved the ascension she desired, while she had to continue pursuing her return journey.

From the very beginning, we must consider the worst-case scenario.

What does it mean to prove that one's destiny is above that of others?

If this is an added scene, then do other tourists also have the same thing?

Given this, what stage needs to be reached to prove completion?

Lu Ning had the answer without even having to think.

That would probably mean killing all the other tourists.

She dragged her weary body and started walking. She didn't want this outcome, but now it seemed she had no other choice.

"It's really no different from the original problem." She looked around, sighed, and took out some medicine to apply to herself as she walked. She had nothing left; she only had four days' worth of status spells, and her only weapon was the Savior's Rifle.

The sun is setting.

For her and the snake dragon, tomorrow they will only see the sunrise.