Rewrite the myth and become the Taoist!

Chapter 132 Someone is going to fall into the abyss forever! End everything!
[Silent panic, like a plague, quietly began to spread throughout the universe.]

[The thirteen god-level civilizations left behind by the original great god have all embarked on a journey to explore the "future", each conducting in-depth research on the "Throne of the End" in the hope of finding a glimmer of hope for their own civilization under the impending "Chaos Terror".]

[However, the gods knew nothing about the true meaning of "Chaos Terror". During the years when they were "students" following the "Original God", this "concept" was only mentioned occasionally.]

[Whenever they mentioned this name to the gentle "Original God", an indescribable fear would appear on his face, and he would sternly warn them: "Don't think, don't look, don't study, don't observe."]

[Is this so-called "chaotic fear" that can devour everything a person? A civilization? Or an extremely terrifying "real world"? ]

[All of this is like a fog covering the universe, making it hard to understand and frightening.]

[The gods did not understand, so they decided to "destroy everything that might be a source of Chaos fear." ]

[For ten thousand years, the major civilizations have been engaged in an arms race, and all kinds of extremely terrifying "star-destroying weapons" have been developed by the gods. The gods even studied the ultimate throne and developed "conceptual weapons that destroy galaxies." ]

[As the gods exploited resources to forge their "divine bodies", countless stars went out. Once they detected an abnormal "real world", they would not hesitate to use "concept weapons" to destroy the "real world", turning everything into nothing, and causing the entire galaxy to fall into the abyss of destruction.]

[The universe, once a brilliant and prosperous civilization, has now become dead and lifeless. ]

[For those civilizations that were born later, when they looked up at the starry sky, they would often see bright stars twinkling in the sky. That was not a magnificent sight of nature, but the sad and beautiful sparks that bloomed when the planet was destroyed.]

[The god-level civilization enslaves one native civilization after another. 】

[Any civilization that may give rise to "chaos fear" must be suppressed, but if there is resistance, the "star-destroying weapon" will be immediately activated to rule everything cruelly and bloodily. ]

[And the "Chaos Terror" seems to have not occurred due to the strategy of the "Gods", but——]

[The disagreement between the god-level civilizations was nothing more than a clash of ideas, an ordinary quarrel.]

[Until someone, in a rage, shouted angrily: "Perhaps your civilization is the embodiment of 'chaos fear'!"]

[Since that day, the God-level civilization suddenly realized. They stared at the other twelve brothers and couldn't help but gasp. It turned out that the biggest hidden threat had been hiding beside them all along.]

[The civilization that can give birth to "Chaos Terror" can only be born from these thirteen god-level civilizations. ]

[From then on, there was no more verbal communication between them.]

[“There are too many civilizations in the universe, and they are too terrifying. Perhaps, only when there is only one civilization left in the universe will it be truly safe.” This dangerous thought quietly took root in the hearts of the leaders of each civilization.]

[They began to test each other and found that they were all secretly researching "Chaos Terror"...]

【not good! 】

[We must kill them as soon as possible! ]

【Civilized conservative forces began to communicate secretly, hoping to end this meaningless Cold War.】

[However, the war that engulfed the entire universe still broke out. ]

【War, once it begins, it ends. 】

[The great gods in the god-level civilization have lost all trust in each other, so they unanimously decided to activate the "concept weapon" that is enough to end everything. 】

[The gods of other god-level civilizations also had the same idea, so the mother planets of thirteen god-level civilizations, under the ravages of "Concept Weapon", all headed towards the abyss of destruction.]

[The universe suddenly burst into a dazzling light, but this was just a few more insignificant cracks on it.]

[The universe, this dark and dead world, is cold and ruthless, like a constantly expanding corpse, without any vitality. ]

【pain!】

[Among the god-level civilizations, only a few great gods with "god thrones", "god bodies" and "godhoods" survived. From then on, the gods wiped away their tears and no longer easily exposed their tracks in the dark universe, so as not to repeat the same mistakes.]

[They carry the tombstone of the entire civilization and begin the hunting moment. ]

[The gods hunt each other, seize the "throne", "body", "godhood", and make stronger "weapons"! 】

[Zhuang Xinyao came from one of the god-level civilizations. She accidentally discovered the secret of the "ultimate throne" in the Dongzhou civilization. She was just a pawn in the god-level civilization, but she got the opportunity to "become a god."]

[Not everyone in the god-level civilization can "become a god". The universe's resources are limited and will only be provided to the "strong", and "Zhuang Xinyao" is not strong enough among the angels. ]

[I silently digested "Hidden Star" and didn't care about it. ]

[Time has become blurred to me, as if it were several decades, or even a hundred years.]

[Until one day, this dead silence was suddenly broken. ]

【"kill!"】

[A group of people unexpectedly broke into this deep valley, the dull sound of swords piercing flesh was accompanied by the harsh and noisy sound of fighting.]

[So noisy! ]

[I suddenly opened my eyes, a cold light flashed in them, and the "Sword Demon's Heart Eye" quietly extended out, spying on the troubled world outside.]

[Dozens of low-level swordsmen and a high-level swordsman are chasing after them. Their target is a fleeing boy and a girl in a white dress. They are obviously in a relationship, running hand in hand. The boy's body is covered with wounds, and his clothes are stained with blood.]

[“Crack, crack”, the bones were ruthlessly crushed underfoot, the rapid footsteps intertwined with the drum-like heartbeat, and sweat fell like rain. The girl's physical strength was gradually exhausted, and finally she suddenly fell to the ground while running away. ]

[“Ling’er!” the young man exclaimed, turned around suddenly, pulled the girl up, and wanted to continue running. As an entry-level swordsman, he had awakened his “divine power” and his physical strength far exceeded that of the girl. If it weren’t for the girl’s drag, he would have already fought his way out of the encirclement by himself. ]

[The girl named "Ling'er" knows that if she continues to be a burden to him, both of them will be unable to escape this disaster. ]

[She put on a sad smile, and resolutely shook off the boy's hand, using all her strength to push him away.]

【“Live with our ideals!”】

[At this moment, a sharp dagger had already stabbed into the girl's heart. She fell to her knees, her hands hanging down helplessly, her eyes gradually blurred, filled with reluctance, expectation, love... and that bleak smile.]

[The dagger fell to the ground with a clang. This scene, like a sad and beautiful painting, was deeply imprinted in the boy's mind, accompanied by a heart-wrenching cry: "Ah——"]

[I saw the figures of "Afeng" and "Ding Ying" who depended on each other for life and death in my distant memory, and they seemed to overlap with the cold and aloof image of "Mingyue".]

【I felt the breath of "despair".】

[There is too much pain like this in the world...]

[The young man knelt on the ground, his hands stained with blood and disgusting rust, and the white hem of his skirt was now stained blood red, like a red spider lily blooming in despair, sad and beautiful and shocking.]

[His face was filled with disbelief, and he picked up the girl's still warm body with trembling hands, as if to draw a little strength from it and continue running forward. ] [Run. ]

【Run.】

[Tears and sweat intertwined together, blurring the boy's vision, and everything in front of him began to become hazy. ]

[The young man finally fell to the ground helplessly, whispering in despair: "Ling'er, I will definitely help you survive."]

[The girl's body was lying quietly not far away. He tried his best to crawl over, his trembling fingers seemed to want to wake up the sleeping girl. However, a cold sword suddenly pierced through his body from behind.]

[The boy's body suddenly stiffened. He slowly turned his head and stared at the man, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.]

[“As expected of Bei Xuan, he is really hard to kill.” The high-level swordsman sneered, pulled out his sword with force, and stared at the boy’s twisted face with a sharp gaze, “Are you in pain? Are you angry? Humph, do you think anger can change the cruel reality before your eyes?”]

[“If you want to blame someone, just blame yourself for being born in an era when swordsmen are declining.”]

[“If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for giving up your bright future and choosing to be an assassin for the Mingyue Palace! You have brought this upon yourself!” The swordsman’s words were like an icicle, piercing the boy’s heart.]

[“Am I wrong…” The boy muttered to himself at the last moment of his life, and his life memories flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. The warm scene of his father teaching him to hold a pen and practice calligraphy in Beixuan.]

[My father was a follower of the "Sword of Freedom". They rose up to fight against the tyrannical emperor. Dongzhou sacrificed many sword masters, and three Apocalypse Knights died in the battle, which brought this brief peace.]

[But the lower class still cannot withstand the overwhelming gunfire, and Dongzhou is weak]

[When the young man saw Ling'er being bullied by the people of the empire, he drew his sword and killed the empire's envoy, causing a huge disaster. He had to hide his identity and leave his hometown.]

[With the help of Ling'er's family, the boy studied at the Xizhou Royal Knights Academy while joining the Mingyue Palace. He secretly transformed himself into the assassin "Bei Xuan" to assassinate the imperial nobles and execute the justice in his heart.]

【However, he was betrayed by his companions. 】

[“You are wrong!” The swordsman looked at the confusion in the boy’s eyes, and a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart. ]

【“I was wrong…” The boy was puzzled. 】

[In a trance, my thoughts drifted back to the morning when I left my hometown. My father’s firm and deep voice rang in my ears like thunder:

"You must remember that no matter how fierce the empire's guns are, or how powerful the Apocalypse Knights are, they can destroy our cities and overthrow our country, but they can never annihilate our brilliant civilization!"]

[“They can never destroy our words.”]

[“Our ancestors worked hard to create three thousand characters, and only then did they create the glory of this sword.”]

[“When you comprehend the essence of the Northern Mysterious Characters, that will be the day when your swordsmanship will be perfected and you will be unrivaled in the world!”]

[The boy recalled the last word his father wrote, one horizontal and one vertical, straight as a sword, unyielding.]

[“I’m! Not! Wrong!” The boy saw all of this, “Freedom cannot be stifled by any force.”]

[The swordsman was furious, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he drew his sword from its sheath, and with a flash of cold light, he fiercely stabbed it into the boy's heart: "Assassin Bei Xuan will be executed today!"]

[The boy did not die immediately. He turned his head slowly and looked at the girl's body beside him with gentle eyes. An apologetic smile appeared on his lips, "I'm sorry..."]

[Tick tock. 】

[Tick tock. 】

[When the boy slowly opened his eyes, he saw a dark figure. It was a man with a cold face and deep eyes, who was staring at him quietly.]

[“Is this the real world?”]

[The young man looked down at the wound that pierced his heart. No one except an "angel" could survive this injury: "This senior..."]

[“Young man, you are dying…” Ning Wushuang said calmly, “But as an old friend, I can fulfill one of your small wishes. Well, any wish will do.”]

[“Old friend?” The young man stared at Ning Wushuang and suddenly laughed, “Senior, you are so arrogant. Can you make any wish? Can you expel the empire? Can you kill the angels? You are just a remnant soul, hiding in the real world, barely surviving…”]

[“Yes.” Ning Wushuang spat out a word coldly.]

[The young man's body trembled suddenly, and he stared deeply into Ning Wushuang's eyes that seemed to have never changed. An indescribable trust quietly took root in silence: "Then what do I need to pay?"]

[“It’s very simple.” Ning Wushuang said, “You just need to hold the sword.”]

[As soon as the words fell, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, with a pile of white bones and an ancient bronze sword stuck in the pile of bones.]

[The young man walked forward without hesitation, and was about to touch the hilt of the sword.]

[Ning Wushuang spoke slowly: "Once you hold the sword, it means you will abandon everything and step into the endless abyss of despair. From now on, there will be no more reincarnation, no more liberation."]

[“Hahahaha,” the young man laughed uncontrollably upon hearing this. His laughter was full of determination and relief. He already had nothing. What else was there to lose?]

[He will fall into the abyss forever! End everything! ]

[He grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the cold touch instantly spread throughout his body. His consciousness began to blur until he fell into complete silence.]

[Only the boy’s last words were left: “Then, I’ll leave all this to you!”]

outside world.

A swordsman raised his sword high, with a cold light flashing, and was about to chop off Bei Xuan's head.

call--

A breeze blew by, bringing a barely noticeable coolness.

The boy's fingers trembled slightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were gray.

all things.

There will be silence.

……

(End of this chapter)