I'll kill you after I finish this game!

No… After struggling to open his eyelids, Modoro’s blurry vision caught sight of the petite girl’s crying face.

Ah... This feeling of returning, the warm feeling of returning to the womb, is indeed in this girl.

What he had always ignored and looked down upon had now become the only thing he had in his destitute nighttime journey.

I possessed it from the beginning and I will possess it at the end, but I never realized it.

This kind of person is probably the perfect example of a fool who is blinded by a single leaf.

Yumen Ryusui raised her hand and used a healing spell to heal the wounds of Yexing lying on the ground. Looking at Yexing, who was weak and powerless in her memories of both her past and present lives, the tearful girl took a deep breath.

"...Lord Nightwalker, why is this happening? What is wrong with you...? Please don't fall asleep, stand up! For you, a god of seeking the way of death, to die in the Pure Land of the Underworld is simply the most ridiculous joke in the world..."

They reunited with the clone that Modoro had left in the ruins, but the clone suddenly collapsed.

Since it was something she had created herself, Yumen Ryusui naturally had an inseparable connection with Modoro Yoru. The moment the other party's life force weakened, she immediately rushed to his side.

The first thing that catches the eye is Matara Night Walk, struggling in the River of Souls like a powerless puppet.

The divine power is gone, the incantation power is gone, and the Tai Chi is gone. It's like a weak, powerless mortal about to die... It's about to break down.

Heartache, panic, shock, heartbreak... a series of emotions welled up from my heart.

“Ahh…”

Modoro's broken throat uttered a hoarse sound, and his lifeless eyes looked at the girl crying for him, his heart filled with a deep sense of melancholy and complexity.

Why? Why are you crying?

Is he crying for himself? For this toy of his?

Originally, I felt I should feel resentment and anger towards Mikado Ryusui's Matara Yoko, but I felt that I couldn't feel any such negative emotions rising in my heart.

Why? Because of those eyes in the blurred vision of the night.

In those tearful eyes, there was no contempt or condescension, nor any feeling of treating him like a toy.

You are more important than anything else... This love, which I once despised and didn't care about, envelops Modoro's Night Journey.

Please don't die! Don't go!

A tearful voice reached Ye Xing's ears, and tiny fingertips gently stroked Ye Xing's cold cheeks, overflowing with love in an effort to convey warmth as much as possible.

"Cough... Haa..."

Looking at the scene before him, Modoro Nightwalker couldn't help but let out a hoarse laugh.

It's ridiculous, isn't it? It's like another creator is crying for you.

Why is she crying? I don't understand at all.

I originated from my father, but it was Mikado Ryusui who created me.

It's just that the artwork is broken, what's there to cry about? It's incomprehensible why you're making such a big deal out of it.

Don't act like I'm your favorite, shedding those ridiculous tears for me.

I am just an object; if I break, I can just throw it away.

I will embrace you, I will always be with you, my beloved, cheer up... This message is just like the goddess of dusk.

However, the girl before him did not embrace the souls of the world's myriad phenomena, but only the soul of the man, Modoro the Night Walker.

Night walk...towards this petite, immature goddess before me—

"Ahhh...what a pity..."

A strange, complex smile appeared on his lips. For some reason, Modoro no Yoru no longer wanted to struggle, nor did he have the strength to struggle anymore.

He slowly closed his eyes, letting his consciousness sink into the deathly darkness, and under the watchful eye of the weeping woman, he continued to fall into the abyss of death.

Perhaps this isn't so bad?

As Modoro walked at night, thinking this, with feelings that were so incongruous with him, he completely relaxed his physical strength.

Unlike before, this time there will be no father to save him and rebuild his body and soul. Once he's dead, he's dead, and there's no way to turn back from the precipice of death.

The God of Death, who sought the Way of Death, died in the underworld, a place overflowing with death. As Longshui said, it was quite comical.

"...You're kidding, right?...Don't joke around, Lord Yagyou."

Holding the remains of Modoro the Night Walker, he shook them repeatedly, but received no response.

Yumen Ryusui's hand touched Yexing, but the other party remained motionless, no longer feeling any warmth of life.

"...What exactly happened, Your Majesty the God Emperor!?"

Feeling panicked and helpless, Mikado Ryusui turned to look at Rai Zhe, who was sitting on the Nether Stone not far away, hoping to get help.

Although she had never seen the true face of the Divine Emperor of Shenzhou in her previous life, a woman's intuition combined with a sense of familiarity naturally led Yumen Longshui to learn the identity of the shop manager, Lei Zhe's other identity.

Lei Zhe, sitting on the Nether Stone beside the River of Souls, watched the scene before him with great interest. He had guessed what had happened, from the fact that Ye Xing's body and soul had been completely renewed, to the storm that had shaken the entire God Throne Universe.

The fact that Mercury Serpent used Modoro's nighttime travel to transmit information was already a situation that Reiji tacitly approved.

However, Lei Zhe did not expect this to happen. He was not Bo Xun. Why did he have to go to such lengths during the night?

However, regardless of the circumstances, the other party was still on their side. Faced with Long Shui's request for help, Lei Zhe casually replied:

"He went to explore his origins and learned the truth about himself. The one who can save him is not me, but you, Mikado Ryusui..."

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Yumen Ryusui was startled. Did Yexing already know the truth?

So now... is it that you can't accept that everything about you stems from her wishes?

Looking at the silent Yumen Ryusui, Lei Zhe sighed softly. He understood and comprehended that feeling.

Wasn't he also keeping it from Xiaoyou? Once he found out the truth, he would definitely be reprimanded or have a big argument with her.

Without saying anything more, the moment Lei Zhe stood up, his figure completely disappeared from Yumen Longshui's sight.

"..."

As Yumen Ryusui gritted his teeth and looked at the lifeless Motara Yasuo in his arms, a deep sense of resentment rose within him.

What a joke! This man is her ideal (toy)! She can't accept it if he breaks down like this. — Perhaps Mikado Ryusui himself doesn't realize this, but if there are other people around, that's the impression Mikado Ryusui gives.

As for Mataro Night Walker, the being whose personality he himself had given, how could Mikado Ryusui possibly accept his disappearance like this?

So what if they know the truth? Is it really necessary to act like this, risking everything? They haven't even gotten close to him yet!

Night travel is her ideal, and she will do anything to achieve it.

"I absolutely do not accept this ending!!"

Her own man gave up on her own—what a joke! He died here like a piece of trash. I absolutely cannot condone that.

Therefore, he will not back down; Matara Yagyō is the man (owner) of Mikado Ryūsui.

Lord Nightwalker, please forgive your rudeness and selfishness.

If you lose your power, take it back; if you lose your heart, mend it.

Countless talismans surged from Yumen Longshui's body, rapidly swirling and surrounding the two of them.

The spell, a dimensional rift that Nightwalker excels at, now separated the two of them from the real dimension.

Longshui and Yexing disappeared from this place, vanishing on the bank beside the Soul River.

but.......

"Tsk, doing something like this in a sacred place..."

Because of the previous turmoil in the God Throne universe, Skadi, who went to the God Throne Singularity to confirm that nothing was wrong, noticed the strangeness on the Soul River side when she returned. After glancing at it from a distance, she curled her lips.

Skadi didn't pay too much attention to the situation of Matara's Night Journey. After all, as Mikado Ryusui said, it was as ridiculous as Blue Silver Entanglement being able to entangle Mara to death in the Pure Land of the Underworld.

With a wave of her hand, Skadi casually created a small world on the other side of the Soul River, providing a place for the two young people to have fun, while she went to continue approving the documents related to the Pure Land.

P.S.: This is 9,000 words. The plot will probably jump to the part where Mara descends. However, the scene of the seven gods fighting Mara, including Twilight, Mercury, Gold, Moment, Wheel, Black Heaven, and Crimson, needs to be polished.

Bo Xun's prestige absolutely cannot be lowered, and the Seven Gods' lineup is also the top lineup of all previous God Thrones, so they wouldn't be afraid to attack any of the previous God Thrones.

Therefore, the author had to strike a balance. The Seven Gods certainly couldn't defeat Mara head-on, but they also couldn't afford to lose too decisively. This delicate balance in the plot was somewhat difficult for the author to control.

Chapter 53 Night Walk Resurrection, Battle Situation Deep Within the Throne of the Supreme God

What is death? It is the end of life, the end of existence, and the most just and equitable rest for all things.

During his night travels, Modora 'saw' the afterlife and felt a tranquility that made all his worries and troubles disappear.

After rest, all troubles will disappear.

Is this what the Black Knight was after? Modoro Nightwalker couldn't help but think this way with his remaining thoughts, and at that moment he felt surprisingly good about it.

Death only happens once, which is why life is meaningful.

He lived a life filled with pride and honor, but ultimately met a tragic end; that was still him.

This darkness of death is my final destination, but...

"【petition---】"

Suddenly, in the darkness where the concept of sound was utterly impossible, a gentle voice reached Modoro's consciousness. The voice carried prayer, plea, and love, saying:

"【Please return from beyond the reach of the underworld and appear before me once more. This time, I will witness the truth. Yes, Lord Yagyou is truly alive, not a toy. Please continue to appear before me, before my prayers and ideals. Mikado Ryusui wants to witness... wants to depict that future with you.】"

Truth...reality...reality...true self...everything conveyed by the voice is redrawing an unwavering will.

This gentle yet resolute voice became the voice that summoned Yama back to the mortal world.

thump -- thump -- thump --

The heart, which had been unfelt, began to beat again, and the lifeless soul began to stir, emanating a pure vitality from the intense death, a vitality born from the reversal of extremes.

An endless cliff, a desolate land shrouded in darkness, where souls are lost and helpless as they fall and vanish in an instant.

My memory is already hazy, but I seem to hear something and wonder what is calling to me.

Can I say for sure that I have some recollection? I don't know, I'm not sure, I can't remember.

Because of the dead, thought has long been broken and lost.

The wreckage did not stand up; it remained silent.