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The rain was getting heavier.

The raindrops actually hit the lens directly.

Until the entire scene was obscured by heavy rain.

Huang Quan's figure was also washed away by the rain, gradually becoming blurred and indistinct.

Darkness descended once more.

Only Huang Quan's own voice remained.

"that's enough."

"Before they completely disappear."

"I will reach the end of nothingness (the IXth organization)."

The sound vanished along with the rain, turning into nothingness.

The short video is filled with suggestive shots and mysterious dialogue.

This scene stirred a sense of excitement even among viewers who hadn't yet grasped its meaning.

They sensed that something terrifying was about to awaken.

That will also be the final prelude to the power of nothingness.

In the darkness.

Huang Quan's eyes reappeared before the audience.

His pupils reflected Sand Gold's figure, the golden sky behind him, and the dense meteor shower falling from the sky.

In front.

Ji Zi and Lao Yang each stepped forward and brandished their weapons.

Behind the two were the worried March 7th and Star.

next second.

All that remains in the shot is Huang Quan's boots as he strides forward.

The heavy thud of the high heels on the ground made a crisp sound.

A clear spring gushed forth from beneath her feet.

Everything around seemed to freeze in time with the footsteps of the Yellow Springs.

The synthesizer keys, after being distorted, began to play.

The multiple timbres make it difficult to distinguish whether it is a whistling sound, a piano key, or a shamisen.

The melody, with its complex timbre, is also incredibly simple, melodious, and gentle, carrying a hint of sorrow.

In this music.

The black spring water spread outwards from the foot of the Yellow Springs.

And all around, raindrops had appeared, and as always, they remained suspended in the air.

Under the watchful eyes of the audience.

Huang Quan slowly raised her right hand, and the red datura flower, symbolizing death, began to spread from her fingertips.

It covered the whole body in the blink of an eye.

A drumbeat sounded, accompanied by a sigh from the underworld.

"I wish to mourn for the deceased, my tears falling like rain, filling the river."

The electric guitar suddenly started playing at that moment, tearing apart the original sorrow.

Huang Quan raised the sword with both hands, his right hand already resting on the hilt.

In the video, her long hair is all white, her eyes are bloodshot, and tears of blood fall from her left eye.

Amidst blood and tears, a fleeting illusion lingers.

That was the figure of a girl dressed in white, with two horns on her head and carrying a large katana.

In the gloomy, gray rain, the girl stood quietly in the graveyard of swords.

All of a sudden!

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A crimson lightning bolt descended from the sky, tearing apart all memories.

The rapid drumbeats were accompanied by booming thunder.

Below this.

The knife was finally pulled from Huang Quan's hand.

The void of night, following the unsheathed blade, devours everything.

Beneath the scattered crimson lightning.

Everything around it, including the golden sky of sand gold, was stained black and white.

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between heaven and earth.

Only the Yellow Springs remain.

The red lightning on her body was the only color in this black and white space.

After the blade was fully drawn.

The rapid drumbeats suddenly slowed down, then were drowned out by a jarring electronic synthesized sound.

“…like a surging tide, leading you home.”

With Huang Quan's words.

The red blade sliced ​​through the water and danced towards the sky.

At first, it was just a flash of red light.

But next second.

The light of the sword became the only visible color in the world.

It passed through the chips and rushed straight towards the sky of gold dust.

It lacked the immense power that the audience had imagined.

Yes, there are, but they are just black and white lines.

All colors and existence are encompassed within this space of black and white.

Everything around seemed to have been hit by a terrifying hurricane, and all the chips were blown away.

Even the physical form of these chips gradually dissolved into it.

The once imposing Sand Gold could only now shield itself with its hands.

It's like the most powerless action an ordinary person would instinctively take when facing a hurricane.

23. In front of him was a beam of white light, and behind him was a shadow that was stretched and distorted, taking up half the screen.

Between black and white.

Only red lightning flashed and appeared from time to time.

The laughable resistance was ultimately futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Sand Gold let out a painful groan as his body was engulfed by white light.

Above the sky.

A red crack was trembling, tearing a hideous wound from the barrier constructed by the protective power.

Bang!

Like shattered glass, the entire barrier was completely cleaved open by Huang Quan's strike!

White light surged wildly from the crack! Thunder tore at the remaining material!

Just in the blink of an eye.

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The shockwaves caused by the Yellow Springs surged outwards in all directions.

It caused the entire Pinocchio complex to tremble.

But all great power eventually comes to an end.

All the intense music, the howling wind.

They gradually elongate, dissipate, until they disappear, and return to calm once more.

now.

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It was already a complete mess.

The sky that once covered this place has been torn to shreds, leaving only a few dissolving black and red remnants that represent its former existence.

Huang Quan stood amidst the frozen raindrops, slowly sheathing his blade.

The moment the blade returns to its sheath.

Huang Quan, whose body was now only blood red, black and white, also returned to his original appearance.

The stillness of time began to pass, and countless raindrops turned into a torrential downpour.

on the screen.

All that remained was the patter of raindrops hitting the ground.

The gold dust and the sky, which had just left some traces, have been completely washed away by the raindrops.

It was as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.