Crossing the Collapsed Iron, I, a humanoid succubus, embrace the beauties

Because he didn't want to see the figure holding a red paper umbrella, holding a knife, and walking forward alone in tears under the endless black rain.

I am lucky enough to live my life again, but what is the point if I cannot change everything I don’t like and grasp all the good things?

I have made a promise in my heart, so... I must keep my promise to protect you!

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Chapter 32: The Lonely Girl with a Knife

The two planets, their tragic destinies intertwined, are dancing an eternal round dance around the dark sun.

The planet below was named "Izumo" by the humans who were born on it, and they called the unreachable world in the sky "Takamagahara", and then began the evolution and development of their own social process.

However, this peaceful and prosperous life was completely shattered one day.

[Eight Million Gods] descended from Takamagahara. Although they were named gods, they were actually evil beasts that came to hunt and destroy. The weak human bodies and ridiculous cold weapons were easily torn apart by them like thin paper.

The heaven and earth changed, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and fire and scorched earth spread all over the land of Izumo.

At times of life and death, humans always have the courage to risk everything, so they use all their national strength to kill the newly descended evil god and forge swords with his animal body and bones. Thus, the first sword that stole divine power came into being.

The sword wielder can recite the mantra engraved on the blade to gain the divine power of Takamagahara to bless himself, thereby fighting against the evil gods and saving the world from the tide of collapse.

During the long and arduous conquest, Izumo, with his fearless sacrifice, slayed one evil beast after another in the sky, broke 733 swords in the world, and created 12 world-protecting swords.

They each have a magical power that is enough to kill evil gods, and they are [Zhen], [Tian], [Ming], [Lan], [Shuang], [Ming], [Lie], [Jue], [Chu], [Qian], [Shu], and [Ku].

With the stolen "divine power", this country developed rapidly, opened up the Izumo star under its feet, and established a dazzling human city-state.

At this time, Takama-ga-hara disappeared into the clouds, and no evil gods descended anymore.

All humans in Izumo are cheering and celebrating the hard-earned victory. They are also looking forward to the subsequent prosperity and development, which will allow them to get a glimpse of the mysterious kingdom of the gods in the sky, or even leave their hometown and rush to the starry sky.

However, those who steal divine power will eventually be corroded by karma and finally turn into ferocious "ghosts".

The first to be infected were the soldiers who had fought against the evil gods on the front lines. They became like zombies and launched indiscriminate attacks on humans.

Fortunately, these can be easily suppressed with the help of the army, but the most terrifying thing is that the holders of the World-Protecting Sword have been corroded and turned into evil spirits one after another, wielding the blade that no longer protects the world and swinging it at their own kind.

The dead and the injured were all transformed into mindless, painless, and unaware of their relatives by the divine power of the sword.

"Is our fight really meaningful? Is there still hope for humanity?"

On a rainy night, a blue-purple figure holding a red paper umbrella handed the last imperial sword in his hand, which he had used for many years, to the famous swordsmith in front of him, and then murmured in a low voice.

She was the only one among the sword wielders who had not been transformed into a demon. She cooperated with countless armies and finally used all her strength to eliminate all the evil demons holding the imperial sword.

But even so, everything still cannot be stopped. As if it is an eternal calamity, more and more ordinary people in Izumo Kingdom are entangled by the divine power remaining on the ground and become ghosts.

Faced with this endless pressure, the top leaders decided to break twelve swords and forge them into two swords.

"We can only believe that this is still a good time, because we... have already reached the point of no return, right?"

Hearing this, the old man looked at the tall girl with long hair like a waterfall, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

But when he saw the last imperial sword being melted down and mixed with other imperial swords with the same fate to begin tempering, a hint of complexity appeared in his turbid eyes.

"I hope so. I can put an end to this before I too...completely turn into a ghost."

The girl thought of the image of the two-horned white-haired ghost she turned into when she drew her sword. She looked at the sky which had turned blood red without her knowing when, and the dark rain which kept falling. She was silent for a while before she slowly spoke.

The eight hundred evil gods who had retreated for unknown reasons and the disappearance of Takama-ga-hara hung over her heart and the sky above Izumo like a cloud of despair and doubt...

The girl waited quietly in the rain with an umbrella all night, during which time she killed dozens of attacking evil spirits with her outstanding boxing and kicking skills. Then she quietly took out the makeup tools she carried with her and touched up her makeup several times.

By dawn, two brand new imperial swords were forged.

She could sense that the divine power contained in it was even greater than before, and the corresponding corrosive force was also becoming stronger.

But the girl took it without any hesitation, without even looking at it, and just said "thank you for the knife" before turning around and walking into the rain, heading towards the road of killing ghosts... or the unknown road.

"The one who was chosen or the one who chose the sword? Who can tell whether tomorrow will exist?"

The old man sighed in an incomprehensible hoarse voice, and without looking at the dark clouds that were about to dissipate in the sky, he continued to forge swords with his disciples.

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The gloomy sky, the ruined city, the endless black rain fell, and the blue-purple figures moved and chopped freely in the wasteland and ruins.

Each swift and sharp blade light, as fast as thunder, could cut off dozens of surrounding evil spirits, and the broken limbs and fragments flew everywhere as she kept moving forward.

The girl no longer held the umbrella. She had "End" hanging around her waist and "Beginning" in her hand. With every eruption of divine power, she was increasingly tainted by the so-called karma.

She didn't know how long her will could resist such erosion. Although she didn't seem to be losing control, she felt like she had forgotten something. The faces of her former teammates seemed to be gradually becoming blurred...

Perhaps the long battle made the girl a little tired, and the repeated use of divine power allowed her to enter another form.

A ghost with white hair, red eyes, and two horns of equal length, with blood-colored lines spreading on the body wrapped in clothes.

The white-haired ghost replaced the imperial knife in his hand with the sword at his waist, then looked at the tireless and endless evil ghosts, and took the initiative to rush towards them, swinging the long knife in his hand at will.

The cold light was as sharp as ice, just like the indifference on the girl's face.

The blade is not for the sake of bravery, it is only for saving the world.

Even though all this is as fleeting and illusory as the morning dew, she still has to draw her sword for something, to cut through obstacles and to sense existence.

At a certain moment, the white-haired ghost holding a knife suddenly stopped and a tragic smile appeared on his face.

It’s not that all the infected ghosts have been destroyed, nor is it that she can’t resist the erosion and will become one of them.

But the sudden downpour of black rain and the reflection of it on the water made the girl feel powerless and desperate. It seemed that at that moment, all the strength in her body had been drained and she could no longer muster the will to fight.

The thick, inky clouds in the sky have quietly dispersed, revealing the truth hidden within.

It was not the mysterious Takama-ga-hara, but only a huge dark sun hanging high in the sky.

It neither exudes a terrifying aura nor has a ferocious or majestic appearance. It just hangs high in the sky quietly, but everything around it becomes nothingness under its cover.

"So...it doesn't matter whether we win or lose, because the outcome has already been determined."

The white-haired girl spoke in an inaudible voice, pulled out the sword from her waist, and pointed the two swords at the silent dark sun. It was hard to tell whether the expression on her pretty face was a smile or tears.

Chapter 33: It is the devil, it is the god, it is the sharp blade that breaks the sun!

The dark sun slowly spreads and gradually sets, turning everything it passes into nothingness, welcoming its destination.

Such great power seems unstoppable.

In front of this dark sun, the Izumo star is as small and weak as an ant and can only silently wait for the arrival of nothingness.

The white-haired, two-horned girl holding two swords stood still, looking at the many evil spirits that gathered around her. She sighed softly, then swung out her swords together, chopping them into pieces.

It seemed as if the power contained in the two swords was used for the first time at the same time. The two swords produced a strange resonance, forcibly broke free from the hands of their owners, collided with each other, and turned into a pair of long swords with black handles and blood-red blades.

There is no cold light, nor is it sharp.

The girl held it in her hand, and the sudden breath made her murmur, "Is this [Nothing]..."

"Izumo broke 733 swords, and in the end, all of them returned to nothing... So the road to tomorrow has already come to an end."

She looked at the setting sun, the smile on her face was cold. Whether it was despair or hope, it seemed that nothing could be resisted.

But if you hold the knife, you always have to pull it out and cut something.

The girl's eyes were determined as she pointed the knife at the seemingly boundless dark sun. The power of nothingness was surging in the knife and in her body.

Using nothingness to slash nothingness, it seemed that the outcome was predictable. Once the knife was swung, nothing could be reversed, but she knew that this was already destined.

"I'll do it."

A clear voice suddenly came with the wind, and she looked at the ghost-faced man who suddenly appeared beside her with her eyes narrowed. The pair of gorgeous golden wings behind him were particularly conspicuous.

"That is nothingness. Facing Him, it's the same for everyone."

At this moment, the girl was in no mood to care about the other party's strength and identity, or where he came from, she just spoke lightly.

"It's just a shadow cast by Him. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Lin Lanjian was not very sure about what he said, but he still shook his head slightly at her, "When you swung your sword, the entire Izumo disappeared into nothingness before the dark sun set."

“It makes no difference.”

The white-haired ghost still held his composure, his face indifferent and his tone calm.

But Lin Lanjian clearly saw the hint of sadness deep in the girl's red eyes, which was obviously not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

"Since there is no difference, how about I go first?"

He smiled, said nothing more, and flew straight into the sky.

Why must we plunge into nothingness?

The girl was puzzled, but she did not rush to swing the knife in her hand. Instead, she looked at the man in the sky silently. Perhaps she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, although she knew it was just a foolish dream.

The surviving Izumo citizens were already in a state of panic, wailing and screaming.

But at this moment, they all seemed to have noticed something. They looked up at the sky covered by shadows, where there was a faint figure standing in the air.

Hope arose instantly, and no matter how much or how little, people prayed, hoping that this was the true god who could save the world and come to Izumo.

Some of them were so excited that they used the existing observation tools to see that it was a black-haired man in white clothes and a ghost face, with a pair of mysterious wings fluttering gently behind him.

He is elegant and graceful, but he is wearing a hideous ghost mask. I wonder if he is a ghost or a fairy?

But as long as it can save the world, I am afraid that everything will be worshipped as a god by these survivors.

The reason why Lin Lanjian wore the ghost mask was naturally to show off his identity. If he could really save the world successfully, he could then let the market development department come and take over and restore the Izumo Kingdom, and those survivors would naturally agree without any hindrance because of him.

Moreover, when Izumo connects with the interstellar space, he will not be able to hide himself, and his true identity will be posted on the Internet. Then, wherever he goes, he will be surrounded by some crazy women.

"I'm about to reveal all my cards. I hope I won't be disappointed. After all, I just said in front of Huang Quan that there's no problem."

Lin Lanjian hung high in the air, chuckling and talking to himself. The vast power of gods and demons was mobilized, and he drove the laws of light and darkness to attach to Cangwu and himself.

Then he rushed towards the dark sun like an ant trying to shake a tree. The white-haired girl below was stunned by his suicidal move.

With the blood of the three races of humans, gods and demons united as one, Lin Lanjian instantly reached the strength of a high-level envoy on the way. Raging devil fire and dazzling flames burned on his body and quickly spread outwards.

Large patches of black rain were directly vaporized by the evaporating heat waves.

Driving the Lingyun Wings at an extremely high speed, Lin Lanjian's tiny figure, like an ant, fearlessly plunged into the dark sun in the next moment, like a drop of water melting into the sea, without causing a single ripple.

At that moment, he felt that time had stopped at this moment. There was nothing in sight, no darkness or light.

But the gradually fading body was reminding Lin Lanjian how terrifying nothingness was!

If it were not for the protection of the laws of light and darkness, he would have been reduced to nothingness the moment he came into contact with this dark sun. But now the situation is very bad. In just a few breaths of time, he will be completely assimilated by this force.

Although he has the ability to save his life, Lin Lanjian will not wait for the passive ability to be triggered.

"It's enough to burn a flesh and blood body once!"

He roared like a wild beast, and his soul and body were instantly ignited by an invisible fire, squeezing out endless energy that erupted wantonly!

The astonishing roar actually penetrated the dark sun where time and space seemed to have stopped, and reached Izumo outside.

People's hearts, which had just calmed down, were lifted up again. The girl with the knife also looked fixedly at the sky, and there seemed to be a little expectation gathering in her eyes.

Life was burning rapidly, suddenly heading towards the lowest point, and at the same time also contributing surging energy, stirring in Lin Lanjian's body.

His strength reached the pinnacle of the envoy in an instant!

His entire body was covered with powerful light and dark forces, and two-colored flames were burning, constantly being extinguished by nothingness, and then surging up again.

The barrier has been touched, but it is as unshakable as a mountain, and it is indestructible even under the scorching flames of life.

Lin Lanjian's face was calm. He slowly raised the Cangwu that was reflecting the divine light and activated the overwhelming power in his body. He did not change his expression even when his life was about to burn to the lowest point, like a brave man who was not startled by sudden danger.

It seemed like a moment had passed, and yet it seemed to have become an eternity.

His life burned to the very last bit, but suddenly stopped. A huge amount of energy that came from nowhere poured into his body, causing Lin Lanjian's aura to surge again in an instant!

The indestructible barrier began to tremble!

The talent of a last-ditch fight was triggered, and the released energy quickly strengthened its owner.

Ding--

At the same time, something on Lin Lanjian's body seemed to shatter. The crisp sound seemed to have magical power, and the world became quiet at this moment.

"Xuanlan Dream Slash."

He did not hesitate any longer, and with a low shout in his heart, he swung the ancient sword in his hand.