Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 489 Yes

I don't want An Ming to die.

But that would mean that Izumo would completely lose his future.

The two ends of the scale are a person and the whole world.

Mei doesn't know what choice she should make, but she knows An Ming's choice. If it were An Ming, she would definitely move forward and complete the great cause of saving the world.

Even though everyone knows that it is a road that leads to death.

"Have you found the reason for your existence?" Mei stood behind An Ming, her right hand tightly gripping the hilt of the knife, her eyes determined.

"I do not know."

The white-haired An Ming slowly turned around, holding [None] and slowly raised it towards Mei.

Mei's eyes were filled with conflicted pain. Saving the world was for the greater good, but before the greater good came An Ming.

Neither of them spoke, but they understood each other's thoughts.

[Mei, defeat me and I won’t leave]

The old words once again echoed in Mei's ears. She solemnly raised the long sword with both hands. This moment seemed to have returned to the past. At that time, they were carefree and did not need to worry about things like saving the world.

Sakura watched the two's actions and sighed softly.

Don't fall in love with him

That was the advice Sakura once gave to Mei. Apparently, Mei only now knew the reason, but she had absolutely no regrets at all.

Being able to fall in love with An Ming is the proudest thing in her life.

I never think that falling in love with An Ming is a wrong choice!

An Ming raised Wu, both he and Mei knew that the other party would never let up.

A ray of sunlight briefly appeared in the dark day, as fleeting as morning dew, revealing the way to the sun.

Mei took a deep breath for a moment, then slashed out with the long sword at an angle. The sword was so fast that one could not even see the trace of its movement. The flash of arc light was the direction of the sword tip.

This is the fastest Beichen Ittoryu that Mei can perform, and it is also the strongest sword after she no longer has the Zhaodao.

Just like Mei doesn't want Anming to die, the same is true for Anming.

Mei, who has lost her imperial sword, is just an ordinary girl with slightly better martial arts skills. How can she accompany him to face the Great Sun?

An Ming knew clearly that Mei's personality would definitely catch up, so he might as well take this opportunity to let Mei stay in a safe area. No matter what the outcome, he wanted Mei to survive.

Staying alive is a selfish thought, and letting Mei live alone is the most selfish act a person can think of.

An Ming knew how cruel this request was, but even so, he wanted Mei to live, to see Izumo's future for him, and the starry sky after that.

Someone has to go and see the saved world for him.

Watching the Beichen Ittoryu moving almost in slow motion in front of him, An Ming did not hesitate. He chose to pass over the sword light at the moment of shocking it, and the tip of the sword landed on Mei's neck.

The outcome is decided in just one move.

Mei smiled lightly with a pale face, "Just like before, I still couldn't keep you."

"At least you have kept his heart," Ying rarely spoke actively. After she finished speaking, she looked at An Ming, her eyes still calm and gentle.

"It seems you have made up your mind."

"Don't look at me like that. I have to strike with that sword... I promised her," Ying said calmly, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

Now Ying only has Qianying's long sword on her waist, which is even more dangerous than when she was holding Frost. The sharp sword intent that emanates all the time is pouring out like a bottle cap that cannot be suppressed.

It is better to say that Sakura is now like a sharp sword that is about to be unsheathed. It is said that it takes ten years to sharpen a sword, but Sakura has been sharpening it for a full ten Amber Ages.

"An Ming!"

Mei dropped the knife in her hand, hugged Anming desperately, and kissed his lips hard. No matter how strong a girl is on weekdays, she would burst into tears at this moment.

She wanted to engrave this moment into her soul and imprint her lover's appearance in her heart forever, never forgetting it.

"I love you...I love you!" Mei repeated it over and over again with tears in her eyes, but eventually she let go of An Ming's hand and left him in tears.

An Ming's right hand trembled for a moment, but finally he tightly grasped [Nothing].

Until now, he no longer has the right to stop.

The road to salvation can only accommodate one person, but he has never been alone.

"Mea Yi..."

His white hair swayed gently in the breeze. An Ming held the blade that saved the world in his hand and did not look back. "Take care."

Ying followed An Ming silently, and the two of them walked one after the other on the field, but now there was no more wailing of the bloody sin spirits.

Takamagahara is the planet closest to the sun, and from here you can go from the shadow to the true nothingness.

The universe has returned to eternal damnation under His shadow, and both Izumo and Takama-ga-hara are just footnotes with ellipsis.

Everything will pass away, only death will remain.

There is no sound in the ocean of nothingness. In the boundless darkness, there is only nothingness.

Every step forward in the shadow of nothingness will make you feel the horrible pressure, while the erosion of nothingness devours your memory and soul like a dark wave.

Sakura stopped when she reached 100 steps. If she continued walking, she would be completely consumed by nothingness.

She looked at An Ming's back and felt inexplicably sad.

He has not seen the sunrise over Izumo, has not spent his youth like a teenager, has not drunk coffee, and does not have many friends...

He has not yet witnessed the world he saved, he has not yet grown up.

This life of reincarnation has been hard enough, and I have experienced so much suffering. Now that I have finally found the meaning of existence——

But he couldn't stop.

The ocean of nothingness is endless, and there is only one person who can save the world.

At this moment, An Ming cannot stop, nor can he fall down.

Behind An Ming is the lights of thousands of homes on an entire planet, the hometown of those warriors who defended their homeland with their blood.

"cherry."

An Ming did not stop or look back, "I will wait for you in the future."

Ying held Qianying tightly, without saying a word, but her eyes were extremely stubborn. She even took another step forward, enduring the intense pain of being eroded by nothingness.

"An Ming, that's the name you gave me."

An Ming smiled and said, "Maybe I'm not as great as the An Ming you know, but this time, I also have a world I want to protect."

"Idiot...An Ming is always An Ming!"

Sakura bit her lower lip hard to prevent the tears from spilling out.

"Then please bring Qianying to me in the future," An Ming continued to walk forward, his back was so determined, "Then... I will come to find you."

He raised the nothingness in his hand, and the next moment the nothingness swept Ying back away like a receding tide. She could only watch the figure getting farther and farther away until it was completely out of sight.

Sakura stood on the edge of nothingness, looking up at the sky to hide the tears that were about to overflow.

In the ocean of nothingness, only the solitary white continues to move forward.

The further he walked in the shadow of nothingness, the more serious the erosion he suffered. An Ming had long forgotten how long he had been moving forward, and even forgot why he kept moving forward.

Why do you want to do such hard work?

Why should a person endure such pain?

Why are you still moving forward?

An Ming forgot everything, he just remembered to keep moving forward.

A pitch-black hand stretched out from the void and covered An Ming's eyes.

"You are nothing but a knife that failed to save the world! What difference will it make if you continue to walk on? You might as well go back and enjoy your last moments!"

Three arms suddenly stretched out from beneath the sea level, tightly pulling An Ming's arms and shoulders.

"The people of Izumo will never thank you! Nothing can be changed by what you have done!"

More hands stretched out from the dark shadows, one after another grabbed An Ming's ankles and dragged him into deeper nothingness.

"Do you know that reincarnation is the most extreme nothingness!"

"Everything will pass, and everything will return to normal. Your salvation is just a lonely boat in the narrow space!"

"Stay, stay, stay—"

Even walking half a step became extremely difficult. Countless hands dragged An Ming down, wrapping his whole body, and empty whispers echoed in his ears.

"who I am?"

Until even his name was forgotten, he fell into the abyss of nothingness and was dragged into deeper nothingness by countless arms.

When I opened my eyes, I could only see the increasingly distant sky and the gradually darkening abyss.

"Since you don't have a name, from today on, you will be called An Ming."

Someone's voice sounded in my ears, so familiar but I couldn't remember it.

"An Ming, don't you want to become a royal swordsman?"

"I won't forget An Ming either!"

"Brother An Ming, I heard you're leaving. Take care on your journey."

"What about you? Have you found the meaning of your existence?"

"In the end, we can only let the world down, but we cannot save it."

"An Ming"

"An Ming"

"An Ming"

That's his name.

Perhaps he had never lived a good life as "Nothing", but since coming to Izumo, he and his important friends have experienced and witnessed so many things——

An Ming found the meaning of existence.

Saving the world has long ceased to be a duty he was entrusted with, but rather his own wish.

The hilt of the sword exuded wisps of golden light, like the first ray of light penetrating the clouds at dawn, faint but firm.

The origin and end of the nothingness were shrouded in dazzling golden light at this moment, and the blood and white turned into a sharp blade that cut through the nothingness.

Existence, Life, Soul, Self, Love.

Because of nothingness, people seek courage from meaninglessness.

Because victory was impossible, people forged the immortal imperial sword with their flesh and blood, and exchanged their lives for the so-called miracle.

Since nothingness is the god of death that destroys everything, let An Ming be the savior who rebuilds the world!

The golden light was like a sharp blade piercing the abyss. For the first time since the birth of nothingness, light appeared under His shadow.

The pitch-black arm began to melt violently under the light, and finally dissipated like dust, and An Ming also walked out of the abyss of nothingness step by step.

When [nothingness] acquires the meaning of existence, it is no longer nothingness.

The real sword of salvation has now appeared in An Ming's palm——

【Have】

Like the only light in the dark night, the stubborn savior walks towards the other side of nothingness.

The light of salvation is the only star in this long dark night.

And at this moment, this star began to burn without hesitation.

This road has buried the remains of too many saviors, this road has countless farewells, and the end of this road will be starless darkness.

Some fly just to fall.

People resolutely embarked on this starless road just to make the civilization in the shadow full of meaning and tell the gods who never glanced at the world that there was a glorious and splendid story here.

9 Never glance at anyone.

But at this moment, two white spots vaguely emerged in the boundless darkness.

When existence appears for the first time in nothingness, it means that it will be the blade that cuts off fate and is the absolute opposite of nothingness.

He is no longer nothing.

His name is An Ming.

The road to salvation continues until this moment, when, after the farewells of countless saviors, someone reaches the end of salvation.

An Ming faced the void and raised the sword of existence called [Existence].

"When nothingness still exists in this world, it is not really nothingness... Only when nothingness passes away is it really nothingness."

The golden glow of existence lit up the blade, and looking back, the past sixteen years in Izumo were the happiest moments of his life.

Those people gave him the meaning of existence and the courage to cut off the sun.

For the people I love, and the whole world behind me—

Merge all of your existence into this sword, swing it, and cut into nothingness!

It starts with nothing and ends with something.

The two white spots seemed to enlarge slightly, and then endless light turned into existence and slashed into nothingness.

Every time the darkness of nothingness faded a little, the light on An Ming's body became dimmer, but nothingness is really too vast, as infinite as the universe. How can a person's existence give meaning to nothingness?

But he carries the significance of the two planets, Izumo and Takamagahara.

In the name of [existence].

"From today on, no one will ever step into the void again!"

The burning star chooses to become part of nothingness, and from then on nothingness is no longer nothingness.

The dazzling white light swept across the dark fields like the wind, and the warm wind blew, as if telling people that the cold winter was over and spring was coming.

"Mom, it's dawn!"

Uesugi Yuan took his mother's hand and ran to the rooftop. In a trance, he saw that the sky was no longer the empty darkness, but a bright light.

More and more people are going out of their homes and looking at the blue sky. How many generations of Izumo people have never seen the real sky?

That was once the direction of the sunrise. When the last star before dawn went out, the next day came.

People bid farewell to the dawn and witness the rising of a new life.

Spring is the season when "death" leaves, and it is also the season when the world sheds its darkness and ushers in a new life.

In memories, photos, and letters, the name "" slowly faded away and turned into nothingness that can never be reproduced.

Later, in order to commemorate the heroes who saved the world, people erected monuments on the lawn where the first ray of sunlight at dawn shone.

On an inconspicuous tombstone in the corner, there is no epitaph like the other tombstones, and there is not even a name.

【salvation】

He doesn't need a name.

He doesn't want to be remembered.

Only the sword intent with a cold glow wrote the word "save the world" for the owner of the tombstone.

The sword was extremely sharp, as if it had been sharpened for dozens of amber epochs.

[End of simulation]