kingnovel Chapter 488 None
Chapter 488 None
"The beginning and the end."
"The beginning and the end."
"The two have been interdependent since the beginning of the universe, and neither can be missing."
The white-haired figure once told the imperial sword users about an even more ancient history of Takama-ga-hara, which was the beginning of the creation of the planet and the past before it was shrouded by the sun of nothingness.
The Origin and the End symbolize the ultimate imperial sword, and it is also the sword of salvation that was born from the shattering of the twelve imperial swords.
However, after the shadow of the sun covered Takamagahara, the origin and the end...these blades that were originally sisters, were eroded and turned into two ends of yin and yang that became increasingly distant.
Eventually, he became the agent of nothingness and transformed into the evil spirit gathered in this world in Takama-ga-hara, which was also the last peak before the Great Sun.
If you cut off this knife and kill this ghost, you can face the sun directly and have the qualifications to embark on the road of saving the world.
What is salvation?
It is to turn the impossible into miracles.
An Ming did not look back. Although his ears were still ringing with Mei's heavy breathing and the fierce collision of swords, he had no choice but to move forward - only by moving forward could he live up to the will of those who had passed away.
There is only one way to save the world, and there is only one person who can be saved.
But An Ming knew that he had countless people accompanying him. Although he was alone on this road, he was not lonely.
Holding the bamboo sword in his palm, every inch of the blade shines with a different kind of brilliance. An Ming has spent his entire life in Izumo trying to find the meaning of existence, which is to cut off the shadow of the sun.
Let every planet have a sky full of stars.
Fighting is no longer the only option, children no longer have to carry a burden all the time from birth, and holding a blade should not be a necessity for survival.
An Ming wants to create a world of infinite glory!
Annie, floating in the air, nodded slightly and pulled out the [True] from her waist, "An Ming, it's connected!"
It really left a meteor-like trail in the air, but before leaving Annie's palm, it still left a last ray of afterglow, which was the last knife she had accumulated.
Ying also understood Annie's idea. Frost erupted like the sky opening, releasing the last fierce cold wave, surging like a frozen tsunami, freezing thousands of blood sin spirits.
Frost was then lifted up and thrown towards An Ming.
The country of Izumo broke 733 swords and forged 12 sacred swords for the protection of the world.
But only by completely destroying the last twelve swords of salvation can we create the opposite of the end——
Zhen and Shuang fell into An Ming's palms, one on the left and one on the right. At this moment, all the twelve Zhao swords were gathered, and the road to salvation spanning dozens of Amber Ages was opened again.
An Ming moved forward step by step, the frost turned into fragments and dissolved in his palms, just like light and shadow dissipating and condensing, and the last two imperial swords were also integrated into his body.
The twelve lights lingering between the bamboo swords gradually condensed into pure white. This snow-white light was sacred and gentle, as if it could soothe all the pain in the soul.
This knife is so resolute that the person holding it will abandon all ways of survival and devote himself entirely to the great cause of saving the world.
Its name is——【Beginning】
The Origin Sword, forged from 745 swords, symbolizes the will of the entire Izumo, all manifested by this sword.
An Ming slowly grasped the Sword of Origin, and the sword he raised upwards was pure white sword intent. The entire Izumo scroll was vividly displayed on the pure white side.
This knife——
"It's called salvation!"
Carrying the hope of the entire Izumo, it steps over the mountain top that must be stepped on to save the world.
Yasuaki will use the Origin to cut off the End, raise the blade in his hand towards Dainichi, and finally complete the act of saving Izumo.
This is how the story should end. They have come here and are standing before the end.
The white-haired ghost silently melted into the [End]. The blood-red halo completely sank at this moment, staining the canvas with a layer of blood and rain. The plains of Takama-ga-hara were the scroll itself, and a huge wave of blood was slashed out.
The bloody spirits wailed and stretched out their arms, trying to escape from the darkness of nothingness, but they were always part of nothingness from beginning to end, and there was no possibility of escape.
Like a collision between two worlds, the fierce confrontation between the beginning and the end fell into a delicate balance.
An Ming changed from holding the knife with his right hand to holding it with both hands. His palms were constantly shattered and regenerated during the fierce confrontation, and blood stained half of his white clothes.
Takama-ga-hara became quiet at this moment. Mei stood there weakly, biting her lower lip and trying to get closer to Anming.
But the erosion of nothingness made her forget important memories in her life with every step she took. Every second she was shrouded in the shadow of the sun, the more memories she lost.
Until even memories become a wasteland of nothingness, and all that can be seen is the incomprehensible past, those who fall into nothingness will no longer be able to feel the beauty of memory.
Today's Takama-ga-hara is the result of being eroded by the void for several Amber Ages. All living things will be transformed into immortal bloody sinful spirits, wandering forever in this dark place.
Sakura has never been one to hesitate, and the thousand cherry blossoms on her waist bloomed freely, but were gently pressed down by the other hand.
Those blue eyes were calm and gentle.
Aini pressed Qianying back into the scabbard, walked to Ying step by step, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Xuejian Ying should be Yu Xuejian Piaoling, you are not a reincarnated person."
"Goodbye, Sakura."
Many fragments of memories flashed through Annie's eyes. With the help of the power of "truth", she had dreamed of many "her" who were not her.
From that moment on, Annie realized that the reality of treating dreams as dreams was just that. She opened her eyes and found that the reality she was in was just another "dream".
Whether it is the warmth in the arms, the folded hands, or the familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
Once she wakes up, the vague happiness will disappear when she wakes up from a light sleep. Annie actually knows that it is not a feeling that belongs to her.
Even if you say it, you are doomed to get no answer.
In the dream, she was just a passerby. No matter what happened between him and him, she would become a background board.
She could not get love in the dream within the dream, or in the "dream" she was in now.
When An Ming was ten years old, Annie saw the vague outline that she always saw in her dreams. In the ten Amber Ages, she had seen countless people in her life, but it was only after An Ming appeared that the vague outline took on a concrete shape for the first time.
She sat on the throne, not daring to open her eyes, fearing that she would no longer be able to control the emotions in her heart.
But the An Ming in front of her was not her An Ming after all. When she saw Ying, Annie realized that she and Ying were the same kind of people and were the background story in her dream.
It is the background story that is mentioned in a few lines at the very beginning of the fairy tale.
The princess in the dream is not her.
But...even if they can't meet again, even if the time spent with him will only turn into pain after it passes, Annie still wants to touch him.
She only touched it briefly.
Peeping at the happiness that does not belong to her from the window, just for a moment. This way, no matter how sad or painful it is, she can continue to move forward towards tomorrow.
Heading towards the road that I have already determined to take, one day, I will meet him again on that road.
One day, she will also become the heroine of the story.
By then, Annie will definitely say out loud what she is thinking, so now is not the time to... wake up from this dream.
The collision between the beginning and the end symbolizes the entirety of the two planets. The energy released during the collision is enough to destroy an entire planet. No one can intervene and change the balance under such circumstances.
"I have a knife."
Annie walked towards the two pure sword intentions step by step, ignoring the scars that were gradually cracking on her cheeks, even though her body was constantly shattered.
It doesn't matter if such a world is fake.
How can it be false to be able to meet you again?
This is the sword intent accumulated for ten Amber Ages, and it is all that Aini has.
In the long past, Annie had faced millions of evil spirits alone. Those life-and-death fights and struggles in desperate situations were all transformed into the intention of this final knife.
This sword intent carries the memory of too many companions who have passed away before its eyes, and also contains the original will.
Annie gently raised her right hand, and the powerful sword intent accumulated in her palm suddenly surged, transforming into a phantom of truth that broke through the shackles of heaven and earth.
She has a knife.
"Kill all the gods in the sky!"
Wherever the truth reaches, darkness will dissipate and nothingness will return to light.
An Ming's pupils shrank slightly. No one knew better than him the consequences of intervening at this moment. Drawing a knife during the collision of two planets was tantamount to suicide.
The violent sword will annihilate everything that comes close into nothingness, regardless of friend or foe.
"Aini——!"
He saw Aini turned her head, her blue eyes showing some reluctance, and she spoke softly:
"If possible, I don't want you to be a hero."
No more fighting to save the world, no more becoming a great hero.
If she was strong enough, An Ming wouldn't have to endure any pain anymore, and he wouldn't have to sacrifice himself to save someone or the world.
"I will save you."
Annie's eyes were so determined that they made An Ming believe in her and fulfill her wish.
The phantom of truth slashed towards [End] without hesitation. Annie was willing to use everything she had to create a moment of turning point and reverse the fate of the two planets.
Her whole life had been leading up to this moment.
The meaning of her existence was to strike this sword in the Battle of Takamagahara.
This is the fate of "Aini".
Maybe one day, they can all choose the ending they want and break the cycle of following the rules.
The future at that time must be an endless wilderness.
The phantom of truth was covered with cracks the moment it came into contact with the end, and in just a second it shattered into countless shining blue fragments.
And in just this short second, [Beginning] opened up a brand new future - opened up unprecedented possibilities among the countless predetermined endings.
That is the miracle.
The dazzling pure white dispersed the blood-red color of the end. At this moment, An Ming seemed to hear the roars of countless people. They raised up the original sword that symbolized the world together and slashed it towards the other side of nothingness!
Amidst the majestic sword intent, a gentle shadow transformed into two hands that touched An Ming's cheeks, and Annie, who was gradually disappearing, looked at him gently.
"Goodbye!"
She let go of his hand and took a few steps back, as if it was a simple farewell.
There were a few crystal tears mixed in with the gradually disappearing figure, which disappeared along with the slashing of the sword.
An Ming clenched [Beginning] with his bloody hands and closed his eyes to prevent tears from flowing. How many more people will have to be sacrificed for this moment?
The road to salvation is a dead end filled with death.
Walking on this path is bound to lead to the loss of many important people, and ultimately, you will be left alone.
Under the dazzling white light, [Final] was cut off by a single sword, and the high sky kingdom that had shrouded Izumo for dozens of Amber Ages finally ended the endless pain at this moment.
It was as if someone patted An Ming's shoulder, and the man who had once saved the world was looking at him: "Go and cut off the sun."
Then it dissipated into smoke, leaving only the Sword of the End, falling to the ground.
——Use all the energy of the two planets and finally forge the two swords that can defeat the world.
The first is the beginning, the second is the end.
It starts with humans and ends with ghosts.
The sounds of breaking pieces ceased, the flowers withered and flourished, the losers returned to nothing, and the winners became empty-until this final sword was forged and turned into the key to the great sun.
An Ming raised the sword that symbolized the "end" of Takamagahara, and the moment it touched the "beginning", the two swords began to slowly merge.
Blood and white continued to interweave, winding and circling along the texture of the knife, like two planets entangled with fate. They collided and merged with each other, and finally turned into this final knife under the sun.
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An Ming raised his head, his black hair turned pale in an instant, and he stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the final sword.
It turns out...it turns out this is the qualification to save the world.
There was not even time to feel sad. All An Ming could do was to keep moving forward. Only in this way could he live up to the determination of those who had passed away.
Ying stared at An Ming's back and whispered softly, "It's like this again."
Once again, An Ming stood at the edge of the world and swung the sharp blade in his hand towards the gods, no matter how many times or what kind of gods he was facing.
After it was finally cut off, the bloody spirit of Takama-ga-hara finally rested in peace, and Mei finally got a chance to breathe.
But when she looked up, she found that there were only three people left in the original team of four.
Mei's eyes trembled slightly. She had known for a long time that coming here meant sacrifice. As a partner, all she could do was to inherit that will and move forward.
There is no turning back. If they turn back, what about Izumo?
Where can she escape to in her hometown?
Mei saw the knife in Anming's hand. The blade, which symbolized nothingness, seemed to announce the ending of nothingness in advance.
Unlike the end of Takamagahara, the sun that always hangs high in the sky is a true god. Just an unintentional shadow can easily destroy two planets.
Humans will not remember how many ants they have stepped on, and gods will not care about the small planet in the shadow.
There is not even the slightest chance of winning against such a god.
That path to salvation may have been an empty lie from the beginning to the end. Even if it has come to this point, Izumo is just retracing his past in Takama-ga-hara.
Isn’t that white-haired ghost the proof that Takamaga-hara once saved the world?
Mei gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, determined to walk to An Ming, but in the end she couldn't say a word.