From the human world to heaven, all living beings need to look up to see that the once bright and cool starry sky is now covered by colorful waves. The stars are extinguished, and the colors are smudged. The sky looks like countless rainbows flowing, and every second is unpredictable and dreamy.
"What a beautiful painting." A child clapped his hands and laughed.
It is indeed a painting, with the sky as its canvas and the world as its paint. There is no technique at all. All the paint is simply sprinkled on it, and billions of colors present an extremely gorgeous beauty under the influence of the laws.
But gradually, everyone's attention was focused on the only star at the other end of the colorful sky.
When the night sky is full of shining stars, no one will pay attention to one star. But now, when the splendor drowns out the stars, this star that still shines stubbornly is like the last protagonist on the stage, noble, cold, lonely and powerful.
This painting, which is unrivaled in the virtual world, still cannot overshadow the brilliance of the most ancient stars.
In the starry heaven, Xinglu and other angels knelt down one after another, tears streaming down their faces, choking silently, and clasping their hands together. They were not praying for their own fate, but for the well-being of God.
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On the seventh level of the Void Realm, the colorful waves held Ash up like a throne. He looked down at the stars who were half-kneeling on the ground below. The latter only managed to stay from falling down by leaning on the Sword of Starlight. The dress woven from the galaxy was covered with scars, his virtual wings were drooping, and divine blood that sparkled with starlight could not stop flowing from the corners of his mouth.
The power of the Colorful Broken Lake penetrated her soul and body. Although she looked not seriously injured on the outside, she was actually shattered inside and couldn't even stop the bleeding.
This moment is just like that moment.
It was just that Fanxing was standing on the top of the train, and Ash was in the sports car below. At that time, Fanxing was the supreme magician who was about to take the world into his hands, and Ash was a mortal magician who had not even set foot in the realm of God.
The gap between them then was even greater than it is now.
Fanxing seemed to be thinking the same thing as him. She looked up at Ash, and a barely perceptible smile seemed to pass across her calm face. Although she was suffering from injuries close to collapse, her eyes were brighter than ever, as if they contained the starry sky for thousands of years.
Her body surface glowed with faint starlight. Although it could not illuminate the sea of stars, it was purer than any other color. Even the colorful ocean could not erode it in the slightest.
Even if the stars go out, she will still be the star standing at the top of the magician civilization.
But it also means that she is the only one who has not been integrated into the colorful world.
The bound gods can bring all the magic in the world under their control, and the only one that is ineffective is against the magic supreme of the same rank.
Of the concept of a magician, only she is a fragment left.
Ash came down, looked at her as an equal, and said, "I just tried my best."
Fanxing coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the Starlight Blood instantly fell into the colorful ocean and turned into a part of it. She let out a long breath, with a hint of regret on her face: "It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see the perfect Eight Wings. Perhaps the right life always passes by perfection."
"Stars," Ash said, choosing his words carefully: "You—"
"I can't give you back your girl." Fanxing interrupted him: "Maybe you have the ability to separate her from my soul now, but it's not my style to leave my fate to others. Just think of it as me killing her."
She managed to straighten up, but that was all she managed. "I lost. Although I can say that you only borrowed the power of the Distant End, I also have thousands of years of preparation, and I also stole the bond between you and Fili and borrowed your virtual wings... I was defeated miserably."
"You who pursued perfection won, and I who insisted on being right lost. Maybe I was right once, but now the world no longer needs me, it only needs you."
"Just like the stars shift, the sun rises and the moon sets, even eternal truths may change, let alone the melody of fate?"
Fanxing took a deep breath, suppressed all the injuries, and glowed with a more radiant look than ever before. The blood and injuries could not hide her extraordinary beauty. She was like a star that was about to die, burning out the last of its fuel and bursting out with a brilliance that illuminated the universe.
She held the sword of millions of stars tightly in both hands, and the star-blue virtual wings spread freely, but the colorful tail feathers she borrowed from Ash disappeared. It was not that she could not borrow Ash's virtual wings, but that she gave up the extra external force, leaving only her own star-blue color.
This is her strength, her life, and everything to her.
At this moment, the stars are not spreading their wings for victory, but for the end.
"Let's use the fall of the most ancient stars," the stars looked at Ash's gorgeous and majestic wings from afar, with a firm tone and a solemn expression, "to show the glory of the Lord of the Void Realm."
Ash looked at her quietly, in silence for a long time, until the divine blood could no longer stop flowing from the corners of Fanxing's mouth. He finally stretched out his hand and condensed the colorful colors into a sharp blade that surpassed all weapons in the world.
Fanxing smiled. She no longer maintained the noble and cold "wise king attitude". Her smile from the heart was exactly the same as Fili's, sweet and lovely, radiant, with eyes slightly narrowed, and excitement emanating from every raised eyelash.
Seven-winged miracle: Falling stars.
She transformed into a ray of brilliant starlight, sweeping across the colorful ocean in an unstoppable trajectory. Her soul and body simply could not withstand such a powerful miracle and shattered everywhere. The moment the blood flowed out of her body, it evaporated into blood mist.
Fanxing completely gave up on defense. She had no way of defending herself. She would even be shattered after this sword.
But because of this, she successfully burned up the last of her source of energy and poured all her energy into this sword!
All the brilliant colors were dimmed at this moment, and on the huge world stage, only the brilliant trace of this sword remained!
Even Fanxing felt that she had reached the limit of her swordsmanship, and she was very confident that Ash could not swing a sword more brilliantly than this.
Great, there couldn't be a more perfect ending than this, she thought.
In the end, I was also a fool pursuing "perfection", begging for Ash's mercy like a crying child to put a perfect end to my life.
But I was able to accept this ending so calmly, it was almost as if... I had expected this to happen a long time ago.
Is it the Star Cage? Or the Battle of Hell? Or is it the dialogue in the sea of stars six days ago
It seems that every time we meet, I am surprised at his stupidity and persistence. But every time I am surprised, I can't help but imagine the possibility of him successfully creating a miracle.
if…
No, there are no ifs.
Even if I could do it again, I would still do it this way.
It’s just that the world didn’t have room for perfection before, so my correctness became the main character. Now that the world has developed to the point where we can pursue perfection, the outdated correctness should also exit the stage of history.
I have reached the end of the right path, and now is the end.
The starlight and the splendor collided with each other in one thousandth of a second, the law of the annihilation of time and space collapsed, and even the seventh level of the virtual realm lost all its colors, shaking as if it was collapsing!
No.
The seventh level of the virtual realm really collapsed!
Even Ash, who has become the most powerful magician of all time, couldn't help but show fear at this moment. He looked at Fanxing who blocked his sword in front of him, and said with a mixture of shock and anger: "Fanxing, you actually-"
"No!" Fanxing immediately explained hastily: "I have never set up a destruction spell on the seventh floor of the virtual realm. This is not me—"
Fanxing's voice suddenly stopped, and the collapsed seventh layer of the virtual world melted into a dark torrent like ice cream, flowing into Fanxing's body and repairing her broken body. Not only the seventh layer of the virtual world, but also the seven heavens below, the human world, the six hells, the Ruby Mountain, the Dream Stairs, the Time Continent, the Sea of Knowledge...
The entire virtual world was melting, collapsing, and then turning into the purest color of magic, all flowing towards the stars. Snake scales appeared on her face, colorful yet dark and deep, so charming that it was beyond description. The dark torrent gathered at her spine, and she seemed to have a long tail, entwining the world, magnificent and majestic.
"I have become the snake that devours the world," Fanxing murmured as he looked at his hands that were constantly growing scales, "The Void will merge with me."
She looked at Ash, her expression half smiling and half crying: "Your gravity has exceeded the limit that the virtual world can bear, so I became a sacrifice, a sacrifice to help you devour the world."
"Kill this snake of mine, and the world will return to its original blank chaos. Only in this way can you devour the Void Realm, just like you absorbed the white mist to condense the magic power in the Sea of Knowledge in the past. You can directly absorb the Void Realm and achieve the perfect unity of the Void Realm, magic, and yourself, and condense the true unique Eight Wings."
"Master's concept," the stars who became the snake that devoured the world finally knew all the truths of the end: "Even the virtual world is included!"