Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 2438: Put it to death!

boom--

Once again, the stars fell silent, shattering the void and collapsing all living things within tens of kilometers.

Under the dust and fog, he stood in the void, covering his bloody shoulder and gasping for breath. There was no intact part of his body, and his entire body was covered in blood.

His figure and his unyielding face were reflected in the eyes of that ethereal woman.

Suddenly.

It was just like countless years ago, when the face of the God King gradually overlapped with his.

Sin Fire...

Disappeared.

The scarlet flames that covered his entire body faded away, leaving only his burnt body. His body emanated the heat waves after the embers were extinguished, and only the fine yellow sand of the power of the First Born was left, still lingering on his skin.

He lowered his head, his hair was gray, and he looked like he was already dead.

He suddenly remembered.

If Zuo Zuo were here at this time, she would probably cry sadly again.

Because almost every time he put himself in danger, she was always the one crying and blaming him beside him, but every time she would carry him home while blaming him.

Because why do you have to make people worry so much?

He used to feel very annoyed, very annoyed.

But now.

No one whispered those words into his ear again.

"This is the end."

The figure looked down at him, his tone remaining unchanged.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being named Lynn. Blame you for being a raven instead of the ordinary person you want to be."

"Fate has pushed you to the forefront, so whether you like it or not, you will bear the price that fate has given you."

"But to be able to fight to this point... you have successfully earned my respect."

But he still didn't get close to the body.

He raised his hand.

The moment his hand fell.

Hundreds of resurrected nightmares threw pitch-black spears that cut through the sky towards the figure in the void.

He raised his head, blood dripping down his chin.

The dark rain of spears, like a huge fate, rumbles towards you.

But he didn't retreat.

He clenched his bloody fist.

Supporting a broken body.

Move in that direction step by step.

One by one, the pitch-black spears were smashed by him, and one by one, they brushed past his cheek, but his eyes beneath his hairline were still fixed on the figure as he staggered forward.

puff- puff-

He finally walked slower and slower.

Those spears that were shot from all directions finally broke through his defense one by one and pierced into his body.

They pierced his shoulders, pierced his chest, and pierced his legs.

The power of disorder continued to destroy his body.

But he still fought to the death.

second round!

Round 3!

At this moment when he could no longer gather enough strength to get close, they had completely changed their strategy. Countless spears turned into a barrage of bullets, aiming to drain the last of his blood within this safe distance.

This is a tragic and bloody road.

Even many corrupt gods were moved by it.

He was getting slower and slower.

Slower and slower.

Finally, at the moment of the last round of spear fire, each spear pierced him completely on the spot, leaving him unable to get up.

The last bit of strength of the First Born in his body seemed to have been exhausted, and the spears nailed him there. He lowered his head, and his body, which seemed to never fall, finally could not support itself and knelt in the void. The light in his bloodstained eyes seemed to be getting dimmer and dimmer, and blood floated drop by drop in the void.

Everything was dead silent.

"Is he...dead?"

A corrupted god trembled.

This battle almost shattered their courage. For a long time, they even felt that the raven was just a lucky man who inherited the power of the great king, a clown chosen by fate and given power that ordinary people could not possess.

But this battle completely shattered their view of him.

"continue."

The figure paid no attention and gave orders calmly.

"Nail him to the point of killing his last chance of survival."

The corrupted gods trembled.

But those nightmares still followed the instructions and once again transformed into disordered spears, throwing hundreds of spears at the blood-stained figure that was already motionless.

puff-

puff-

puff-

The sound of penetrating into the flesh.

He never stood up again, nor did he resist again.

Spears pierced through his body, and some remained on his body. Under the coverage of the last round of spears, he was almost torn to pieces beyond recognition.

The faces of those corrupt gods have turned pale.

Under such an attack.

No one can resist it.

But the figure in the black fog still spoke calmly:

"Continue, round two."

He was like an emotionless machine, showing no mercy to his enemies.

Even if there was only the last glimmer of life, the last remnant of soul, he remained as cautious and cold as ever.

Another round of attacks.

Look around.

A dead silence.

"continue."

He continued to give orders grimly.

But finally, at this moment, the ethereal woman behind him stretched out her hand and stopped the order from being issued.

The figure turned his head slightly and glanced sideways at the woman shrouded in the law of causality.

As if she wanted to leave him a last bit of dignity, the woman's eyes expressed her will.

Vaguely confronting.

The figure in the black mist turned around and looked again at the young man in the void who was no longer in human form.

He said calmly:

"There should be only one last remnant of soul left. Consider this as my last respect for you."

He stepped out of the void step by step, with black fog covering his face.

He slowly walked up to the young man who was no longer in human form, looked down at his body, and stretched out his hand little by little, wanting to refine him.

"Why do you have to be so persistent?"

"From the moment that great lord and my Lord merged into one, they were already one person. You have always been fighting against only yourself. As the last ray of consciousness of my Lord in this dream, you should have let go of everything and returned to where you belong."

"Lin En, this name will also become the name my Lord used in this dream, and no one will disrespect it anymore."

His hands clenched violently.

The invisible force instantly enveloped Lin En's whole body, trying to refine his remaining soul.

But that was when his power penetrated into Lynn's body.

He suddenly felt an imperceptible barrier formed by the condensation of one divine power after another near his heart and soul. The spears pierced his body but failed to break through this last layer of defense.

And this barrier, which was made entirely of divine power, also blocked all his senses.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

But at that moment, the pair of broken eyes that had long been closed suddenly opened in the flesh and blood where the spears pierced, like the last ray of light blooming in the dead silence.

Have you really missed anything?

Have you ever had even a hint of compassion for your enemies?

In this life-and-death final battle, are you really willing to disappoint your family members who have placed high hopes on you by dying?

“Wang Ji…”

The moment those bloody eyes opened.

His voice was as hoarse as if he had just walked through a cold winter.

hum-

It was like a song, a blood-stained song of countless dead souls.

The trident that seemed to span the endless universe pierced through the cold winter and dark night. It brought the golden border and the dawn that illuminated the sky.

At the end of the field of vision, there is a golden wave!

They were the waves of the laws that once covered the entire abyss. They followed the call of the trident, responded to the call of their king, and filled every void within sight.

"reset!"