Chapter 884 Blood-stained white wings

Tang San reluctantly stood up and looked up at everything, his eyes reflecting the four colors of the sky.

Different skylights represent different pressures, representing different types of law and authority.

And he

Ben should also be one of the people standing there.

But now, but now!

But he could only stand here, standing behind those who should be at his level.

I can only stand here and look up at them, even though he actually has the same divine king realm as them.

He couldn't get in at all, and even lost at the hands of losers who had once looked down upon him.

So embarrassed.

It would be so embarrassing!

Four completely different divine lights flowed in his eyes, and in the reflection in his eyes, anger and jealousy almost burst out.

All this is because...all because of him!

The figure of the blue-haired young man throwing a gun indifferently flashed before his eyes, and his memory immediately played back his extremely indifferent words at that time.

"You have blocked my power, and today I also cut off your authority as a god.

"Everything... is under this gun...

"——The end!"

After that, the authority of "justice" and "judgment" held by the Shura Godhead completely left him.

That was not the shot that ended dispossession aimed at him alone.

None of the five god kings in the god world could escape the blue silver spirit emperor spear that was connected by inescapable cause and effect.

But life and destruction are the original gods that have been together since the birth of the divine world. They themselves are the incarnation of the rules they control.

Unless the two rules of "life" and "destruction" in this universe are directly erased, their power will eventually be restored over time.

Ji Dong and Lie Yan should have been in the same situation as him, because they also inherited the status of gods as humans.

But the original evil and kind god king actually chose to completely entrust everything to Ji Dong and Lie Yan.

From then on, Ji Dong and Lie Yan were equivalent to the original evil and good god kings.

And those two consciousnesses born from the rules went to reincarnation without knowing where to go.

So the authority of Ji Dong and Lie Yan was restored.

Only him...only him!

He questioned why he would rather run towards death than restore the authority of the God King for Ji Dong and Lie Yan.

But he had no way to question, no qualifications and no position to question the young man he had betrayed long ago.

——Why do you want to help the enemy jump to a level beyond him, so that he will lose completely and lose face now?

Why do we need to encourage good and evil to sacrifice to fulfill Ji Dong and Lieyan?

Why did you target him alone and let him end up in such an embarrassing ending?

——But since the bloody sword that personally slashed the blood relatives many years ago fell.

To him.

It’s nothing.

Tang San's chest heaved violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was filled with anger that he couldn't hold back, making his face extremely ferocious and terrifying.

The hand that was holding the Shura Sword tightly began to tremble, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was his arm that was trembling.

It was Shura Sword that still sensed the familiar aura of its master.

He turned his head and looked at the super artifact in his hand, which had become dim since the power was taken away.

Then he looked at the weak figure who was supported by the goddess of life and placed next to the tree.

The words the goddess had spoken to him before taking to the air and joining the fight were still ringing in his ears.

Let him take care of Shura temporarily.

Yes, since he passed on the divine throne, he has traveled far away with Poseidon.

He was chased by that crazy woman Bibi Dong and was brought back dying. Although he was barely able to survive with the treatment of the Goddess of Life, it still could not hide the fact that he was extremely weak now.

Anyone could tell at a glance that it would take a long time for him to fully recover.

At least not now, and it's impossible to do.

Even if he is the newly appointed Shura God.

It is the same original god as the good and evil that have passed away, as well as the current life and destruction.

so.

Tang San limped towards the figure sitting by the tree, his head drooping limply.

At this second, the movement of heaven and earth seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He no longer cares how entangled the four figures in Ren Tian are.

The four colors of the sky are clearly distinguishable, and the divine realm, the Rakshasa ghost realm, and the divine kingdom stand in triplicate.

And he was out of tune with this weird scene, as if he was out of touch with the world.

Just one step at a time, slowly but surely.

I can't see my expression clearly, I can't see my thoughts clearly.

Only his right hand, which he clenched harder and harder and trembled, and the Shura Sword in his right hand.

The veins bulged, presumably to restrain the swinging arms.

Or the Shura Sword in his hand.

Wisps of blue-gold light started from his right leg, continued to spread upward, and extended all the way to his back.

Wild fire, in spring.

So the eight wings that were chopped off by Rakshasa, the Blue Silver Emperor vines that sprouted from the back, after braiding and twisting into shape, turned into white feathers again in an instant and returned to their original state.

But it was inexplicably twisted and hideous like spider legs.

And he had already arrived in front of Shura.

The back of the wings stretched out completely covered Shura's sitting figure.

The battle in the sky is still fierce, and there is no time to pay attention to the inconspicuous corner.

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after.

Clusters of blue and silver grass sprouted out.

Gradually lift the weak human form from the ground.

Even though the movement was slight, after the goddess of life treated him, Shura still noticed it and opened his eyes.

"Tang San?"

He opened his mouth with difficulty and spit out an extremely weak sound.

The figure in front of him didn't answer.

The Shura Sword trembled even more.

"Go...help uh-"

All his remaining sounds were stuck in his throat.

Because of the white wings twisted like spider legs.

It has penetrated deeply into Shura's body.

Lift him high.

Shura's pupils shivered and shrank, and his pale face was full of disbelief.

He looked at the indifferent face of the person in front of him, and his emotionless eyes concealed the madness and hysteria of risking everything.

"you……"

He opened his mouth, gradually suffocating.

"Both evil and good gave everything they had to Ji Dong and Lie Yan."

Tang San whispered softly.

"I inherited your throne, killed my brother for you, and turned against him...

"I've done so much for you, so."

More wings penetrated Shura's body, causing him to groan uncontrollably.

"——You should also give everything for me.

"Is it right?"

Shura could no longer speak.

The blood of God dyed the white feathers on the wings red.

Holiness defiles God.

But the divine is not God.

No matter how beautiful and holy the wings are, they are just a layer of disguise.

Its inside.

It is a spider with evil nature.

The blood was dripping, and the feathers were wet and bright red.

The pierced body was cut off from life.

But the blood-red light rushed towards him along the wings.

Such a scene zooms out in the light projected on the chessboard.

The gods killed the gods because of their bad nature.

So the sacred picture was stained with the blood of the gods.

The collision became indescribably weird.

And Gu Yuena held on to her clothes tightly.

Look at the light screen projected by the chessboard.

The blue-haired young man's smile slowly widened.

That bad smile was tinged with some kind of abnormal excitement.

It fits right into the frame.

The figure that pierced the god Shura with the bad roots of human nature.

It was a weird and weird scene, and he was the eye that controlled everything behind it.

He instigated the depravity of human beings, encouraged fratricide, and allowed students, successors, and recipients to kill teachers, pioneers, and benefactors with swords.

He used everything in the world to arrange countless coincidences.

Among the choices given, it inspires the despicability of human nature and tarnishes order and common sense.

Tear down morality, obliterate the bottom line, and watch creatures being forced into desperate situations step by step and then degenerate, becoming the most abhorrent and feared filthy, sinful and shameless thing for ordinary people.

Causing confusion and chaos.

And he seemed--

Enjoy this.

In his foul jeers and murmurs—

Everything about Shura was swallowed up, and his body turned into powder.

After the familiar power of authority is restored.

Tang San noticed.

——His soul has melted into the mud.

I don’t know if I’ve ever written about that weird religious feeling (scratching my head)

——

Tang San's authority has now been restored, and what follows is the final battle~

It is basically the last part of the legend of the divine world.