Looking at everything he had created, Lu Ban had a feeling that he was being swept forward by the torrent of fate.

The Pure Fire was still spreading, but at least he had one last moment to say goodbye to the giant.

When he arrived at the pit, Lu Ban saw that most of Lao Song's body had been eaten away, with his internal organs and blood spilled, announcing the final countdown of his life.

The giant was dying, his eyes unfocused as he stared at the breaking light of dawn.

"Are you still there?"

Old Song asked.

I don’t know whether he was talking about Lu Ban and Xia Ya, or his own companions.

“Still.”

Lu Ban answered, and the flames were gradually flowing down, slowly submerging Lao Song's body.

Old Song did not feel any pain, or rather, his body had lost the ability to feel pain.

It is only the slowness of the death process that allows him to retain a certain degree of consciousness at this moment.

Hearing Lu Ban's voice, Old Song raised his eyes slightly.

Pure fire burned in his unfocused eyes, like the last rays of the setting sun of a civilization.

"You said you were from the future, right?"

Old Song asked, using his last bit of strength.

"Yes."

Lu Ban nodded and answered.

"So in the future, the future you live in, have we defeated these pollutions and successfully gotten rid of the erosion of the Outer Gods? Everything we do now, all the sacrifices we make, are meaningful, right?"

Old Song asked.

He seemed to be asking Lu Ban, but also seemed to be asking himself.

Lu Ban was silent for a moment.

"……Yes."

Xia answered it for him.

"We have defeated pollution. We have sealed away all those indescribable great beings. Everyone can freely acquire and share knowledge. Our footprints have spread across all foreign lands. We have won the final victory. The statues of you pioneers have been erected in the center of the city, and are revered by everyone."

Her voice was soft, like a silent flame, like a lullaby to lull a baby to sleep.

After hearing Xia Ya's words, an expression of relief appeared on Old Song's face.

"Oh, that's really... great."

The light in his eyes disappeared.

The flames devoured Lao Song's body, leaving no emotion and no legacy.

In the sky, the red sun was occupied by pure fire, and it continuously shed black mud. The black mud turned into hideous monsters and spread in all directions.

Finally, the sun was completely annihilated, but more filth had already left this land in order to escape the pure fire.

Filth finally came into this world.

They will engage in a game of chess with the Pure Fire for thousands of years, driving the world towards destruction.

The pure fire spreads and the entire island will be engulfed in flames.

Lu Ban saw a boat not far away, and he wanted to inform the other party to let Nagamasa and the others leave quickly.

After taking two steps, he found that Xia didn't move.

"what are you up to?"

Lu Ban asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Remember what we were going to do?"

Xia smiled and pointed to the center of the burning flaming island.

“Witness the budding.”

Lu Ban replied.

The sacred cherry will sprout somewhere on the island, grow into a towering tree, and become the source of pure fire.

The souls of all the priestesses born in this world in the future will return to Shenying and will be transformed into a huge will to fight against the filth that is wreaking havoc on the island.

“My time is running out.”

Shia said as she removed her armor and unveiled her clothes.

Under the clothes, the girl's body had been eroded beyond recognition by pollution, which was shocking. All her internal organs had lost their original functions and turned into wriggling foreign objects, devouring Xia's life.

If it weren't for her magic, Xia would have died countless times by now.

Even so, she could hardly suppress the final alienation.

Her life is like a candle in the wind.

"I said, I met Du Danping in the wilderness, and he met you in the future. I didn't tell you that I also asked about my future ending."

Xia said, her tone as calm as the pale flame.

“Now, it’s time for that ending to come.”

"I have also come into contact with Pure Fire in the Land of Silence. I know the origin of this thing. It requires the most extreme emotions to create and the most powerful soul to control. I can do it, and only I can do it."

She spoke as if she was explaining her thesis to her supervisor, without any hesitation.

"I have improved the spell that Drizzt used in your world. In order to prevent problems from occurring one day, I need to continuously input firewood. Now I just need you to do one thing for me."

Xia lowered her eyes slightly. She knew that this was extremely cruel to Lu Ban, but it was also necessary for this world, so she opened her mouth and continued.

"Here, the sacred cherry will sprout and grow. I need constant firewood, I need sacrifices, I need the most painful souls, and I need the moments when the most hopeful will falls into the most desperate abyss."

"I need you to build the Wajima Grand Shrine."

After hearing Xia Ya's words, Lu Ban remained silent.

He glanced at Leopard. The girl in the red and white witch costume had a bright smile, as pure as moonlight.

Slippery tentacles extended from Xia's body, and those internal organs, no longer restrained by magic, began to devour the girl's body frantically.

She turned around and walked towards the center of the island.

He took a step forward, and the pure fires made way for him as if in fear.

Xia's clothes had been burned to ashes, revealing her broken body. Only her slightly curly golden hair was flying in the flames, and under the burning of the pure fire, it turned into ink-black. Her eyes, which were as green as lake water, were dyed with the color of the flames, forming a pink color like flesh and blood.

The flames on the entire island seemed to be controlled and suddenly shrank.

Lu Ban soon saw that some kind of agitation was blooming from the center of the island.

A hint of green burst out from the mountains, and that green quickly spread, covering the entire island. In an instant, a plant occupied every corner of the field of vision.

The thick trunk is gnarled, and the branches are covered with lush green leaves.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in this doldrums.

Along with the breeze, the towering tree took on a hint of cherry color.

Countless flowers are blooming, and the scattered petals are falling like a rain.

This is the bud.

Lu Ban now knew what he had witnessed.

This is the location of the Wajima Taisha Shrine, and he will visit here again in the distant future and the ancient past.

Every encounter is a reunion after a long separation.

"The affairs of the gods are long gone, and I have never heard of them. The maple leaves dye the Longtian River, and the water flows deep and gurgling."

At one side, Baobao recited this Japanese poem in a faint voice. Under the falling petals, the incarnation of the foreign god was like a spectator, watching everything indifferently.