The Eternal Night Demon God looked down at his own body.
A void of nothingness.
It started in his heart and continued to spread...
None of the signs indicated that...
He's going to die.
Who could have imagined that the supposedly immortal world will would survive for less than a day...?
"Whoosh!"
The longsword that had cleaved the world instantly appeared before the Eternal Night Demon God.
At this moment,
Rusty and dilapidated
It has lost its former charm and sharpness.
As the light points flickered
Lan Moyan's figure reappeared.
However, the current Lan Moyan,
A head of white hair,
Their forms became ethereal and elusive.
It seems as if it could vanish with the wind at any moment...
At this moment, Lan Moyan
His expression was calm and extremely relaxed.
They were completely oblivious to the fact that they were in a state of imminent death.
His first words to the Eternal Night Demon God were:
"It's fortunate that your integration with the world is not complete, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to kill you..."
The Eternal Night Demon God looked at Lan Moyan before him with a complex expression:
"Why? Why does it have to be this way? If you want to leave, I don't believe you don't have the means to get away."
Lan Moyan's voice was weak at this moment, and he smiled faintly:
“I can slowly wear down the other demons because I’m confident that one day I will surpass them, but you can’t.”
Lan Moyan paused for a moment, looking at the Eternal Night Demon God with a hint of admiration.
"You're so scary, so scary that it frightens me."
"With you here, humanity will inevitably face a great calamity, so you must die..."
The Eternal Night Demon God looked at Lan Moyan, confused and angry:
"You did this for them?! For those ants you could crush with a single step?!"
Lan Moyan listened to the Eternal Night Demon God's question and smiled as she countered:
"Is that not allowed???"
Seeing Lan Moyan's expression, the Eternal Night Demon God became even more furious:
"Do you know that because of them, you're not far from death now?!"
Lan Moyan looked at her body swaying in the wind, slightly dazed.
Then he burst into laughter:
"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!"
"What does it matter if I die, given that I can unleash such a dazzling, world-destroying sword strike?"
With Lan Moyan's laughter,
The battered, bladeless weapon also emitted a sharp whistle.
It seems they are sharing the same joy.
It also seems like she's crying...
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