The sound of a cicada chirping shook the golden river water, and Ash, whose head was pierced, instantly returned to the state he was in three seconds ago!

The past changes and the cicada lies dormant for three seconds!

Although Yuan Chan and Fang Chan have merged into one, the life-saving agreement that Yaxiu had previously made with Yuan Chan is still in effect!

After the young White Dove made this move, he regressed another year and looked almost no older than the little silver lamp. But he did not hesitate at all and raised his cane again, aiming at Ash's head.

However, at this time, they had stayed in the silver light for too long. The dazzling silver light painted them with color strand by strand, until all the joints of their clothes were completely silver!

Ash didn't make any evasive moves. Firstly, facing the might of the gods, it was impossible for a mortal to dodge. Secondly, he no longer needed to dodge.

White Dove's cane slid across his cheek, only scratching his skin a little. Instead, Ash slashed with his sword, leaving a huge scar from shoulder to waist on White Dove, and a large amount of light burst out from the scar!

These are the second and third effects of silvering.

Targets that are severely silvered will have a lot of illusions in their consciousness, so that they cannot distinguish the real position of the enemy, and their attacks often fail; at the same time, the resistance of their silvered parts is greatly reduced, and the magician can easily severely damage the enemy cursed by the silver lamp!

White Dove is one of the few gods who understand the laws of physics, and is also a god that Ash can kill with just his swordsmanship!

The silver lamp only seems to have the effect of silver transformation, but it can achieve a variety of uses such as purification, hallucination, and damage aggravation. It is stronger than the gods such as Ci Qingji, Zhi Shouhuo, and Ruyuan. And I don't know if it's Ash's illusion, but these uses of the silver lamp spirit are also very consistent with her fighting style when she was alive.

At this point, killing the gods is inevitable. If the white dove and the blue bird are not dealt with, the two of them will definitely embrace each other again and launch the dark green storm. Only when these gods who hate the Lord of Zhan are completely destroyed can this doomsday come to an end.

Killing gods as a mortal!

By now, everyone has gone crazy, including Tamashi, Mercury Trojan, Vichy, Orchid Visser, the three gods, and... Ash himself.

For the survivors, for the dead, for revenge, to follow Weisser's will... there were so many reasons to choose from, so many that Ash couldn't even get excited about killing a god. He stared at the white dove, like a beast gnashing its teeth and sucking blood, staring at its prey.

This time, he just wanted to quench his thirst.

But at this moment, Bai Ge suddenly bowed slightly to him and said, "Assassinate Qingji."

Ash was startled, then replied, "Ash."

The two looked at each other and got ready. The robe of the young white dove rustled, and the power of stabbing Qingji was exerted to the extreme. In an instant, Ash seemed to be able to hear the cheers of millions of people below, but the louder the cheers, the more intense the fear in his heart, because the cheers were not for him, but for the assassin who was about to come!

When the young white dove stabbed out, the whole world began to shrink, as if time and space were squeezing Ash towards the tip of the cane. This was the upright stabbing of the Qingji spirit, without being caught off guard, only coming as expected!

A square cicada appeared on Ash's shoulder, but this time it was the square cicada wings that vibrated!

Future Kill: Transform into a cicada in three seconds!

The magician and the spirit crossed each other, and a round hole was pierced in Ash's collarbone, which spurted out blood. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground. The young white dove threw away his cane, and dozens of scars broke out on his body. The whole person turned into a ball of white light and fell down, leaving only a pure white dove.

The white dove looked up at this broken world, cried out, and rushed towards the crack in the sky. But the storm was still there, and every time it flew higher, it would be hit by gravel, and soon it was smashed into pieces, leaving only a few feathers floating down.

He stabbed the spirit of Qingji and died.

Ash turned his head and found that the blue bird had gone far away without him noticing. At this time, the storm no longer covered the sky, and the light of the eighteenth layer of the Spiral of Silence returned. However, the blue sea before has now turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the blue sky has become riddled with holes and black mud is pouring everywhere. Even if the dark green storm ends, the end of the world is already a foregone conclusion.

However, Bluebird had not given up. She had been deeply silvered at this point, and her entire body seemed to be made of light. The five virtual wings extending from her waist were so pure and noble that she seemed to be the only light in this filthy and ruined world.

She pointed to the sky with one hand and to the ground with the other, and with her clear and pleasant singing, countless green birds tried to repair the holes in the sky and fill the cracks on the earth. At first glance, it seemed as if she was saving this world on the verge of extinction.

Only Ash knew how evil she was doing.

"Bluebird, who wishes to make everyone happy," Ash whispered softly, his mouth full of sweetness and his heart full of daggers: "Please listen to my prayer."

Although Bluebird Ruyuan is a spiritual deity and ordinary sword physical attacks are useless against it, Ash also has the spiritual sword miracle.

Miracle·A special liking·"Angry sword, sad sword, loving sword, happy sword".

In order to cast the spell of "Love at First Sight", one needs to use the spell of "Love at First Sight" to transform emotions first, but Ash felt that he did not need to transform his emotions at this moment. The dark emotions surging in his heart could not wait to be vented out.

As the sword's heart connected, the outer surface of the sweet-mouthed sword was coated with a layer of turbid black sword light, like a twisting black snake. The moment it was vented, Ash knew the name of this new miracle:

Love and hate the sword.

"Bluebird, I hope."

The sword pierced through the back of the blue bird and nailed her to the dilapidated stone tablet in front of her. The blue bird raised her head, as if screaming silently, but the black snake sword light twisted quickly, tightly bound the blue bird's wings, turned into black steel chains and bound her body, locking her up like a slave!

“You can be happy, too.”

Ash pulled the black steel chain tight and walked back. With every step he took, the chain tightened a little, and the bluebird's chirping became longer. When he walked in front of the small silver lamp, the bluebird was completely strangled by the sword of hatred, and the remaining light dissipated, leaving only a delicate bluebird.

But this kind of disaster-stricken place should only have crows flying up and down, which is not an environment that the bluebird who yearns for beauty can tolerate. It looked around and tried to find a place to live, but everything it saw was dark red and turbid. It let out a mournful cry, and its blue feathers quickly fell off and were blown away by the wind.

As the gods wish, they fall.

It looks easy, and it is indeed so. Unlike these two gods whose power is reduced as they are used, the Silver Lantern has the support of Ash's source crystal, and the silver light never stops. It is like a krypton gold player fighting a free player. What can they use to fight Ash?

Ash squatted in front of the little silver lamp. He raised his hand to touch her head, but stopped in mid-air and asked, "Can I touch it?"

The little silver lamp thought about it, then stood on tiptoe and put her head on Ash's palm.

Ash smiled and rubbed her little head, then stood up with all his strength and looked at the crack in the sky: "But it's not over yet, I want to--"

Boom!

With a violent beat of his heart, Ash seemed to have turned on a switch, and everything was changing.

Sound, light, color, air currents... the entire spiral of silence was decomposing and reorganizing. Everything he perceived now was completely different from the past. Thousands of colors flooded all his senses at the same time. Did God color the world with so many colors?

Puff, with an inaudible sound of falling into the water, Ash felt himself falling into the deep sea. The cold sea water irritated his skin and penetrated into his nostrils. The sour feeling spread to his eyeballs and melted his eardrums.

Bubbles, he sank quickly like a bubble.

The deep sea was not dark at all, but bright everywhere, with warm tones in motion and cool tones at rest. But in this colorful deep sea, there were also four colors that Ash could identify from afar.

Deeper than destruction, darker than conspiracy, warmer than death, brighter than joy.

They are the Four Pillar Gods.