The next moment, flames suddenly ignited in the air.
The golden flames seemed like a sacred fire purifying the world, ready to cleanse everything around them.
Lu Ning was instantly vaporized, and the Ring of Slaughter turned into a ball of black water, which then also turned into steam and dissipated.
Only the Crimson Sword and the Bone Pocket Watch remained intact and fell to the ground.
Beneath Lu Ning's feet, large sections of the rotting giant hand's body also evaporated.
With just one breath, the rotting giant hand was reduced to only two illusory fingers, and the golden holy flame gradually dissipated.
At the site where the Olympic flame burned, only a deep pit, tens of meters in diameter, remains. The soil on the surface of the pit has crystallized and become extremely smooth.
As the crystal shimmered in the sunlight, the Azure Saint used the whirlwind to carry Steve and Yang Yin to a distance of one kilometer.
They stood there, seemingly riding the wind, looking at the deep pit and the charred remains.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Gina covered her mouth, her pupils trembling violently: "Lu...Lu Ning? Is Lu Ning alright?"
Nan Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "He'll definitely be alright! He's been alive all along, hasn't he? How could he possibly die?"
Because Steve and Yang Yin were close together, they were pulled back by the Saint Qinglan before the sacred flame ignited, but they were still burned by the terrifying high temperature.
Even Steve's metallic body showed signs of reddening, and his skin even showed signs of melting.
As for Yang Yin, her condition was even worse. Her skin had already become very dry, and then scorch marks appeared on her skin.
Their auras were extremely weak, and they were also looking at the area where the sacred fire was burning, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
A flicker of lingering fear crossed Steve's eyes: "...The temperature of that flame is too high, I'm afraid...it'll be a bit difficult."
Yang Yin nodded silently.
As the two closest to the flames, they knew best how terrifying they were.
An Lan and the Saint Qinglan remained silent.
Although they were more than a kilometer apart, they could still feel the high temperature, which was several hundred degrees Celsius.
It was only because their bodies were strong enough that they would have been charred long ago under such high temperatures.
Even at such a distance, the temperature is hundreds of degrees. How high must the temperature be in the core area?
An Lan took a deep breath and slowly said, "Judging from the temperature of the area we are currently in, the temperature of the core area is probably tens of millions of degrees. As of now, no human weapon can reach such a temperature. It is probably only before the Fog Era that the temperature at the center of a nuclear explosion could reach this level."
As a super-intelligent individual, An Lan instantly calculated the temperature of the core area.
A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, and under the somewhat incredulous gazes of Nan Yu and the others, he calmly said, "At this temperature... I'm afraid only demigods have a chance of survival."
Saint Qinglan did not refute.
Even as a saint, he lacked the confidence to survive in such high temperatures.
Of course, he can use his speed to dodge the core's high temperature. As long as he avoids the core's temperature, he is still confident that he can survive.
However, the injury will inevitably be very serious.
"This is impossible! Lu Ning is immortal! How could he die here?!" Nan Yu shouted angrily.
An Lan said slowly, "If Lu Ning still had some flesh and blood left, I also believe he could have survived. But... his body has already vaporized."
"Impossible... How could this be?" Nan Yu muttered to himself, his eyes red-rimmed.
He and Lu Ning had already fought side by side in Base City 121, and they were comrades who could entrust their backs to each other.
In fact, Lu Ning had even saved his life! And more than once!
Lu Ning is dead now?
Nan Yu felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't accept this fact.
Steve and Yang Yin also fell silent, their eyes dimming.
Although they hadn't been teammates for long, Lu Ning had saved them several times.
Coupled with the camaraderie forged in battle, they had already established a deep friendship.
Hearing An Lan's words now, they were equally saddened.
An Lan suppressed her grief and forced a smile, saying, "Think of the good news... I didn't expect the single-use dangerous item that Lu Ning took out to be so powerful. Even the Evil God Phantom couldn't resist it. It has also been killed."
Saint Qinglan revealed an ugly smile and said, "Yes... Once the power of this evil god is fully transmitted, even a demigod might not be able to withstand it. Lu Ning destroyed that evil god's illusion, which can be considered a hero who saved humanity. He will be written into history books, we will remember him forever, all of humanity will remember him forever."
An Lan nodded and chuckled, "There aren't many people who can kill the avatar of an evil god. Lu Ning can be considered a god-slayer."
Hearing this, the others gradually felt better.
After all, in such a world, separation and death are common occurrences.
They had witnessed the deaths of too many friends and comrades.
Although Lu Ning's death saddened them greatly, they quickly adjusted their mindset.
Gina rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said with a serious expression, "Although Lu Ning is dead, we must carry on his will."
Qinglan Saint seemed to realize something, looked in the direction of Li Xiao and the other dead, and nodded slightly: "Yes, this fire... we must pass it on."
Just then, An Lan suddenly let out a shocked whisper: "This is impossible!"
Everyone was taken aback and looked at An Lan.
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