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Volume 6 Chapter 26 The Last Person

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    Strictly speaking, the underground dead city that appeared in front of Xia Xin was only a part of Kuxumabula.  The former Capital of Hundreds of Flowers was a huge city that was built deep underground. In the war three hundred years ago, Emperor Shitian's army captured this city and cracked the earth, causing the surface of the earth to collapse.  Part of it fell underground, but it could not completely destroy the entire underground city. It could only kill everyone, and the deeper parts of the city were not damaged too much.  After Xia Xin uncovered the strata, he could clearly see the layout of the city. Although the upper parts were completely in ruins, the further down, the better preserved the buildings were.  As Xia Xin went deeper, in the end, there were very few opportunities to see even the destroyed buildings. Although the urban area suffered some damage from natural causes due to changes in the stratigraphy, it was already negligible.  What appeared in front of Xia Xin at this time was the complete Kushumabura Underground City. Apart from the fact that there were no residents and it was in a state of decay due to lack of maintenance for three hundred years, it was not much different from three hundred years ago.  .  Xia Xin walked alone on the path paved with stone bricks. Apart from her own footsteps, she couldn't hear any sound, as if there was really no life here.  But he knew that there was something here. The remaining prince Kushamapura and his elders must have noticed the huge commotion before, and they should know what happened.  But they haven¡¯t shown up yet, so they must be observing me somewhere.  Xia Xin doesn¡¯t care either. His only targets are Shura Sword and Jialuo.  As a witch of the Asura tribe, she and Shezhi are in charge of the seal of the Asura sword.  It was the power of the Shura Sword that allowed the two of them, who were originally humans, to become gods.  For Jia Luo, this may be a bit cruel. She has already committed suicide once, and her life as a human has been lost. She relies solely on the power of the Shura Sword to hang her life. The seal is lifted when she loses her life.  Fortunately, Xia Xin still has a way. After all, Shezhi deserves to die, but she does not.  Xia Xin is not an Asura after all. He will not let go of Shezhi who deserves to die, and Jialuo who deserves to die. Not only will he not kill her, but he will also save her.  He is getting closer and closer to the Shura Sword now, and he can already feel the "excitement" of the Shura Sword.  "Ah" In the empty dead city, a very slight call came into Xia Xin's ears, but no matter how small the sound was, Xia Xin could still hear it.  It was a woman's voice, coming from a deeper place.  "I found it, it turned out to be here." Xia Xin's whole body sank immediately, and the ground beneath his feet was like tofu and immediately separated.  In an instant, he fell to another depth.  Not long after, his feet were empty. He had penetrated the layer of stone and soil and entered a wide space.  The ground is dark, but this space is full of light.  The light source is coming from the front, which is a jade-paved step. On the steps, a material similar to that of Asura City is covered with the stone wall, but a crystal-like thing is formed in the center, and the light is emitted from it.  That is the Shura Sword.  Xia Xin landed lightly on the steps, and then turned around.  There, a tall blond man was hugging a silver-haired, brown-skinned, beautiful woman, staring at him dumbfounded.  "You are Prince Kuxumabura, right?" Xia Xin looked at him and the woman in his arms, "My clan's witch, I owe you for your care for the past three hundred years. Thank you for this love, you will be better tomorrow."  There will be repayment. "This is indeed a favor. If there is any trace left by the Asura clan in this world, it is this Gaara. She is the last person of the Asura clan in this world.  Besides, Kushuma Tribe was also a member of the Dead Iron ancestors of the Heavenly Emperor and the Asura clan three hundred years ago.  In Xia Xin¡¯s view, the previous Asura kings were extremely indebted to people like Kushumatra. No matter how righteous his starting point seemed, a debt was a debt.  "If he was really just enough, he could have killed Asura when he was born. There was no need to play such a trick. In the final analysis, it was selfishness, he wanted the heaven to not be destroyed, and he wanted his son to live.  Xia Xin felt that if a world really needed to be saved like this, it would be better to destroy it.  "Are you the prince of Ashura" The blond man looked at Xia Xin excitedly, "Why" Xia Xin could understand his mood.  Yes, why?  "The whole clan is dead. When you want to take revenge, another little one comes and wants to take away your only sustenance. No one can be sure of it."  "You Asura clan are so capable, why didn't you kill them back then?"Emperor Shitian?  ¡°My dear ancestors, can you hurry up and do it right the first time?¡±  "I'm sorry." Under normal circumstances, Xia Xin would never apologize to anyone, especially to someone he had never met.  But now that he has become the God of Destruction, he has to bear the debt owed by the Asura clan.  This person deserves Asura¡¯s apology, and Asura should also apologize to him, even if the apology is not enough.  "I'm sorry?" The blond man obviously lost control of his emotions, "You actually told me this?" "Kumaratian" The woman in the blond man's arms broke away from his arms, "Don't be like this" She looked very embarrassed  Weak, but still walking towards Xia Xin step by step, "King, you are finally here." "I am here." Xia Xin nodded, "Jia Luo, Asura can't help you, you will be free.  , live the way you want.¡± However, his meaning seems to have been misunderstood.  "King, you are as gentle as the late king. If the late king can live, he will definitely be very happy" Jialuo laughed sadly, stretched out his hand to clasp the crystal on his forehead, "For a long time, I have kept the Shura sword and  I will give my life back to you now." The next moment, the blood spurted out, and the crystal separated from Jia Luo's forehead. Almost at the same time, her body softened and fell backward.  But the crystal, as if it were alive, flew straight towards Xia Xin.  "Kara" Seeing this scene, the yellow-haired prince, no, it was Kumala's heavenly eye that was about to burst. He stepped forward, caught Jara's fallen body, and shouted his lover's name in horror.  But even he could feel that there was no life in this still soft body.  "Why bother" Xia Xin secretly sighed in his heart. He had never experienced this kind of love between Jialuo and Kumaratian, but even though he had never experienced it, he still felt that if a woman like Jialuo could not  If you get your own love, then the world will be too fucked up.  He caught the crystal, swayed, and appeared next to Kumaratian. He nodded to Jia Luo in his arms.  The power of the Shura Sword can resurrect Jialuo, who had committed suicide, and so can he.  A ray of golden light spurted out from his fingertips and shot towards the blood hole on Jialuo's forehead.
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