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Part 1: Aragami Chapter 80 The Final Battle [Part 1]

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    In the endless darkness, the black wind began to blow. Lin Huang's face was expressionless, his black eyes were cold and ruthless, staring coldly at the remaining head of Xingchen, and the endless golden thunder was suppressed by his backhand.  In the invisible depths of the void, you can see a bell, a tower, and a flag of light gradually disappearing. The corner of the seal that enveloped the entire vast and majestic heaven is disintegrating, and one after another majestic and supreme figures rise majestically.  , thoughts are flowing, immeasurable light, endless heat, creating immortality and demonstrating perfection.  A perfect divine body made of gold resurrected from the heaven, trying to break the shackles of the seal and come to the world, but a black hand silently pressed on the broken seal, blocking everything.  On the way, even the gods cannot tear open the void and descend.  Star's eyes turned, and the remaining head was annihilated and weathered little by little. Finally, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He knew that there was nothing he could do. He had no strength to hold on until now. He raised his eyes and looked back with great nostalgia, thinking  To see the starry sky beyond the darkness.  He knew that outside the darkness, there must be two pairs of eyes watching him. Even if they were blocked by the darkness or obscured by the fog, they would always be behind him and never leave.  Xingchen¡¯s last gaze stared blankly outside the darkness, as if he saw the countless past experiences, those sweetnesses, those sorrows, those growths, those quarrels, flashing through Xingchen¡¯s mind little by little.  One second is like a lifetime, everything flashes in Xingchen¡¯s mind, but it¡¯s a pity, it¡¯s a pity that there is still no way to accompany them through this life.  Xingchen let out a long sigh, and his consciousness was completely annihilated, falling into endless darkness.  That sad sigh was like blowing the horn of destruction. Lin Huang slowly stood up from the magic throne, and the endless darkness rolled.  Then they all gathered crazily into Lin Huang's body.  Lin Huang's black hair flew up in an instant. Lin Huang's face was expressionless. The darkness and sin that swept through the world were all contained in Lin Huang's body at this moment. Looking at it, the whole person looked like a black hole.  Generally, everything will be absorbed by Lin Huang, and even light cannot escape.  The whole world seems to be empty, but you can't see it, because Lin Huang stands there, he is darkness.  He is sin, he is a black hole, blocking all sight, making it impossible for people to know whether it is darkness or something else behind the forest wilderness.  After a hundred years, Lin Huang finally walked out of the darkness and appeared in front of the sword light of the Future Sword for the first time. At this moment, all sentient beings in the world could clearly see that the darkness beyond the sword light had completely condensed into the appearance of a person.  Black clothes, black hair, black eyes.  With his hands behind his back, he walked out coldly. Step by step, the light of the future sword began to collapse inch by inch.  On Shenjian Mountain.  Xinghe suddenly raised his head. For the first time, he did not look at the petrified future sword, but looked at his mother. He saw his mother smiling slightly.  Whispering softly, "Xingchen, I'm here to accompany you." The words were very soft.  It was very light, fluttering in the wind like catkins, just like her life, passing away with a smile in the sudden wind.  Xinghe didn¡¯t cry, his eyes were calm. He watched his mother die quietly. He knew that his mother might be happy at this time, because on that road of death, with his father¡¯s company, how could he be lonely?  Xinghe could clearly see that the petrified sword of the future was broken bit by bit, revealing bit by bit the sword that was full of brilliance and endless hope. The sword suddenly rose and flew towards the sky.  Xinghe didn't have many surprises. At this moment, he actually felt relieved. He let out a long breath, looked at Qiannan, walked over step by step, gently stretched out his hand, and held it for the first time.  Qian Nan's hand.  "I've wanted to hold it like this for a long time. I hope it's not too late now." Xinghe spoke softly.  Qiannan smiled, very happily, and grabbed Xinghe's hand with her backhand. They raised their heads together, looked at the sky, and watched the darkness crash down.  "I'm very happy to meet you in this life. It's just a pity that God didn't give us a little more time. But now, it's good." Qiannan grabbed Xinghe's hand hard and watched the sword light of the future sword hovering.  , fell into the darkness, a pair of black hands gently grasped the sword of the future, the hope and sin, the future and darkness, were so harmonious.  Lin Huang's eyes were cold and cold, and there was no emotion in his black eyes. Everything in the world was in his eyes. He could see Xinghe and Qiannan holding hands, raising their heads, looking up, and smiling. This was not death.  It's about relief, it's about the beginning of another life.  Lin Huang slowly raised his hand and squeezed it gently, as if he was holding the entire world, and everything turned black instantly.?, without any light, the whole world will be desolate from now on, and it will be eternal night from now on.  In the endless darkness, there are only two points of light. In the depths of the darkness, there is a tall golden statue, filled with faith, invisible and intangible. It quietly looks at the man who is completely lost in the darkness.  .  Another point of light, hidden in the darkness, is a sword. A point of sword light, even if it is obscured by darkness, must exude the light of hope.  The whole world went dark, and in this endless darkness, gods made of gold fell from the sky with incredible power, and fell with a crash.  One after another, incredibly majestic figures fell from the heaven. These sealed gods finally descended from the heaven in one step.  In other words, it is not the coming, but the complete destruction of all heavens and realms, and the whole world finally reveals its true nature.  The gods standing outside the mirror are not still standing outside the mirror at this moment, but the people in the mirror finally broke the mirror and walked in front of the gods, carrying all the sin and darkness.  In the dark world, purple air currents were all swallowed up by the majestic figures, and the aura became more majestic and vast, like a divine body made of gold, standing tall against the sky and the ground, with cold golden eyes.  Looking at Lin Huang.  After a long time, it seemed like only a second had passed, and vast thoughts were transmitted from those majestic gods made of gold.  "In the name of my thunder, I will judge your sins and grant you death!" "In the name of my heaven, I will judge your sins and grant you death!" "In the name of my jade, I will judge your sins and grant you  Death! " Silently, an extremely majestic divine body came towards Lin Huang. Lin Huang had no expression on his face and his eyes were indifferent. He just slowly raised the future sword in his hand and slashed it down.  .  The light of the sword is silent, everything is silent, or it can be said that the sound is loud and the avenue is invisible. This last battle, this battle against the gods, in the end, abandoned all the fancy, sound and light, just simple  Slash and kill, the loser will fall down, and the winner will stand up.  It¡¯s so simple. The future sword in Lin Huang¡¯s hand is not stained with blood, but is swaying more and more. The light of hope in it becomes more and more intense. You can see the avenues intertwined into textures on it, making it supremely sharp.  Lin Huang stepped forward and struck down with a sword. A despised god was cut into two pieces by Lin Huang with one sword. It was so simple that if there were any survivors who could witness with their own eyes the history of all the worlds.  The most brutal divine battle, perhaps it is impossible to imagine that this final divine battle would be like this.  It¡¯s like an ant would guess what a person who casually crushes countless ants to death would look like if he fought.  Maybe not as great and immortal as imagined.  Without the reference of the starry sky, even the stars, the world, and everything else cannot be used as a reference. Who can know how terrible the war that happens silently in the darkness is.  That fallen sword, that backhand punch, it doesn't matter what it can destroy or create, because in this war, all the worlds have been destroyed, and no one is lucky enough to see this.  A battle.  Lin Huang¡¯s hands are a little tired. It¡¯s hard to imagine that he would still feel tired at this point. Of course, if your enemy is three thousand gods, then maybe you will feel tired too.  Lin Huang fell with his sword, and the Future Sword was spotless. None of the gods he killed under the Future Sword survived. All the Tao, together with the boundless divine power, were completely swallowed by the Future Sword, so the Future Sword's  The sword light became even brighter and sharper.  A golden mace suddenly hit Lin Huang's body, and Lin Huang's body dimmed instantly. The deep darkness and sin seemed to be purified and annihilated by this blow.  But Lin Huang did not retreat, and with his backhand came down another sword, killing a god with golden horns on his head. Golden blood fell on the sword, making the sword light even more stunning, sweeping in all directions.  But soon more artifacts were blasted at Lin Huang. Lin Huang had no expression on his face. He just walked forward step by step, waving the sword in his hand, as if he had risen from humble beginnings over the years.  Move forward, never look back, never retreat. No matter who the enemy is, you will never retreat.  This, the path he chose, is nothing more than killing people when people stand in their way, and killing gods when they stand in the way of gods.  But the hand wielding the sword felt a little tired for some reason. When the sword fell, Lin Huang was also thinking about those simple and ordinary happiness.  With that sword swing, Lin Huang would also wonder if he would have been happier if he had stayed and thought endlessly.  With that sword slashed down, would Lin Huang also think about what it would be like to become a god and enjoy 5.6 billion years of immortality, seeing the clouds clear and the wind gentle, the flowers blooming and withering, and all the things in the world of mortals following the east?Will you be lonelier in the future than you are now?  That sword was followed by another. Lin Huang's black eyes were calm and indifferent, just like the self he saw in the mirror at the very beginning. Unexpectedly, he had not changed along the way.  PS: After some calculation, it should be over within five chapters.  I'm working hard to finish it, and there will be recommendations next week. In order not to waste the recommendations, I will write one chapter a day these days, and the finale will be Tuesday.  Finally, I have to say that the new book has been released. Please go and collect it. If you still have recommendation votes, please try to vote for the new book. Thank you.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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