Qing Keisuke looked down at Ying Ye Renko, his tearful eyes full of struggle and brokenness.
It’s really beautiful!
The Demon King secretly admired her and waited for her to make her choice without saying a word.
"If I die...will it bring about the defeat of "Z"?"
"I promise you, "Z"'s death will come."
"..."
Ying Ye Lunzi lowered her head and sobbed, but it only took a short moment for her to shed her tears, and her already hardened heart returned to peace.
"Then it's up to you, Qinggui-kun!"
Yes, before she set foot on this road, she was already prepared to die at any time.
It would be better to say that being able to get Qing Keisuke's promise at this time made her feel as if a heavy burden had been lifted and she could calmly move towards the doomed end of death.
In the brief moments before her death, the last thing Rinzi thought of was her child.
That was the only person she felt guilty about.
"Please tell Teruo that I love her very much."
"..."
Aoi Keisuke did not make any more promises. After all, he did not have a close relationship with Rinko Ekino and Teruo Ekino.
At this moment, he just wanted Ying Ye Renko to dedicate his life, and it was not that he had any sympathy for her life.
He stretched out his palm and slowly covered Yingye Renzi's forehead.
"Miss Lun, leave all this love, hate and regret to me."
It is rare that Aoi Keisuke is not brainwashed and is willing to sacrifice his life, and every such being is the most precious sacrifice.
He will keep nothing and use it all.
"Go to sleep."
Just for a moment, Yingye Renzi's eyes lost their luster, and black thorns bloomed from her forehead.
Soon, together with her body, she disappeared from this world.
The black light of the thorns was ferocious and frantic, moving violently in Qing Keisuke's hands, exuding extremely strong spirituality.
The spirituality in this world is born from the blood and spirit of life. After Renko Ekino dedicated everything to Keisuke Aoi, this spirituality became the weapon for the devil to unleash his thunderous wrath.
"Then...what is it?"
"Z"'s hesitant voice came from inside the coffin.
"This is the final curse, "Z"."
Qing Keisuke lowered his eyes and concentrated on forging this curse, even his voice became softer as a result.
This gentle tone made "Z" finally feel the fear of death.
"No, this is impossible!"
Why can Aoi Keisuke still produce such huge energy?
Why can such a powerful curse be cast?
"About the curse, I actually didn't tell you anything."
Qing Keisuke picked up the thorns as he spoke. Under his control, all the power was re-contained and turned into a weapon capable of killing gods.
Call it a "sword" or a "thorn", Qing Keisuke held this cursed weapon and walked towards the coffin of the starry sky.
"Although things like curses become fragile after being highly harmful,... what if it only needs to exist for a moment?
It is enough to cause damage at this moment, and it does not matter whether it exists or is broken afterwards.
This is the most naked curse and the most vicious harm in human nature."
Qing Keisuke raised the sharp thorn and penetrated the coffin as if it were inserted into the soil, penetrated the seal, and finally penetrated "Z"'s body.
"Pfft——"
The coffin overflowed with divine blood.
"Uh, ah!"
"Z" roared in pain, and struggled violently, the power to rewrite the world was driven to the extreme.
The shackles that bound Him turned into air, and the coffin turned into rainwater, scattering in all directions.
Qing Keisuke saw his electronic screen-like mask, which was flickering on and off violently.
"Ah." He smiled as if he suddenly realized, "So this is your face."
"I won't end up here!"
"Z" raised his hand, grabbed the sharp thorn that had pierced his roots, and frantically tried to pull it out.
But Qing Keisuke seemed to have the power of a giant dragon, clamping down on the other end of the sharp thorn, making it motionless.
"It's so ugly, "Z".
Didn't I say that this curse has completed its mission the moment it hit you?"
"You can't kill! Die! Me!"
"Z" finally tore off the sharp thorns. He looked down at his pierced body, angrily gathered his strength, punched Qing Keisuke, and drove him into the palm of the starry sky, all the way to the boundary of the pure realm.
But he could already feel the power flowing away rapidly, otherwise the blow just now would have been enough to tear Qing Keisuke's body into pieces.
"Zi...Zi..."
His body seemed to have turned into an old television, showing distorted, black-and-white images.
Death is really coming.
"Does such a curse... really exist?"
He stretched out his hand to press his wound, trying in vain to mend it.
In the end, he summoned all his god's blood.
"jingle--"
The four blood-colored coins that were forcibly condensed also tended to become unstable. "Z" looked at his hope of becoming a god and finally made up his mind.
He placed four coins in the palm of his hand, and then summoned a virtual space to swallow up everything around him.
"Buzz!"
Soon, the entire Pure Domain was assimilated into the virtual space in an instant.
"Z" activated four pieces of God's Blood at the same time, and before the powerful force tore him apart, he used the power of God's Blood to issue an order that subverted everything.
"RESET" (restart)
The huge pressure tore his body apart, and the entire virtual space was filled with cracks. The virtual data flow was shattered by the divine power and turned into useless redundancy.
The huge power was turning everything upside down, and he felt that the curse implanted in his source code finally showed signs of being peeled off.
The four blood of gods changed back to their original appearance, flew high into the sky, and began to represent "Z"'s will.
"Hahaha! Qing Keisuke, what a pity...the power of God's blood can create miracles!"
"Even time can be reversed!"
"Z" was thinking so wildly, but he didn't notice that a dark flower of thorns had bloomed where the sharp thorn had pierced his body.
His body was quietly disappearing, and the pierced hole was also expanding.
The curse Aoi Keisuke pierced into his body for the second time ignored the movement of time, and like a bone-gnawing poison, obliterated his existence itself.
Until His raised head was swallowed up, all the codes and data He created finally lost their effect completely.
As a result, "Z" slowly died in crazy joy.
Just like He was born without consciousness and died without consciousness.
Only the four violent drops of God's blood were left hovering in the air, running on their own, performing His final technique.
——Restart everything!
Qing Keisuke was lying on the edge of the pure realm. In order to resist "Z"'s counterattack, he had almost exhausted his spirituality. Now he could only watch as the blood of God began to inspire conceptual-level power.
"The blood of God...what exactly is it?"
He doesn't think that this level of energy can reverse time and space, but if the technique is distorted because of this, I'm afraid he will be more dangerous...
Just as he was thinking about how to escape, suddenly an extremely sharp sword light struck from under the Pure Domain, and struck the center of the four drops of God's Blood in the blink of an eye.
The core of the art that operates based on the blood of God was directly destroyed by this sword, causing all pathways to stop, directly allowing the blood of God to return to stability.
Qing Keisuke's eyes suddenly widened, frightened by the precision of this sword.
The person who draws the sword is undoubtedly the sword master!
Was it someone from the General League who took action?
And as the sword master drew his sword, the entire pure domain finally began to collapse irreparably.
Upon seeing this, Qing Keisuke took the initiative to destroy the Buddhist temple in the pure domain, stirring up the spirituality of the entire space, allowing himself to take the opportunity to hide in it, and then without hesitation asked his allies for help: "Hanako!"
"You monster, do you know who is outside the Pure Domain now? I'm really convinced!"
"That's a whale!"
Sister Hanako kicked No. 7274 in the butt and ordered her to reach out and fish Keisuke Aoi into her own pure space.
…………
The one-word whale slowly sheathed his sword, confirming that tonight's crisis had disappeared, and then took out the gold head in his sleeve.
"Sir, the matter has been resolved."
"You are indeed a one-word whale! The specific situation..."
"Ouch, is there any other specific situation? I'm rushing back to teach my young apprentice swordsmanship. Let your people check it out on their own. Anyway, it's been confirmed that "Z" is dead! That's all!"
The one-word whale casually crushed the communicator and stretched out comfortably - it was really pleasant to resolve the incident satisfactorily with just one strike of the sword.
“And I also saw an interesting young man. It was a worthwhile trip!”
One-word whale has a feeling that maybe he will be able to meet him again in reality soon.
As for the blood of gods suspended in the air, he has no interest - this thing is a complete trouble for him.
So even if Sister Hanako secretly made a drop of hair, he would turn a blind eye. Anyway, recovering three drops of God's blood is also a great achievement, and it makes no difference to him.
"Okay, reward yourself with drinks at the izakaya!"