Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 535 Ragnarok
In the boundless starry sky,

An extremely red twisted planet, emitting endless blood mist.

These blood mist spread in all directions, infecting the surrounding universe.

Puff, puff.

The sound of heartbeats echoed throughout the galaxy.

Puff, puff!
In the blood mist, a figure that was so big that it filled the entire galaxy quietly appeared.

It's a bug.

No, it should be called Him.

He is a worm!

In the center of His body, the bright red twisted heart was beating violently.

As if due to beating, His outline is gradually becoming solid and concrete.

It's hard to describe exactly how huge He is.

The heart alone is comparable to a star.

As He breathed, all the dust and stardust in the sea of ​​stars merged into one stream and were inhaled by His mouthparts.

Then, as soon as he spit it out, endless black viscous filth was spit out from His mouth, dyeing the entire universe into pitch black!
In front of Him, the blue star was like a small broken ball like a children's toy, emitting light blue light.

The next second, he aimed at the blue star and opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, like an extremely large black hole!

Blue Star, the core area of ​​participating companies.

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw the entire sky stained with scarlet red.

A deep sense of powerlessness came over me.

Too strong.

More powerful than any creature seen before.

He is like a world-destroying god, and as ordinary mortals, they can only kneel down and pray for mercy and grace.

Even if this god is a bug with a mouth full of sharp teeth and is bigger than the entire galaxy!

At this moment, the village's only hope, Han Zhan, has also failed.

If there hadn't been that battle with the empire, relying on the three sword energies left by the Yellow Emperor, he might have been able to kill him and complete the feat of killing gods.

But because of the internal struggles of Blue Star humans, this possibility came to nothing.

How to do? !

"I have a way!" At this moment, Xia Youwei stood up.

Her words made the other women suddenly understand.

"Dusk Movement!"

"It's the prop left to us by the black hood who calls himself Dawn!"

Black Hood once said at that time that these two props could help reverse the situation in the Korean War.

Among them, [Shuttle Gate] has achieved great success, but [Twilight Movement] has not yet found a suitable opportunity.

But, can [Twilight Movement] really kill a resurrected god?
"No matter what, at this point, there is no other way."

After Xia Youwei said that, she pulled out the page of music.

The yellowed music floats quietly in the air.

It is no different from the most ordinary old paper.

Xia Youwei sat down cross-legged, Fu Xiqin appeared in front of her.

The movement transformed into a musical score, and according to the musical score it presented, Xia Youwei plucked the strings without hesitation.

When the strings are plucked.

It’s no longer the familiar clanging sound of the piano.

A sound that should not belong to Fuxi Qin, or even to any other description on Blue Star, sounded in everyone's ears.

Absurd, strange, and inexplicable palpitating emotions flowed uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.

The moment this sound sounded, even the original heartbeat was covered up.

That "god-like" insect suddenly stopped eating Blue Star.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes showed fear, and he even fluttered his wings and wanted to fly.

But immediately, his figure was imprisoned in the void!
The "sound of the piano" continues to sound. Those special syllables that do not exist in the world make people's hair stand on end and at the same time give rise to the urge to worship them.

Ordinary people on Blue Star fell to their knees as soon as they heard these syllables.

They were prostrate on the ground, as if worshiping something.

It's not just them.

Those cultivators with a slightly lower level of cultivation also knelt on the ground uncontrollably, with expressions of fear and tears streaming down their cheeks.

Nameless sadness welled up in my heart.

The feeling of desolation, loneliness and sadness fills the world.

It was only then that they seemed to truly understand what "twilight" was.

The dusk movement is a sad music!
Xiao Zhengtai Han Zhan clenched his hands to resist this feeling of powerlessness and submission.

What kind of music is Youwei playing? !

That piece of music floating in the air, burning, for whom is it played? !
He stubbornly raised his head and looked into the sky.

He found the truth he wanted to know.

That's a god.

more than one!
As the sound of the piano resonates, a light and shadow that does not exist in the world appears in the vast universe.

Their figures filled the entire sea of ​​​​stars. Compared with them, the insect-shaped "gods" that were originally thought to be exaggerated and terrifying were far inferior.

The only difference is that these lights and shadows are more ethereal than the resurrected insect-shaped gods, as if they may be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

Their state is also very wrong.

With just a quick glance, Han Zhan saw:
Some gods only have the upper half of their body left, while the lower half is empty and missing.

Some gods had more than half of their heads chewed off, and only their outlines could be barely made out.

Some gods are covered with densely packed swords, and their expressions are sad and unwilling.

Some gods have eight arms and gouge their eyes, looking up to the sky and roaring, with a huge gap in their stomachs.

Ragnarok, this is what it really means!
Han Zhan only saw one glance. He felt as if someone had hit him on the back of the head with a stick. His vision turned black and he fainted.

Xia Youwei remembered the black hood's instructions, simply closed her eyes, and relied on her memory to play the last few notes.

The evening movement comes to an end.

The yellowed sheet of music was also completely burned.

The phantoms of gods with different expressions in the boundless sea of ​​stars finally disappeared.

The entire void returned to calm.

It's like nothing happened.

It was only then that everyone was surprised to find that it was dawn.

The original red moon disappeared.

The insect shadows that came through the resurrection of God's Heart also disappeared with the end of the dusk movement.

The moon is still the same moon.

A completely dead heart, the heart of God.

"Is it really over now?" Nuan Xue sat on the ground with her legs a little weak, revealing two long white legs.

Li Lingzhen walked up to Xia Youwei with some concern and asked her if there were any adverse effects after playing the Dusk Movement.

Shang Siting and Gong Yangjin supported the fainting little Zhengtai Han Zhan in their arms.

Everyone is lamenting the aftermath of the disaster.

Only one person did something different from the others.

That person is Shang Jianyue.

He raised his head, looked up at the sky, and murmured to himself: "Yes, it's completely over now."

"Shangshang Company, this name was given by me. It became brilliant because of me, but today, it will eventually be destroyed because of me."

"Everyone, please excuse me for a moment."

"I'm going to heaven to handle some personal matters and bring an end to the business venture."

(End of this chapter)