Intruders of the Moon World

There is no value and no mercy at all. It is he who has come here step by step, to this present where there is no future.

However, even if he is like a walking dead, he still remembers his name and remembers that he is a "brave".

This title was not bestowed by the gods, but the respectful title he was worshiped by the world against the Demon King with his own will.

Bemoaning his future, he also acknowledges his past.

Its name is [Rama], the prince who reincarnated from heaven and man, and the brave man who wiped out the demon king.

Yes, the original him came to this world only to respond to the expectations of the people and the gods.

Even though he had fallen into his current state, he had never regretted his original wish to stand up against the Demon King.

"The Demon King of Swords!"

The star ring flashed, and the dazzling sword of light condensed on the left hand.

"I will knock you down!"

It is not the mandala sword bestowed by the gods, but the power of the most essential "brave" who was the leader of the hero at first.

Seeing that radiance, Ye Qing smiled faintly, the black chain wrapped around his right hand, connecting with Bai Wugou's saber.

The immortal hero, the dragon-slaying white steel, and the dragon-snake elf are perfectly combined, and the mantra is constantly surging.

It is a blow of extinction, the blade of heaven that cuts off karma!

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An indescribably wonderful feeling surged in Rama's chest, the long-lost blood filled his brain, and his instinct as a brave man was screaming anxiously.

This is by no means disgust or hatred, even though the body was penetrated by the other party, but Rama didn't have a trace of dark emotion in his heart.

Even, he may be able to become friends with the other party - but this possibility only exists in a world without gods and godslayers.

Now, all he has to do is try his best to defeat the opponent, which is the same for both parties.

When each other's strength reached its peak, breathing stopped at the same time.

"—"

There were no extra actions or words, just waving the sword in his hand, the sacred and resolute golden light collided with the pure and flawless white steel blade.

"Ding--"

There is no earth-shattering roar, only the crisp sound of steel.

It swayed slightly like a breeze, and stretched infinitely like a silk thread without beginning and end.

Then at a certain moment, the ever-extending silk thread was stretched to the extreme, and broke in two without any warning.

"Crack--crack-crack!"

A crack appeared on the hero's great sword of light, followed by shattered glass, veins like veins of leaves covered the great sword, and disappeared into countless golden light spots amidst the crackling sound.

A gust of "wind" swept over the brave man's body, blowing away the star ring behind him.

Although it cannot be seen, it is undoubtedly a "blade" capable of cutting through immortality and contradictory karma.

"Pfft—!"

Large and small sword wounds appeared on the body, and a corner of purgatory appeared here, and the brave man's body became riddled with holes in the blink of an eye.

"Ha ha......"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, barely maintaining a standing posture, the brave smiled weakly but heartily.

"If you lose, you lose, you still lose."

"His Royal Highness!"

The white monkey rushing over anxiously wanted to help the brave man, but he stretched out his hand and refused.

"Enough is enough..."

Rama thought for a while, and his expression became relieved.

"Now, there is no need for me to stand on the ground... Even if I fall here, no one will blame me."

There is no need to consider the identity of the hero anymore, he can fall now... no, "finally" can fall.

After saying that, Prince Rama fell backwards without any image, his upright back touched the ground, kicking up a layer of dust.

The mandala in the sky lost its brilliance and slowly disappeared, and the golden gate gradually disappeared.

"call......"

With his chest heaving high, Rama lay in the center of the sinkhole and looked at the midnight sky. The sky was filled with stars, which gave him an unspeakable peace of mind.

How long has it been since I saw the sky like this?

Unbelievable, there is neither the shame of defeat, nor the anger and hatred towards the enemy, the mind is blank, and the only thought is just wanting to take a look at the starry sky.

"It's your victory, Demon King of Swords."

"Ah..." Ye Qing replied softly, his chest heaving and breathing heavily.

"I won, you lost."

"Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet." The brave man laughed, "Only you know my real name unilaterally, which is too unfair."

"...My name is Ye Qing."

"Ye Qing...I have something to ask you, is that okay?"

"what?"

"I don't want to wake up anymore... After this body dies and turns into a magic knife, can you seal it up forever? Ah, it's a bit troublesome, but if it's you, you should be able to do it.

After all, you've already 'chopped' part of it just now..."

"..." Ye Qing didn't answer right away.

"I, since I came to the world, I have been clearing the land of demon kings who plunder at will for thousands of years... No matter how high the gods' expectations are for me, this count A thousand years should be enough to repay this expectation."

"...is that enough?"

"Ah, enough."

Rama said with a smile: "There is nothing to regret anymore. This battle is enough. This is the end of the road to annihilate the Demon King. It is really a perfect ending."

"I have been given the fate of 'killing the devil' - not rhetorical, but a real blessing and curse.

This kind of fate prevents me from really dying. Even if my body dies, I will just turn into a magic knife and go to sleep. Sooner or later, I will wake up again to complete the unfinished task.

Therefore, it is impossible to stop me by ordinary means, but you are different.You...have a better [sword] than my divine sword.

If it is this sword, it is not surprising that it can cut off cause and effect and fate. "

Ye Qing took a deep look at Rama: "Are you going to give up the mission and let a demon king like me run rampant in the world?"

"Hehe...cough, stop joking, Ye Qing."

The gray-haired brave man: "You won't sit back and watch the world fall into chaos. I knew this kind of thing from the very beginning of the swordsmanship.

I can just leave it to you... If you want to protect this world, you are more suitable than me who only destroys. "

"Hey, don't pass your troubles on to others so lightly!" The corner of Ye Qing's mouth twitched, "I don't want to be bound by such a heavy shackle. In the end, I just did what I wanted to do."

To protect the world or something, find someone who is more responsible and boring to do it——said the swordsman to the brave man.

"This tone of confession...do you regret it?

After living like a machine for thousands of years, do you feel that your original decision was wrong, shouldn't you accept the request of the gods? "

"...I, don't regret it."

After a moment of silence, the brave man murmured.

"It has nothing to do with the stars and gods in the sky. The reason why I came to this world is only my own selfishness."

"selfish?"

"Yeah, it's purely for self-satisfaction." Rama's tone and demeanor became sad, "Because... I can't do it——I can't turn a blind eye to those who ask for help!"

Not every godslayer is "harmless to humans and animals" like Ye Qing, it's better to say that the vast majority of them are reckless.

And Rama's original intention of coming as the "King of the End" was not just to respond to the gods, but more to save the people on the ground who were tortured by the devil.

However, once this journey begins, it cannot be stopped. The brave man who is tightly entwined by fate is already as hard to break free as a bug caught in a spider's web.

"It's true, you are such a man..."

Ye Qing covered the hideous wound on his left chest, although the pain was unbearable, but his expression was calm and gentle.

"I will not accept this kind of burden... But it is not impossible to help you break free from the shackles of fate."

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"Hey, brave man, let me set you free."

A deep light flashed in Ye Qing's pupils of the heavenly realm, and the cold pure white blade reflected something like entangled silk threads.

"What are you doing!?"

With a dodge, Hanuman, the king of wind, stood in front of Rama.

"Stop, my siblings." The gray-haired brave man said calmly, "Although it's a bit willful, this is my only request. I hope you don't do anything, just quietly record my end there. gone."

"My lord... well, since you said so." The white ape moved away with difficulty.

All he can do now is to accompany Rama until the end.

This king has lost too much in order to complete his mission. Looking back, his wife left him, and his brother also degenerated into a twisted existence.Now, the only thing that can comfort Rama is his comrade-in-arms who is always by his side.

At least, the end of the brave should not be alone.

"call--"

Ye Qing clenched Bai Wugou tightly, just as he was about to raise his wrist, his expression suddenly changed.