Xingyue, another world recasts the glory of human nature

"I know...Teacher. I will implement this belief. And I will pass it on."

"That's good."

Ludwig closed his eyes, and the Blade of Mercy fell, giving him complete relief.

At the moment when Ludwig fell, Kazama suddenly caught something.

It's very vague, like some kind of mark that is remembered by people.

"This is..."

That kind of thing is [-]% similar to the feeling Kazama had when he came into contact with the Heroic Soul Seat.But compared to the stable entity above the Heroic Soul Seat.The mark is like an illusory bubble.

A localized heroic spirit from another world?

The Human Theory that Kazama carries is a branch of the Moon-shaped Human Theory tree, and it is meant to take root and grow in this different world.

Since the indigenous people of this world can be accommodated under the radiance of human nature, it seems not impossible that the recorded information of this world can be transformed into local heroic spirits.

However, Ludwig's legend was too low and he did not become the basis for a heroic spirit.

But this kind of thing may not happen. Things like heroic spirits are linear in nature. Even if they are dead, there is still the possibility of passing on stories and beliefs.

Kazama looked at Irene's back.

If Irene inherits Ludwig's legacy and beliefs and continues to pass them on in the future, maybe Ludwig really has a chance to become a reality on the local Heroic Seat.

Of course, the premise is that the brilliance of human reason needs to cover the world.

Kazama withdrew his gaze from Irene, and his gaze fell on the moonlight sword that fell on the steps.

Without its owner, its light instantly dimmed.However, despite being surrounded by blood, the holy sword still remained clear and uncontaminated.

Chapter 173 The Place Where God Descends

People choose swords, and swords also choose people, especially for the treasures of the planet or the world.Like the Holy Sword of the Stars, it has its destined master.Just like the legend of Camelot, the sword in the stone can only be pulled out by the one and only king.

Eileen knelt down next to Ludwig's body. She clasped her hands together as if performing a farewell ceremony unique to the hunter.

Then, she came to the holy sword that fell into the blood.She picked it up and brought it to Kazama.

"Master Kazama..." Irene held up the moonlight sword with both hands.

"This is your teacher's relic, you'd better keep it."

Kazama shook his head.

"No, the teacher told me in his last words that I would give this sword to you."

"Besides, I really don't have the qualifications to hold it."

In Irene's hands, the holy sword dimmed, far less magical than when Ludwig held it.

Hearing Irene's words, Kazama pondered for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to the hilt of the moonlight sword.

Kazama's warrior training has never fallen behind. Arash and Spartacus are his warrior teachers.It's just that among sword weapons, Kazama is good at one-handed swords.This kind of two-handed sword is generally only suitable for use by tall and muscular men.

When I came into contact with the Moonlight Holy Sword with this idea in mind.

The blade of the holy sword became bright again, and the halo of light lingered inside the crystal blade, as if weaving into a deep universe.The surface of the sword also emits soft and pure emerald green light.

Amidst the gentle cry of the holy sword, its blade began to shrink, and then turned into a long sword that Kazama could hold with one hand.

Kazama gained the right to use this holy sword of a different world and could also feel its status.

The condition of this moonlight sword is not good, if the holy sword is compared to a living creature.

The Moonlight Sword was already very thin. Although nothing could be seen from the outside, its inner spirituality was severely damaged.

The radiance of human reason flows slowly and naturally sinks into the Holy Sword of the Stars, filling its damage.

The Moonlight Sword trembled slightly, as if it was making a pleasant sound.

At the same time, some scenes unfolded in Kazama's eyes.

Kazama saw a huge city that was no less than a modern human metropolis, housing tens of millions of people.Relying on magic technology, a prosperous civilization stands in this world.

But one day, something terrible happened.

The background of the coming of that terrible existence was realized amidst the wails of tens of millions of people.

The city that had gone through nearly a thousand years of history was destroyed in one fell swoop, and the aftermath of the disaster almost completely destroyed that prosperous civilization.The world fell into darkness because of this disaster.

Kazama saw these broken scenes from a first-hand perspective.

And these scenes come from what a previous owner of this Moonlight Holy Sword saw.

This sword was lost among the ruins of the ruined city with the death of its owner.

It was not until later that the ancestors of Yanan came to this land, broke through the forbidden land, and excavated the ruins that the sword was able to see the light of day again.

All the scenes before his eyes disappeared, and Kazama's consciousness returned to reality.In reality, time has only passed in an instant.

The eyes of all the heroic spirits are focused on Fengjian, how keen the perception of the heroic spirits is.Kazama's mere moment of trance was also captured.

Kazama looked down at the Moonlight Sword in his hand and shook his head:

"Ludwig, who was forcibly transformed into an apostle, is the last resort for the Healing Church. All we have to do is move forward."

"The Healing Church reshaped the powerful existence that had fallen before and called it the God of Rebirth... and then sent the God of Rebirth back to the ending he should have had."

The stagnant team moved forward again and entered the church.

The candlelit church was empty, and a snake-shaped statue made up of countless fragments stood in the center.

"Arash, crush it."

Following Kazama's command, Arash held the arrow in his hand and opened the bowstring.

The arrow shot out and sank into the head of the statue.The statue instantly shattered and collapsed, revealing a door behind it.

The light shines in from outside the door, and beyond the church is an open field.

Led by Lancelot, everyone lined up through the door, and a huge square appeared in front of everyone.

The square is in the shape of a huge circle, and the ground is paved with bluestone, revealing traces of erosion.

It is surrounded by arch-shaped buildings made of stone columns, and facing the cathedral is a tall bell tower.

In the center of the square, the thick robes fell down, and beside the robes fell an antler mask.

The clothes of Archbishop Lawrence who healed the church, but he himself was missing.

An eerie silence filled the square.

The silence here is deeper than the streets outside, and the color of the sky is also deeper and darker red.

A dull feeling enveloped everyone who stepped in here.

"Alienation..."

Both Hohenheim and Avisbronn felt deeply that the space here was clearly layered with the outside towns.

All parts of reality have been stripped away here.

As everyone arrived, the tall bell tower at the front of the square rang.

When no one struck the bell, the sound spread in all directions.The whole of Yanan can hear the continuous ringing of bells.

The bells seemed to be celebrating the birth of something, representing Yanan's cheers and hopes.

Suddenly a black spot appeared in the sky.

Like a map, the black spots eroded the plane of the sky.

The black spot expanded rapidly and eventually turned into a huge hole.

Bloody rain fell on the ground from the hole.

It was blood at first, and then the broken limbs of various creatures began to fall.

"There is something that is breaking the boundary between reality and fiction...it is coming."

"Can it be stopped now?"

Although Ludwig said that the monster created by the Healing Church could no longer prevent its coming, Kazama still wanted to ask the opinions of the professionals around him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kazama. The anchor of that thing has been completely fixed in the space of Yanan. Unless it has a Noble Phantasm that breaks the boundary and completely wipes out the city of Yanan. Otherwise, Now we have no means to interfere with that thing."

Avisbron explained:

"Of course, when that thing really crosses the boundary, it has the reality of existence and has the opportunity to interfere."

"so..."

Kazama clenched the Moonlight Sword in his hand and watched the black hole continuously spilling corpses and blood.

More and more corpses were scattered from the sky, and they were getting bigger and bigger. They began not to stick to the human form, but the body fragments of some kind of monster whose full appearance was difficult to see.

These stones representing death accumulated in the huge square and soon transformed into a hill.

Chapter 174 Nether World

The nearly three-meter-long hill of twisted corpses was not just dry and rotten corpses. It was still thick with blood. It seemed that its original owner had died not long ago and had been dismembered to look like this.

He looked up at the black hole in the sky where these blood clots were constantly falling out.There is indeed some kind of realm above that hole.

That is....

"Underworld."

Kazama spit out a noun from his mouth.

When holding the moonlight sword, this treasure of stars conveyed some information from the past to Kazama's mind.

Many of them are what Kazama has long wanted to know, about the secrets behind this world.

"The desire of intelligent creatures to explore the outside world has never stopped. And the same is true for the former masters of this world, the prosperous civilization."

"It's just that there was an accident during the exploration. The prime minister of the civilized empire, the sage, came into contact with something and held a grand sacrifice to it."

"So much so that the huge demon world is connected to this place."

"The world called Netherworld has eroded this world and wants to assimilate and devour it."

"And this other world has begun to sink. The inside of the world has been completely swallowed up by the Nether World. The original Gaia consciousness and Alaya consciousness have been completely wiped out."

"The Nether Realm has become the shadow of this world, and it is not satisfied with this. It desires more, wants to break through the inside of the world, and completely descend from illusion to reality."

"And when that moment comes, it will be the moment when the world is completely swallowed up."

The revelation that Kazama had received before, the picture he saw, the huge abyss covering almost the entire sky, was the shadow of the Netherworld in this world.

"The advent of human reason has not been targeted by the collective will of this world, because the collective consciousness of this world has been destroyed before."

Therefore, human reason can easily summon various moon-shaped people and heroic spirit followers here without being backlashed.

"This is a world gradually entering darkness..."

To some extent, it is actually not suitable for human principles to take root here.

As Fengjian slowly spoke, the corpses that continued to fall from the hole in the nether world gradually stopped.The hole in the underworld that was opened slowly shrank and then disappeared.

The City of Healing contacted the Nether World, and relying on the ruins of Anor Londo that had been eroded into the outer layer of the Nether World, the existence created by the pile up has truly arrived.

The hill made of piled corpses trembled at the distance, and then, a long and winding figure soared into the sky from the mountain of corpses.

The bell was still ringing, and was ringing more intensely, but at this moment the bell suddenly stopped.

A terrifying figure like a giant snake appeared in front of everyone.

If you look closely, it is almost identical to the statue in the Cathedral of the Healing Church.The only difference is that the stone fragments pieced together into the stone statue have been replaced with more twisted and bloody amorphous corpses.

The head of the giant snake is a bloody skull, with empty eyes, looking down at the people in the square.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and a bloody moon appeared in the sky above the monster's head.

The God of Blood Moon and Rebirth!

To a certain extent, the existence composed of the corpses of powerful creatures in the netherworld has indeed transcended the boundaries of biology and physics. To humans, it can be called a god.

And there is indeed a divinity that is twisted and chaotic but really exists in his body.

Under the cover of the bloody moonlight, the earth began to tremble, and the space in this area began to be changed under the power of God.