Looking forward to another world.

Chapter 1211: The End

At the beginning, when he returned to the world of Dicuo for the second time, Lige used the world-class item "Thermal Stone" as the raw material and commissioned the forging goddess Hephaestus to ask her to tailor a weapon for him.

That was a weapon that the forging god Hephaestus was so excited about that she added some materials from her own collection in heaven, and forged it with divine craftsmanship that no one could match. Finally, it was successfully created.

But after this weapon came out, the forging god regretted bringing it into this world.

In her words, this weapon is too dangerous and should not appear in the underworld.

She even hoped that Lige would never use this weapon, so much so that Lige has never used it since he got it.

This weapon is also Lige's biggest trump card that he has been hiding, and it is a trump card that he will never use easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Until today, facing the fallen king, facing the vicious and powerful enemy who might make the entire Akashia continent lifeless again, Lige finally took out this weapon.

"The name of the sword is End."

As the darkness surged forward, seemingly able to engulf the entire world, Lige's voice rang out softly.

"This is also your end."

As soon as the words fell, a tsunami-like darkness that seemed to be able to drown the world roared in and covered Lige.

Li Ge did not dodge or evade, but instead took the initiative to walk forward, flying through the air, and walked into the darkness.

Looking closely, when Lige walked forward, the knife in his hand also moved with him, leaving a trace in the space.

"Wow—"

The darkness twisted madly like a whirlpool, dragging Lige tightly, intending to drag him into the depths of darkness where nothing could survive.

Once you enter there, everything will be destroyed, even Lige is no exception.

But when the darkness engulfed him and was about to drag him into the abyss, Lige moved.

He swung his sword suddenly, letting the blade of the final sword cut through the darkness.

The knife was very light and graceful. You could tell at first glance that no force was used at all, it was just a casual swing.

However, when the blade of the final move slashed out lightly, a shocking scene appeared.

"puff!"

The darkness that could shatter even Lige's domain was torn apart in an instant by that light knife, like a piece of thin paper.

The blade named End easily cut through the darkness and even the space, leaving a hideous crack in the space that did not disappear for a long time.

"impossible!"

Seeing this scene, Yaraculon couldn't believe his eyes.

Especially when the darkness was torn, the torn area continued to expand, covering the entire darkness at an alarming speed, tearing the entire darkness apart. Even Yarakulon lost his composure.

Li Ge was not surprised at all and continued to walk forward slowly.

Wherever it passed, wherever the hanging blade passed, it would leave a dark crack that could not be repaired at all.

"What kind of weapon is that?"

Yaraculon couldn't help but take a step back.

There was no swinging, no exertion of special force, just natural holding of the knife, but wherever the blade moved was actually cut?

That's not an obstacle, it's space!

Just because something moved over there, that piece of space was cut open?
How could there be such a terrifying weapon in this world?

Even if it's a holy sword, it can't just cut through space without releasing its power, right?
"Surprised?"

Lige seemed to have guessed what was going on in Araculon's mind, and he continued walking forward while speaking.

“In fact, I was surprised when it was handed to me.”

Liger still remembers what Hephaestus said at that time.

"It has no scabbard, because there is nothing in either the upper or lower world that can hold it."

"Wherever this knife cuts, whether it is a visible object or an invisible object, it will suffer indelible trauma."

"If you stick a knife into the earth, it will surely split open."

“If you swing a knife at a forest, the forest will surely wither.”

“If you throw this knife into the sea, the sea will eventually dry up due to the scars that cannot be healed.”

"The target of this knife is not any existence in this world, but the future of these existences."

This is a weapon that can kill the future of any tangible and intangible thing, and can forcibly bring about the end of things.

No matter whether it is a god or a demon, no matter whether the other party is immortal or everlasting, as long as the other party exists in the future and has an established phenomenon of continuing to exist in the world, the ending of this phenomenon will be forcibly brought out, and with that light wave, it will go directly to the end.

Just like the space it is passing through now, those cracks not only look hideous, but in fact, their future of existence has already ceased to exist.

In other words, where those cracks are, those spaces have actually come to a complete end and can never be repaired.

Naturally, the darkness controlled by Yaraculon, and the abyss connected to that darkness, all came to an inevitable end with Lige's gentle wave just now.

Therefore, Lige named it "The End" and followed the instructions of the forging god Hephaestus. Until now, he has never taken it out of the storage space of the Dimensional Cube and has never used it even once.

Fortunately, there is the Dimension Cube, otherwise it would be unlikely for Lige to take the knife away from Hephaestus.

Because if it was moved even slightly, the space its blade passed through would be completely torn apart and could never be repaired, so even the forger himself did not dare to move it even half an inch, until Liger demonstrated the ability to take it away without any impact, and then the forging god allowed Liger to take it away.

If there was no Dimensional Cube, no "scabbard" that could carry the end, then Hephaestus would never give this work to Liger.

The reason is simple: this knife is really too dangerous. If someone wields it at will, the entire underworld will be riddled with holes, and even the heavenly world will not be spared in the end.

Hephaestus declared that the knife should not have come into this world, and her original intention was to negotiate with Lige to destroy it and then make a weapon tailor-made for him.

But Lige naturally couldn't let such a powerful sword be destroyed at will, so he did not hesitate to expose some of the abilities of the Dimension Cube and showed the existence of the storage space in front of Hephaestus, so that he could successfully take away the End.

Only the Dimensional Cube can carry the end intactly, allowing the end to sleep quietly in its internal space.

If this Hungry Wasteland had not been completely reduced to ruins, and would probably become a desperate place in the future, with no one appearing here anymore, Lige would not have dared to take it out.

But once he takes out this knife, there will be no one he cannot defeat.

"You have really bad luck."

Lige looked down at the broken earth below, and at the huge demon standing on the broken earth, and there was inevitably some pity in his tone.

"When you were born, this world had the most prosperous magic civilization, the most powerful human kingdom, and the heroes of Lainnair, so even though you should have been invincible, you still failed in the end."

"And when you were trying so hard to revive yourself, break the seal, and reappear in this world, you bumped into me and this knife."

"This time, no one will seal you away."

Liger announced calmly.

"I will give you the ending you deserve."

"That's the ending you've rejected for eleven thousand years."

"You should have died long ago."

Although it is cruel and ruthless, I believe that this sentence is the truest thought in the hearts of all those who know of the existence of Yaraculum.

The same is true for Euroelle.

"If you had returned to this world and died after explaining everything, you would still be the great king of the previous generation, the Reinnail respected by the world."

"In that case, the ancient magic civilization will not be destroyed, and the source will be able to smoothly welcome a new savior, so that the empire you want to save can be saved."

"Even if the culprit should be the Abyss, and we should hold the Abyss responsible, we have to say that your corruption ultimately led to the end of two countries and even the world that had prospered due to the efforts of generations of Reinnails."

"You really shouldn't be alive again, Araculon Reinnail."

Hearing this, Yaraculon's face twisted.

"Do you think you have already won?" Yaraculon growled, "Stop looking down on me!"

"So what if you have a weapon more terrifying than the Holy Sword?"

"Just don't get hit by that knife...!"

Before Yaraculon could finish his sentence, he heard a snap of fingers.

"Snapped!"

Along with the sound of snapping fingers, the huge body of Yaraculum suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Lige.

"Pfft!"

The divine sword, which exuded an aura of doomsday, suddenly slashed across silently, not only cutting open a piece of space again, but also cutting off one of Yaraculon's arms.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

Yaraculon only felt a sharp pain coming from his broken arm, along with the aura of doom from the terrible knife.

Under the erosion of that breath, Yaraculon felt that his body, which had never been worn out in the past 11,000 years, was rapidly losing vitality.

"Oops!"

Yarakulon's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he retreated in horror, wanting to stay away from Lige and that extremely dangerous knife.

"Snapped!"

Not long after, the snapping sound was heard again.

"Shh!"

The retreating Yaraculon suddenly appeared in front of Lige again.

"roll!"

Yaraculon was trembling inwardly, not daring to be hit by Lige again, and swung his remaining arm, ready to punch out.

However, his punch was ultimately blocked by the blood-colored silk that was entwined around him.

"【Red Blood Manipulation Technique】."

Lige manipulated the large amount of blood that spurted out after Yaraculon's arm was cut off, and turned them into blood-colored streaks that wrapped around Yaraculon's entire body.

"Ohhhhhhhhh...!"

Yaraculon struggled hard, his muscles bulged, veins popped out, and dark abyss fire burned. He used all means to break free from the bondage formed by blood.

But this blood originally belonged to Him, and under the control of the [Red Blood Manipulation Technique], its power was extremely great, second only to the state when using the divine blood. Even if Yaraculon himself wanted to break free, it would not be easy to do so.

And this amount of time is enough for Lige to take action.

At least, this amount of time was enough to move in front of Araculum and place his hand on His body.

"puff!"

With a sound like tearing cloth, the abyss fire covering Yaraculon's entire body was cut open by the blade of the end.

Liger moved in front of Arakulon and stretched out his free hand, pressing it on the other's chest.

"[Inaction transformation]."

At this moment, Yarakulon's soul was completely controlled by Lige.

However, Lige, who controlled Yarakulon's soul, quickly changed his expression again.

Through the power of [Transformation by Inaction], Lige came into contact with the soul of Araculum and "saw" the appearance of His soul.

It is an extremely turbid, extremely filthy, extremely evil, and extremely dark soul.

It was as if one was entangled by the endless resentful spirits of hell. Just a quick peek at them and one would feel as if one's spirit was polluted and one's entire mind was starting to become abnormal.

After “seeing” this soul, Lige understood.

This person is beyond saving.

Even if the power of [Transformation by Inaction] can change the shape of its soul, it cannot change the fact that it has been eroded and polluted.

Even wishing upon a star would not save this fallen soul.

This soul has been completely assimilated by the power of the abyss. There is no distinction between you and me, and they cannot be separated at all.

"------"

Just as Lige realized this, the filthy soul actually roared at Lige, forcing Lige to retreat his "sight".

“■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■——!!!”

At this time, Yaraculum had already broken free from several strands of silk and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

However, after peeking into the true appearance of the other party's soul, Lige felt that the roar seemed to be the other party's crying.

The descendants of heroes who once loved humanity and their country deeply ended up like this...

This is really sad.

Li Ge closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a mysterious color was flowing inside.

"At least, let you get the redemption you deserve."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gorgeous magic circle suddenly unfolded under Li Ge...