Burning the world from pirates.

Chapter 1956 The End of Cause and Effect

Voices of terror came from the sky. The angels were afraid that they might have messed up everything that the God of the Abyss had instructed them to do.

The wrath of the abyss has arrived, and if they are not handled properly they will be punished terribly.

Magical Index Noah laughed out loud, he was happy every time he saw the angry demon.

It turns out that all the magicians in the world carry out large-scale rituals behind people's backs. Sooner or later, they will be killed if they perform sacrifices in such a high-profile manner.

"Let me tell you something. When you ascend to godhood, you must not be so arrogant."

"What's in the sky right now is the incomplete index finger of God's hand, Femont."

"On the ground is the reborn Dark Wing Griffith."

"The replacement of angels and humans is now complete."

"Don't thank me, I just did what I was supposed to do."

A perfect farewell ceremony shocked both humans and gods.

The fifth angel was divided and replaced.

The enraged demon could not see how to undo the ritual within the law of causality, so he decided that he must kill this crazy Noah before the end of the Eclipse.

Basically, the nightmare can be resolved by killing the caster.

The devil is still very smart, this is indeed a solution.

But Noah has never been alone.

The huge noise attracted the guys outside the abyss.

A huge stone door fell from the sky, and the alchemist Noah appeared.

Looking at the two Dark Wings showing an interesting smile, I really think it’s me, and it’s really a cool operation.

Afterwards, in the midst of the storm, the godslayer Noah used the Tiger Roar and Dragon Roar techniques to defeat a corner of the underworld. The power of Qin Yuanchun could not be blocked by darkness.

Finally, the red mecha said "my drill" and hot blood rushed out from under the ground.

Four Noahs stand on the earth and look at the 4.5 angels in the sky.

"Hey, are these considered human hands?"

Alchemist Noah clasped his hands together, and a huge iron wall rose up around the Eagle Group, even with artillery and other equipment embedded in it, which was simply a fortress-level defense.

"That's ugly. Killing a god doesn't require a combination."

With a single move of his hand, the godslayer Noah granted the power of the ancient Persian god of war, Veleslana, to ordinary people of the Eagle Group: the strong wind, the bull, the white horse, the camel, the boar, the boy, the phoenix, the shepherd, the goat, and the warrior.

Ten kinds of powers are randomly possessed, allowing those frightened ordinary people to have the ability to protect themselves.

Spiral Noah I.
"My blood is burning. I will use this drill to break through this dark world."

He roared and killed his way up to the sky.

Several other Noahs also flew into the sky with joyful expressions.

Before leaving, Magical Index Noah winked at Guts who was still in a daze.

"The Eagles are safe, and your best friend is waiting for you in the hands of God."

Then it turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared on the spot.

Gus was startled by this statement.

Griffith!

The one being pulled down from the sky is Griffith, wonderful!!!
Gus had a hideous smile on his face.

You actually dared to use me and my companions as sacrifices. You bastard, accept my punishment!
Lifting the dragon-slaying sword, he had no worries and endless rage in his chest.

"Get out of my way!!!"

The black swordsman parted the waves of monsters with blood and saw Griffith climbing up the Hand of God.

The black wings and sharp claws on the feet, combined with the strong body, were actually doing such ugly things.

"Is being an angel so important? Asshole!"

Cheers! !

The great sword brought a strong wind and knocked Dark Wing Griffith back to the ground.

"Gus!!!"

"You know I can give up everything for my dream!"

"Even if it's you!"

Griffith instantly lost interest in the Hand of God, and only saw this devil that destroyed all his dreams.

The dream in the world of the living was destroyed because of you, and when you arrived in the underworld, you attracted those monsters and destroyed the second path.

So you not only want me to forget my dream, you also want to kill my dream.

Dark Wing drew out a rapier. After going through half of the angel's return ceremony, he recovered his body in the underworld and possessed the terrifying power of a monster. At this moment, he only wanted to kill this bastard.

"Griffith!!!"

"I will beat you up severely, even if I have to make you disabled, but I won't let you pursue your dreams in such an ugly way."

"A demon who betrays his family and comrades is not worthy of being my best friend."

Black domineering aura is surging on Guts's dragon-slaying sword, and red lightning is wandering.

How deep is the love, how deep is the hate.

The two people who were destined to be entangled for life began their third official showdown.

The first time was when Guts joined the group, and at that time Griffith's possessiveness exploded uncontrollably.

The second time was when Guts left the group, and the emotions of losing Guts and losing his dreams hit White Eagle hard.

The third time is now.

In their eyes, there were no more waves of monsters around them, no more the group of eagles being protected in the distance, only each other!
"Gus!"

"Griffith!"

The sound of the golden feather gauntlet saber and the dragon-slaying sword colliding was heard.

Under the hand of God, two former close friends, now enemies, are fighting each other selflessly.

Guts was still using the Black Moon Sword Art, slashing out with sword after sword with endless rage and violent arrogance.

Griffith used the power of his wings and body to continuously increase the speed of his sword.

The fight between the two men gradually became more intense, wounds continued to appear, and blood continued to flow.

They were all powerful warriors who were not afraid of wounds and pain. At this moment, they fought to the point of madness with strength beyond that of mortals.

All the monsters involved were turned into flesh and blood.

After another confrontation and separation, Guts began to breathe heavily because he was still a mortal, but his will did not waver at all.

Haki has an extremely good effect in breaking through monsters' defenses.

Even a body that surpasses the apostle cannot stop the domineering Dragon Slaying Sword.

Looking at Griffith with black blood flowing all over his body, Guts's fighting spirit continued to rise.

He had just cut the opponent's throat with a sword, but such an injury was not fatal to the half-angel. The price he paid was that his chest was almost pierced through.

But this still made Gus very excited.

This was unacceptable to Dark Wing, as the outcome of this battle was clearly already determined.

Even if Guts, a human, mastered extraordinary powers, he would still die under the limitations of his body, so what are you so proud of?!

What are you so proud of?!

You can be so proud of yourself just by making me bleed!!!

With his wings spread, he leaped into the air and then with an angry sword, he swept the bastard to the ground, sending him crawling on the ground.

The sword light fell like raindrops, even the slender saber brought with it a whistling gale, and each sword had a power that did not belong to a heavy sword.

"Gus, see? This is a body that transcends human nature."

"You will get tired, hurt, and die, but I won't!"

"Be a good sacrifice. When the city in the sky comes, I will miss you at the end of my dream."

Hysterical Griffith is proving something.

But the immortal black swordsman got up again and continued to fight to the death.

He fell down countless times and stood up countless times, and his will surpassed the limits of his body.

The power of the Conqueror's Haki is increasing rapidly, the half-angel's body can no longer recover, and the distance between both sides and death has returned to the same starting line.

Griffith roared that he wanted to kill this nightmare that always held him back.

"You're going to die, Gus!"

"I won't!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword carried tremendous anger, and with one heavy blow, it smashed the Dark Wing back to the ground.

"The man who taught me swordsmanship said that if a god bleeds, he will be killed."

He dodged the sword that was stabbing at his forehead, and let the saber cut his eye without any reaction, then he turned around and cut off one of the Dark Wing's claws.

"I also said that I am a swordsman born from death, so even God can't avoid death better than me."

He grabbed the saber with one hand and swung it to cut off one of Dark Wing's arms and half of his wing.

This man who has never had any choice in his life cannot fly into the sky.

The one-eyed Guts looked like a devil at this moment, grabbing Griffith's head and roaring.

"It was also said that the establishment of an ideal city does not require the guidance of God, but can be built by human hands."

"Wake up, Griffith!!!"

The saber and the dragon-slaying sword pierced through the bodies of the two men at the same time.

The battle seemed over.

"You are not human, you no longer fear death, so you lose."

“Fear is also power.”

Gus was in tears. He won, but he was in pain.

Griffith felt the destructive power of his body and lost.

I'm unwilling to accept the loss.

But why am I not feeling any pain and instead feeling warm?

It is the human warmth that I haven't felt for a long time.

He lowered the hand holding the sword, gently hugged Guts, and rested his head on the man's shoulder.

"You are such a reckless and unreasonable guy."

"You've destroyed my dream, but I just can't make up my mind to kill you."

"Even when I was offering sacrifice, I was only thinking about taking revenge on you."

"A guy who is so lucky that people envy him."

"Since you said that humans can build their own ideal city, then make it happen for me."

"Finally, I might actually like you, Gus."

The Wing of Darkness never lived to see the day when it could transform into the Eagle of Light.

The moment he fell into darkness, he fell into the arms of his best friend.

Guts, who was kneeling on the ground, also lost his strength and remained silent.

Even the collapse of the Nether Realm did not awaken his mind.

The sun once again shone on the land of prophecy, and the last rays of sunset fell on the people whose fate was entangled.

(End of this chapter)