Hate Me, Miss Witch!

The black tower fell into a silent silence.

In the swaying starlight, the figure of the boy seemed too dreamy to be real.

"Long time no see, Chihong."

He turned slightly and looked at the small silver spirit in front of him.

"After so long no see, you have become so strong."

"If Yin knew your current record, I'm afraid he would be envious and jealous to the point of separation."

Mi~

Not far away, the little silver spirit looked at the boy in front of him and let out a surprised cry.

Then, it turned into a stream of fiery red light.

It broke away from the control of the gold elf and ran directly into Xia's arms.

Mi~ Mi~

In Chihong's familiar cry, it unconsciously trembled a little at this moment.

It felt like crying.

In five hundred years, from the original title level, it has now reached the point where it can hunt demigods.

Anyone who knows about Red's current achievements will be amazed at the speed of its strength improvement, which is far superior to those ancient gods of the old times, and its racial qualifications are far superior to its mythical species.

However, few people know how much Red has paid after such a strength improvement that can shock a group of mythical species.

The rank of the elemental race of Silver Spirit is only the fourth ring king rank, which may be considered powerful in the eyes of young beastmasters, but in this era of gods where mythical races are everywhere, it is nothing.

Not to mention, Red's talent is actually the bottom among Silver Spirits.

If not for this, it would not have never been chosen by other beastmasters of the Brunstadt family, but followed Char.

All it has and can rely on is a heart that is stronger than other Silver Spirits.

Any gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price.

In order to keep up with Char, instead of becoming a vase and a burden in the Soul Covenant Space... In the past five hundred years, Chihong's astonishing improvement was actually the result of countless times of falling into the boundary between life and death.

Chihong is also a living creature, with pain and fear of death.

In those desperate situations when it was on the verge of death and felt its body getting colder and colder, it would also be in pain and cowardly want to escape.

It would also regret why it had chosen such a difficult and dangerous path in the first place, instead of being comfortably with Char, sometimes being hugged in the warm arms by Char as a pillow, and sometimes eating hot pot and singing with other pets in the Soul Covenant Space, laughing and joking about the stocks they supported.

But in the end, Chihong just quietly hid the fear and cowardice of death in his heart...

Because Chihong knew that behind him, there was no longer the young beastmaster who would help him clean up no matter what he did, and the only person he could rely on was himself.

It must learn to be cautious and alert to everything in the outside world, and dare not let down its tense nerves even in the Black Tower... Because in this end of the Age of Gods where mythical creatures are everywhere, any insignificant detail may become a tool for the gods to use to deal with blasphemers who disrespect the gods.

And at this moment, in Char's arms, feeling the head-patting kill that has been absent for hundreds of years...

For the first time in hundreds of years, Chihong finally let go of all his guard and vigilance.

"In short, you have worked hard over the years, Chihong."

"I know very well how much effort you have put in to keep up with me and become my helper, and how much blood and sweat you have shed."

"Because, by my side, there is also a girl named Aurora who is as silly as you."

The boy skillfully held the Silver Spirit in the form of a star spirit in his arms and gently stroked it.

Char's arms were very warm, which made Chihong think of the sunshine at noon in the ancient country of Cang Ting.

It was the same as when the young boy said to it in its infancy a long time ago, "Then I'll call you Red."

"Although it is far from making up for your fatigue and loss over the past five hundred years."

"But at least for now, take a rest, Red."

Feeling the faint warmth, Red fell into sleep for the first time in more than five hundred years.

And feeling the little silver spirit in his arms fall into a deep sleep.

The black-haired and black-eyed boy also slowly cast his eyes on the golden elf beside him.

"Then, long time no see too."

"Hathaway."

He paused slightly, with a thoughtful look.

"Oh, right, Master, you still can't confirm what my identity is, whether I have been successfully possessed by that old thing."

"Let me think about how to prove my identity..."

Xia was interrupted by the golden elf halfway through her words.

"No need."

She stared at the boy in front of her quietly.

"Don't underestimate me, Mr. Xia."

"Even though we have the same appearance and the same memories."

"But I can tell whether you are you or not with just one look."

The golden eyes of the golden elf stayed on Xia's face for a long time.

Five hundred years of separation, five hundred years of yearning.

Hidden in a tower without light, feeling and fermenting day and night.

Longing, nostalgia, longing, dissatisfaction, melancholy... countless complex expressions intertwined in the eyes of the golden elf at this moment.

It was a surge of intense emotions that could engulf the soul.

However, the next moment.

Hathaway closed her eyes slightly.

After a long time, when those eyes opened again.

Deep in his heart, the turbulent emotions that seemed to burst out at any time were forcibly suppressed by Hathaway using her immense willpower.

"Although right now, I have many, many things I want to tell you, Teacher Xia Ya, and I might not be able to finish them all in three days and three nights."

"but--"

"But now is not the time to reminisce about the past."

The golden elf just stared at Xia quietly.

Back on the Lost Island, Hathaway wanted to save everyone in the elves because of her unrealistic and naive fantasy, but instead dragged Char into the abyss of darkness.

Almost, it would be a bleak ending that will never be restored.

Therefore, at this moment, Hathaway, even though she still misses her in her heart, still wants to talk to the young man in front of her about the loneliness and loneliness of these five hundred years.

However, she would never allow herself to interfere with Xia Ya's plan again because of her personal emotions.

"Teacher Xia Ya——"

Those cold words were like the ringing of wind chimes at night, echoing in the great library of the Black Tower.

"You have more important things to do now."

In front of the golden elf, Xia Ya was slightly startled.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether the golden elf girl in front of him was the young girl on the Lost Island who still harbored innocent fantasies, or the majestic and mysterious teacher in his memory.

"Although I say Teacher Xia Ya——"

"But now you clearly have a bit of the majesty of Future Master-chan."

Xia Ya smiled and spoke silently to himself.

"However, there is indeed nothing wrong with what you said, Shi-chan."

"Right now, we do have more important things to accomplish."

He raised his head slightly and looked at the distant sky.

"Then, teacher——"

Char whispered softly.

"Just let us-"

"Let's bring this mythical era to a complete end."

In the hot starlight that suddenly shines.

The golden elf nodded slightly.

Then, she carefully placed her white hand on Xia Ya's palm.

"Um."

…

The roaring sound resounded between the sky and the earth.

What followed closely was the overflowing and flowing starlight.

At this moment.

Whether it is the star world, the spiritual world, the main material plane, the Western Continent, the endless sea, or the many secondary planes in the multiverse that are folded in the gaps between dimensions.

Many mythical creatures are still immersed in the shock of the star sea shaking and meteors falling.

A true god has fallen.

And not just one, but dozens of them.

Not only that, at this moment, among the religious orders of the gods on the Western Continent, most of the senior leaders of the religious orders felt a sense of emptiness in their hearts when they looked at the falling starlight.

It was as if some kind of supreme existence had been deprived from the depths of their souls.

In the aftermath of the god's fall, countless mythical creatures were terrified.

Even gods like the God of Storms and the God of War have fallen——

So, what's more, what about them?

However, at the same time, there were also some other thoughts besides fear in the gods' souls.

Most of them have also touched the boundaries of true gods, but because they became gods late, or for various other reasons, they have not been regarded as their own kind by the gods who previously held the meeting of gods and were not invited to participate in the meeting of gods.

Because of this, he was not involved in the collapse of fantasy that destroyed everything, and thus escaped disaster.

In this world, divinity and what it represents, the authority of a certain law, are conserved.

Even if the gods fall, their divinity and authority cannot be wiped out. They will still be preserved and can be inherited by other gods.

Therefore, the death of those true gods who had previously occupied high places and occupied complete divinity and authority was also a great opportunity for other gods.

An opportunity to step on the bones of the old gods to create a new throne.

However, the next moment.

The gods who have survived in the entire main material plane, whether they are demigods or true gods, no matter whether their previous state was half-mad or awake, and no matter what their thoughts are at the moment.

At this moment, they all saw the figure shrouded in the brilliant starlight in the star realm.

The figure of a human boy with black hair and black eyes.

Charia Eggut.

Most demigods know nothing about this figure, but there are also well-informed true gods who are no strangers to this figure.

The creator of the Black Tower.

It is also the origin of arcana and magic.

This person was originally judged to have disappeared in the eyes of the gods, perhaps having fallen under the abyss.

At this moment, in such a perfect posture, he appeared in front of the gods in such a majestic manner.

That is to say——

The previous big news about the death of the gods in the star world was not what I imagined. It was a civil war between the gods fighting for each other's divinity.

Rather, it was what the human being in front of me did.

But at this moment, those powerful gods have fallen, and the other party appears in front of the gods so grandly and unabashedly.

The meaning it represents is already clear.

At this moment, those gods who were not crazy but still had some sense, all had waves of great fear rising in their souls.

They activated their divine power almost without thinking, and wanted to leave the Western Continent and escape into the depths of the star world and the spiritual world.

The astral and spiritual worlds are infinitely vast, and even gods who spend their entire lives cannot explore them all.

As long as you escape deep enough into the star realm, you may be able to save a life in the coming reckoning.

Such a thought just came up.

next moment--

"I don't know why, but the enemies I face like to escape deep into the star realm after discovering that something is not going well."

The slightly distressed words echoed among the stars.

"Guderian Borgia was like this back then. I didn't expect that this time my opponent will be the gods of the Age of Gods. You still can't change this habit of taking the narrow path."

"One thing to say, if you all really flee into the star realm, then I really don't have much else to do. After all, I'm not a great emperor or a supreme being. I don't have the ability to fight to the edge of the universe and wipe out all the avenues."

"but."

The distressed words paused slightly.

"Those mythical creatures that have been hiding in the star realm have never interfered with the main material plane, and they have always been like ostriches and have never appeared... I don't have the spare time to go to the star realm to kill them one by one. Catch it out.”

"Besides, if all the evil gods are completely destroyed, and even the evil cult groups cease to exist... then who will I, who is still weak in the future timeline, look for to get gold coins and gain experience? Those evil cult groups will all be gone in the future. It’s a great experience package.”

"But, that's only for those guys who keep to themselves and hide in the star realm."

"As for you—"

The young man in the starlight turned slightly sideways, and his faint words rippled among the stars.

"One second he was causing trouble on the Western Continent, and the next second he sensed something was wrong and wanted to run away."

"This wishful thinking is probably too good."

Char's figure became clearer little by little.

And the stars in his dark eyes became more and more vivid and dazzling.

"To be honest, I understood from the very beginning that whether it is the path of a beast master, the path of a wizard, or the long step to becoming a god... these are all paths to becoming stronger in order to reach a higher level. In itself There is no such thing as justice and evil, good or bad.”

"I also know that among you, because of the differences in authority, divinity, and original racial personality, there will inevitably be differences in your attitudes toward human beings, your own believers, and the Theocracy... It may not necessarily be convenient. It’s all about ruthlessly harvesting faith, but there may be relatively gentle methods.”

"In this barbaric and chaotic era, where the light of civilization has not yet been lit, the advent of god belief and the church is not necessarily a bad thing for humans who are in the midst of wars and disputes."

"No matter what the purpose is, the existence of religious orders and gods has indeed brought order, civilization, and prosperity to some people, even if this gift has been secretly marked Good price.”

"So, I will not stand on the moral high ground, claim to be a partner of justice, and identify myself as the righteous party to judge you evil gods."

"After all, maybe from the perspective of the entire multiverse, maybe you gods who rely on the laws of the universe and authority are the ones who represent order—"

"And a guy like me who is casual and acts completely according to his own will represents chaos and is the source of the entropy increase in the multiverse."

"but."

Chara smiled.

He looked around at the empty and deep starry sky in the star world, but his distant sight seemed to span an infinite distance and landed on the gods in the main material plane at this moment.

"Because of some of the things I have experienced, and also because of the likes and dislikes of the people I care about, I don't like gods."

"This is not a self-talk, a judgment from above -"

"Just because I want to do it and I'm happy to do it."

"That's all."

"The future is the era of mankind."

"The new born human civilization, which no longer relies on the support and so-called gifts of the gods, but is self-reliant and self-reliant, will have a greater and brighter future."

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion."

"So, you are qualified to use all methods and efforts to try to defeat me and deny everything I believe."

"And similarly, I will try my best to make this age of gods——"

"It ends at this moment."

Xia Ya closed her eyes slightly.

"I have always wanted to try these two lines, and now I have found the opportunity."

After murmuring to himself, he slowly stretched out his right hand.

"Here comes the gun."

The Western Continent, above the snowfields in the far north.

The blond girl couldn't help but have a slight smile on her lips as she listened to the sound coming from the distant direction.

"I knew that after finally finding such a good opportunity, you would definitely not miss this line."

She raised her hand and wiped away a few specks of white snow dust on her pale blond hair.

"Go ahead, Lungominyad."

"Become the sharpest weapon in his hand and cut off all enemies for him, just as I promised him."

"Be a useful person to him."

"This agreement, even if the holy spear is shattered, even death cannot terminate it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver fell.

In Xia's right hand, a knight's gun with a pale silver color suddenly appeared.

It is the tower at the end that connects the outside and the inside of the world, and it is also the anchor of the storm that shines in the farthest place.

Thirteen restraints were once imposed on this weapon to restrain the power it contained, but at this moment, all thirteen restraints were released, revealing its complete posture.

In an instant, all the mythical creatures on the Western Continent felt a certain suffocating majesty.

Teleportation, flashing, space walking, astral jumping, spirit world travel, dimensional marching, castling, rebirth... all abilities that can achieve rapid jumps, whether from the transcendent side or the divine side, are available at this moment. All blocked.

The power of the holy spear to anchor the world is now being used on these mythical creatures.

The power that maintains the two worlds anchors them all on the surface of the planet, locking and solidifying all the surrounding space.

Just like an insect in amber, it can no longer move at all.

And all this is not the end.

The next moment, where thousands of stars gather.

The young man with black hair and black eyes stretched out his left hand again.

"Here comes the sword."

On the island of Atlantis, the queen with silver hair and red eyes raised her head and looked up at the boundless night sky.

On her delicate and pretty face, a slight smile appeared at this moment.

"I never saw it before. You who always have a gentle smile on weekdays have such a domineering side."

"but--"

There was a slight pause in her words.

"Just like the day Esgania's Utopia Zone died."

"You, who was pierced by the holy sword, lay in my arms and said weakly - you hope that I like Char Eggut, not the false greatness of "Black Knight" Cain. "

"You are me, the royal husband of the Imperial Empress Isadora von Fresberg."

"So, I also like you being so domineering."

"No matter what kind of Char you are, I like them all."

The golden sword sounded, and its true form was revealed along with the roaring storm.

The dazzling sword body, as if imbued with undefeated glory, briefly illuminated the darkness in the deep space of the universe, burning brightly.

As for Char, he slowly held the hilt of the holy sword with his left hand.

The moment he held the holy sword, Char felt the clear, golden blessing being exerted on his body and spirit.

His soul, which had been a little weak due to overdraft, was now inspired and restored its soul vitality.

"Xiao Ai has used the holy spear a lot. As for the holy sword, this is my first time using it."

Feeling the warm soul breath that belonged to the owner of the holy sword Isadella coming from the holy sword shrouded in golden light, Char could not help but smile.

"However, since it is a sword..."

"Then it won't be a problem for you, Chi Hong."

Xia Ya let go of his thoughts and rationality.

Let the pure fighting instinct take over his spirit.

"Chihong, you probably haven't forgotten the move we developed back then, right?"

"Mi~ (of course)"

Feeling the call of the soul covenant, Chihong slowly woke up from her deep sleep.

The golden blessing of the Holy Sword was not only applied to Char's body, but also acted on every pet beast connected to his soul, making the red state return to its best, and even Reached the highest peak far higher than usual.

Chihong, who had fully woken up, also made an excited sound at this moment.

More than that, I have never forgotten.

From the beginning, Little Silver's Flexibility did not have a complex and complete ability system.

Like Yin, using complicated illusions and many skills to construct a series of complete tactical combos is not Chihong's strong point.

All the little Silver Spirit owns is the sword in his hand, and that's just the sword.

All extra skills and abilities are useless encumbrances and burdens to Chi Hong.

Turn your mind into a blade.

After thousands of tempers, beating and forging day and night, all impurities have been removed.

Then it took more than five hundred years.

In the experience of facing life and death again and again, the only sword skill has been honed to the point where it can no longer be improved and refined.

Concentrate and reach the top.

Finally, a blade strong enough to kill gods was forged.

However, no matter how flawless your sword skills are, no matter how far you have reached the so-called realm of nothingness, you still have to show it to others.

Just as Chihong chose to go to the Age of Gods to experience, she wanted to keep up with Char's footsteps.

The sword skills that have been tempered to the end in repeated hunts and on the verge of death, reaching the realm of nothingness.

And finally at this moment, in the hands of Chihong’s favorite master——

Here comes the opportunity to show it to the world.

…

Xia put his hand on the hilt of the holy sword.

His eyes slowly swept towards the gods in the star field.

But it seems to have crossed a long distance and reached the other side of the infinite parallel world.

Immediately afterwards, a solemn announcement was made.

"this is--"

"The day of farewell to the gods."

Then--

The holy sword is unsheathed.

""God avoids""