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Chapter 306 I am the Lord of Life and Death, Bringing New Life to the World! The Calamity of Death E

Chapter 307 I am the Lord of Life and Death, Bringing New Life to the World! The Calamity of Death Ends

Looking at his old friend's stubborn figure, Gu Shen was momentarily dazed.

When he first met Xiao Yun as a child, it was almost the same scene.

Xiao Yun was in a similar predicament back then. Having lost both his parents, he was nicknamed "jinx" by a group of nasty boys, isolated and bullied, and beaten black and blue at the entrance of the toilet.

At that time, Gu Shen did not want to go along with the corrupt practices, but he also did not want to get into trouble.

Until, to his surprise, he saw that the skinny guy nicknamed "the jinx," instead of cowering like a stray dog ​​in front of a group of tall boys, actually picked up the mop by the toilet door—

Young Gu Shen was deeply moved and couldn't help but shed tears of approval.

So, on that day, two toilet warriors appeared out of nowhere, wielding toilet-soaked mops, and slaughtered more than a dozen upperclassmen who fled in disarray, as if they were in an empty field.

On that very day, Gu Shen, still a chuunibyou (delusional) and aloof teenager, made his first and only true friend.

Gu Shen couldn't help but smile, but the smile was somewhat bitter.

Those wonderful years seem so close, but the closest friends who once stood shoulder to shoulder with me are now strangers, facing each other in life and death. "If only I hadn't gone through all that—"

If he hadn't experienced his previous life and witnessed those tragedies and despairs, he should be standing beside Xiao Yun right now, just like Ji Mingyu and the others.

Clang!

The mithril sword rang out, its blazing white light almost touching him, pulling him back to reality.

Gu Shen's smile slowly faded, replaced by rationality and indifference.

"There are no 'what ifs' in this world, and I never regret the decisions I've made."

He murmured softly, his fingers twitching slightly, the sword's edge, already touching his neck, froze in place: "I'm sorry, A-Yun, but—please die!"

A painful resolve flashed in Gu Shen's eyes. He pointed a finger, and the sword light that was fixed in mid-air turned in an eerie way and pierced Xiao Yun's heart.

*Sizzle*

Flesh and blood tore apart, and hot blood exploded from Xiao Yun's chest like a magnificent yet tragic flower.

Xiao Yun gritted his teeth and roared, his [Dragon Heart] throbbing wildly, his eternally burning blood fully activated, and terrifying vitality surged into his wounds, frantically repairing them.

But Gu Shen didn't give him that chance.

A small golden tree, about half a person's height, appeared behind him, and the power of the domain instantly suppressed Xiao Yun.

Countless illusory sword beams appeared, and as the winds of illusion and reality swept by, the sword beams instantly solidified.

Gu Shen grabbed the sword's edge and slashed down fiercely.

Sizzle sizzle—

Xiao Yun's body was pierced by the sword light, and he fell to the ground like a tattered sack with a leak.

thump-

Xiao Yun lay in a pool of blood, the light in his eyes slowly fading.

"Brother Yun!"

Beside him, Wang Tianyuan raised his head, his eyes blazing with fury: "You bastard, if you have the guts, come at me!"

Meanwhile, in the Ideal Country, Su Muqing, Ji Mingyu, Zhong Mo, and others also felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.

"Damn it, Fatty, hurry up!"

Ji Mingyu roared, and Zhong Mo gritted his teeth, squeezing out, "I'm already very fast!"

Under the relentless suppression of deception and death, even he found it difficult to extricate himself.

Xiao Yun's death seems to be irreversible.

"Hmm!"

The mithril sword wailed as it pierced towards Gu Shen, who was approaching.

With a casual wave of his hand, Gu Shen caused the mithril sword to lose its target under the power of deception, spinning helplessly in the air.

"it's useless----"

Gu Shen sighed softly, stepped forward slowly, squatted down, and looked at Xiao Yun with a complicated expression.

"This was originally a battle with no suspense whatsoever."

Even though he also destroyed his clone and was severely injured by Zhong Mo, as a legendary professional, his condition was still much better than that of Xiao Yun, who was on the verge of collapse.

Furthermore, Xiao Yun's [Eternal Burning Blood] was suppressed by [Death], and his [True Understanding of All Things] and another ability that seemed to be precognition were both restrained by [Deception], leaving him with no room to resist.

"I went a little too far, but it was absolutely precise, and it will make your departure quicker."

Gu Shen sighed softly, forced a carefree smile, and said in an irreverent tone, "Next time, don't befriend a scumbag like me."

Xiao Yun's lips trembled, as if a smile was forming on his face, or as if he wanted to say something.

Gu Shen hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and put his ear close to Xiao Yun's.

"Fuck you!"

A powerful roar rang out, and Gu Shen was stunned for a moment.

At the same time, a blazing white sword light rose behind him, tearing through the shackles of deception and piercing his chest in an instant.

*Sizzle*

Blood splattered everywhere, and there were also blazing flames, endless lines of analysis, and even blackish-gray death energy that exploded from the wound along the sword.

Wow!

—

Gu Shen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.

Three forces erupted within his body, and even though he was a legendary-level being, he was almost dead, his body nearly shattered.

Moreover, Gu Shen felt three forces intertwining, transforming into an illusory carving knife, carving indelible lines of analysis onto his soul with an inextinguishable flame.

This was Xiao Yun's return gift to him, a nail planted in his soul that could never be removed.

From now on, his [deception] will be much less effective against Xiao Yun.

Gu Shen's face was extremely ugly. He looked at Xiao Yun and saw him grinning with his teeth showing.

"Thank you for the gift, Gu Shen. It's very meaningful, and I will never forget it."

Xiao Yun's smile slowly faded, and he raised his hand with trembling hands, giving her the middle finger: "I don't have time this time, but next time, I'll definitely kill you!"

The next second, the flames on his body slowly died out, and the intense and eternal vitality vanished, turning into deathly stillness.

"When my blood has burned out, all things will return to silence!"

The ultimate death arrives here.

On the throne, the Lord of Death suddenly turned his head and looked at the scene with disbelief.

Because death, which evolves from life, is actually purer and more profound than death.

If the death of the Lord of Death is a death that contains new life, then the annihilation of Xiao Yun's eternally burning blood is what transforms into an endless end.

Everything will return to nothingness, and life and death will be meaningless.

Gu Shen instantly understood what Xiao Yun was going to do.

"To reverse life into death, to seize the power of death, and to transform oneself into the source of life and death, just like the source of a spark."

"In this way, one can manipulate life and death and prevent death from coming."

"Only you could come up with such a crazy solution."

Gu Shen was amazed, but he had to admit that this was the only solution at present.

only----

"Is it worth it, Ayun?"

Gu Shen was somewhat puzzled: "In this world, 80% of people have already become the dead. The remaining people also have half-finished embers in their bodies. After you become the source, those are the responsibilities and weights you will have to bear."

Even if a large number of people died after the time travel, there would still be hundreds of millions of people.

"The heart—that's the weight that can destroy the world; it's not something a mortal like you can bear."

He paused, looked at Xiao Yun with a serious expression: "Sacrifice yourself to save everyone? For what?"

"Is it for those ignorant, greedy, and selfish guys, or for trash like me?"

Is it worth it?

Xiao Yun was silent for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Yeah, it's not worth it at all for bastards like you."

As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the ideal world, then changed the subject: "But Su Su is worth it, Teacher Jiang is worth it, and so are Lao Ji, A Yuan, Lao Pang, Xiao Ling'er, and Chang Hao—they are all worth it."

With that, he stood up and slowly walked towards the Lord of Death, his calm voice echoing throughout the heavens and earth: "As long as there is even one person worth saving, then it is worth it!"

Gu Shen watched his retreating figure, his eyes sparkling with dazzling brilliance.

"No wonder he's my childhood friend; we always talk about the same things."

He spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, his face full of an admiring smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes remained undiminished.

"However, I do not agree with your solution."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, using his last bit of strength to manipulate deception and illusion, repeating his old trick, hoping to use the [Crown of Bloodshed] above his head to erode Xiao Yun's authority.

Meanwhile, the Lord of Death also realized what was happening.

He suddenly turned his head and stared intently at Xiao Yun.

"This time, no one can stop me!"

A roar echoed between heaven and earth, and an overwhelming force of death pressed down on Xiao Yungai.

The final confrontation unfolded here, gripping the world's attention.

Watching that figure going against death, resisting the pull of deception and death, still going against the current, everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

They looked forward to Xiao Yun's success, yet feared that he might perish at any moment.

Time ticked by, and Xiao Yun's steps grew heavier and heavier. Finally, under the suppression of the three forces, he could no longer move forward.

"Still can't do it? —"

Sighs arose, and a sense of loss and despair spread.

Just then, a dazzling golden light shot into the sky, transforming into a dragon claw that blotted out the sun and pressed down on the Lord of Death.

With the power of death suppressed, Xiao Yun faced less resistance.

Then, a dragon's roar resounded through the sky, followed by a string of dragon language that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Hey! (Old Feng, are you fucking going to keep watching?!)"

The world fell silent for a moment, and then, from the void, a wind rose, as if bringing a long sigh from afar.

An endless distance away, the handsome knight stopped, his blue-gold eyes filled with helplessness.

"Just this once."

He slowly raised his hand, and from an endless distance, the cyan-gold laurel wreath on Gu Shen's head trembled slightly.

Then—smack!

The laurel wreath shattered, fell from his head, and turned into the wind, returning to Xiao Yun's hand.

"Hmm"

Gu Shen groaned. Without the support of the [Shattered Crown of the Wind King], he was unable to control the stolen power of illusion and reality in his current state.

The power of deception alone is unsustainable, and the power of fraud alone cannot sustain itself.

In the final second before his power collapsed, Gu Shen mustered his last strength, transforming it into spikes that pierced towards Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun was already exhausted, so there was no need to kill him; it was enough to render him incapable of moving.

Just then, a pitch-black sun appeared in sight, blocking the path of the spikes.

Puff puff—

The black sun was pierced through, and Ji Mingyu inside let out a painful scream.

But a smile appeared on his face as he raised his hand and gave Gu Shen the middle finger: "We're all still here, how can we just watch you bully A-Yun?"

Behind him, space trembled, carrying Xiao Yun toward the Lord of Death.

Meanwhile, tiny flames rose from all over the world.

Then, these flames resolutely gave up their last chance of life, turning into lifeless ashes, paving the way for him, forging his throne, and transforming the world into his eternal kingdom!

The [Crown of Bloodshed] buzzed back, landing on Xiao Yun's head, absorbing the ashes from the sky and transforming into a blackish-gray crown of death.

Having absorbed the power of countless dying embers, Xiao Yun's power grew stronger and stronger, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

His body slowly aged, and finally, it turned into ashes.

But those eyes were incredibly bright and sparkling.

"This is the meaning of what I have been upholding."

He stood before the Lord of Death, raised the mithril sword, and slowly plunged it into his chest.

The longsword, forged from mithril, is incredibly light, yet it carries the weight of life and death for millions.

The Lord of Death struggled frantically, but Xiao Yun watched quietly and calmly said, "I will find my master's wife, so—don't be stubborn, Grandmaster."

A fleeting emotion that shouldn't have been there flashed in the Lord of Death's eyes.

"well----"

He sighed, raised his head, and looked at Xiao Yun with a mixture of guilt and expectation: "Then, I'll leave it to you—"

After he finished speaking, his body began to disintegrate, turning into part of the ashes scattered across the sky.

Xiao Yun sheathed his sword, bent down, picked up the [Death Source Crystal] from the ashes, and embedded it into the crown on his head.

Then, he turned around and slowly sat down on the throne.

"Life and death are one, I am his master!"

"The calamity of death ends here."

boom!

The heavens and earth trembled, bowing down to the will of the king.

Countless cracks appeared on the earth, from which blazing crimson flames rose, and rolling heat waves swept across the world, bringing life and dispelling death.

Those who were being ravaged by death were rescued from their suffering, feeling the life force within them, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Those who had already become the dead slowly regained consciousness, looking blankly at the death within their bodies that was transforming into life.

People who originally possessed the spark of life were shocked to discover that the connection between the spark within their bodies and its source had been quietly severed.

In an instant, everyone in the world looked up at the eastern sky.

But strangely, there was nothing there.

Only one sun rose above the horizon, its warm and brilliant light illuminating the earth and dispelling the last trace of chill.

The world is reborn.

And in the endless, high sky, a smile flickered in those crimson-gold eyes.

Then, driven by drowsiness and exhaustion, it slowly closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.