I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Looking at everything he created, Lu Jian felt as if the torrent of fate was carrying him forward.

The pure fire was still spreading, but at least he had one last moment to say goodbye to the giant.

Arriving at the pit, Lu Tiao saw that most of Lao Song's body had been eaten away, with internal organs and blood spilled, announcing the final countdown to his life.

The giant was dying. He looked at the dawn light and his eyes lost focus.

"Are you still there?"

Lao Song asked.

I don’t know if he is talking about Lu Tan and Shia, or his companions.

"Still."

Lu Tiao replied, and the flames were gradually flowing down, slowly immersing Lao Song's body.

Lao Song did not feel pain, or in other words, his body had lost the ability to feel pain.

It was just the slowness of the death process that allowed him to maintain a certain degree of consciousness at this moment.

Hearing Lu Tan's voice, Old Song raised his eyes slightly.

Pure fire burned in his unfocused eyes, like the last sunset of a civilization.

"You said you are from the future, right?"

Lao Song asked using his last strength.

"Yes."

Lu Tun nodded and replied.

"So in the future, the future where you are, have we defeated these pollutions and successfully gotten rid of the erosion of the outer gods? Everything we do now, all the sacrifices, are meaningful, right?"

Lao Song asked.

He seemed to be asking Lu Jian, but also seemed to be asking himself.

Lu Tiao was silent for a moment.

"......Yes."

Shia answered it for him.

"We have defeated pollution. Those indescribable great existences have been sealed by us. Everyone can obtain knowledge and share knowledge without restraint. Our footprints have spread all over the foreign lands. We have won the final victory. You pioneers The statue was erected in the very center of the city and was revered by all.”

Her voice was soft, like a silent flame, like a lullaby to lull a baby to sleep.

Hearing Xia's words, Old Song had a relieved expression on his face.

"Ah, that's really... great."

The light in his eyes disappeared.

The flames engulfed Lao Song's body, leaving no emotion and nothing left behind.

In the sky, the red sun was occupied by pure fire, and it continued to flow out black mud. The black mud turned into ferocious monsters and spread in all directions.

In the end, the sun was completely annihilated, but more filth had already moved away from this land in order to escape the pure fire.

The filth eventually came to this world.

They will engage in a thousand-year-long game with the Pure Fire, driving the world toward destruction.

The net fire spreads and the entire island will be engulfed in flames.

Lu Jian saw the ship not far away, and he wanted to notify the other party and ask Nagamasa and the others to leave quickly.

After taking two steps, he found that Siya didn't move.

"what are you up to?"

Lu Tan asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Remember what we were going to do?"

Shia smiled and pointed to the center of the burning island.

“Witness the bud.”

Lu Tan replied.

The sacred cherry tree will sprout and grow somewhere on the island, becoming a towering giant tree and the source of pure fire.

All mikos born in this world in the future will have their souls returned to Kamisakura, and they will transform into huge wills to fight against the filth that is ravaging Wajima.

"My time is running out."

Shia said as she took off her armor and uncovered her clothes.

Under the clothes, the girl's body, which had been eroded beyond recognition by pollution, was shocking. All the internal organs had lost their original function and turned into wriggling foreign objects, swallowing up Shia's life.

If it weren't for the magic, Shia would have died countless times by now.

Even so, she could not suppress the final alienation.

Her life has been like a candle in the wind.

"I said that I met Du Danping in the wasteland, and he met you in the future. I didn't tell you. I also asked about my ending in the future."

Shia said, her tone was calm, like the pale flame.

"Now, it's time for that ending to come."

"I have also been exposed to pure fire in the place of silence. I know the origin of this thing. It requires the most extreme emotions to create and the most powerful soul to control. I can do it, and only I can do it."

She seemed to be explaining her thesis to her tutor without any hesitation.

"I have improved the spell that Drizzt used in your world. In order to prevent problems one day, I need to continuously invest in firewood. I only need you to do one thing for me now."

Shia lowered her eyes slightly. She knew that this was extremely cruel to Lu Tiao, but it was also indispensable to this world, so she spoke and continued.

"Here, the sacred cherry blossoms will sprout and grow. I need continuous firewood, I need sacrifices, I need the most painful souls, and I need the moments when the most hopeful wills fall into the most desperate abyss."

"I need you to build Wajima Taisha Shrine."

Lu Tan was silent after hearing Xia's words.

He glanced at Baopao. The girl wearing a red and white witch uniform had a bright smile, as pure as the moonlight.

Slippery tentacles extended from Shia's body, and those internal organs were no longer bound by magic and began to gnaw at the girl's body crazily.

She turned back and walked towards the center of the island.

Taking one step forward, those pure fires gave way to a path as if they were afraid.

The clothes on Siya's body had been burned away, revealing her dilapidated body. Only her slightly curly blond hair was flying in the fire, and was burned by the pure fire, turning into as black as ink. She The eyes, as green as lake water, were dyed with the color of flames, turning into a pink color like flesh and blood.

The flames on the entire island seemed to be controlled and suddenly shrank.

Lu Jian soon saw that some kind of agitation was blooming from the center of the island.

A touch of green burst out from the mountains, and the green spread quickly, covering the entire island. In an instant, a plant occupied everything within sight.

The thick trunk is knotted, and the branches are lush with green leaves.

Suddenly, in this windless zone, a gust of wind blew.

Along with the breeze, the towering giant tree took on a little cherry color.

Countless flowers are vying to bloom, and the scattered petals are like rain, falling slowly.

This is the sprout.

Lu Tan now knew what he had witnessed.

This is the location of Wajima Taisha Shrine, and he will visit here again in the distant future and long past.

All encounters are reunions after a long absence.

"The gods have done things for a long time, which I have never heard of. The maple dyes the Longtian River, and the gurgling water is deep."

On the side, Baopao faintly recited this Japanese song. Under the colorful fallen flowers, the incarnation of the foreign god was like a spectator, watching everything indifferently.

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