I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

By mobilizing its power as the god of time and destiny, time seems to be gently plucked by an invisible hand, making its existence eternal.

"Even if heaven and earth are destroyed, I will not be destroyed."

"If the universe perishes, I will not perish."

Its lion-head-like body has endured the test of time, remaining unshaken by the winds and rains of the outside world.

Upon seeing this, Mingxian leaped up and landed nimbly on the metal horse's back.

Divine sword, draw it!

His body radiated a light of salvation, and his crystal-like crimson armor gradually peeled away under the light, revealing pure white holy armor.

Amidst the war song, Mingxian leaped from his horse, surrounded by the light of salvation, transforming into a dazzling white light, like a giant pale spear, piercing towards Zharwan!

Not Agito: Chapter Sixty-Four - Kicking the God of Destruction

The pure white light of salvation, like a holy celestial curtain, slowly enveloped the sky, making this courtyard appear as tranquil and solemn as a fairyland.

The flying golden blades all stopped.

They seemed to be alive, gazing towards the light.

On the earth, the surviving descendants of the gods seemed to have also sensed what was happening at the end of the world.

The stars in the sky have completely disappeared, and ninety percent of the universe has returned to chaos. The entire history is like a branch growing from a tree, which has been grasped by an indescribable hand. With just a gentle tug, it will be peeled off from the tree of the universe.

Click!

A crisp sound echoed in the Temple of Infinite Time.

A huge hole has been pierced through the massive stone lion's head, as if the beast's heart has been mercilessly torn apart, revealing a hideous wound. Within the hollow, fragments of its former majesty can be vaguely seen, scattered all over the ground.

"God-slaying beasts, victorious sons, you have won, but the fate of humanity has been decided."

Zarwan spoke in a weak yet firm voice, like a mournful elegy, expressing endless sorrow and resentment.

The wound between his eyebrows had spread out like a spider web.

Like a scroll painting, it gradually unfolds.

The eerie light emanating from the cracks, like the eye of an abyss, gazes upon the vicissitudes of this world.

The cracks spread rapidly, covering its entire lion-head-like body, as if the sands of time were relentlessly flowing away, taking away Zarwan's last breath.

In the end, Zharwan turned into dust and vanished from the world.

“Good, good luck!”

Matsubara Kanon on the street breathed a sigh of relief, and Tsurumaki Kokoro was also very happy.

The other divine descendants, especially the spirit of the girl who provided "spiritual vision" and was incorporated into the sword formation by the piercing string, all smiled at this moment.

The crisis of world destruction has finally passed.

Everyone couldn't help but think that way.

Above the heavens, countless false gods, having lost the blessing of the power of destiny, gradually lost their synchronization with [mythology], turning into silhouettes and reverting to those "elves" who had not become gods, finally disappearing into the pristine desert.

Vereslana's enormous body gradually shrank, transforming into an eagle that soared into the sky and finally landed lightly beside Mingxian. Its wings folded, and it transformed into the handsome young man.

Mingxian also deactivated its weapon form and returned to its original appearance.

The two stood side by side, gazing at the distant and solemn temple, surrounded by countless collapsing false gods.

The azure Earth overhead had turned pitch black, as if covered in a layer of mud.

From here, the mud has marble-like patterns.

Vereslana's hair fluttered gently in the breeze.

"It's finally over, but unfortunately, the fate of humanity is still in the hands of King Mithra. As a hero, I'd really like to save this world."

Vereslana lowered his head and looked at his hands.

That white hand is becoming transparent.

He was like the setting sun.

“However, I am only able to continue operating because of Father Ming’s power, and now I have no choice but to withdraw.” Vereslana lowered his hand and calmly accepted his disappearance.

The disobedient gods do not die; they simply return to mythology.

However, when Veleslana descends to earth in the future, he may not remember the String, nor will he have this physical body, or even his soul, and his divine status may be different.

For life in the material world, Vereslana is dead.

Mingxian slowly raised his steady arm.

"If the fate of mankind is in the hands of King Mithra, I will take it back."

"Ha, how ironic."

Vereslana sneered, his arm slowly rising and gently touching Mingxian's forearm, as if two forces were exchanging words in silence, or as if ancient stars were echoing each other.

"I can't believe I've heard such magnificent words coming from the mouth of you, you foolish god-slayer."

As their forearms clashed tightly, a soft rumble of thunder seemed to erupt in the air.

"The time for farewell has come. Heh, what a pleasant battle. As I said at the beginning, I will end this encounter with a smile."

A smile spread across Vereslana's face.

Then, it disappeared in the light, as if it had turned into smoke and dust.

With Zarwan's death, time, which had been suspended in Vereslana, began to flow again.

After three fierce battles, He finally vanished.

……

On the rooftop of Haneoka, Hikawa Sayo breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally over, Goddess. According to you, the world was only frozen, like a pause button was pressed. As long as the culprit is defeated, everything will return to normal, right?"

She couldn't help but confirm it, her heart pounding.

These words instantly traveled along the unseen "spiritual network" to the ears of the other girls in the sword formation.

This is also what the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady said when she used her powers to connect their spiritualities and form a "spiritual network".

Although the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden suddenly went offline in the middle, the goal has been achieved.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, standing atop the giant teddy bear's head, narrowed her slender eyes slightly.

"Unfortunately, the world will probably still be destroyed. No, not the destruction of the universe, but simply the return of time to 150 years ago."

Hikawa Sayo: "What!?"

A sense of surprise and uncertainty spread throughout the "spiritual network," and all the psychics turned their attention to Ice Vegeta.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden explained, "The Temple of Infinite Time was jointly built by Mitra and Zarwan. The temple is similar to a divine artifact, and also to an altar."

"The universe has now returned to chaos; the next step is simply to send the temple to 150 years."

“Given Mithra’s current situation, he is capable of getting the temple to accomplish this.”

"To restore everything to its original state, we need to stop the Temple of Infinite Time from going back to the past."

"However, Zarwan sealed the Temple of Infinite Time before he died!"

With the explanation from the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, the Glacier Twins spread this information throughout the "spiritual network".

Upon receiving this news, Kurata Mashiro fled to the balcony. Gazing at the boundless sea of ​​marble-patterned mud, she gripped the railing tightly with both hands. The blue light in her eyes grew brighter, but also more desperate.

"it is true……"

Her voice trembled.

"It's completely sealed off; no one, by any means, can reach the temple..."

Kurata Mashiro, who possesses the most powerful "spiritual vision" ability, came to this conclusion.

At this moment, everyone in the "spiritual network" was filled with despair.

The ability of "spiritual vision" is not just about extracting [void memories]; it can even predict the future and know the trajectory of fate.

They even send out their spiritual visions to observe the conditions of other worlds and learn about the entirety of the multiverse.

Under the pressure of the world's destruction, the corrective force of fate greatly increased the information they could obtain through their "spiritual vision."

Therefore, they can be certain of —

The Temple of Infinite Time has been sealed!

Even if it's within reach, you can never truly arrive.

"It's okay~"

However, Genjuan spoke nonchalantly, her tone still full of energy, without any trace of gloom.

"Has Xianxian not given up yet?"

All that followed was Kurata Mashiro's voice from the "spiritual network," sounding like she was throwing a tantrum: "Even if we don't give up, we can't win! This isn't something that giving up, persisting, or trying can change! Everything! Everything! It's all turned out like this!!"

The “spiritual network” fell silent instantly.

It's far too cruel for young girls.

Just moments ago they were living their normal, everyday lives, and the next second the whole world looked like this. Then they were told that the world was about to be destroyed and that their power was needed.

Finally, they were told that it had failed.

It's going to be a breakdown no matter what, right?

Genjuro, hands on her hips, laughed and said, "Genjuro is such a tenacious person. Even at that point, she would still smile and persevere. She's practically a fool!"

"fool?"

Misaki, standing next to him, was speechless.

Everyone in the "spiritual network" was speechless, unable to understand what this person was saying.

Suddenly, Mingxian spoke.

"You finally came."