Eternal Sun

Chapter 640: Demigod Falls! Dark Rain!

The Sword of Glorious Redemption is a supreme artifact that can withstand the battle between sub-gods, so it is no problem for it to break the body of a mere demigod.

"Stab!"

Anuba's extremely tough demigod body was easily pierced by the Sword of Glorious Redemption as if it were made of paper.

Faced with the absolute crisis of death, Anuba was finally able to temporarily suppress the endless pain and regain his sanity.

But it was too late to realize it now.

“It shouldn’t be like this!”

Anuba roared in pain and despair, just like the soul patterns on his body that were imprisoned by him and were wailing forever and unable to be freed.

"Buzz!"

With the power of the Glorious Sword of Redemption, the light of An's soul poured into Anuba's body like a torrent.

The means by which will interferes with reality can finally be used through this gap to destroy Anuba's body.

"Crack!"

The absolutely conflicting forces continued to fight against each other in Anuba's body, causing cracks to appear on Anuba's extremely tough body.

The wailing souls who were originally imprisoned here, unable to be freed for eternity, finally found rest at this moment.

"呲呲呲..."

The breath of pain and despair continued to melt away like ice and snow facing the sun.

At this moment, the soul patterns finally stopped wailing and showed peaceful expressions on their faces.

Under An's intervention, those souls continued to leave Anuba's body.

After bowing devoutly to An, he temporarily merged into the three pairs of gorgeous shawl-like wings behind An.

Anuba was in no mood to pay attention to these trivial matters.

What made Anuba most desperate was that the power of the Sword of Glorious Redemption itself locked the will that Anuba left behind when he branded authority on many worlds.

This means that as An's power continues to be injected into his body, it is only a matter of time before these wills are discovered and erased.

"Since I am going to die eventually, let these worlds be buried with me."

Faced with the inevitable destruction, Anuba's vicious nature as an evil god was completely aroused.

Yang Hong, who was watching from a distance, had no intention of interfering with what Anuba would do next.

"This is the battle of the Archangel of Suffering. It will ultimately be ended by Him Himself."

……

Realizing that his fate would be to fall at An's hands, Anuba completely detonated the will imprinted in those many worlds.

"Boom!!!"

The will itself is insignificant.

But it is enough to affect the authorities in these worlds that symbolize pain, despair, and other similar natures.

And because that trace of will had been completely distorted, it directly polluted the authority influenced by Anuba in these worlds.

"Crash!!!"

In an instant, heavy gray rain fell in many worlds, including this small group of worlds.

The power contained in the rain directly eroded all life in these worlds, causing these lives to suffer from the most fundamental level.

Unlike the sufferings that Anuba had caused before, the extreme pain brought by the power contained in the rain almost instantly wiped out more than half of the lives in these worlds.

But annihilation is not the end, the souls of those lives are still struggling in these worlds.

"what!"

"No!"

"Who can help me!"

"What on earth did we do wrong!"

"Die! All of you die!"

Among the many worlds, countless wails of life and death directly penetrated the boundary wall and reached An's heart.

But An's body did not shake, and his will did not waver in the slightest.

In the process of bearing suffering and saving the world, never think that you can be perfect without any loss.

This is something that even Yang Hong today, or even Yang Hong who may become a god in the future, may not be able to do.

Therefore, An, who has transformed into a demigod on the spiritual path, will feel sad because of the experiences of these creatures, but he will not be shaken in the slightest.

The most urgent task is to completely erase the source of everything and then find a way to save those worlds.

Otherwise, all He has done would be in vain.

Thinking of this, An's spiritual light became brighter and brighter, and it rushed in madly, causing countless damages to Anuba's body.

The terrifying force after the collision was constantly spreading outward from the damaged parts, causing Anuba's aura to drop rapidly at a cliff-like rate.

The means by which will interferes with reality is to use these damages to further tear apart Anuba's body, divine power, and soul, and even deprive him of the authority he holds.

Anuba was aware that his demise was imminent, but the look he gave An was full of pride.

"Hahaha, I am indeed going to perish, but you can't save those worlds. They will all be buried with me!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Amidst a long string of crazy laughter, Anuba's body shattered, and the trace of Anuba's will in the many worlds was also wiped out by An.

However, the dark rain that had been brought about by Anuba's will showed no signs of stopping.

Countless worlds have been destroyed under this ultimate suffering.

……

"So, how do you deal with the current situation?"

Yang Hong is looking forward to An's next performance.

After killing Aruba, An was quietly floating in the sea of ​​​​void.

The Sword of Glorious Redemption did not return directly to Yang Hong, but chose to stay with An temporarily.

He was also very curious about what An would do next to make up for it all.

At this time, An's spiritual light, having just wiped out Anuba's many wills, had already locked onto all the worlds where dark rain was falling.

The next moment, An's body gradually became transparent, and the spiritual light emanating from his body became stronger and stronger.

Until finally, An's body completely disappeared and turned into countless points of light that were cast towards all the worlds that were locked upon by Him.

"Shua..."

As those spots of light smashed into the center of each world, endless suffering began to rapidly converge towards those spots of light.

After bearing all these sufferings, the light spot quickly turned into a solid entity and became a seed again.

Unlike the last transformation, this time the seeds took root and sprouted at an incredibly fast speed.

And huge flowers of the soul grow.

This time the flower of the soul did not bloom, and remained in the shape of a bud.

Through the faintly transparent texture of the flower bud, one can vaguely see a tiny An curled up inside it.

“Woo!” “Ah!”

"Why don't you save me!"

"Since you can't save us, then sink with us!"

"Come on! Join us!"

As if they had found an outlet to vent their anger, countless wailing beings, whether they were living creatures or vengeful spirits, all rushed madly towards the flower of the soul.

Hands kept reaching upwards, as if trying to drag An, the flower of the soul, into the endless despair and pain.

One world, two worlds is fine.

This is the case in so many worlds, and even with An's current strength, he is almost unable to withstand it.

It is always easier to destroy than to build, and it is always more difficult to save than to kill.

Countless beings who have completely lost their minds and gone completely crazy in pain and despair are constantly climbing the stalks of the flower of the soul, tearing apart everything within their sight.

"Om..."

As time goes by, the flowers of the soul in many worlds gradually dim as if they can't bear the burden.

But this not only failed to crush An, but made him more determined to save these worlds.

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