Chapter 1359: A Familiar Scene

Chapter 1359: A Familiar Scene

"Phew!"

"Haha!"

Inside the faceless god's chamber, Yun Xi took a deep breath and then patted his own face.

I can't continue like this anymore!

This is the only time when he couldn't rely on any Heavenly Demon, not even the one called "Impermanent" at the top of the Heavenly Demon hierarchy.

Faced with his first love, Lilibet, this rare opportunity, he had to confess his feelings.

Even if he knew the ending would be a failure, it didn't matter.

Many clueless young men never had the chance to confess their feelings to their first love in their lifetime.

From the first stirrings of affection to realizing he had fallen for that beautiful figure, he just couldn't bring himself to speak up.

In school, watching her from behind.

After the exam, when he saw her report card.

During class activities, he was very excited when he and she were assigned to the same group.

He thought he still had plenty of time, believing that one day he would gather the courage to confess his feelings. But in the blink of an eye, they graduated, and he never saw her again for the rest of his life.

For most people, their first love comes to an end quietly, often without realizing it was their most beautiful and pure love of their life.

It's often when we grow up that we look back on our youthful crushes and suddenly understand.

I once loved someone so purely, experiencing such a first love.

Like the budding flower of youth, we met before we were fully grown, destined never to blossom together.

Well, of course, this doesn't quite fit Yun Xi's unique situation.

His first love interest was the legendary Sky Sword, protector of the Sky Tower, long before he was born, only visible in his dreams.

Many times, he tried to reach her, only to be met by the icy blue glow of the sword.

(Translated by Gravity Tales ????)

Even so, he still looked forward to meeting his dream girl every time in his dreams.

This golden coastline was the sacred place where Yun Xi and her had their dates, although it was uncertain if they were actually dates.

The dark forest area suddenly had countless ghostly figures appearing.

Most of these shadows looked incomplete.

Some had no ears.

Some had no eyes.

Others had a big hole in their chests, with no heart inside.

And some had strange growths on their backs, like huge tumors.

A few of them wore tattered gear, giving off a different vibe from the other dark shadows.

"This is..." Yun Xi wasn't unfamiliar with this scene, as he had been one of those dark shadows when he met Lilibet in his dreams.

Lilibet called these twisted creatures "wanderers," vowing to eliminate every single one of them and prevent them from getting close to the Sky Tower's gates.

The killed spirits turn into ashes and, after being washed by the sea, only the golden gravel symbolizing the essence of the souls remains on this coastline.

Nobody knows how many spirits Lilibet has slain to create this Gold Coast.

This is her miraculous land, the Soul Gold Sand deposit that all Nightmare Sovereigns covet.

As the army of spirits emerged, Lilibet's unchanging cold face finally showed a hint of change.

It was a "serious" look, reflecting the mission Lilibet has carried from the Twilight of the Gods era to now, her battlefield.

Pulling out the ice-blue divine sword from the Soul Gold Sand, Lilibet leaped without hesitation into the thousands of spirits.

Seeing this familiar scene, Yun Xi's nervousness disappeared.

Yes, this is the true form of Lilibet, majestic and incredibly powerful.

Her sword is the blade that judges evil, the weapon that cuts souls.

For countless years, she rode through this lonely battlefield without hesitation, slaying enemies who outnumbered her by a thousandfold.

No matter where the enemies came from, no matter their race, she never retreated even when the battles left her bruised and battered.

BOOM! Among the numerous shadows, a lump behind one shadow burst open, revealing a tentacle with large suction cups.

On the tentacle, countless sparkling runes swiftly arranged and combined, lighting up one by one at a speed impossible for humans, weaving a forbidden spell of the seventh rank.

It was a death curse from the evil god, killing a thousand enemies but harming oneself three thousand.

One after another, black spikes shot up from the ground, indiscriminately slaughtering all units on the battlefield.

One by one, lost souls were impaled from below by these black spikes, eventually piercing through their throats, draining them dry, as they struggled helplessly like condemned prisoners.