Chapter 51: Severing Immortality
Dark ripples distorted the mid-air as Anrijie’s delicate little hands clutched the ground. In her small head, lifted with effort, her pair of icy, clear big eyes brimmed with panic and trepidation.
Before her eyes, the Demon Realm lay shattered, presented as a testament to its destruction, sealed by the Giant King Summ’s single eye, almost a complete annihilation of a world. Immersed in it, let alone Ig, even she at her peak, as an immortal, would have found it perilous.
And Ig, that human young man, even if… even if he had the protection of that detestable goddess—
“Hiss—”
A stunning beam of light sliced through the temporal fracture, reflecting upon Anrijie’s youthful, tender face. Before her concern for Ig could even be wiped away, the snow-haired girl forcefully propped herself up, her small mouth agape in surprise, gazing at a space-time frozen in eternity, collapsing in an instant amidst sword light.
The End slashed through, like cutting through a pitch-black paper. Within the dark memories, the endless corruption of a world’s plane collapsing was severed. The stunning sword light seemed to pierce through eternity. Suddenly, a movement of radiance swept through, and the boundless darkness nearly dissolved. The long sword, entwined with brilliant Sword Qi, struck the giant’s body with a single blow!
“Boom!”
Silence, yet it felt like ten thousand thunders roaring in unison. The colossal sound of a collapsing world echoed in her ears. The rapidly annihilating light enveloped Ig’s side, scattering as he drew the eternal sword.
The Giant King Summ’s already broken body, under the might of the Sacred Sword, became even more fragmented. He slowly raised his head, his single eye, which sealed the darkness, flowing with black blood. However, as he looked at Ig’s final, slashing strike, the dazzling sword light pierced his pupils.
In his eyes, eternity was also reflected.
“Bang!”
The long sword halted before the giant’s single eye. In an instant, the collapsing space-time erupted in brilliant light all around. The earth evaporated, and the enveloping domain shattered and collapsed.
Anrijie pressed her little hand firmly on the scythe of death, pushing aside the surging light and the collapsing darkness. Her small head suddenly lifted. The Giant King’s limbs were broken, falling to the ground like collapsing hills. Endless darkness was illuminated by the momentary light. Ig, suspended outside the pierced space-time, brandished his sword with its straight edge, hanging over the single eye of his old foe.
The young loli with snow-white hair tightly clenched her scythe. Her long eyelashes trembled in her big eyes.
Although Anrijie currently resembled a small child, having once experienced immortality, she could naturally discern what had transpired.
“This… is this eternity?” a muffled voice slowly emerged. The Giant King slowly raised his face, his unopened eyes reflecting the halted sword light.
Ig slightly tightened his grip on the sword, sensing the ripples from the sword spirit girl, then raised his face.
“I apologize, Lord Giant King. I cannot fully control this strike.”
As he unleashed the eternal sword amidst the burning light and shadow, destruction and birth, the transition between stillness and movement, Ig had already crossed the peak of the Sacred Domain he had been approaching for a long time, achieving the realm of law, that is, the legendary realm of the mortal world. But as he said, he could not fully control the sword light of the strike.
Even though the long sword remained still before the Giant King’s face, the sword light, capable of annihilating immortals, still destroyed his life force in an instant.
“Heh… human boy, you and I are enemies. Do you still intend to go easy on me?” The Giant King suddenly laughed, the overflowing blood smearing his collapsing face.
“That is indeed the case. However, it was you who presented the memory of the Demon Realm’s destruction before me. If not for that, I could not have truly unleashed the strike you just witnessed.”
Ig said.
The truth was indeed so. If the Giant King had not gifted him the memory of the Demon Realm’s destruction, allowing him to truly witness and experience the decline of a world and the decay known as the law of immortality, no matter how much he tried, he could never have genuinely touched true eternity.
The Giant King shook his head. “Heh… is that all? Human boy, if I told you that in the myriad scenes I saw with my true sight, I once witnessed your eternal sword strike?”
“You saw my strike?”
Ig recalled Verafia’s introduction. Compared to his own truth-seeing eyes, the unique talent possessed by this Demon Monarch could foresee scenes in the river of destiny and time.
“However, the vast majority of those scenes also depicted you falling into decay and destruction. Indeed, human, if not for the laws that goddess left within your body, you would have long since been destroyed by the darkness.”
The Giant King’s voice turned cold. Vig remained silent. He did not deny that the other party was indeed speaking the truth. However, Ig also knew that even during the moments he fell into the depths of dark memories, the Demon Monarch before him had opportunities to attack him more than once.
At that time, even the slightest interference could have shattered the stability of “Eternity.”
Ig slowly raised his hand and retracted the eternal sword fixed on the Giant King’s head. Endless darkness swirled in the Demon Monarch’s single eye, yet it still reflected that sliver of eternal sword light. He opened his mouth, and his weakened voice slowly emerged:
“However, that goddess is willing to bestow her origin upon you… it is truly astonishing. Boy, who is she to you?”
Ig saw the Giant King’s face, struggling to lift. He did not ponder much before replying, “She is my Goddess. Veer… she is also my lover.”
“To call a goddess a lover. Heh heh, what audacious words, but it’s understandable…”
“Summ.”
A shaky, faint voice sounded, followed by a subtle, trembling girl’s voice.
Ig turned his head. Against the backdrop of the collapsing dark domain, Anrijie’s small body slowly approached. Her long snow-white hair brushed across her fair, tender face. Her beautiful eyes, as clear as a frozen lake, trembled slightly, revealing conflict and guilt.
“You’ve come. Before I… am completely devoured by the darkness, it is good to have a fellow countryman witness it.”
The power of the Sacred Sword sealed in his chest had subsided, but the Giant King’s vast life force, like a starry sea, continued to ignite, leaving only a flickering candle flame. With broken words, he struggled to turn his bleeding single eye towards the small, snow-haired loli on the ground and said,
“No, it’s me who let you down. Who betrayed you.”
Anrijie’s slender fingertips dug into the ground before her, her trembling voice filled with panic. She suddenly dared not look at her old acquaintance, but her perception still told her that his life was dissipating at an unimaginable speed.
The girl suddenly turned her small face forcefully. Her beautiful, moist eyes were filled with pleading as she looked at Ig, “Master… could you possibly…”
“If it’s merely to seal a piece of his soul in eternity, I can try,” Ig said upon hearing the girl’s plea, tilting his head slightly.
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Just a little bit more. Well, next chapter will be Veer’s perspective.
