Chapter 1126
Even If Nothing Is Left
As the Blood Heavenly Envoy prayed, the tranquil moonlight transformed into fine needles, beginning to fall like rain.
At first, it was sparse like a drizzle, then it roared like a downpour.
It descended upon the Earth like a saturated barrage, enveloping the entire world in moonlight and turning it white.
Even the depths of the underground, which were too deep to see light, were instantly illuminated by the vertically falling moon essence. The brightness increased at a visible rate until the entire world became a pure, clean white, completely obscuring all vision, making it impossible to see anything.
The next moment, a black lotus burst forth from the pure, flawless white light—
It was like a cracked acorn, or a blooming flower bud… unfolding layer by layer, gradually expanding.
—That was not darkness, but void. It was a hollowness where nothing existed, a void that even all-pervasive light could not fill, and it continued to dissolve the surrounding light.
“Wuqun,” whose body was on the verge of collapse, appeared in the center.
Upon seeing this, Eivass immediately realized that the moonlight the Blood Heavenly Envoy had prayed for was not meaningless.
This mass of void, like the part residing in the Swan King’s head, was a fragment torn off by the “Whisper of the Void,” not its true form.
Just as water can extinguish fire, but can be evaporated by a larger fire, the void could devour and neutralize everything. However, this endless pure radiance could in turn neutralize it. While it couldn’t purify it directly, it could accelerate the void’s self-dissolution.
—When a mechanism is not absolute, numbers clearly have meaning!
Originally, even after enduring two rounds of the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s “Hatred Slash,” “Wuqun” had only shattered into four pieces. They could still be roughly held together by an inexplicable suction force. But now, she was left with only two pieces.
Only the part from the chest upwards, along with one right arm remained. The rest had been completely devoured by the void and vanished without a trace. The remaining two pieces were already covered in black patterns… like spreading poisonous sores from a skin allergy, except they were not scarlet but pure black.
Her eyes had been completely voided, turning into two black hole-like existences. Her mouth was also cracked and full of fissures. Half of her right arm had also been voided—where her palm should have been, there was now a vague mass of blackness.
If she continued to be bombarded by the moonlight, in less than half a minute, she would completely lose her vessel and turn into a pure void crystal core.
This was the Blood Heavenly Envoy’s resolve.
Although the Child of the Moon created by the Blood Heavenly Envoy did not fulfill the “Ritual of the Perfect Being” that Cain’s mother, Hengwo, originally desired.
These wicked Children of the Moon coincidentally satisfied another condition—
Just as Cain, lacking love, could effectively resist the erosion of the void despite being a failed “Perfect Being,” Fate showed the Blood Heavenly Envoy another path.
Cain’s leavings of sinful blood flowed into the Earth. Those homeless and stateless vampire monsters committed countless blood debts, hated by all people. Even after hundreds or thousands of years, future generations would never forget the sins committed by the Children of the Moon back then.
Hatred is deeper than love and less likely to be worn away by time.
—Because humans are beings who can only truly love a few but hate the entire world. Even if history is passed down through generations, races change, and cultures shift, that foreign hatred, after the sedimentation of time, can still be etched into the bone, like an anchor that keeps a ship from sinking in a storm.
Now, because of this imprint of sin, even the Void Power could not erase the Blood Heavenly Envoy from the world!
The fragment of void that resided within “Wuqun’s” body clearly realized this.
She decisively switched her attack target.
—There wasn’t much time left for the void to manifest.
Since the Blood Heavenly Envoy had gained resistance, she would attack someone who didn’t have any!
Although “Wuqun’s” attitude towards Eivass earlier was to hope he would recognize reality and fall into the void… now, she showed him no mercy, not even slightly, for lusting after Eivass’s body!
“Wuqun” raised her last remaining arm.
The end of the arm had completely twisted, turning into thin, black, and twisted lines like spider legs.
It was “black light.”
Light, of course, couldn’t be black—but it was darkness that devoured everything, constrained into lines. Wherever it swept across matter, it was directly dissolved and cut, like an incomparably sharp and scorching laser, slicing through the moonlight descending between heaven and earth!
The overflowing moonlight inexplicably broke, like a severed waterfall.
It was like looking through fogged-up glasses, and a cotton swab gradually traced a clear path… The light that obscured vision was devoured by the void. And what was also devoured were everything that the “black lines” touched.
“Wuqun” attacked Eivass from afar with this strike.
Ten such thin lines converging would be enough to turn Eivass directly into void.
“——Don Quixote!!”
At this moment, Eivass’s voice, filled with unwavering determination, rang out.
He made no attempt to dodge.
Because dodging was useless.
As “Wuqun’s” final blow, she had not left Eivass any room to dodge. The attacks grasping from all directions followed incredibly profound trajectories, locking onto Eivass’s future like Fate. It was like a tightening noose around his neck, with no room for escape.
But the radiant and brilliant Pure White Knight stepped forward.
And stood in front of Eivass.
“My Lord!!”
An incomparably fervent voice echoed from beneath the knight’s helmet: “Even if I have Nothing Left—”
He did not raise his Holy Sword to defend, nor transform it into a Holy Shield.
Instead, without any hesitation, he raised his Holy Sword and—
—severed his own head.
As the helmet clanged to the ground, brilliant radiance gushed out like blood.
The radiance seeping from his severed head simultaneously sprayed out to the left, right, and above, forming a giant, inverted cross in the heavens.
However, it was less an inverted cross and more like a radiant greatsword standing upright!
The next moment, the greatsword expanded to both sides, and multicolored rainbow light turned into two enormous light shields. Immediately after, countless lights formed sharp, crystalline feathers, which further combined with the light shields to form two wing-like armors.
These wings were not soft, but looked like countless thrusting light swords. Yet, they exuded an incomparable sense of peace and security.
“That’s…”
Isabel’s eyes widened.
Such a beautiful and dazzling radiance.
That radiance was the brilliance of will, the condensation of hope.
The light of hope was also a Power capable of resisting the void.
Even if everything now was hopeless, even if the future was destined for destruction, meaningless descent into void… as long as that future had not arrived, there was always a Possibility for change!
Even if that Possibility was incredibly slim… like a tiny spark of hope ignited under The Uttermost Black Night, fleeting and transient.
But the existence of that flame meant resistance against the night—
It meant that life not completely merging with darkness was qualified to survive!
It meant that People still yearned for light, even if, in their minds, the Sun would never rise again—
Like in ancient times, when People walked in the sunless night, igniting sacred and precious flames.
—That tiny spark couldn’t change anything.
The flame would eventually extinguish. When it burned out, the sky would once again plunge into pure darkness.
It couldn’t save lives, nor could it revive the sun.
Darkness was eternity, and the fleeting light was but a brief illusion.
But igniting the flame itself was the Meaning.
“Even if Nothing Is Left—”
“Don Quixote is the Avatar of my will. Like ‘The Fool,’ the first card of the Tarot Card…”
Eivass’s voice from before resounded in Isabel’s heart: “Even if it’s a cliff, I will step forward.”
The next moment, the void and the light shields fiercely collided.
(End of Chapter)
