Light Fortress

Chapter 1803: Chapter 427: Letter, Kill (Part 2)_3

Gu Shen didn’t expect that Meng Xizhou would arrive first.

This battle seemed like a major defeat for Deep Sea.

But actually, he had paid a great price, the accumulated origin in the Pure Land had been completely exhausted, the Origin Power of the Light God’s Seat was entirely destroyed by Gu Changzhi, and even his own origin accumulation was wiped clean...

Now, both sides are in a state of "running on empty."

"West Continent... you’ve come!"

The voice of the Light God’s Seat was extremely hoarse, with his elementalized body forcibly resisting countless thrusts from the Flowing Fire Long Leaves, while turning back: "Don’t hesitate, kill him!"

Gu Shen met Meng Xizhou’s gaze in silence.

"..."

He didn’t speak, not because he didn’t want to, but because he had already drained all his strength for this fight to reach this stage.

Although he was the successor of the Netherworld King’s Spark.

Yet he hadn’t yet fused with the spark, was merely a mortal, relying on years of accumulated origin in the Pure Land to take part in this Divine War.

Mr. Gu Changzhi’s lingering thoughts wouldn’t have managed to last until now... the destructive power unleashed by the letter was meant to be fleeting, sustained only by the massive accumulation of origin within the Pure Land to evolve to this point.

Just a bit more, just a bit more, and he could completely "slay" the Light God’s Seat.

The battle reached this point.

At this moment, Gu Shen truly didn’t even have the strength to speak.

So he just silently looked at Meng Xizhou.

Sometimes, it’s not necessary to speak, just a gaze can convey what the other is thinking.

The envelope was already burning to its last, the shell of the Light God’s Seat began to seep blood, which was a manifestation of its dissipating Divine Power, the final killing intent of the Flowing Fire and the last of the origin of the Pure Land were about to vanish... at this moment, the battlefield was locked into a fragile and desperate balance.

Meng Xizhou looked at Gu Shen, then shifted her gaze to the throne.

"Do you remember... what I said earlier?"

The old man’s face, now seeping blood from his seven orifices, was defeated; if not for Meng Xizhou’s arrival, his endurance would have been meaningless.

"Now is the time for you to make a choice..."

Meng Xizhou gazed at the familiar face, recalling the scene by the Red Lake shore.

Sacrifice the few, save the many.

This choice... she’d faced many times without hesitation.

But today, this moment, she didn’t act as straightforwardly as before, instead stood at the boundary of the battlefield, one step away from entering, but chose not to.

"Lord Divine, you said Gu Shen is the Netherworld King."

Meng Xizhou began slowly towards the elder: "Though there’s no evidence, I believe it. But I have a question; I want to know, what’s the significance of the Light Temple exhausting every power to kill the Netherworld King?"

"Significance?"

Deep Sea didn’t expect Meng Xizhou to pose such a foolish question.

The old man sternly rebuked: "Light vanquishing darkness is an eternal truth, you’re to kill him because it’s your duty! Where is the need to ponder significance!"

"... Understood."

Meng Xizhou nodded slightly, not lingering on the topic, continuing to direct her gaze at the battlefield ahead, like an uninvolved observer.

Deep Sea was stunned.

"What are you waiting for? Why aren’t you acting!"

"I’m waiting."

Meng Xizhou calmly stated: "Since light vanquishing darkness is an eternal truth, then as the possessor of the Light Fire, you should be the one to kill him. So I’m waiting for you to kill the Netherworld King, just as you said earlier... you kill the Netherworld King, I’ll carry the head, proving the victory of light to the world."

"After all, I’m merely the Goddess of the temple, merely a mortal with the qualification for inheritance."

Meng Xizhou sincerely spoke: "This task of killing the Netherworld King ought to be done by you."

"..."

Deep Sea fell silent, it deciphered Meng Xizhou’s meaning.

"You want the ’Light Fire’?"

At this moment, all the roundabout expressions lost their significance.

Meng Xizhou shook her head, "If you insist on seeing it that way, I can’t refute, but I don’t mean that, I simply believe the task of killing the Netherworld King should be completed by the Light God’s Seat... light’s victory over darkness is an eternal truth, so the final strike should be done by the supreme leader of light."

The remark seemed dignified.

But in truth, Meng Xizhou’s intent was clear, she discerned the Light God’s Seat was at its limit, now she desired a definitive answer, a certain response—

Who would be the next Flame Master?

Thus in the void, a long silence fell.

Deep Sea understood, Meng Xizhou had docked her Cloud Ship outside the void of the Old World, coming alone to this location for this final negotiation, revealing her true face at its weakest moment.

Deep Sea scrutinized the earnest woman before it.

Rather than being angry, its gaze showed relief...

There is only one type of person in the world that intimidates it, those without desire, or need, true Saints.

Meng Xizhou once came close to such a state, many actions she took disregarded gain, purely for the sake of people.

This was why Deep Sea hadn’t handed the spark to Meng Xizhou.

It even spent six years crafting a dungeon, attempting to let darkness shatter Meng Xizhou’s sanity...

But now, those measures were unnecessary.

The busyness of the world is for profit. The hustle of the world is for gain.

Meng Xizhou wasn’t a Saint, she was just an ordinary person.

Such a Meng Xizhou made it feel secure to hand over the spark.

Of course.

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"Silly girl, you are the future supreme leader of the Light Church..."

"I’ve always seen you as my successor."

Trapped within the cage of Flowing Wood, the old man gently spoke, word by word: "I swear by Soul, just kill Gu Shen now, and I’ll immediately pass the Light Fire to you."

Meng Xizhou, hearing this, took a deep breath.

Looking towards Gu Shen again, her gaze turned fierce and resolute.

At this moment, she made her choice without hesitation.

The Goddess joined her fingers, then swiped across.

"Buzz!"

Majestic Blazing Light quivered in the void, forming a sword, slicing through the vast void from above Gu Shen.

Sacred radiance scattered far and wide.

The Blazing Light was too dazzling to gaze upon.