Blood.
Fresh blood!
Great gouts of blood burst forth instantly as the heart ruptured, spraying into the sky like a rain of blood, staining Lu Ce's entire body with a layer of crimson.
Logically speaking, given Sun's physique, no matter how you looked at it, he shouldn't have had this level of blood loss. The feeling was completely comparable to a blood bank collapsing.
This blood rain represented his life level, which had already taken that half-step forward.
It was just that in the end, he didn't die at the hands of the gods, but died at Lu Ce's hand, falling before the day of the final conclusion.
On Lu Ce's hand, which had crushed his heart, dark golden light flowed, and finally, this layer of radiance slid across Sun's entire body.
Then, this body that had already lost all signs of life, accompanied by golden light, turned inch by inch into powder, vanishing from this world.
A few seconds passed. Flurries of flying ash danced and drifted in the sky, swirling with Lu Ce's body at the center.
Finally, reduced to ashes, this second-strongest expert of the human faction, the leader of this generation of the Heaven and Earth Society, the spiritual leader long regarded as a terrorist organization... ca to an end.
Lu Ce looked at the swirling ashes filling the sky around him and instinctively reached out to grab it, plucking a wisp of ash from the air into his hand.
He clenched his fist lightly. When he opened his hand again, the ash had already disappeared, vanished completely.
At this mont, those watching this ga match, those watching the live stream within the ga, were all sowhat silent.
Although they didn't have much recognition or affection for "Sun," this man of great killing intent, watching the fall of such a powerful expert still made them feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
All the top players participating in this god-player wager, those still alive, were also in that pure white space, quietly watching this scene.
Previously, because of the ga failures of [Death] and [Pleasure], which forced the rules of the ga to be changed, their gas had all been terminated.
This god-player wager was the fairest form of ga, but due to the inherent strength of the gods, the human players were still being suppressed.
But holding out for a longer ti wasn't really a problem.
So, a portion of the top experts had never been defeated, stubbornly holding on until the ga on "Sin's" side ended, at which point their gas were forcibly ruled a draw.
Perfect Life, The Creator, Chiyo Eine, and others were naturally among them.
They had managed to preserve their lives, and each had even gained so benefits of divine power as "compensation."
Last ti it was "Blank," this ti it was "Sin," all directly or indirectly preserving their lives.
And now, they were all in this initial space of the god-player wager, quietly watching the screen before them, watching Sun's demise.
Their eyes were filled with shock and emotion—shock at the power currently possessed by "Sin" and "Sun," and also so emotion at "Sun's" death at this mont.
The Creator's clothes were quite tattered. He touched his still-bleeding right eye, an injury from the previous ga, and muttered to himself, "He shouldn't have died like this."
Beside him, Xu Long, also covered in wounds, nodded with a muffled voice. "Yeah, even if he had to die, he should have died charging at the gods. Excellent warriors are always covered in dust."
Perfect Life slowly stood up, his expression solemn. He brought his hands together and closed his eyes. "Does anyone know what Sun's real na was?"
His voice echoed in this space, but no one responded. It seed no one really knew, and no one had ever cared about who the burly man codenad "Sun" actually was.
Not far in front of Him sat a young girl, currently engrossed in playing with a seven-colored ball of light in her hands. It was Xie Antong.
She also spoke up now. "What? Feeling recognition for him, or realizing his combat power actually surpassed yours?"
Perfect Life: ...
"I don't know his na, but I estimate the Dragon Group people know. If you're willing, you can ask them once we get out."
Sitting on the ground of this energy space, Xie Antong's emotions and deanor were clearly different from ordinary people and from her forr self.
After absorbing and coming into contact with a large amount of divine power, she began to have a feeling of "I am gradually understanding everything," and she beca a bit eccentric.
At the sa ti, she also began to sowhat understand the gods, able to predict what plans and actions they were likely to take.
Sitting on the ground, she turned her head to look at the others with their varied expressions, cleared her throat, and said, "Ahem, don't think too much about it. There will be plenty of chances to die. We probably won't live many more days than he did either."
"By the way, have you realized the strength of those two has clearly started to beco sowhat incomprehensible? Even you, Perfect Life, should see the gap, right?"
"That's divine power. You should have obtained a portion from this draw too."
"Hurry up and absorb it. That way, at least before dying, you can unleash your full power like Sun did."
Everyone looked at Xie Antong a bit strangely. Since coming out, this person seed to have no particular feelings about the battle between "Sin" and "Sun."
As if she had known from the start that "Sin" had no possibility of losing, and that there was no need to pity "Sun."
She had been fiddling with that seven-colored energy ball in her hands the whole ti!
...
On the Final Battlefield, there was no longer any trace belonging to Sun. The dissipation was exceptionally thorough.
Only the ss on the ground and the terrifying wounds on Lu Ce's body told the story of what had happened here.
Lu Ce stood motionless, letting the flesh on his body writhe and repair on its own.
He couldn't afford to make any big movents either. His injuries were really not light, and he had no sense of pain. He was afraid that with one wrong twist, he might fall apart.
But just at this mont, as he focused his attention on himself, he discovered sothing was off.
The Illusion Cloak on his body would automatically change form. But due to his powerful physique, he usually didn't pay much attention to it, not treating it as so kind of armor.
But... why did this garnt suddenly have a pocket on its chest?
"Huh?"
He certainly didn't have the leisure for such things himself.
He extended two fingers, inserted them into the pocket, and pinched out what was inside.
It was a brass-colored dal. On the front was a character for "Heaven," and on the back, a character for "Earth"!
Lu Ce's heart jolted in shock. Where this thing ca from was self-evident.
It seed that in this world, he wasn't the only one who had encountered a fortuitous opportunity before. This was... the opportunity for the Sun's rise back in the day?
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