Mu En Everything in front of my eyes has changed.
Underfoot is no longer the scorched earth destroyed by Sea God's Light, but green grass up to the ankles.
The grass blades are soft and make a slight rustling sound when you step on them, and you can feel the grass stems gently bouncing on the soles of your feet with every step you take.
The pungent burnt smell in the air disappeared, replaced by the fragrance of wild flowers and earth, mixed with the smell of firewood wafting from the distance.
It was like a family was cooking dinner, and the smell of cooking smoke was mixed in the wind, so faint that it was almost inaudible, but it was still there.
The wind was very light, blowing on Mu En's face like feathers, bringing with it the unique coolness of the evening.
Sky Manipulation is a washed blue, so clean without a trace of impurities, with a few white clouds floating slowly on the horizon, dyed pale gold by the setting sun.
Mu En felt all this and looked around blankly.
"Is it over----?"
Everything here is so beautiful.
It's so beautiful that you want to sit down and watch the scenery for a lifetime.
There is a stretch of green mountains in the distance, and a small river at the foot of the mountain shines like broken silver in the sun. The faint sound of rushing water can be heard, and the sound of water comes from afar, like a song that will never end.
Mu En took a deep breath, looked down at himself, and saw that all the injuries on his body were gone.
The tattered robe has transformed back into the white and smart clothes of his youth. The fabric is clean and crisp, and the cuffs and collar are neatly stitched.
He raised his hand and touched his face. What his fingertips touched was smooth skin. He changed back to the appearance of his early twenties, the young man who had not yet become Dragon God Douluo, and had not yet been burdened with the fate of Shrek.
Mu En raised his head and looked forward subconsciously.
In front of me is a Southward extending path. Both sides of the road are covered with knee-high weeds, and the grass is dotted with unknown Xiao Bai flowers.
Those flowers were only the size of a fingernail, swaying gently in the wind, like countless broken stars scattered on the green silk.
At the end of the road is a soft and warm light, like sunset or dawn, quietly spreading where the sky and the earth meet.
The light was not dazzling, it was just waiting there quietly, as if it had been waiting for a long time.
When he finally let go of everything and embarked on this road.
"Mu En, you guy, what are you doing standing there in a daze?"
A voice that sounded very familiar to Mu En came from behind.
Mu En turned around suddenly and saw Long Xiaoyao standing on a grassy slope not far away, with one hand on his waist and the other hand waving towards him.
He still looked carefree, with his long hair tied back casually, and a few strands of broken hair hanging in front of his forehead, swaying slightly in the wind.
The sleeves of the dark-colored attire were rolled up to the elbows, Long Xiaoyao tilted his head, and had a youthful smile unique to his lips. In that smile was only the joy of seeing an old friend.
Ye Xishui is standing next to Long Xiaoyao.
She was wearing the most beautiful long dress in Mu En's memory. The skirt swayed gently in the wind, like a floating lake.
Moreover, Ye Xishui's long hair was not tied up, just hanging casually on her shoulders. The tips of her hair were blown slightly by the wind, and a few strands of hair were close to her cheeks.
There was a smile on her lips, and there was no trace of the resentment and vicissitudes of life in her eyes at all, nor was there the coldness of Holy Spirit Cult Master holding life and death in her hands, only the brightness unique to a girl.
Mu En remembers that feeling very clearly. It was the first love feeling that hit his heart when he saw her for the first time.
Mu En just looked at the two of them, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.
Something seemed to be blocked in my throat. All the grievances and unwillingness deep in my heart, all the pain I chewed over and over again in the dead of night but never mentioned to anyone, were suppressed by Mu En.
But the warm liquid gushes out of his eyes first and flows down his cheeks.
In the end, Mu En's emotions could not be completely suppressed.
"Why are you crying?" Ye Xishui stepped forward and reached out to gently push his shoulder. The warmth of that hand spread through the fabric of his clothes and was warm.
It's not the kind of touch that the soul body has that can dissipate at any time.
But the warmth of life, flesh and blood.
"Your Majesty Dragon God Douluo, it's not enough for a junior who is less than twenty years old to beat him up and make him cry. If you are still crying when you get here, you really can't get the name Dragon God Douluo if word spreads about it."
There was teasing in her tone, but underneath the teasing there was a trace of slight distress.
"Am I dreaming? Is it really you?" Mu En frantically wiped away the tears she shed, trying to cover up all this.
But Long Xiaoyao came over, raised his hand and punched Mu En on the other shoulder.
"Did you get hit in the head? Who else could it be if it weren't for us?"
Long Xiaoyao said, naturally standing to the left of Mu En, his shoulders almost flat against Mu En's shoulders.
"When I first arrived, I saw you standing there, like a piece of wood." Ye Xishui stood to the right of Mu En and glanced sideways at him, with the corners of his eyes slightly bent.
When she stood up, there was a very light fragrance, which was the smell of the wildflower incense she used to use when she was young.
This position feels so familiar to Mu En. It is exactly the same as the position he used every time he played on the Douluo Continent. Mu En is in the middle, Long Xiaoyao is on the left, and Ye Xishui is on the right.
The three of us stood side by side and never changed.
"However, Mu En, you came too early, didn't you? We have just arrived. It seems that you were also killed cleanly by Lu Ren."
Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but tease, and raised his hand to punch Mu En on the shoulder again.
"This battle was indeed lost as we expected, without any surprise." Ye Xishui joked with a smile, raising his hand to push back a strand of hair that had been blown by the wind on his face behind his ear.
Long Xiaoyao nodded, clasped his hands behind his head, and looked up at the patch of land that was dyed pale gold by the setting sun. Sky Manipulation said, "Yeah, I didn't expect that when the three of us joined forces, we actually lost to a young boy who was less than twenty years old."
"If I tell you, I'm afraid it will make the older generation laugh out loud."
There was no trace of unwillingness in his tone, only relief after the dust had settled.
The relief is like a beach after low tide. All the sharp stones have been smoothed by the sea water.
It was as if two hundred years of debt and estrangement had disappeared with death.
What guilt, what atonement, what love and hate entanglements, all become less important on this path after death.
Ye Xishui on the side crossed his arms and glanced at Mu En, with a narrow smile on his lips, "Isn't that right? We have been going smoothly all our lives, but we are so completely defeated."
"And our Dragon God Douluo is holding his breath in his heart? Are you not convinced of the loss?"
Mu En looked at the two familiar and young faces in front of him, and after a while he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "We're already here, what's left to hold in?"
"If you lose, you lose. The times are moving forward, and it is not something that old bones like us can stop."
"Besides, without your help and Golden Ancient Tree's Power, I wouldn't be Lu Ren's opponent, right?"
Mu En raised his hand and looked at his own hand.
That hand still retains the slender and strong look of its youth.
"But no matter what, being able to fight a powerful opponent before dying is enough for me to die without regrets."
"I have lived for so many years and experienced countless battles, but nothing has ever been like this."
"Pushed to the limit, then pushed beyond the limit, and then pushed to even more extreme places."
"I haven't had that feeling in a long, long time.
Long Xiaoyao looked at Mu En, his eyes became serious. "I actually let you have a good beating? It seems that you have a high opinion of that young man."
"Yes, he is really super strong."
Mu En said solemnly, looking at the soft light in the distance, as if recalling a certain scene in the battle.
"And he didn't seem to be using all his strength."
"I can feel that he has been leaving room for leeway when fighting us."
"And he's not the kind of person who deliberately shows off his skills. He has been hiding his moves before, as if he was guarding against a certain entity."
"I feel sorry for him for not being able to let him use his full strength." Mu En looked a little lonely.
"Because he has been looking forward to an opponent who can let him go all out, and I couldn't do this even if I risked my life."
"I can actually let you talk like this." Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui were startled at the same time. They looked at each other and saw the shock that was hard to conceal in each other's eyes.
"He is already so strong, why hasn't he used his full strength yet?"
"Yes." Mu En sighed, and the sigh was long and heavy, "And I, the power I gained at all costs, Golden Ancient Tree's Thousand-Year heritage, my burned-out lifespan, the strength of my ancestors, and the cooperation between you and Xiaoyao, Xishui, all of these combined, still can't make Lu Ren use his full strength."
"It's not easy to meet an opponent who can go all out, but the opponent doesn't let me have enough fun. I understand this feeling very well."
"Just like when I became Titled Douluo, no one could compete evenly with me." Speaking of this, Mu En was full of regrets, "But now, things have changed."
"I am the one who failed to make my opponent happy."
Mu En looked up at the sky, Sky Manipulation was still the kind of blue that had been washed by water, he sighed a little, "I am very sorry that I couldn't let Master Lu Ren enjoy it to the fullest."
"However, it is a good ending to die in the hands of someone stronger than yourself."
"At least it's more dignified than dying in a recliner or dying in Evil Soul Master's conspiracy."
Ye Xishui stood aside and looked at the two of them, and suddenly burst into laughter.
The laughter was clear and crisp, like the first spring water that gushes out after the ice cracked. It was particularly beautiful in this quiet world.
"You two grown men, stop whining here."
"If you don't go forward, the road ahead will be dark."
She took the lead and took the lead. When she turned around, her skirt drew a beautiful arc, and the hem of her skirt brushed against the Xiao Bai flowers on the grass.
Mu En and Long Xiaoyao looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
It was a long-lost smile without any burden.
It is not a bitter smile when one is overwhelmed by fate, nor is it a sneer when facing the enemy of life and death, it is a hearty laugh that comes entirely from the heart and belongs to them.
"Let's go." Mu En said.
So the three of them walked side by side. Mu En was walking in the middle, Long Xiaoyao was on his left, and Ye Xishui was on his right.
The weeds on both sides of the road were brushed by their clothes, making a slight rustling sound.
The small white flowers in the grass swayed gently in the wind, as if to see them off.
The three of them were chatting and walking.
Let's talk about the embarrassing story of traveling to the mainland together when we were young, the night we drank in that tavern until dawn, and the past events that have become blurry but I still remember the general outline.
Unknowingly, the three of them had reached the end of the path.
The light is right in front of you, soft and warm, with no dazzling light or scorching temperature. It just spreads quietly between heaven and earth, like a golden Ocean.
The edge of the light wavered gently, as if there was something waiting for them inside the light.
Mu En stopped.
He looked back at the way he came.
On the winding path, the wild grass on both sides was still swaying in the wind, and the green mountains and rivers in the distance were still silent in the dusk.
That was the two-hundred-year road he traveled, the road where he bore the fate of Shrek, sacrificed countless lives with his own hands, and finally burned everything he had to fight to the death.
Then he turned his head and looked at the light ahead.
Ye Xishui is standing on his right and Long Xiaoyao is standing on his left.
The three of them took a deep breath at the same time and took the last step into the depths of light.
After the light has passed.
The upper body of Mu En was lying on the ground, with his back pressed against the charred Rubble. A large area of blood spread under his body. The blood seeped into the gaps in the scorched earth and was slowly absorbed by the dry earth.
His eyes stared blankly at the sky, his pupils had completely lost focus, and his eyes gradually lost their sparkle.
The smile brought out by the revolving door remained on the face that still maintained a youthful state, and the arc at the corners of the mouth had not completely dissipated.
That was Mu En's last expression before stepping into that light.
But Mu En's lower body was still standing still.
The incision on the waist was so smooth that it was almost eerie, as if an extremely sharp Slashes had cut through it silently.
Skin, muscles, bones, all tissues were cut off at the same moment, and the fracture was so smooth that not even the smallest burr could be found.
Even the blood didn't have time to spurt out.
The golden light at the break is slowly dissipating. It is the last trace of Golden Ancient Tree's power to protect the master. It is trying to maintain the integrity of the body. The golden light threads are wildly intertwined at the break, trying to reconnect the severed tissues.
But it failed in the end. World Slash cut off not only Mu En's body, but also the space itself where he was.
After the space is cut off, all matter existing in that space will be cut off together. This is a Rule level of damage that even Golden Ancient Tree's Power cannot repair.
That Slashes had already fallen while Mu En was still immersed in the revolving lantern.
He didn't feel any pain, and probably didn't even notice it.
The soul of Mu En has walked into the warm light side by side with Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui on that Southward path.
The last image that stayed in his consciousness was the green grass reaching his ankles, the wind carrying the scent of wild flowers, Long Xiaoyao's shoulders on the left and Ye Xishui's smile on the right.
The wind blew over the ruins, picking up a few wisps of golden light.
Those light fragments floated out from the fracture of Mu En, swirling in the air and rising slowly, as if they had a will of their own.
They rose higher and higher, and finally merged into the Sky Manipulation overhead that was stained gray by the war.
That was the last power of Golden Ancient Tree, and it was also the last trace of Mu En left in this world, and it was completely swept away.
Lu Ren, who had completed the counterattack, stood not far away, looking at Mu En's body that was broken into two parts, and began to tell what happened just now, "The one you call Monster is Mahoraga."
"And Mahoraga's adaptation will start to analyze slowly after being attacked once."
"After a period of time, you will be able to adapt."
"During this process, if the same attack occurs again, the parsing process will be accelerated and the time required to adapt will be shortened."
"Then on this basis, even if it has completed the ability to adapt, Mahoraga will not stop analyzing, but will continue to further adapt."
"In other words, Mahoraga has found a way to deal with you. Since you are Soul Power of Radiance Attribute, then use Soul Power of Dark Attribute to restrain you."
He paused, as if giving the audience time to digest the information, and then continued, "And you have already made the Dharma Wheel on Mahoraga's head rotate six times."
"Mahoraga has also shown a way to completely kill you, changing its own output method and converting it into the attributes of Divine Light. Another method is to directly adapt to the output ability of extreme darkness."
"However, I deliberately made Mahoraga not show up. I let it suppress the abilities that have already been analyzed, making you think that its defense has only become stronger, so that you can continue to attack it and let it continue to analyze."
"Then I formed Binding Vow so that its adaptation results can be integrated into my attacks."
"That's right! I made Binding Vow at the expense of never being able to use Emperor's Palm·Great Cold Without Snow in the eighth Soul Skill. In exchange for this ability, I can integrate the ability analyzed by Mahoraga into my attack."
"Coupled with my Slashes ability, from the beginning, I didn't show much of my Slashes level."
"Do you still remember? When fighting Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, I never used Slashes even once. I only used Slashes once when I destroyed Death God Tower."
"When I fought you Mu En, I almost only used my fists, so----I was almost prepared for this moment."
"I once again made the decision to not be able to use the Emperor's Cold Heaven·Xue Wu Yaoyang in the eighth Soul Skill, in exchange for the enhanced ability of my Cursed Technique Malevolent Shrine."
"The power of this shot Slashes has been increased to one thousand percent, and it can be released without any forward movement without gestures or chanting. However, I can only use it five times a month."
"And the object of this Slashes Cursed Technique is no longer you, but has expanded to the space and existence where you are, and even the world itself, and then completely cut it off."
"By this time, the Golden Ancient Tree's Power in your body is no longer important."
"Even if it can repair all the injuries on your body, it can't repair the space that has been cut off."
"As long as you still exist in this space and this world, you will be cut off by this Slashes, along with the space and the world."