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The gate slowly opened, and joy appeared in the eyes of both Nightingale and the figure in black robes.
The plan was successful.
The bet was won.
They not only achieved their original goal of guiding the god, but also temporarily saved Nightingale's life.
Luo Xiu watched the gate slowly open, making no big moves, but simply walking step by step towards that towering gate.
There was nothing beneath his feet, yet now it felt as if steps were rising up, supporting his body, as if he were ascending to heaven.
The black-robed figure and Nightingale's expressions changed abruptly, worried that Luo Xiu would prevent the door from opening at this moment.
"Impossible. The chances of him stopping it are very slim. Once this magic array is activated, it is almost irreversible."
The figure in black robes murmured to himself, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Xiu's every move, a sense of tension rising in his heart.
The gate slowly opened, and the arm stretched out longer and longer, bringing Luo Xiu closer and closer to the gate.
Suddenly, the figure in black robes realized what Luo Xiu wanted to do. Just then, he made a move and slowly walked towards Luo Xiu with Nightingale.
"What are you going to do?"
Nightingale didn't understand what the black-robed figure wanted to do, but she was powerless to resist, so she could only ask in a low voice.
"Do not talk."
The figure in black robes looked both tense and subtly excited.
It seems he has finally come up with a way to break the deadlock.
The entire sky was much calmer now compared to the sudden surge of lightning just moments before.
But everyone present knew that this was just the calm before the storm.
The final battle is approaching; all that's needed is a trigger.
Finally, as the towering gate opened completely, a figure dressed in white robes stepped out.
The figure was dressed in a magnificent white robe, with long golden hair cascading down her shoulders. Although it covered half of her face, it could not conceal her arrogant demeanor.
He was an extremely dashing man, his eyes sweeping around with a cold, indifferent gaze, as if everything here satisfied him, and the only value of everything here was to satisfy him.
Suddenly, he saw Luo Xiu.
Seemingly not expecting Luo Xiu to appear so close to the door, he mistakenly thought Luo Xiu was the one who would guide him, so he waved to Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu smiled.
Because he recognized the face.
It was that god who pointed to the spatial rift and told him to widen it back then.
Luo Xiu slowly stepped forward. The god's eyes showed neither satisfaction nor delight, as if he felt it was only natural.
However, the next second, a gray-white hue floated in the sky.
It divides the sky in two.
The once clear sky now seemed to have transformed into a landscape of half night and half sunshine.
A string of glistening blood blossoms, radiating iridescent light, shot into the air and fell against the backdrop of the moon and sun's dual brilliance.
The god stared in disbelief at the huge wound on his chest, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
Then, the night and the bright sun merged into one, and another gray-white hue appeared.
Luo Xiu threw a punch at the black-robed figure behind him who was preparing to launch a sneak attack.
The sky, as clear as a mirror, seemed to shatter because of this punch. Fortunately, the figure in black robes was prepared, and black magic surged, turning into a vortex that swallowed the grayish-white fist wind.
But the next second, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of dark blood, and the grayish-white fist wind was released again, dissipating into the sky.
At this point, the three formed a triangle. Apart from the gods, who were still confused about what was going on, Luo Xiu and the black-robed figure attacked again in the next second.
This time, both of them were targeting that god.
Chapter 269 The End 2
A grayish-white, chaotic aura permeated the sky, while an inky, dark demonic force surged like waves.
At the juncture of sky and sea, white and black erupted simultaneously, surging towards that god.
The gods had not expected that they would suffer a series of unknown attacks so soon after arriving in this world. A hint of anger appeared in their eyes. They snorted coldly, and colorful divine light illuminated the sky. It was as if a new sky had opened up above their heads, grinding towards black and white.
This is an extremely profound application of divinity, no less than opening up a new world.
Even though its power could only reach the fourth level of a demon god due to the limitations of the land of divine remnants, this god was confident that his years of accumulated strength were far superior to that of this young demon and a human whose origins were unclear.
His expression was cold, as if he had already foreseen the fate of Luo Xiu and the black-robed man. After using his methods, he turned around and prepared to leave.
This is extreme self-confidence.
As it turned out, he did indeed have reason to be confident. At least, the ink-black figure trembled violently when it touched the radiant sky, threatening to collapse. The black-robed figure's body also trembled along with the black tremors, and sweat poured down his forehead.
However, sometimes this overconfidence can lead to unforeseen consequences, such as...
In the corner of that sky, an inconspicuous gray-white line slowly emerged and gradually expanded.
Like an abyss appearing in that new world, changing the terrain and swallowing the divine light, the original new world instantly developed a huge gap, and that gray-white line eventually expanded from a crack into a vast ocean.
Everything happened too fast; by the time the gods realized what was happening, it was too late.
With a deafening roar like an earthquake, the sky above him turned grayish-white, collapsed, and shattered into pieces, falling toward him.
"Rumble--"
It was clearly a phantom collapsing, yet it sounded as if it had materialized, like thunder. In the blink of an eye, the figures of the gods were buried under the ruins after the collapse. Faint traces of blood flowed from the cracks in the ruins, spreading in the air and turning into fireflies.
The next second, the towering ruins scattered with a loud bang, and the figures of the gods slowly emerged from them.
This time, he was truly enraged. His eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and his icy chill transformed into a radiant light. Even with some wounds on his body, he could not conceal the immense pressure emanating from his body.
However, before he could react, a tidal wave of black light engulfed him once again.
Luo Xiu keenly noticed that in the last moment before being submerged, the god's face turned ashen, and he seemed to utter a curse, but he was engulfed by the black light as soon as he made the mouth shape.
Luo Xiu glanced at the black-robed figure emitting black light to the side, his eyes showing a strange expression.
The figure in black robes, carrying Nightingale in one hand, noticed the strange look in Luo Xiu's eyes, wiped the blood from his right hand, and smiled.
"As demons, we have always been irreconcilably opposed to the gods."
Luo Xiu, who knew the inside story, naturally didn't believe the black-robed figure's explanation.
Although the gods and demons are enemies, most of their battles are fought through subordinate races, so they are not necessarily irreconcilable enemies.
For the figure in black robes, knowing his own strength, the best option would definitely be to join forces with the gods to deal with him. His unexpected move must have some other reason.
His eyes gleamed with scrutiny as he noticed the change in the black-robed figure's mind, but he still had some doubts about why the figure had chosen to attack the gods.
This is normal.
Even if you can see changes in emotional state, there are still some deeper things that you can't see through.
"How about we cooperate first?"
The figure in black robes made the suggestion.
Luo Xiu shook his head:
"unnecessary."
A simple and direct answer.
For Luo Xiu now, even if the black-robed figure truly joins forces with the gods, he is already prepared to deal with it.
The figure in black robes, unperturbed by the rejection, simply smiled.
"Then let's kill him first, and then we'll decide the winner."
He raised his hands, and the dark demonic energy instantly split into countless magic arrays engraved with intricate runes, layer upon layer, like overlapping cages, all aimed at the gods submerged in the black sea at the center.
After doing all this, he looked at Luo Xiu; this was his way of showing his sincerity.
But Luo Xiu didn't make a move; he just smiled.
"You can fight him yourself first, and I'll watch from the sidelines."
It was a joke, but to his surprise, the figure in black robes gave him a deep look and then actually attacked.
This means that the back of the black-robed figure is now completely exposed to Luo Xiu. If Luo Xiu wanted, he could severely injure the black-robed figure with a single strike.
Luo Xiu's gaze was deep, unable to understand what the figure in black robes meant.
From the moment the gods appeared, the black-robed figure seemed to have shifted his focus to the gods alone.
Dark red energy gathered and leaped within the countless magic arrays, like countless eyeballs aiming at the black ocean at the very center.
The moment the gods tore through the black sea and emerged, tens of thousands of magic arrays activated simultaneously, unleashing dark red lightning that once again engulfed the gods.
Luo Xiu frowned.
The figure in black robes actually made a move.
This means that once the Protoss emerge from this thunder, their first target will likely be him.
Of the three, he is clearly the weakest.
In other words, he is likely to be eliminated the earliest.
So why exactly is this happening...?
Even the nightingale in his hand couldn't understand what the black-robed figure was doing, and reached out to fiercely grip the arm around his neck:
"What are you doing?! What are you trying to do?! You're a madman!"
The best option right now is clearly to wait for Luo Xiu and the gods to wear each other down, so what is this madman trying to do?!
But the figure in black robes remained silent, focusing solely on increasing the output of demonic energy.
The ocean of thunder seemed to have entered the rainy season, becoming increasingly turbulent and volatile until finally, not a trace of dazzling light and shadow could be seen.
At this point, even if that god's strength surpasses that of the black-robed figure, it wouldn't be something he could accomplish in a short time to leave this sea of thunder.
Luo Xiu stared intently at the black-robed figure's sweaty, smiling face, pondered for a long time, and finally understood the black-robed figure's purpose.