King of Assassins-Chapter 933 - 651: Not a Pity (4)

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart; this man is always so deep. To be honest, she really doesn't like such depth.

She would rather Gao Xuan be angry, at least she could see some emotional fluctuations in him.

None of the three spoke, and the atmosphere in the cabin was slightly awkward.

Yuan Youyuan held Gao Xuan's arm, her head resting on his shoulder. She suddenly realized that no matter how friendly Shui Yunlan acted towards her before, in Shui Yunlan's eyes, she was always at the bottom.

This made her very angry and depressed. Here, Gao Xuan was her only support. Only by holding Gao Xuan could she feel safe.

Gao Xuan sensed Yuan Youyuan's depression and gently stroked her long hair.

Yuan Youyuan's mood improved greatly, she puckered her soft lips and gently kissed Gao Xuan. Gao Xuan and Yuan Youyuan exchanged a smile, their hearts filled with satisfaction and joy.

The interaction between Yuan Youyuan and Gao Xuan was without any hint of passion, but rather warm and sweet. Shui Yunlan, who was watching, found it very unpleasant.

As long as she'd lived, even in moments of intimacy, she had never experienced such a warm and sweet feeling.

Shui Yunlan closed her eyes, refusing to look at this pair of lovers.

Fortunately, after a while, she heard Gao Xuan say, "We've arrived."

The three of them maneuvered the Holy Armor and descended from the sky, arriving at a riverbank.

To be precise, this should be a sewage discharge canal, with huge pipes spewing out turbid black-red water, emitting a stench that pervaded the sky.

The water here not only smelled bad but was also toxic. The vegetation on both sides of the canal appeared withered, and some trees were twisted and deformed.

The most striking thing was a patch of flowers growing by the shore. These black-red flowers resembled roses but were more vibrant, yet their petals emitted a strong stench.

A half-transparent thumb-sized little figure floated above the black-red flowers. The figure wore a blue dress, with two pairs of transparent butterfly wings on its back, golden hair, and blue eyes, with refined and beautiful features, looking exceedingly pretty.

The little figure seemed exceptionally pure in its features, forming a stark contrast with the foul environment.

Shui Yunlan had heard of the Thumb Demon Spirit but was seeing it for the first time. She couldn't help but be stunned; this little figure was truly beautiful. She even felt a strong affection and pity, wanting to take it home as a pet.

Shui Yunlan immediately raised her guard, realizing something was wrong. Why would she have such thoughts towards an Evil God? It was simply madness.

Yet she did not sense any Charm Power, nor was her Divine Soul showing signs of external interference.

Yuan Youyuan did not have as many thoughts as Shui Yunlan; she exclaimed, "Wow, cute."

But she did not lose her rationality and added, "It's a pity it's an Evil God."

The Thumb Demon Spirit gave Yuan Youyuan a sweet smile, "You humans always harbor malice against the Alien Race. Not all lives from Negative Space are evil and chaotic. According to your civilization's terms, the Cosmos is divided into Yin and Yang, with good comes evil, with light comes shadow."

As she spoke, she retracted her smile and said seriously, "Negative Space is as vast as the Positive Cosmos, containing countless lives. Defining all life through narrow views is itself a form of ignorance."

Shui Yunlan nodded, "You're right. However, you still must die!"

"Wait a moment."

Seeing Shui Yunlan about to strike, the Thumb Demon Spirit extended her small hand, signaling Shui Yunlan to hold off. She said, "I have five hundred million followers. I am their only spiritual beacon, giving them light and hope."

"So what?"

Shui Yunlan was already silently casting a Spell, preparing to unleash the Profound Nether Sword. As for the things the Thumb Demon Spirit said, she considered them meaningless.

The Thumb Demon Spirit was silent for a moment and said, "My spirit is connected to the hearts of five hundred million, if I die, they will also die."

"So what!"

The same four words, Shui Yunlan repeated them now with more chilly determination.

The Thumb Demon Spirit nodded slightly, "I understand now."

"Heretic, receive death."

Shui Yunlan unleashed the Profound Nether Sword, a deep blue Sword Light slashed down from the sky.

The deep blue Sword Light grew in power, turning into a gigantic Light Saber a kilometer long as it slashed towards the Thumb Demon Spirit.

The Profound Nether Sword's cold Sword Intent was so intense that it completely froze the adjacent sewage canal, covering the plants and trees with white frost. The previously diffused repugnant odor molecules condensed, vanishing the miasma completely.

In the icy world, everything gained a touch of snowy purity, even the filthy and stinking sewage gained a bit of twisted, abstract, fantastical beauty.

Especially the black-red flowers, now devoid of their stench and adorned with a layer of frost, looked exceptionally gorgeous.

The Thumb Demon Spirit did not look at the Profound Nether Sword falling from the sky; her pretty and pure blue eyes contemplated the patch of black-red flowers.

She spoke to Shui Yunlan, "Did you know, these flowers' seeds come from Negative Space, originally called Flower of Light. They bloom only in pure and beautiful rainbow light. But in this world, they need rotten soil and foul water to grow and bloom."

The speed with which the Profound Nether Sword fell was exceedingly fast, yet the Thumb Demon Spirit had time to tell the story of the Flower of Light.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, with only the Thumb Demon Spirit's voice dancing and flowing amidst the frozen time.

Shui Yunlan felt most uncomfortable; her Divine Soul resonated with the Profound Nether Sword, the Rune Seed driving the Endless Source Power to transform into Sword Light, seemingly capable of cutting through everything.

Yet at that moment, she had to listen to the Thumb Demon Spirit speak, unable to do anything about it.

This bizarre Divine Technique made Shui Yunlan vigilant and wary.

She could only be relieved that the Thumb Demon Spirit could not move, and could only transmit information via voice, unable to truly interfere with the battle.

The Thumb Demon Spirit continued, "In accordance with your culture, I call this flower Black Lotus. Unstained by mud, despite its foul odor, its appearance is beautiful. No matter how the outside world views it, it blooms and grows regardless."

Saying this, the Thumb Demon Spirit landed on a Black Lotus, gently stroking the frost-covered petals, lamenting, "Such a flower is harmless to people, harmless to the world, why ruin it."

Seeing the Thumb Demon Spirit able to move freely, Shui Yunlan was horrified.

The Profound Nether Sword light descending in inches, compared to the freely moving Thumb Demon Spirit, seemed as slow as a snail.

Shui Yunlan feared the Thumb Demon Spirit would counterattack, and feared it would escape.

The Thumb Demon Spirit seemed aware of Shui Yunlan's thoughts. She said to Shui Yunlan, "In my Divine Realm, I can slow down time, but only for me. Once interference occurs, the Divine Realm loses its function. I can't escape, you don't have to worry."

She sighed softly: "I will ultimately die, whether sooner or later, that's all. You don't need to use such force to kill me, creating a huge commotion, there's no need."

Speaking, the Thumb Demon Spirit slowly closed her eyes, "The task is complete, I can enter eternal rest. This isn't bad. It's a pity for these Black Lotus flowers, a pity for the five hundred million suffering lives. A pity, a pity..."

In the gentle sigh, the bound time suddenly unraveled, the slowly descending Profound Nether Sword abruptly struck the Thumb Demon Spirit.

In the deep blue Sword Light, the Thumb Demon Spirit shattered into crystalline points, and when the Sword Light dissipated, a deep crack thousands of meters long appeared on the ground.

The Thumb Demon Spirit left behind a green Divine Crystal, the size of a grain of rice, yet radiating pure Divine Power energy.

"Second-grade Divine Crystal!"

Shui Yunlan was both startled and pleased; startled that the Thumb Demon Spirit surrendered without resistance, happy that it condensed into a Second-grade Divine Crystal, this Evil God truly was formidable.

Gao Xuan didn't pay attention to the Divine Crystal; he noticed the surrounding life force suddenly vanished by a significant amount.

The entire Golden City's population suffered at least an eighty percent loss when the Thumb Demon Spirit died.

The life forces of hundreds of millions of people extinguished on a large scale instantly, creating an atmosphere that made Gao Xuan feel uncomfortable.

The Thumb Demon Spirit hadn't lied; the hundreds of millions of believers indeed perished with her.

This shared life and death Divine Power transformation was something Gao Xuan witnessed for the first time.

Shui Yunlan also noticed the sudden disappearance of a vast number of life forces; she snorted, "Evil Gods are indeed hateful, going as far as dragging so many to die together!"

She paused, then said indifferently, "Trash that worships Evil Gods, it's not regrettable even if more die..."