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Chapter 240 The First Appearance Of Death

Long Xianxian didn't stay long. After chatting with Ah Fu for a while, she pulled Long Duo and Lu Yannan's ears and left.

This time the matter has finally come to an end. It was purely a matter of cheating those big grievances.

And because Lu Chuan let his younger brothers exchange resources for two lovesickness tears, he didn't lose anything at all, he just gained some time.

The Great Collapse of the Star Territory occurred very quickly, and the collapse that annihilated everything swept across the entire Star Territory like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

You can't watch this kind of excitement. It's easy to kill someone accidentally. Lu Chuan left here with a bunch of subordinates.

"Oh, Xiaoxue, you said that star field should still have some life, why did it suddenly collapse?"

In the starry sky, the shepherds rode old oxen and slowly rushed towards the collapsed star field.

Xiaoxue was in no mood to pay attention to him. She just raised her head, opened her slightly cloudy eyes, and looked into the depths of the silent starry sky.

"Moo!" Xiaoxue's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up at this moment, and she let out a scream that shocked everything.

The Shepherd's expression changed, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the shape of his pupils turned into a complicated pattern.

The Shepherd raised his eyes and followed Xiaoxue's gaze.

"boom!"

A terrifying crack exploded around the Shepherd, and countless rules of the avenue kept rising, and were ruthlessly obliterated by some mysterious power.

Two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. The Shepherd, who had always been lazy and gentle, became furious at this moment, like an evil ghost who wanted to choose people to devour.

And Xiaoxue, who had always been slow and uninterested in anything, could not help but tremble at this moment.

"Why did this beast appear in this plane?" The Shepherd patted Xiaoxue's back and comforted her warmly: "Xue'er, don't be afraid that I'll go take a look. If I don't come back after an hour, you leave immediately. This plane transmits information to the body of the main plane."

Without waiting for Xiaoxue to object, the Shepherd's body suddenly turned into dots of starlight and dissipated.

Xiaoxue was in a daze for a while, and then shook her back. She was not used to it without the Shepherd on her back.

Xiaoxue blew out two streams of white air from her nose, and the muscles in her entire body bulged like rocks at the next moment.

Looking at the silent starry sky, Xiaoxue roared and rushed over at full speed.

…

Not long after Lu Chuan and his party left, a strange fluctuation suddenly flashed in the collapsed star field.

Starting from the point in the center of this star field, layers of black, water-like things rippled crazily.

These black water patterns are so cold that they sting the soul, and carry an indescribable aura of death.

This is a noble breath of death, with compassion for the equality of all living beings, giving the fairness of death to every life.

Black water patterns wrapped around the entire collapsed star field, and a huge, black head slowly poked out from the center of the water patterns.

On top of the indescribably huge head, there is a wooden black mask, and the surrounding stars that have not been affected by the collapse are as small as dust under this head.

Under the mask, the dark eyes flashed with unparalleled brilliance.

In those eyes, the process of nebulae from birth to death evolved.

The head continued to move upward, and gradually his upper body was revealed, so huge that it frightened all living things.

He was wearing a black dress, elegant, generous and noble.

He stretched out his hand and spread the breath of death evenly to every corner of this star field.

He is like a dedicated craftsman who takes care of his own affairs carefully.

In His eyes, only true death is the fairest gift in the world.

A broken auction house conveyed a slight fluctuation of life, and he moved his gaze there curiously.

He is not angry with this dust-like fluctuation of life, which adds a different color to His works.

He was just a little curious as to why life could never welcome death calmly.

The end of life is death, and the meaning of death is rebirth or eternal sleep.

Death is not the loss of life, but an escape from the brutal destruction of time and a return to the origin of everything.

Chu Xinghe is actually still alive, and his vitality is comparable to Xiaoqiang.

The terrifying confinement of the auction house blocked the first impact of the Great Collapse, giving him time to activate all his life-saving magic weapons.

What I once regarded as the magic weapon of life is now being thrown away like crazy for no money, just to survive for one more second.

However, there was no way he could withstand the impact of the Great Collapse at the Half-Step Imperial Realm.

Looking at Chu Xinghe, who was roaring and struggling in despair, resisting the coming of death, a faint pity flashed in his eyes.

He raised his huge palm and gently lifted up the starry sky where Chu Xinghe was.

Honkai disappeared at this moment. Chu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, and then started dancing like a clown.

Chu Xinghe couldn't see the complete Him, because He was too huge, and he was not even qualified to feel the incomprehensible death.

This insignificant pity was considered by Chu Xinghe to mean that his life should not be cut off, and that he was the real chosen one.

"What an interesting and ignorant life!" He sighed softly in his heart, "But he doesn't know that death is the real eternity."

"Go, you will come back one day!" He gently shook his hand, and the starry sky left the collapsed star field.

Like a merciful Lord, He tolerates all life's disrespect for death.

This was a trivial embellishment that did not affect His work, and He continued with what He was doing.

He continues to distribute death evenly throughout the collapsing star field without any bias.

The star field of death gradually solidified, and finally turned into a huge, strange, and twisted painting.

The image in this giant painting is fixed at the point where all matter finally collapses and returns to death.

This is His only passion, to preserve death in an intuitive form.

"You evil beast, how dare you!"

Just when He was about to leave here with the painting, a loud shout resounded across the starry sky.

Then there was a flash of extremely brilliant light, rushing straight in like a startling dance.

This Jinghong carries with it the majestic and peerless power of life, which is in sharp contrast to His death.

That Jinghong can be said to be fierce and majestic, but it is too big.

It was so big that the shock of life hit His arm, but it didn't cause any ripples.

He was not angry at the little one's rudeness, because in the face of death, ordinary life would always have severe stress reactions.

He magnanimously tolerated such rudeness. This is what He should do.

The Shepherd looked at the guy who was too huge to understand, and the anger in his eyes burst out uncontrollably.

"This beast, this beast."

"He took away death, and took away the most critical point in the closed loop of all things."