Chapter 359

Suddenly.

A compassionate voice descended from beyond the dimension.

"Let it end here; your radiance will be inscribed in human history, rest in peace, Deputy Lord of Heaven————Starry... Annihilation!!!"

The starlight aurora descended.

Phantoms of celestial bodies erupted with roars from the stars, forming starlight that annihilated everything, converging to construct a divine spear.

A slender hand gripped it and threw it, turning into light that split heaven and earth, flashing past.

People faintly saw an unimaginably beautiful head lift in the infinite ocean of light.

Vast!

Such a majestic lifeform could only be described as vast.

But...

How could a lifeform compare to the grandeur and magnificence of the stars? Those were infinite suns, infinite blazing suns.

Even the condensation of a trace of radiance was an eternity that life could never reach.

Unstoppable.

Meaningless.

The endless wings covering the sky were pierced layer by layer, crossing the long starry sky, as if for a long time, and as if in an instant, sinking into the center of that magnificent head's brow.

Everything froze.

"The Holy Spirit... lost?"

Someone muttered.

In everyone's field of vision, in that overlapping void, magnificent wings fell from the high sky, smashing the cabinets and sinking into the profound void.

The magnificent body collapsed like a sand pile, specks of radiance scattering.

It was disintegrating.

Dying.

No, it was just returning to complete death.

The true one had long died in the wars of the past, leaving only a trace of thought guarding the temple.

"In the end... in the end, was it wrong?"

No resentment, no unwillingness, the Holy Spirit just sighed softly, and the magnificent body turned into scattered light and vanished into heaven and earth.

Was it over?

People felt a sense of loss.

That Holy Spirit.

That Deputy Lord of Heaven in mythology, the Lord of Blazing Heaven who defeated Satan, had just returned to nothingness like this?

Some felt, why bother? They completely believed that with that person's status, as long as a trace of thought existed, it would be no difficulty at all to be reborn and return.

If he had listened to the advice of that ruler of the present world and gone to other world lines, becoming a supreme being wouldn't have been difficult.

But others could understand, feeling even sadder.

In a long life, if there was no obsession to burn everything to complete, how pathetic that was.

When time becomes long, everything one cares about fades in the years, and the maintenance of humanity always requires an anchor to exist.

Seeing that universal transcendence was in the near future, the future average lifespan might not even stop at two hundred years.

Humanity should perhaps consider this point too.

Instead of living numbly.

"Then, do I have...?"

Many people asked themselves.

Lava lake.

Okazaki Tomoya looked back with a sense of loss, and a complaining voice sounded behind him.

"Arada, don't be so impulsive next time."

The woman, who already had traces of time at the corners of her eyes, wiped her tears, watching her husband show off his gains, and burst into laughter.

But hearing the occasional crying around, she still urged him worriedly.

In such things, how could one be so lucky every time.

"Got it, got it; when I go back, I'll register with the authorities and get a title, so our family will be a public servant family, and then pass it on to our daughter."

Watching the man in his early thirties with some gray hair, his clothes somewhat disheveled but his expression very excited, he looked around and stealthily took out a crystal-clear gem from his bosom.

Like a thief, he secretly stuffed it into the woman's hand: "Nagisa, take it; absorb it now, and your body will be better."

The woman looked down.

Inside the nearly transparent crystal, pale golden smoke was flowing, agile, mysterious, and abstruse.

Just holding it in her hand, she felt a burst of vitality injected into her weak body.

She couldn't help but have her pupils contract.

If she wasn't mistaken, this was...

"Yeah, it's something I got in the Dream Pure Land..."

The man named Okazaki Tomoya whispered: "Don't look, absorb it quickly."

Nagisa revealed soft eyes: "Let's talk about it when we get back."

Having been an old married couple for so long, Okazaki Tomoya knew at a glance that she was planning to save it for their daughter, Okazaki Ushio.

He couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Do you think I would leave out Ushio?"

The woman's face turned red.

"Never mind, absorb it quickly, lest it attract attention."

Okazaki Tomoya looked around.

It shouldn't just be him, right? There should be quite a few people who prepared magic gems to enter the God Tomb, right?

But no matter what...

His reverence for the Holy Spirit and the Holy King in his heart reached its peak.

On the other side.

"How about this, you guys just come with me to Chiba, and I'll introduce you to friends from the Master Mutual Aid Society."

"Join on the spot, and you can get a house directly; at least you won't have to worry about life in the God Kingdom."

Natsuki Subaru walked in front swaggeringly, using the Master Mutual Aid Society to show off.

Julius and Ferris were somewhat moved.

It wasn't that they cared about any house.

It was about the Masters.

That meant they could all summon those kinds of Heroic Spirits, right?

Even they felt a yearning, and even once thought about staying in the God Kingdom...

*Cough cough. *

What if they could also sublimate into legends after death and ascend to those glorious existences?

Suddenly.

"Subaru..."

A soft call, as if afraid to disturb a dream.

Natsuki Subaru froze, and only after a long time did he turn back slowly, looking at the two figures who couldn't believe it, and tears fell immediately.

"Father, Mother..."

In the other world, he never mentioned his parents.

It wasn't that he didn't care, but fear, pain, and numbing himself.

Whoever it was.

Thank you, really thank you.

In the sunset.

The parents and son, reunited after a long time, embraced deeply.

"Sango, Shippo, we're alive and back."

Miroku couldn't hold it anymore, his whole body seemed to go limp, and he went up to hug Sango.