Black mist's ignorant consciousness conveyed such emotions pitifully to Qingye.

【endure.】

Aono soothes the black fog's emotions.

【You have done well, but you can do better.】

This short sentence seemed to instill a new source of power into the black fog, and it was rekindled.

For its owner Aoye, it can also sacrifice everything it has.

"Taoist, are you okay?"

Aoye looked at the Minami Taoist beside him, and his tone showed concern and concern.

At this time, they were shrouded in black fog and climbed upward at a very fast speed.

The source of the climbing power is the true Taoist.

"Haha, don't underestimate me, Master Dao!"

Taoist Shinkong sneered, but his tone was not inferior to others.

But in fact, he was sweating profusely, his lips were dry abnormally, and his sweat was constantly secreting and evaporating under the high temperature. His pale face made him look like a patient not far from death.

Three hundred meters!

At this time, their distance from the "sun" will not exceed three hundred meters!

This is not a long distance in the horizontal direction of the ground, and Ao No can cross it in just over ten seconds.

But if placed at a vertical height, this is a length that is difficult to cross.

It always takes greater effort to abandon gravity from the earth.

Thanks to the so-called "emptiness technique" by Taoist Shikong, Qingye was able to reach such a high place.

Even Qingye has to admit that it is not an exaggeration to describe the escape technique of Taoist Shinkong as the words "unrivaled in the world" and "the best in the world".

So much so that Aoye developed a little curious about the past of the Sakumi Taoist.

But now, it is not the time to be curious.

Three hundred meters also represents another meaning, the temperature here is already very high.

It is a temperature that ordinary people cannot bear.

Although the "sun" is not like the stars in the world, the surface temperature is 5,500 degrees Celsius, as the light source that has illuminated this earth for so long, its temperature is definitely not much lower.

Even with the blockage of black fog, the temperature is still frighteningly high!

Aoye's charred body has not been completely repaired, and new burns have been added.

The pink and tender new meat is already fragile. If you really want to say it, Aoye suffered much more injuries than the one in the vacuo Taoist.

The reason why "His" is used to describe the "sun".

The reason is actually very simple - in fact, the "sun" itself is the god believed by the faceless people, that is, the mountain god worshipped by the mountain people.

Its name is "Crazy Sacrifice"!

Located at this distance, Aoye can already see the full picture of the "Sun".

Oh no, then there is no sun, it is clearly an ugly, chaotic monster that should not be looked at by mortals!

He appears as a sphere as a whole, which is similar to the sun.

But if you can ignore the light emitted by extremely high temperatures, you can see that on the spherical surface, there is a completely hideous and terrifying picture.

Human face.

As the name suggests, it is the face of a human, including the facial features including eyes, nose, mouth, and eyebrows.

Dense, like clusters of black tadpoles in a dry pond, piled up together and spread across the surface of the sphere.

That level of density will make any normal person feel uncomfortable.

Each face has various expressions, mostly anger, struggle and pain, distorted and lost its original appearance.

It seems like the dying person is making the final struggle.

Only a very small number of people who are peaceful and chilling are a few of them enjoying faces.

With intoxication and happiness, it seems that he has entered heaven.

In an extremely sharp contrast with the frenzied, twisted faces around them, about... were they voluntarily become one of the faceless people, rather than transformed under some kind of forced effect?

Among them, Maruyama Kotono's face was in it.

In short, Aoye can finally understand why faceless people are faceless people.

Those faces that originally belonged to humans, as well as memories and emotions, were swallowed up by the sacrificial cicada.

[You are looking directly at the ancient god "Sacrificial Cicada"!]

[You are being infected by the ancient aura!]

Thick bones, scarlet blood... enslaved humans, transformed teenagers...

The scene that once vaguely seen in Takaji Takeshi's memory hit Aoye's mind in a more violent and intuitive way.

It was like a heavy dump truck, rushing towards Aoye.

His spirit seemed to be pulled to another strange world.

Countless hands opened their arms to Aoye, expressing their welcome and joy, and welcome Aoye's pace toward a new world.

But there was a clear warning in my mind - 'Don't respond!'

Aoye opened his eyes again.

The distance of 300 meters was shortened to about 200 meters.

The weakness of the Zhenkong Taoist is revealed more and more clearly.

The extremely high temperature began to ignite tiny flames on their clothes.

"Enough, senior."

Aoye spoke.

"If you keep going, you'll die."

"I don't want to die..."

The "truth" of greed for life and fear of death popped out at this time. On his dry face, he couldn't even "cry bitterly", so he could only show deep regret.

He was afraid and struggling - this was in the normal psychology of a small person.

"Little brother, can you kill Him?"

"True" almost begged, asking weakly.

“…I can.”

Aoye nodded and firmly.

"That's great."

The eyes of Taoist Zhenkong finally turned into calmness, like the windless sea.

It is hard to tell whether he is "true" or "empty", or whether the two have become one and have no distinction.

"Let me take you for the last journey."

The title he used was no longer "I" or "Dao Ye", but a simple "I".

The extraordinary power fluctuated in the air and turned into a force of propulsion, carrying the bodies of Aoye and the Shikong Taoist rising upwards.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters...

The two were like moths flying into fire, and like Icarus chasing the sun in Greek mythology.

Flames burned on their bodies.

The closer they get to the "sacrificial cicada", the closer they are to the coke. The blood and flesh of the vacuum Taoist are burned out, and the skulls are exposed from their heads, followed by their shoulders, chests... In the end, only a pitch-black skeleton is left, and even the shape of the skeleton is burned out under high temperatures.

But even so, his avian technique still played a role unswervingly.

In the end, the black fog wrapped the entire sacrificial cicada.

Like an egg.

The sacrificial cicada is the egg yolk among them, and the black fog is the egg white and the eggshell, which only reveals a trace of hazy light.

So far.

The ancient world has fallen into an unprecedented darkness.

Black fog...swallows the sun!
Chapter completed!