He stepped forward and walked up the stairs step by step as the voice said. At the end of the stairs was a box.

open the door.

In the box were several beautiful women, surrounding a long-haired boy.

A woman is singing a cappella;

A woman filled the cup with wine and was bringing it to the young man's lips;

A woman lowered her head to pinch his feet;

A woman knelt down behind the young man, letting him lean gently against her soft body.

There was also a woman holding an orchid in her hand and inserting it between the young man's long hair.

The young man has fair skin and a handsome face. He is sitting cross-legged, holding a long knife in his hands, and his eyes are slightly closed.

He slowly sipped the wine from the wine cup.

"The guests are coming."

A woman laughed.

The girls stood up together, bowed to Wu Xiaode, retreated silently, and closed the door for the two of them.

Wu Xiaode sat down opposite the young man and looked at the knife in his arms.

——Almost instantly, he discovered that the Butterfly Soul Sword from his waist was missing.

And the sword in that young man's arms is the Butterfly Soul Sword!

The young man finally opened his eyes, gently stroked the long knife, and said:

"It's been too long, I didn't expect this sword to come back to this moment."

"Are you the first speaker of the World Destruction Parliament?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Exactly," the young man said.

He explained: "The World Destruction Council is an organization that is attached to many tribulation demons, provides them with various conveniences, and helps them destroy the world, and I am the founder of this organization."

"We have killed many worlds and made great achievements, making the tribulation demons feel that we are indeed valuable."

"So now I am the popular person on the side of the Demon Tribulation."

A few smiles appeared on Wu Xiaode's face and he said softly:

"I see, but as I said just now, I am the enemy of the Demon Tribulation."

The boy didn't reply

He just turned around and looked out the window.

I saw countless streams of light flying deep into the sky in the night sky, like a rewinding waterfall of light.

"Those are the souls of strong human beings."

He suddenly spoke.

"Soul?" Wu Xiaode didn't understand what it meant.

"Tonight is the moment when all the strong men in all worlds are completely defeated. They choose to cross the world of death and become heroic spirits in an attempt to preserve their strength and fight against immeasurable calamities in the future."

The young man withdrew his gaze and looked at Wu Xiaode.

"But my choice is different from theirs. I choose to be attached to the robbers so that I can survive."

Wu Xiaode put his hand on the desolate sword and said softly: "It's understandable, after all, ants are greedy for life, let alone humans?"

"Life or death is not a big deal, there is a reason why I must survive." The young man said.

"Oh? What's the reason?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Among all the worlds, only the God of Death has seen the scene when everyone is defeated. He finally believes that although the infinite catastrophe will destroy everything, in this era of ending everything, in the darkest moment, there will definitely be

Generate some hope."

"Hope?" Wu Xiaode couldn't help but said.

The young man nodded and said:

"That hope is the fruit of destiny that all the laws finally come together to produce with all their strength. It appears very briefly and is extremely difficult to capture."

"——Because the robbery demon will destroy it."

"If we don't seize this fruit of destiny, when all spirits come to the world in the future, we still won't be able to defeat the robbery demon."

"And in this era, all the strong men are dead."

"So you don't have anyone to guard that fruit?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Yes, someone must come from the future to pursue the fruit of destiny——"

"But the problem here is that if the demon finds this person, he will definitely kill him."

"So we need someone who the Demon Robbers won't kill."

"That's me, a surrenderer."

Wu Xiaode was stunned when he heard this.

He couldn't help but feel a strong, uncontrollable emotion in his heart.

He saluted the young man seriously and asked solemnly:

"How can I help you?"

The young man looked calm and said:

"After I die, I will leave this body to you. Because I have surrendered and it is still valuable, the robbery demon will not kill you."

"You must pursue the only fruit of hope for all of us sentient beings, find a way to keep it, steal it, and bring it back to the future."

"In this case, there will be hope for the future."

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but ask:

"But how do you know that there will be someone like me in the future who will definitely come to this moment?"

The young man said word by word: "We don't know what the future will look like, but we have hope——"

"Hope is the final law for all living beings."

He picked up the wine cup and continued calmly:

"After I die, it will be the moment when the God of Death enters his annihilation."

"One day in the future, if the intertwining of laws and the emergence of fate create a slim probability, a living being will awaken the rare power of death——"

"At that moment, a heroic spirit will bestow my sword skills on that living being."

"If he passes many tests and can finally stand in front of the demon without dying, he will be qualified to meet me at this important moment that matters everything."

"When I saw this man and his knife, I knew there was hope."

"We finally waited for such a person."

After the young man finished speaking, he picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

His breath suddenly became weak and even gradually disappeared without a trace.

"Wait a minute, don't—" Wu Xiaode said quickly.

"No need to say more, life and death are minor matters."

The young man smiled at him and said softly: "The next step is up to you."

He held the unfinished glass of wine and slowly closed his eyes.

he died.

In an instant, Wu Xiaode disappeared from where he was.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The young man opened his eyes again.

At this moment, he took control of his body and became him.

There was a hint of sadness on the young man's face.

He turned around and looked at countless meteors rising into the sky.

These are human heroic spirits, crossing towards the world of death.

They are not willing to accept the fate of destruction, and are heading to the spiritual world in order to fight back at some point in the future.

Even death cannot stop their will.

Stopped for a few breaths.
To be continued...