Under the bright light, the ghosts gradually fell into disadvantage.

The power of the Sun God was passed to King Xin, and then to Wu Hui. Then it was passed back. However, during the transmission process, the flame had become extremely powerful, and the light enveloped the entire galaxy.

In the process of inheritance, civilization is indeed like a flame. As long as there is enough fuel, it will burn more and more until it starts a prairie fire.

Darkness occupies the vast majority of the starry sky in the universe. Only stars can dispel this darkness.

Stars are...

sun.

A sun shines on this world, bringing light and dispelling darkness.

But the darkness that enveloped the sun and killed the Sun God was receding little by little, as if the owner of the darkness had suffered a major blow.

The next moment, the sun god opened his eyes.

He's back.

Four hundred and seventy-two years have passed since the sun was first crushed by the Black Death.

Two hundred and sixty-five years have passed since the sun was crushed for the second time by the Black Death.

Compared with the existence of the Sun God, these days are actually very short. But the days shrouded in darkness are really hard to live for a day.

Finally, on this day, the sun god woke up again.

The light turned into swords and spears, killing the enemies in front. The ghosts were unable to hide under the sunlight. Zhui Ming, Leng Xue and Ke Wenbei worked together to drive the ghosts towards the star.

The ghost was pierced by thousands of arrows.

Then it exploded in the starry sky. The star's brightness suddenly became much weaker.

But for this world, it would be good if the solar energy rises again. Even if it is a little darker or smaller, it is better than never seeing the light.

The only pity is that no one falls in the eternal night

People who were born before this time have lived to this day. Most of the people who have died in the past hundreds of years have never seen the sun once. But it doesn't matter, because civilization is passed on, and they are all part of this civilization.

The inheritance of civilization is still there, and the traces of those who have passed away still remain.

It doesn't count as leaving completely.

Under the sun's shining, the light destroyed the ghosts and monsters. Ke Wenbei calculated that the power of the Black Death consumed in this world was less than one percent.

Not a lot. That's the Black Death, and being able to consume even one percent of its power is something to be proud of.

At this time, Wu Hui was attacking with Liu Dangren.

The brilliance of the two people combined, and they successfully consumed one percent of the Black Death's power in just one attack.

In fact, it was the former gladiators who caused the greatest damage to the Black Death. However, no matter how conceited, the Black Death knew that its situation was not good at this time, and many worlds could see that the Black Death was taking back its power.

So much so that even though Wu Hui and the others had been fighting for so long, the Black Death didn't seem to weaken at all.

Instead, there will be sacrifices on their side again.

Don Quixote's consciousness was a little blurred. He couldn't remember how many times he attacked that darkness and how many times he launched charges.

His body is weakening and deforming.

His consciousness is declining and distorting.

Fighting the devil will never be easy, not to mention that Don Quixote will be unable to suppress the power in his body that is far beyond the limit of his control.

Then Don Quixote raised his weapon.

No matter what the result is, let me make one last charge!

Old horse.

Broken armor.

Break the gun.

Rusty sword.

knight.

Don Quixote charges into the endless darkness, small but extremely decisive

However.

A stream of air passed through him. Don Quixote, who was unconscious, looked at the dark giant in front of him, as if he saw a windmill.

The knight draws his sword, but the windmill will not fall.

On the contrary, the knight will also be caught in the windmill's fan blades and destroyed.

It can only leave an inconspicuous mark on that huge windmill.

The power belonging to Don Quixote entered the Black Death. With one blow, the Black Death was not injured at all, but it was inexplicably stagnant.

Naturally, no one will miss this opportunity.

Du Ziming's countless tentacles pierced into the Black Death's body, entangling and ingesting it. The presiding judge threw out a spear weapon talisman from an unknown world. Countless true energy floated around the ancestor of cultivating immortals.

Wu Hui and Wangdie Wuxiao Fengxing combined with Pulao Hongming's combo attack to punch countless holes in Black Death's body.

Don Quixote's body was destroyed by the Black Death, but his spirit continued to charge. It seemed that it could continue to charge like this until eternity.

Shock spread from Black Death's body.

The knight fell. The rotation of the windmill just slowed down. If you look closely, you will find that the fan blades are somewhat damaged.

This is all the damage he has done to the enemy with his life.

However, his battle also gave others the opportunity to attack. With the cooperation of everyone, the Black Death's body shrank significantly.

But he saw another black hand reaching out and grabbing the cultivating ancestor who was surrounded by true energy.

The squares behind Liu Dangren formed a huge Donghuang Bell. The bell vibrated, the Heavenly Gate opened wide, and countless rays of light fell down, trying to make the Black Death let go and save the ancestor of the immortal cultivator.

Wu Hui's fire gathered at the edge of the sword, and he also seized the time to launch an attack.

The butterfly dances with light shining in its hands

Pass, cut off the black hand.

The three of them attacked at the same time, but saw Black Death's other hand coming over and knocking several of them away. However, the cultivator ancestor exploded upon impact, and then regrouped, out of the enemy's control. The chief judge's chain flew over to protect him.

Make him step back.

The Black Death struck again, and everyone defended with all their strength before they could barely resist and retreated again. The presiding judge also rescued two civilizations along the way and brought them into his own space.

"Hahahaha!" The Black Death was laughing wildly. Normally it would cause such large-scale destruction, playwrights, gladiators and other demons would have come to beat it. But now it was playing very wantonly.

However, after fighting for so long, he failed to capture the few people in front of him, and his power began to decline in all parts of the starry sky. This was a bit beyond Black Death's expectations.

It has indeed become weaker. Then it may need to continue to draw power from other places to strengthen itself.

No, actually I am just fighting a few people here, it doesn’t matter if I lose or win. But there are not many opportunities where I can do whatever I want without the playwrights stopping me.

The demon is unscrupulous and feels that he will definitely not die. So at this time, the Black Death is still thinking about how to have more fun.

As for the death of those Demon God servants, it is not a big deal to it. Anyway, it can train another group of similar Demon God servants later.

Only destruction can bring true joy to the Black Death.

After all, it is the embodiment of all malice in the universe. Darkness, death, and disease are its essence and source.

Can you eradicate all malice in the universe? Can you eradicate darkness, death and disease? Impossible, even to the most naive idealism

After understanding the scale of the universe and starry sky, no one dared to imagine this.

But at this moment, under the bright light, there are more scars on the Black Death's body.
Chapter completed!