A stream of holy light fell from the sky, and a giant sword full of brilliance with a huge energy that could destroy the world split the monster in front of him into two. Then, the monster's remains fell apart again, turning into debris. It died a tragic death.
The black blood of the monster dyed the ground red, turning the Black Spirit Lake into a sea of blood. Standing in the sea of blood was a god of death bathed in blood – Kirito!
The monster was almost cut into pieces, and it was impossible for it to recover. No matter how strong the healing power was, there was no way to put the pieces of flesh together.
The monster was not the only thing that was cut into pieces by the light. The stream of light that fell from the sky left a huge crack in the ground. Wherever the stream of light went, everything was crushed, turned into dust, and disappeared into the world.
The buildings in the entire Black Spirit Lake were turned into rubble. The buildings on the straight pit that started from Kirito and extended forward were even worse. They had become decayed tiles, and small cracks formed in the distance, spreading radially.
"Finally … I finally won …"
Unable to bear the spiritual power consumed by this blow that was actually beyond his ability, Kirito was now a little unable to stand. He slowly descended from the sky.
Because it was difficult to control the remnant spiritual power that was raging in his body, Kirito couldn't stop coughing for a while. He tried to calm the chaotic aura, but failed.
His legs kept trembling, and his body was extremely unstable, swaying left and right.
His face was extremely pale.
"Kirito!
Are you okay? "
An anxious voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Kirito felt dizzy, and the exhaustion caused by the battle with the monster swept over him. He staggered back.
He took a few steps back, hoping to stop his fall, but he still failed.
Before he fully recovered his consciousness, Kirito stumbled into someone's arms, and the back of his head sank into two soft and warm lumps.
"Lu … Lucia … Why are you here?
Was that you? "
Kirito raised his head and looked at the person who was hugging him. Suddenly, a pair of clear and bright eyes came into view.
It was Lucia. She had obviously been on the road for a long time, and her body was covered in dust.
Kirito closed his eyes peacefully. He wanted to rest for a while. Since the others were already here, there was nothing for him to worry about.
"Yes, that's right, my Kirito.
Sleep, sleep, sleep if you want, my dear Kirito. "
Lucia revealed a gentle smile and gently stroked Kirito's hair. Lucia coaxed Kirito as if she was coaxing a child, and the latter fell into a deep sleep in her arms.
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Kirito woke up and immediately opened his eyes. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, as if everything in the world had disappeared.
The flickering of the candlelight, the gentle breathing, and the buzzing in his head were mixed in with the ringing in his ears.
The world seemed to have become empty, and she was the only one who was left wandering around.
His head was stinging, very heavy, like the feeling of heatstroke, and a heavy sense of dizziness lingered around him.
After overcoming the feeling of weakness, Kirito opened his eyes again. What greeted his eyes was a warm wooden ceiling, gentle and luxurious.
The touch from his back and lower body was obviously too soft, giving a feeling that he would be submerged by the thing below him at any time.
"Home is still the most comfortable."
Kirito, who stared at the ceiling in a daze, could not help but express his inner feelings.
His wandering consciousness had not yet returned, and he was completely unaware of the hoarseness and discomfort in his voice.
Kirito recalled what happened before he fell asleep, and the scene of the battle with Aizen flashed through his mind. Just when Kirito felt that he could not defeat Aizen, a gentle voice entered his ears, giving him endless strength. He swung his sword beyond his limits, and a golden brilliance swept across his vision. Then, after everything calmed down, Kirito felt an endless sense of weakness. He fell to Lucia behind him, and a soft touch spread throughout his body.
There was a soft touch beside his hand, and a faint snoring sound entered his ears. It was as if it had merged with heaven and earth, and every breath followed a certain natural law. It sounded very much like the breath of nature, and it was difficult to detect.
Kirito straightened his body and looked at the owner of the snoring. It was a young girl with a delicate face. Her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and her small and delicate nose rose and fell rhythmically with its owner's breathing. Her half-opened lips inhaled and exhaled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It was Lucia. At this time, she was obviously too tired, and had fallen asleep beside Kirito's bed.
It seemed that the other party had taken care of her for a long time. When she woke up, she must thank the other party properly. Kirito looked at the person sleeping peacefully. There was a line of saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, but it did not wet the bed. Kirito looked at this scene and could not help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and his eyes curved into a smile.
He suddenly felt a sense of peace in his heart.
It was as if all the troubles had left him.
In order to not disturb the sleeping Lucia, Kirito remembered that this girl had a temper when she woke up!
Kirito carefully turned over and got off the bed. He inserted his feet into the wooden slippers, tidied up his clothes, and was about to go out to wash up.
Pushing open the door and leaving the room, Kirito walked towards the place to wash up. During this time, Kirito's every movement was very careful. He was afraid to disturb the sleeping Lucia.
"Brother Kirito, you're awake."
A faint young girl's voice entered Kirito's ears. It sounded like the young girl was carrying something heavy, and was panting because of exhaustion.
Just as he went out, Kirito met Makoto Hikari who was walking towards him.
Makoto Hikari was carrying two sets of toiletries and a large basin of water. It seemed like he was going to Kirito's room.
"Makoto Hikari?
What are you carrying these for? "
Looking at Makoto Hikari who was about to collapse from exhaustion, but still stubbornly trying to be brave, Kirito asked while helping to carry some things.
"Didn't you pass out?
And sister Lucia has been taking care of you for several days and has been unwilling to go back. I'm thinking about carrying these toiletries so that you can freshen up and avoid running around. "
Makoto Hikari said with difficulty. Although some of the heavy things were carried by Kirito, the things in her arms were not something a weak woman like her could carry.
"So it's like this …" Hearing Makoto Hikari's words, Kirito was slightly stunned. Lucia really worked hard to take care of him. Kirito couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Kirito, be careful, the water is about to overflow!"
Seeing that the water in Kirito's arms was about to spill out because of its owner's shaking, Makoto Hikari anxiously shouted.
"Oh, oh, oh."