My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 397 - 237: Blue Arc vs. Mu Long, Revenge, Black Elec

If it were , standing in front of the person who killed my mother, could I forgive them?

If he begged for rcy, would I forgive him?

No... I wouldn’t forgive him.

So, I don’t deserve forgiveness from the person in front of either.

Because I know better than anyone how much he has suffered these past two years, enduring for so long... the originally happy family broken, family mbers like strangers.

Finally, after so much difficulty, finally enduring until the day he could kill , how could I deserve to ask him to forgive ?

I was wrong. I did wrong. I really did wrong.

But...

I still don’t want to die.

I still want to see Xiaomai, want to see Wenyu, and the old man, haven’t reconciled with him yet, there are still so many things I haven’t done... I just don’t want to die, is that really selfish?

I really tried hard, but why did everything go wrong?

Why is everything wrong?

I really...

Really...

Under the mask, Gu Qiye’s lips slightly moved.

"I just really..."

He knelt in the pool of blood, whispering softly.

"Really don’t want to die..."

Suddenly, a loud eagle’s cry ca from the darkness, at that mont Mu Long seed to transform into a giant eagle descending from the sky. The long sword in his hand was like an indestructible beak.

He roared as he fell, the blade pointed directly at Blue Arc’s head, ready to strike.

"I just want to...

Live—!"

Gu Qiye raised his head, silently screaming, at that instant, so kind of thick darkness seeped from the depths of his bones, then transford into a sudden flash of lightning. It was a far different lightning than before, a black lightning! Far deeper and more frenzied than Mu Long’s dark curtain!

In an instant, the black electric arcs tore through his veins like thousands of venomous snakes, spreading out from his body to form a massive magnetic field.

His scream seed mixed with thunder.

The mont it touched the magnetic field, the dark curtain created by Mu Long shattered, like peeling away the cover layer of a lottery ticket, all objects rushed into his pupils indistinguishably like a speeding train.

Then, the square, the ten tall buildings near the square, the glass curtain wall and advertising signs on the surface of the high buildings, everything was torn apart by the crisscrossing black electric light!

As if the gods had sent down a disaster, all things were equally receiving judgnt.

Next mont, the ink-black lightning suddenly shattered the descending dark long eagle. The blade quivered for an instant, then shattered in an instant.

A fierce wind ca, shattered blade fragnts pierced into Mu Long’s right eye. His entire eye socket was penetrated, leaving only a hollow hole, blood gushing from it.

There was no ti to scream, the incoming electric light tore through Mu Long’s right arm.

At this mont, the flesh of his entire arm was torn apart, exposing the white bones amidst layers of torn flesh and blood, finally even the bones being uprooted and devoured by lightning.

The gray cloak transford into wings struggled to vibrate upwards, amidst the mournful cry of the long eagle, his body uncontrollably flew out backwards.

The dieval knight helt suddenly broke, splintering fragnts cut his forehead.

Warm blood flowed down, blurring Mu Long’s vision.

"Dad... I’m sorry."

He gazed hollowly at the birds flying past from beneath the dimd sky, slowly closing his eyelids.

After a long, long silence, Gu Qiye vaguely looked up.

The black lightning tore through the concrete and steel, buildings around collapsed simultaneously, like playing a joyful movent, the glass on the curtain wall shattered layer by layer, pouring down like a storm.

He removed the broken helt, slowly raised his head, breathed towards the sky, his hair covering his eyes.

Looking down, the ink-black electric light ceaselessly leapt from his fingertips, like ink, the arcs filled his pupils.

Suddenly, as if realizing sothing, he abruptly turned his head, looking at Mu Long embedded in the ruins, half paralyzed.

At this ti, a patch of black electric arcs still remained on Mu Long’s body, flickering on and off.

After being stunned for a long, long ti, Gu Qiye wanted to make a sound from his throat but couldn’t, he just knelt on the ground, slowly raised his head, hazily looking at the sun hanging high in the sky.

At this mont, sunlight pierced through shattered glass curtain walls, crisscrossed ruins, shed upon his face. He slowly opened his mouth, suddenly scread, scread hysterically, scread heart-wrenchingly, like all his organs would burst.

Then, kowtowing to the sun again and again, endlessly, head broken and bleeding, tears flowing in the blood, as if praying for soone’s forgiveness.

But long, long after, until he fell unconscious, at the mont his eyelids closed, the black lightning in his eyes still hadn’t faded.

"Brother—!"

Finally, he seed to hear a hurried shout. Su Zimai rushed out from the movie screen, sprinting towards him.