Her red lips are like fire, her eyebrows are like ink, she is draped in three thousand blue silk silk, and wears a seven-foot-long skirt.

Gold and jade curtains hang down, and red skirts lie on the floor.

Stunning face, luxurious figure.

Just like a generation of queens, standing at the top of the world.

The red dress forms the most striking contrast with the white snow on the top of Mount Fuji.

The moment the woman appeared in front of them, everyone felt that even the whole world was eclipsed.

Everyone knelt on the ground, like the most devout believers, welcoming the God of their faith.

As for Suzumiya Yingyue, under the guidance of Susanoo-san, she walked step by step towards the altar in front of her.

Inside the altar, lava is rolling and fire is rising.

It is said to be an altar, but it is actually just the crater of Mount Fuji.

It is recorded in ancient Japanese books that the gods who read the moon will be reborn from the fire.

Therefore, the so-called divine awakening ceremony is actually to send Suzumiya Yingyue into the fiery magma and be reborn from the fire!

"Ming Zun, it's okay."

"The auspicious time has come to welcome the return of the Moon God."

Among the crowd, Mochizuki River suddenly walked out and reminded Susanoo-kun.

"good."

Susanoo nodded and only replied with the word "good".

After saying these words, Susanoo-kun stepped onto the mountain.

Boom~

Strong winds swept across the sky, rolling up ice and snow.

In an instant, golden light suddenly appeared around the altar, and a rainbow light shot into the sky.

If you look carefully, you can even see that there are obscure runes looming on the altar made of white jade.

At the same time, a powerful and respectful voice resounded throughout the entire top of Mount Fuji in an instant.

"That god who has been sleeping for thousands of years, you are the messenger of God and the faith of Japan."

"You have been missing for thousands of years, and it is time to return."

"May the god Tsukuyomi be reborn from the ashes and the king return!"

Susanoo-kun folded his hands on his chest, and his respectful voice echoed in all directions.

Behind him, the six great masters of Sanshen Pavilion also knelt down and drank.

The sound of respect and reverence is like a wave sweeping over the top of Mount Fuji.

"May the god Tsukuyomi be reborn from the ashes and the king return!"

As these people knelt down, thousands of Japanese people behind them also knelt down.

The rising and falling sounds impacted the entire world.

"Kneel down to greet the God of the Moon, reborn from the ashes, the king returns!"

...

"Kneel down to welcome the return of Tsukuyomi God~"

...

Phew~

The heaven and earth trembled, and the cold wind was biting.

Amidst countless kneeling sounds, the stunning girl walked slowly towards the altar in front of her, bathing in everyone's gaze.

Unparalleled elegance and luxurious figure.

The girl here is like the emperor who ascended the throne in ancient times.

Thousands of people bowed their heads and tens of thousands of people knelt in worship.

The bells and drums are ringing, and the musicians and officials are singing.

The phoenix crown is decorated with Xia pei, and the pearls and jade hang down the curtain.

However, facing this endless glory, there was no joy or excitement on Suzumiya Yingyue's pretty face.

Some, there is only endless sadness and nostalgia.

At the last moment, it finally arrived as promised.

In a few minutes, there will probably be no Suzumiya Yingyue in the world, right?

Just like the white snow on the top of the mountain, it is scattered in the world with the wind, no one remembers it, and no one cares about it.

However, even if Suzumiya Yingyue is nostalgic for this world, what will happen?

This is her fate, she can't escape it.

She has no choice.

From the beginning, she had been sacrificed her life to others.

She was born to be a sacrifice, and she was destined to die for it.

The red skirt lies on the floor, and the blue hair is like snow.

Liang Gong Yingyue's lotus steps moved slightly and walked slowly.

She was obviously only a few meters away from the altar, but for some reason, walking at this time seemed as long as a century.

Finally, when she reached the altar, she suddenly stopped. She paused for a long time and never came forward.

Until the end, it seemed that he could no longer control himself, and tears flowed down uncontrollably, all over his face.
Chapter completed!