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...He will also be reluctant to give it up.

But it seems, there is no other way.

Under the burden of two civilizations, this is the best ending. The only thing lost is "him".

He put his finger to his lips in a silent gesture.

The three people slowed down and stared at Su Ming'an silently. Even Lu Shu, who rarely shed tears, had red eyes.

Under the flowing white hair, His lips moved.

No, it must be my tombstone.

This short sentence seems to be everything.

...This is the best advice He could think of after seeing many original deaths.

He never thought that now it would be his turn to embark on this road of no return.

With the sword blade pointing downward, he felt the power of time fluctuating around him, closed his eyes, and cut off the sword blade completely——

"Crash."

At this moment,

A sound like the fluttering wings of a white dove came to my ears.

A hand suddenly grasped his wrist, as if to stop his chop at this second.

He opened his eyes blankly.

Then, he saw a pair of frosty eyes.

For a moment, he felt like he was still in a dream, otherwise why would someone appear next to him at this exact moment.

Li Mingyue held his wrist, and space light floated around him.

The cross headband on Su Mingan's forehead reflected a similar light.

——It was Li Mingyue who teleported Su Mingan back to the church through this head chain. Just as Su Ming'an was intercepted by the gods, Su Ming'an activated the necklace and teleported to Li Mingyue.

"Why did you send me back..." Su Mingan was confused.

The long snow-white hair blended together, and for a moment, looking at the godfather's moonlight eyes, Su Mingan thought he saw a real angel.

Under Su Ming'an's blank gaze, Li Mingyue sighed, as if witnessing a story that finally came to an end.

"...That's it."

"Leave the rest to me."

"You have been calling me godfather for more than thirty days, so I should... do something for you."

"This is a method I have been thinking about for thousands of years. Let's try it and see if it works."

Hearing these comforting words from his godfather, Su Ming'an should probably feel as happy as having survived a desperate situation. But why, there was nothing in his heart, only pale sadness.

This kind of pale sadness is all too familiar.

So much so that even though He had only the last of his senses left, he still felt lonely.

……why.

Why every time like this... someone always bears the "price" for him.

why.

"Because I won't let 'you' die." The godfather held his hand, and the warm heat came over him. He covered it, as humans were giving up warmth to gods.

His eyes were lowered.

"You are a……"

"Very good kid."

……

["Su Mingan, have you heard of the concept of 'verbal spirit object transfer'?"]

["Yes. The purpose of the Holy City's lift-off is to transfer the voice spirit of Duiying to ten thousand eras, so that the Holy City can escape on its own."]

["Yes. As long as you pay a high enough price, cut off all causal lines, and leave civilization, you can achieve this effect - using the detachment of the Utopia to shield other people, and target the target with the overlapping shadow's spirit, from The entire human race has been changed to ten thousand eras.”]

……

What caused Su Ming'an to be blocked and reverted to death was Duiying's word spirit - 'ignorant, undead and immortal'.

What caused the overlapping shadow to directly attack the old world was Su Ming'an's godly body.

So, what if the spirit of speech is transferred?

The scope of civilization is limited to "planet". So what if...the gods leave the realm of the old world?

"Godfather, do you want to..." Su Mingan said.

He suddenly understood what Li Mingyue wanted to do.

As early as the start of the dungeon, Li Mingyue had demonstrated an extremely high level six speech spirit... Li Mingyue had a very high status.

Unlike Chaoyan, General Qin, and Xiao Ying, Li Mingyue is the only one who carries a small Utopia with him. For thousands of years, Li Mingyue's reincarnation has been steadily improving her status without any interruption in reincarnation.

In the age of witches, he was a famous angel of order who was far away from the human world.

During Lou Yue's era, he was an immortal master who was innocent of dirt and dust.

In the current world, he is the godfather who hides in the dust and waits for the old gods.

From the beginning to the end... he never interrupted his own inheritance. It was always handed over from the previous life to the next, and his personality was never cut off. Chaoyan's reincarnation, Alice, would be devoured by the alien king, but Li Mingyue could live to the end of her life in every life. This is equivalent to the fact that in this world, only one person, Li Mingyue, has lived for a thousand years.

The "Rule Book" is the best proof. This book has existed since thousands of years ago and has been written until thousands of years later.

Su Mingan suddenly understood why Li Mingyue insisted on staying in the church and never stayed away.

Maybe he had already expected this possibility, and he had been thinking... how to save the old god in this situation.

This kind of thinking has been maintained for thousands of years.

Stick to it for the rest of your life, wholeheartedly.

……

[Immortal Talisman Seal·"Transfer Object"]

[Transfer object: You can transfer other high-level talisman seals (including immortal talisman seals) and transfer their attack targets to others. 】

……

[Su Ming'an knew a long time ago that Yanling is a small wish-making machine - as long as the "personality" is high enough and the "price" is paid enough, the content, object, method, and duration of the wish... will all improve. 】

……

"I have been thinking for a long time...how to preserve your self. As long as you become a god, the overlapping shadow will definitely remove your self. I have been thinking about 'transfer'." Li Mingyue said: "You already have the ability to cut off cause and effect. The sword of the thread, as long as there is enough 'price', I can bear this cause and effect for you. It's like...a holy city separated from civilization."

"And I have thought about it for thousands of years... Among hundreds of millions of people, it seems that I am the only one who can afford this 'price'."

Su Mingan felt like she was embraced by this warm white snow.

It was careful, trembling comfort, a warm touch under the elder's hand.

"What's the 'price'?" He asked.

Li Mingyue moved her lips and whispered something.

Su Mingan seemed to have lost strength for a moment and was unable to push the other person away. It was as if he had turned back into a child, unable to do anything except the warmth he felt under his palms.

He has seen a lot of snow.

The snow on the city above the clouds fell from the sky, and the snow was like the stars of hope in His eyes.

Thirty-three eyes of snow, mixed with blood and sirens.

It was snowing in the small town. He lowered his head and shared the bread. The godfather followed behind him, their shadows stretched very long.

But he has never seen snow transformed by humans themselves.

He turned his thousand-year personality, thousand-year ability, thousand-year emotion, thousand-year soul...and even his reincarnation for tens of thousands of years into the "price" of his wish, and used himself to stand up for him...to resist the curse of the double shadow.

Using the detachment of the Utopia to shield others is like leaving a clone to the overlapping shadow under the Nine Netherworld. Su Ming'an once again took apart a clone and left this divine body to the overlapping shadow above the starry sky, allowing Su Ming'an himself to be preserved. .

It just so happened that Su Ming'an had acquired the skill of "summoning light and shadow at the same time", which he said in an easy-to-understand way——

The shadow is left to the overlapping shadow under the Nine Nethers a thousand years later.

The Ming Dynasty left an overlapping shadow on the starry sky, allowing the divine body to leave the realm of civilization in the old world.

In this way, under the Utopia, Li Mingyue can pay the price and change the target of Duiying Yanling from Su Ming'an to Li Mingyue himself.

But Li Mingyue's status is still not enough.

At this time, Su Mingan looked up.

The church was already crowded with priests and priests.

They showed solemn expressions. They were obviously elegant clergymen. They were thin and serious, as if they were a group of warriors about to embark on the battlefield.

They followed Li Mingyue, shouting——

"I would like to follow you forward!"

"I wish to follow the Lord God forward——!"

Snowing.

A ray of snow broke through the night.

They followed Li Mingyue for decades, preparing for this day with him. The priests Su Mingan had seen in the early years were all the "prices" prepared for this day.

Dots of white light flew up from them. The white-haired old man, the young priest, the dignified and gentle nun... They looked at Su Mingan, bowed to him with a smile, and chanted words of sacrifice.

Su Mingan hasn't spoken yet.

——He took on the new undead.

……

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

In the dark juvenile detention center, the boy was chained in a corner, his body covered with scars from severe beatings, and he was humming Happy Birthday alone.

His voice was weak, and his whole body was in pain like needles, but he still thought about it... He didn't regret saving the girl in the classroom. He still believed that the darkness in the world could be swept away, and that the decay and dirt could be washed away.

He picked up a bloody rag and covered himself with it to keep him warm.

His eyes jumped over the rusty iron railings, and he seemed to see... When he was eight years old, he was opening birthday gifts under the old sycamore tree in the courtyard. When his father came back from get off work, he didn't even change his police uniform, so he threw him The little body was raised high and she held him in circles.

"Wen Sheng is eight years old this year!" Dad laughed: "One step closer to becoming a heroic man!"

And he said dissatisfiedly: "You can be a man even at the age of eight!"

Dad laughed loudly: "Yes! Wen Sheng must face everything in the world boldly. Wen Sheng will definitely be a very outstanding man in the future!"

At the dinner table, his mother, whose face was blurred, touched his head. Grandma came over with a cane and said in a low voice: "Wen Sheng..."

"Hey!"

"What do you want to eat today?" Grandma said. Su Wensheng thought for a while and said loudly: "Tomato soup!"

"Okay, grandma will cook it for you!" Grandma responded, walked tremblingly toward the kitchen, walked a few steps, and then turned back: "Wen Sheng."

"Hey!"

"What do you want to eat today?" Grandma asked.

Su Wensheng smiled and repeated again and again: "I want to eat tomato soup."

"Okay, grandma, what are you doing...doing...?" Grandma was stunned.

"Tomato soup, grandma."

"Hey, okay, okay..." Grandma frowned, and suddenly pointed at Dad with her crutch: "Wait, who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

"Grandma, that's my dad..." Su Wensheng taught repeatedly.

He had known for a long time that grandma had contracted a disease, as if she had turned back into a childish child. But it doesn't matter, just like grandma once taught him, he will teach grandma.

They were eating vegetables, and their father talked about today's work, saying that he had caught a strange species, what was it called... a zodiac? The alien kept repeating, "I'm here to save you"... That madness was really serious. After hearing its words, several guards almost went crazy.

Su Wensheng asked his father to be careful not to get too close to the alien species.

Grandma brought a pot of plum wine. Once opened, the aroma was intoxicating. Su Wensheng looked at it curiously and almost got drunk, causing his parents to burst into laughter.

While blowing out the candles and making a wish, Su Wensheng slowly closed his eyes.

"What does Wen Sheng want to be in the future?" Dad asked.

Su Wensheng said without hesitation: "Like my father, I want to be a guard to protect everyone!"

"That's hard work."

"It doesn't matter! I'm not afraid of hardship. What I'm most afraid of is losing hope."

"Any other wishes?"

"If you can't be a guard, you can be a scientist who benefits the world, you can be an astronaut who travels in space, or you can actually be a security guard..." He freely thought about his future possibilities.

Among the millions of possibilities, there will definitely be better and further possibilities. No matter who you want to be, there is an opportunity.

As long as you study hard, you will have a colorful future... In school, the teacher always said this.

Licking the cream on his lips, his thoughts floated to the sky, imagining that he would become a very powerful person when he grew up, wipe out all injustices in the world, and bring poetry and painting back to this numb era... Save the whole world…

Until, there was a knock on the door.

Mom and Dad immediately calmed down and looked at the door with respectful expressions.

The godfather, who was covered in snow-white body, stood at the door, as if bathed in the rays of light, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"Wen Sheng, happy birthday." His voice was as cold as frost and snow.

Su Wensheng was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Godfather!"

When he was very young, this fairy-like figure became his godfather. People said that because Bishop Li valued Su Wensheng so much, Su Wensheng must be a very powerful person in the future, and maybe he could become a semi-immortal.

Li Mingyue turned around and left, but Su Wensheng quickly chased after him.

"What?" Li Mingyue didn't look back.

"Godfather! You have always valued me so much. Can I also give you gifts in the future? What is your birthday? I heard that butterflies can bring good luck..."

Li Mingyue walked straight forward, but Su Wensheng couldn't keep up. Until Li Mingyue's back disappeared, Su Wensheng ran out of breath and could only walk back with regret.

The godfather... didn't seem to care about his gift.

Perhaps to the godfather, he is just a student. There's nothing... special about it.

He lowered his head and walked back in frustration, the moonlight elongating his figure.

"Catch a butterfly and show it to me."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.

Su Wensheng turned around in surprise and saw that his godfather, who had already walked away, appeared behind him again.

The pair of ice-colored eyes that had never faded for a thousand years trembled and looked back at him. The moonlight lengthened their figures at the same time, confusing them together.

"Catch a butterfly and show it to me."

Li Mingyue looked at the little boy and repeated.

If you could... show me the additional possibilities. If you could... be so powerful as to take the place of the coming savior. I am willing to believe in your future.

Therefore,

Catch a "butterfly" and show it to me.

It is almost impossible for a very fast and sensitive butterfly to appear in this Daoya City. It has been polluted. If you can catch it as an ordinary person, it's a miracle.

I long for a miracle. Let me... let you go, save you... you are destined to die after the age of nineteen.

I long for...

"Your" naive and naive idealism.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then a big smile appeared on his lips. Bright and clear, innocent and naive.

The boy didn't understand the deep meaning of his godfather's words, he was just thinking——

It turns out the godfather likes butterflies.

Great.

He liked it too.

……

Li Mingyue had dreamed of that blue lake countless times.

The broken-winged angel kissed the lake surface and fell into the water of the East Lake of Daoya City. Under the full blue moon, the young man passed away silently.

Li Mingyue thought countless times, what on earth is this. A sacrifice destined to the savior? A life doomed to tragedy? Or a nightmare that has tortured him for thousands of years?

Why not retain some idealistic innocence? Why can't two saviors coexist in the world?

Why...destiny had to...drown an idealistic young man to death in the end?

As long as he thinks of Su Wensheng's eyes at the end, he will feel that his hands are stained with blood.

He began to be afraid of seeing everything that Su Wensheng left behind. It was obviously a soul that had been indifferent for thousands of years, but it was crushed because of the death of a child.

Whether it’s a rusty pencil case, a school bag, or an early reading textbook left behind by a teenager. Whenever he saw this, he felt like he was sinking into a day and night nightmare.

Su Wensheng's struggle, pain, and despair filled his heart. Every time he walked under the blue moon or by the East Lake, he seemed to see a shadow waving to him.

"Godfather, look, this is the butterfly I caught for you... Oops, the butterfly escaped."

"Godfather, look, the butterfly has escaped."

"godfather."

"The butterfly ran away."

Over and over, over and over again, before his eyes, the scene of Su Wensheng catching butterflies for him was replayed day and night forever, like an endless nightmare.

Growing up, every time Su Wensheng came to the church to study, he would try to bring him a butterfly. But butterflies are rare in Daoya City. Even if they are caught, the butterflies will quickly break away and escape.

When he was eighteen years old, Su Wensheng finally caught a butterfly and presented it to Li Mingyue.

When Li Mingyue's eyes trembled and she was about to pray to the gods to let Su Wensheng go...Su Wensheng suddenly smiled and let go of the butterfly in his hand.

Under Li Mingyue's surprised gaze, Su Wensheng looked at the dancing butterfly:

"It's better to let it go."

"The sky is beautiful, and there are wild flowers outside Daoya City."

"I have seen too many tragedies over the years, most of which originated from gods. I believe that luck must be obtained by oneself, and cannot be blessed by gods. I am thinking that for more than ten years, I have been pinning my hope on butterflies. , what’s the meaning? I clearly know...butterflies don’t have any extra meaning.”

He raised his head and looked at the godfather whose appearance had not changed in ten years.

In his eyes, there is still a longing, naive and naive ideal.

"Isn't it? Godfather, I think you should work harder on your own instead of relying on a butterfly."

Li Mingyue's lips trembled for a while.

There was something stuck in my throat, and I could barely find my voice.

Perhaps, throughout his life, Su Wensheng failed to understand what the butterfly he was determined to catch represented in Li Mingyue's eyes. Maybe Su Wensheng had understood it a long time ago, but he just never said it out loud.

But he did let the "butterfly" go.

In the end, he also let go of his "life".

In her quiet night dreams, Li Mingyue often dreamed of the East Lake.

The grass blades swayed, and under the blue moonlight, the young man's black hair flew up, tilting his head and smiling at him.

A white dove flapped its wings and dropped pure white feathers among them, like a fresh snowfall.

Seeing him, the young man stepped over the blades of grass, strode forward, came to the foot of the tree, smiled, and said to him.

"godfather."

"I'm going to catch a butterfly for you."

Countless times, countless times, the young man smiled at him, looking at him by the lake with his black hair floating.

Like a nightmare that replays forever,

The young man said to him again and again,

"godfather."

"I'm going to catch a butterfly for you."

……

When the laughter stopped, there was nothing in the East Lake.

There is no moonlight,

No butterflies either.

……

"Feel sorry."

"……Feel sorry."

"I'm sorry for causing trouble to 'you'."

Li Mingyue hugged the nineteen-year-old god tightly and said sorry repeatedly.

I'm sorry...he didn't trust that childlike innocence.

I'm sorry...he didn't reach out to the moonlit lake at that time.

Sorry... until the end, he didn't catch the butterfly.

...But you don’t need to apologize to me. Su Mingan thought blankly.

His hands were frozen in the air, not knowing whether to hug him back or raise his sword.

Su Wensheng is no longer here.

He was indeed unwilling at the last moment, but in Su Mingan's perception... he hated heaven and earth, hated gods, hated those thugs, hated the corrupt coalition government, hated this unchangeable fate...

But he didn't hate his godfather at all.