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Chapter 529 Chapter 520 Seven "I want to see the sunshine with you."

Su Mingan pulled Siber and led her to the outside.

The heavy poisonous rain, the people praying in low voices, the leader Feng holding a black knife... were all left behind by him.He stepped over the barrier erected, jumped over the screaming crowd, and ran from the sky to the earth.

She seemed to be unable to walk anymore, her legs and feet became more and more slender, and even a pale bone was exposed.

The vast rainy plain looks like an endless sand-white painting from a distance.

Like the sea of ​​fire five years ago, he carried her on his back who couldn't walk.

"...don't sleep," he said.

He was going to the original wooden house to find Yuan Shuangshuang, the first guide who should have died, and obtain the authority of the black crow. This authority represented a curse, and it might solve Siber's situation.

The uncertainty brought about by reincarnation is too great, and the players who have already been eliminated may all be resurrected. This is the end of the matter, and he does not want her to reincarnate again.

"...you finally came to save me." She said: "...if I die this time, in the next reincarnation, will I still be able to see you?"

Her voice was getting lower and lower, and it seemed that she might fall asleep at any time.

The threat of curses brought about by mood swings, the exhaustion caused by sacrificing vitality, the body wounds caused by natural disasters and poisonous rain... All factors that may destroy her life at any time are intertwined.

In fact, she was in great pain, terribly painful, the wound caused by the poisonous rain had rotted away, and the pain was burning.Her body was completely exhausted, and there were curses that were on the verge of breaking out. They were flowing in every corner of her body, ready to rot her into a pool of mud at any time.

The pain that she was extremely familiar with spreading from the nerve endings became more and more clear.

Every breath she took was bloody.

"I just ... want them to have a place where they won't be condemned, ostracized, despised like me," she said:
"... Su Mingan, am I wrong?"

Su Mingan didn't speak, he ran forward quickly.

He smelled a burnt smell. It was the wound on Siber's body that was ruptured. There was a small sizzling sound, like meat being scorched in a flame.

"Don't talk, save your strength." He saw the tunnel.

He lifted the wooden board and entered the underground passage.

The raven led the way ahead of him, and the rain was also blocked.

He activated the acceleration skill of Shuofeng Boots, and rushed forward like the wind.

Siber's body at this time would definitely not be able to last No. 15 days, so he had to find a way.

In the usual reincarnation, she would die of exhaustion due to the sacrifice of vitality, not to mention this time, she used her tentacles too many times, and she had already exhausted to the extreme.

…If she had told him these things earlier and had chosen to believe him, they would never have come this far.

But she is a little liar.

A liar full of lies.

Little liar who can't tell the truth.

He had to peel layer after layer like an onion before he could discover the secret hidden in her heart.

Her spirit is too tired, her temperament is too sensitive, and her memory has become confused due to many alienated endings.There is no understanding, no companions by her side, and only despair and death will always be greeted.

People are not machines, and being able to barely maintain themselves is already the best she can do.

It's just that he will inevitably feel a little sad to see a person in such a similar situation as him come to this point.

...Hopefully, he won't fall into such a situation one day.

...falling into a desperate situation like [dead file].

Unable to give up responsibility, repeated death, repeated madness, repeated collapse.

Without the intervention of an outsider like him, Siber's final fate may only be to completely give up consciousness and thinking ability, and fall into endless reincarnation.

Can't get out.

It never ends.

"...Su Ming'an." She said, "I know very well that even if it's just a mistake in judgment, it may lead to the worst ending."

"I just want...all people to live freely. Their existence should have more legitimacy than anything else..." she said.

"... Faith should not be a source of curses, no one can be blamed for merely 'living', people should have their own life in their own hands..." She said: "Su Ming'an, all I want to do is this .”

"...But, no one believes me, no one understands me..."

"...they are a bunch of idiots, idiots who can't see the truth clearly, idiots who have been blinded by their beliefs, idiots who can only blame the heretics, idiots who don't know that their own beliefs are the source of disaster..." Speaking of this, it seems like As if a string in her heart was suddenly snapped, her voice suddenly rose.

"—but why can't I save this group of ignorant, ignorant, selfish idiots?"

"——Why do I have so many chances, but I can only watch people who shouldn't die die again and again?"

"—Why!! I have unlimited opportunities—but I can't even save such an idiot?"

In the silent underground passage, apart from the slapping of the raven's feathers, only her mournful cry echoed as if she was tearing her throat.

Between the dirt roads, the covered desolation rolls slowly in the swaying shadows.

Su Mingan turned his head sideways and looked into her eyes that were shining with a clear light.

"...because we're all 'dumbs,'" he said.

She looked at him with blurred eyes and opened her mouth.

Bloody liquid flowed out from between the lips.

She started vomiting blood.

He had tried his best to run, but he could only see that her condition was getting worse and worse.

Race against time in the competition of death is the most exciting, most helpless, and most self-defeating behavior.

Dots of dark red slowly flowed down her body, torn apart in the soil.

"...fate sucks," she said, "but I still have to go."

"...Because at least you came to save me." She said, "I want to see the sun with you."

……

[NPC (Siber) Favorability: 90 points (Friendship Line). 】

……

The distance between the first tribe and the original wooden house is too far away.

At first Su Mingan felt that she could still last until then, but as time went by, her body became lighter and lighter.

"My curse is about to explode," she said. "I can only use the tentacles again."

"... Use it." Su Mingan said.

At this moment, he felt like a doctor in charge of a dying patient, trying his best to save the creature with holes in his back.

Siber opened a smile, a black tentacles broke out from her back, covered her back, and began to absorb the curse on her body.

With these tentacles, her vitality will be sacrificed, but if the curse is not purified, she will explode the curse early and die.

She is dying slowly, delaying her immediate death.

"...Don't look back, don't look, looking at these tentacles is very bad for your spirit..." Xi Boer said.

"You don't want to alienate me?" Su Mingan said.

"I never wanted to alienate you," she said.

"A lie again."

"Really." She said, "Even if one day I have to alienate you, in the end, I will definitely set you free."

"...Hold on a little longer," he said.

He seems to have been running in this passage for a long time.

The sky cannot be seen here, and even the concept of time has become blurred. Only the rumbling sound on the ground can be heard vaguely, and the rain seems to be falling more and more heavily.

He felt a light on his back, and Sibel retracted her tentacles.

"What? Didn't cleanse the curse?" he said.

He turned back and took a look at her.

He saw her eyebrows, like frost formed by white snow.

Under the light of the watch, her facial features have never been so clear. Those sea-blue eyes are like the real sea, reflecting everything she wants to see.

——As if the world is nothing more than an opening and closing in the blink of an eye.

Her eyes were no longer indifferent.

It was as if the god who had been standing for a long time finally had emotion. When she met his gaze, she smiled softly.

——showing her wrinkled old face mixed with rotting flesh.

She is old, her flesh and blood are rolled, and her skin is torn.

Use the tentacles again, and she will die instantly.

It's the end.

"Su Mingan," she said.

"……I am here."

"Su Ming'an." She repeated, as if confirming that he was still there.

"exist."

"...Su Ming'an." Her voice became more and more trembling, and blood dripped from her mouth all over him.

"..."

"Do you regret it?" she asked, "... Regret saving a heretic who is cursed?"

He turned his back on her and said nothing.

"Don't... save it." She said: "If you are lucky enough to escape from this cycle of reincarnation, or, leave me alone... It's too painful, too painful... I shouldn't involve you in it."

The pitch-black liquid gurgled out from her pair of eye sockets, crowding the boundless sea.

"Don't save it." She said, "We are monsters...don't...don't save the monster again."

Su Mingan kept walking.

It was still far away from the wooden house, and they were destined not to make it there.

Although he knew that after Siber's death, the dungeon process would restart, and he and she could meet again.

...But the next victory will only be much more difficult for their current state of mind.

"Don't give up." He said: "Until the last moment, don't give up. I won't give up on you."

Sibel seemed to want to laugh, she was laughing, she was exhausted all the way for so long, finally there was someone who would always be by her side.

But she didn't even have the energy to laugh.

"Then you, don't... look back." She said:
"I don't want you to see me dead. The body is dirty and the wound is ugly. I'm too embarrassed like that."

"Okay." Su Mingan didn't look back.

He felt that the weight on his back was getting lighter and lighter.

"Don't...blame the peoples," she said.

"They're just a bunch of...deceitful wretches who want to live. And I...have the power...to save them."

Su Ming'an didn't speak.

"I...have never seen spring, and only once saw flowers bloom." She said, "I want... next time, I will see flowers bloom with you."

"After victory...you will become Baishen... Let's overthrow that black wall together and make outsiders face up to our position..."

"We built this place together...building houses, clearing the forest, and taking in the troubled people...I want...I want to see the outside world, I want to see the sea, I want..."

Her eyes became more and more slack, and the black liquid radiated to occupy her pupils, screaming with teeth and claws.

Like a superficial touch, her rotten hands were covered in front of his eyes, as if she didn't want him to see her dead.

"When you open your eyes again... let's... meet before the wooden house..."

Her voice was getting lower and lower.

"You must...appear, don't go...don't leave me alone..."

"It's so bitter, it's too bitter..."

Her voice faded away.

It seems that there is a bird that has been flying to the sky by the wind, and is going to the next journey.

Even if the bird's claws are locked in the dome, its bones are broken, and its wings are locked in the ignorant and blocked beliefs, her sight and will will always be directed towards the sky, and leap towards the world beyond the black wall .

She is always proud and dazzling like a fire. She is a bird that escapes from the cage and yearns for freedom, and a wild wolf that leaps across the snow to conquer the forest.

……

[There are some birds that cannot be shut up, and every feather of them shines with the brilliance of freedom. 】

……

The hand she covered in front of his eyes was hanging down feebly, barely moved, and the wrist was broken due to excessive decay, lying on the ground in front of his feet.

Su Mingan stopped and remained motionless.

He stared at the completely rotten hand, feeling the weight behind him completely disappear at this moment.

He walks, walks.

She just disappeared.

The pitch-black mud poured down his neck, and her head, torso, and limbs all turned into black liquid in an instant, and it was hot and drenched all over him.

He quietly maintained the posture of lifting one hand, but only sticky black mud remained on the palm of his hand. He slowly, slowly turned his head to the side, and saw that behind him, there was nothing but black.

"...Siber?" He stared at the black mud and called her name softly.

She died, and she had a death rollback.

She said that as soon as she dies, the world will reset and everything will start again, as long as he blinks, time will go back to the first day of the war.

——But why, standing where he was, he still could only see the mud that rotted after her death?
She is dead, logically speaking, shouldn't the world be reset with her death?

He looked at her black mud on the ground, chaotic thoughts flooded his mind, interrupted by a burning sense of horror.

After Siber's death, the world will be reset to the first day of the war, so she thinks she has a death rollback, and she can go back to the first day when she dies.

But she didn't know anything about what happened after her death.

Then,

What if the reason for the world reset—not her death...?

If the world continues to go on after her death, it will reset at a certain point.She is the only one who retains the memory before death, not the initiator of the reset...

His heart fluttered abnormally, and his whole body began to tremble from this conjecture.

"..." His pupils shrank violently, and panic poured into his chest like a flood, tearing apart his already stable emotions.

……

[——If the reason for the world reset,]

[Isn't someone's death? 】

[Then the same reason, his death rollback...]

(End of this chapter)