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Chapter 535 Chapter 530 Three He Heart Flower
Feng Chang's voice stopped.

"En." Su Mingan looked into his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work too... Chief Feng Zewan."

Hearing this, Siber's body gradually became conscious.

"...Su Ming'an?" She said softly, her voice was inaudible.

"Well, are you awake?" Su Mingan turned his head and responded to her.

"...Su Ming'an?" She called out again as if she was alarmed by something.

"Ah."

"...do you remember me? I...didn't start again?" Her voice was already trembling.

When meeting her gaze, Su Mingan's eyes were very quiet.

"Of course." He said, "I signed a never-ending contract with you, and I said I would win with you until the end."

He said: "No appointment, you are going to break my limbs and lock me in the basement."

He said: "...I will not miss the appointment."

Tears welled up in Sibel's eyes.

Like warm wind blowing through the barren grassland in her heart, it was the first time for her cold and lonely soul to experience such a strong warmth.

The emotions shown by a child who has never been loved are too obvious.

She once thought that she could only reap eternal loneliness, cruelty and desolation.

... Finally she found a candy.

...by the river of time, in the stones on the bank...she found her sugar.

She turned her head and saw Chief Feng standing under a barrier.

He was covered by a hood-like barrier, isolated from the outside world, and his somewhat lax eyes, which were dripping with mud, reflected her appearance.

On his head, he wore a sacrificial crown with a bright red streamer.

A few years ago, when there was still the old habit of magma sacrifice, the victims who jumped into the magma had to wear such a crown to perform the ceremony.

And at this moment, on top of his head, he was wearing such a bright red crown.

Twisting, the spreading black line of curse has spread all over his body, he is like a twisted monster, standing under the isolation barrier, watching her.

……

【"Adventurer, don't think that you are the 'strongest' adventurer and you can ignore the curse - even the strongest guide among us, if the curse occurs, he will die."]

【"Death is fair to everyone."】

……

This is what Xi Boer said to Su Mingan on the first day.

... yet death is never fair.

To her, to him, to everyone,

never

fundamental,

It's not fair.

"Chairman Feng, what are you doing hiding in there, come out." She said, "It's been a long time, we've already talked... You should give me a hug."

Chief Feng didn't speak.

He stretched out his hand, passed through the barrier in front of him, took her hand, and pulled her forward a few steps.

He pulled her hand from his left shoulder to the back of his neck.

He didn't hug her, he was covered in mud and blood, how could he contaminate her.

She is now clean as a newborn, she is out of the control of the tentacles, he can no longer drag her into the abyss.

They are blood relatives.

For countless misunderstandings, countless unspeakable truths, countless cruel tragedies...he wanted to make it up to her once.

...even though it was too late.

A pitch-black energy spread from her arm and poured into his body riddled with holes.

Her body, which still had some cursed breath, was completely purified and emptied, and black threads flowed into the back of his neck.

"Let go, Feng Qiqi." She said, "I forgive you."

He stared at her with regret and struggle in his eyes.

...It's too late.

...The misunderstanding that was resolved at the end, the apology that was expressed at the end.

That's too late.

People used to repeat various sacrificial acts day after day.

They sacrificed blood, slaughtered livestock, hunted and killed the living, and pushed children into lava, thinking that in this way, their "piety" would reach the heavens and make the day come.

These cruel and meaningless behaviors have become extremely "orthodox" here.

Chief Feng did not approve of these actions at first because he was the direct victim.

But after leaving the burning forest and taking over the position of the young patriarch, he gradually saw the whole picture of the world.

... Faith stubbornly rules, and heresy is not tolerated.

...Curses and natural disasters are everywhere, and human beings struggle to survive amid malice.

... The evil god is benevolent, treats human beings as pigs and dogs, and plays tricks on the living beings.

People want to live, it is too difficult, too difficult.

In order to make good use of this double-edged sword called "faith" that allows people to live, he must integrate into cruel rituals and obey absurd oracles to continue the current stable situation.

... What he has to do is to kill the source of belief in the evil god.

In order to save his sister, he set a fire in the tribe, and because of the fire, he wanted to kill the sister he had saved with his own hands.

Destiny has always been a disgusting thing.

He thinks he is a fool.

... He was confused for a long time in ignorance and sobriety, and now he finally found the answer.

As the most sane, he must dance with stupidity, with ignorance, maintain the theocracy with meaningless rituals, and deceive everyone with absurd oracles.

—to obtain the knife and sword formed by people's beliefs.

"Siber, when Su Ming'an becomes Baishen and overthrows that black wall...I hope you let go of all of this." Chief Feng said: "No one or God... can force you anymore."

"It is a vile man who indulges in peace," said Sibbel.

"It's not indulging." Feng Chang said: "You were born to belong to An Ning."

He held her hand tightly, not letting go.

"We have never really had our own lives, Siber." He said: "Now, the power of Nine Gods has been suppressed, and the inheritance of the Zewan family cannot be broken. I hope you—"

"You still want to teach me? Feng Qiqi!" Xi Boer suddenly raised her voice: "——You say sorry to me now? If you want to say sorry to me, live! Say it to me every day!"

"..." Chief Feng: "...I'm sorry."

"Oh!"

Siber punched the barrier.

There are many reasons for choosing to hate. She should hate him, extremely strongly, hate him who killed her countless times.

...but there is only one reason to choose love.She couldn't help herself not to choose love.

She couldn't learn to face the situation with just reason.

Even though death had passed before her eyes countless times, she still couldn't look at it calmly.

She always thinks that since the number of times to repeat is 'infinite', she must reach the best ending.Redeem all undeserved lives, save all those who can be saved, and use a weak body to blaze a path to a perfect ending.

...But this time, in the 'perfect' ending, there is no him.

"Preaching has become a weapon you are good at, and I will suffer for the rest of my life because of your few words." Siber said.

"Then I congratulate you for having this 'lifetime'." Feng Chang said.

"You're pissing me off again," Sibel said.

She looked at Chief Feng, watching him take off the bright crown from his head.

"Zewan's inheritance family cannot be cut off, Jiushen has fallen into a deep sleep, and you have also escaped the control of the tentacles." Feng Chang said:

"Siber Zevan, promise me..."

He put the bright red sacrificial crown on her head.

His voice carried a forbearing tenderness.

"...From now on, you are..."

He put down his hand and stared at her fixedly:
"The 'Patriarch' of the Vault."

At this moment, the cursed black mud burst out from his body.

As if feeling tired, his palms fell limply, and his body was as light as falling into a cloud...

"...I'm sorry, Sibel," he said:
"...our fates suck.

But fortunately... this time, you survived.

pretty good. "

"Bullshit," Sibel said.

He was silent.

His eyelids, bit by bit, slowly closed.

All of a sudden, the curse of fangs and claws broke out from his body, like a twisted demon, spreading crazily——

On Siber's hand, the warm and soft skin quickly turned into flowing water, and completely slipped from between her fingers, and then the solid and powerful body shattered down like a tower collapsed, dissipating into the air, without a trace. Keep one thing.

She never cried.

When her mother was burned to death and her father was cursed to death, she didn't cry.

Today, she still has a calm face and has not shed a single tear.

"Feng Qiqi, you're dead again."

"...You always die so ugly."

she says.

She still maintained the posture of sticking to the back of his neck, clutching the ball of black mud in vain, until she was pulled away by Su Mingan, who was replenishing the barrier.

With the mud falling and collapsing,
This moat formed by faith, growth, and pain has finally been crossed by her.

She stood stiffly.

——until there was a desperate, bloody whine like a wounded beast.

……

[The little girl in the red robe walked up to the little boy: "Feng Qiqi! Where have you gone crazy? Mom can't find you anywhere!"

"Don't call me Feng Qiqi, call me the Dark Lord—I want to lead the children to sea!" The little boy was full of enthusiasm.

"The sea? What is the sea?" Sissy asked.

"You don't understand. The sea is something outside. In order to go to the sea, I won't be the patriarch. Disgusting things like oracle sacrifices will be handed over to you in the future."

"Hmph, then I will definitely see the sea before you. Just wait, I will definitely give you the poor position of patriarch, so that you will never see the sea for the rest of your life..."

"You are so vicious! Qianqian, you are so vicious! I am different, I am very magnanimous, if I can see the sea in the future, I will definitely give you the opportunity..." Feng Qiqi yelled.

"Then what if the gods drag me to sacrifice to the gods?"

"...Then I will help you kill the gods."]

……

on top of the sludge,
Siber took out a rotten colorful candy from her bosom, raised her hand suddenly, and swung it——

"Boom!"

The candy smashed into the rain-proof enchantment below, bounced a few times, and was swallowed by the poisonous rain.

"It sucks," she said. "It sucks!"

She used to fantasize about being able to clear up the misunderstanding and run towards the sun and the sea together with him.

...But she can only see the soul of this person soaring away from her forever.

So many misunderstandings, so many deaths, this time, he gave her all back.

So she never hated him.

never.

"Su Ming'an." She said, "I know this is the 'best' route, but I still can't help it. I want to reincarnate, to meet the one who hates me but is still alive."

"You have no chance." Su Mingan said: "If Jiushen hadn't lied just now, after he fell into a deep sleep, Qiongdi wouldn't be reincarnated in fifteen days, and he couldn't go back."

Sibel wiped her eyes.

"Just kidding." She looked at him: "This is already the best ending, and there is... no turning back."

"He said he gave me the chance to see the sea." She said, "...I want to take everyone in the vault to see it together."

"Hmm." Su Mingan said, "It's already... the best ending."

He picked up the bracelet that was on the ground, covered in blood and mud.

on the bracelet,

A black python biting the scorching sun was shining brightly on his fingertips.

Chief Feng was the most complicated person he had ever met.

……

[Perfect clearance progress: 85%]

……

Siber stayed in the first tribe to carry out post-disaster reconstruction.

Accompanied by Su Mingan, they traveled all over the land of the first tribe.

Wearing the sacrificial crown, she, like Feng Chang, chose to bury the truth of the twin gods.

Due to the contract signed with Jiushen, she still cannot abandon the faith of Jiushen, but her mind is more free than ever.

She was the only one left in the Zewan family. After Diansi surrendered to Su Mingan, no one dared to oppose Xiboer, who was backed by Baishen.

While collecting the corpses and passing by the corner of the square, Siber saw two figures close together.

A big man holding a stone in his hand, leaning against his mother who has been half-turned into mud.

The man leaned against the wall, as quiet as a cocoon.

His head rested on the woman's rotten shoulder, and his hands rested on her neck, still in a childlike and intimate gesture.

The thin coat was still tightly attached to the old woman's body, like a warm embrace.What was under the clothes was no longer complete skin, but a pile of dead bones covered in black mud.

The sheets and mattress soaked up the rotting tissue fluid, keeping her soft tissues dry.

The man was tightly wrapped in a cotton coat, and the bones of his face were attached to the brim of the hat with white velvet, as if he was whispering something.

The flies on the window sill flew up, and a rotten stench was delayed for a while,
Siber, who was wearing a black sacrificial robe, walked up to him.

"Hush..." Changsheng's tone was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing his dead mother: "The game is over, and my mother is sleeping."

"Ah." Sibel's voice was dry: "Good night."

"She said she was doing magic, and when I became obedient, sensible, and stopped playing around, she woke up." Changsheng said: "...I have been sticking my hand to her back as my mother said before going to bed. On the neck. I am very obedient, very obedient..."

Sibel didn't answer.

The sudden tears that hadn't shed all this time suddenly slipped from her eye sockets and flowed out uncontrollably.

……

【They just want to live. 】

【——Why can’t we even save a group of such despicable and short-sighted guys? 】

……

"Be obedient." She said, "Changsheng, you are just like me...very obedient."

She turned around and heard Changsheng's familiar, cheerful nursery rhymes.

This nursery rhyme is more prophetic than her.

……

【Black Lamb, jump quickly~】

【Black crow, fly fast~】

【Black python, climb quickly~】

[Fairy Tale of a Rotten Corpse~]

【From its heart...】

【...Blooming the flower of the gods～】

……

"Feng Qiqi." Xi Boer murmured: "...I have no relatives."

She stood there, not moving, and the shadow was stretched very long, very long.

She stood there for a long time, as if praying a lonely prayer,

Like saying a silent farewell.

……

"Ding dong!"

【You have reached the character ending: HE·Heart Flower】

[(Heart Flower):
"Only when a person acts according to his own will does the soul shine."

"People dance with death, walk with absurdity, forcefully dull and remain ignorant for the glory and wisdom of thousands of years."

"...and we're just a bunch of short-sighted, self-righteous 'saviors' hoping to see people's free souls fly away."

"For the sake of the Necessity of God's Word,"

"...I would like... to indulge in false ignorance with my people."

"..."

"……sorry."

"I'm sorry... Sissy."]

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(End of this chapter)