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Vol 2 Chapter 508: ·HE·Eternal Sleep (Part 2)

On Feng Chang's head, he wore a sacrificial crown with bright red ribbons.

A few years ago, when there was still the old custom of lava sacrifice, the victims who jumped into the magma would wear such a crown to hold a ceremony beside the magma.

Sibel wore it once.

Afterwards, this kind of lava sacrificial custom was completely abolished.

But today, Chang Feng put on such a crown again.

He appeared in her eyes like a hot thorn.

- And he also raised his head at this time.

He walked on the dark energy, and the bright red streamers fluttered behind his head...

"Come with me and fall into a deep sleep." Sibel said, "Brother... The curse is born of faith, we can't let it continue."

Feng Chang looked at her who was covered in strange blood, like a monster, and shook his head.

"Even living in pain is better than sleeping forever. You have no right to decide how people live. Nine Gods are evil gods, and I won't listen to everything the cultists say." Feng Chang said, "Don't… lie to me."

"What I say is always the truth." Sibel said, "-it's your belief that makes the truth lose its authenticity."

"Let Su Mingan go." Feng Chang saw the young man next to her at a glance: "He is an unbeliever, you should not involve him."

Sibel heard it, but it seemed like he heard some big joke. She stretched out her hand, and her tentacles pulled Su Ming'an's body, keeping him at the same height as hers.

"This is the adventurer who signed a contract with me. This is an eternal contract witnessed by the Nine Gods." She said, "...I am absolutely and will never let go."

"—You are implicated!"

Feng Chang stretched out his hand, and the dark sword light flashed away in the air. Countless tentacles rushed towards him, all of which were cut off by his crescent-shaped knife.

He jumped up in the air and slashed at Sibel.

Sibel sighed.

"...Why do you have to shoot at me?" she said.

An extraordinarily thick tentacle penetrated Feng Chang's chest at the same time.

"Cluster."

Blood spurted out, and he didn't even have time to swing a knife.

The second-ranked "Destroyer" is, after all, only in the category of human beings.

He could not resist the power of the gods.

Feng Chang spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was forcibly condensed in the air by the tentacles, it penetrated his body, and blood burst out.

His eyes quickly disappeared.

But at this moment, a "bang" sounded suddenly in Sibel's ear.

She turned her head, almost in a hurry, and saw Su Ming'an who had been alienated, her left leg was suddenly blown to pieces.

In the severe pain, Su Ming'an's eyes regained clarity. This time, his explosives were placed on his left leg, and the time was advanced by half an hour.

The severe pain would make him wake up briefly. Even if the blade was taken away by Sibel, he had stored the explosives that Michael had frozen in all parts of his body in advance. Now, they have all entered the countdown.

He stretched out his hand, his palm towards Feng Chang, who was penetrated by the tentacles.

"Immortal," he said.

A red light flashed, and the blood spurting out of Feng Chang's body was forcibly stopped. Under the urging of the "Immortal" skill, his life was maintained for the last ten seconds.

Feng Chang cut off the tentacles, and when Sibel was absent-minded, an extremely strong destructive force erupted, rushing towards her like a sharp arrow—

Sibel didn't move.

She just looked at Su Ming'an quietly, and looked at him motionlessly, with a loneliness in her eyes that could almost sink through the night.

The extremely destructive black knife slashed at her head, and she just clenched the colored candy in her hand.

"...Don't you accept this ending, Su Ming'an?" She said, "Even you, don't you accept it?"

She closed her eyes.

If suffering is destined, then she must admit that even if she is, she is a unique person.

However, the more she worked hard, the more she was attached to love and hope, the powerlessness gave her more thoughts of destruction and death.

In the end, there was still nothing around her.

"Shu!" The black knife fell.

This knife did not cut off her head.

A strong force pulled her red robe back, and Feng Chang cut off the tentacles of her lower limbs that were connected to her, forcibly pulling her out of the swamp formed by the tentacles.

He pulled very hard, the piercing wound on his chest looked shocking, his breathing was also extremely heavy, and blood beads kept falling down his stabbed hand. Immortal skills can only keep him alive and cannot restore his health.

"...No, save me." Sibel said, "We are monsters, don't... save the monsters."

Chang Feng pulled her out of the quagmire.

He dragged her, dragging her step by step, his hand grabbed her arm and pulled it at the back of his neck.

"..." Sibel's eyes widened.

They are blood relatives.

A dark energy spread from her arm and poured into his body.

The power of the Nine Gods, the power of the curse, overflowed uncontrollably from her body and poured into his body, and with the loss of this power, the tentacles all over the sky began to shrink—

The bright red lines began to fade from her body. She frantically summoned the tentacles and pierced Feng Chang's chest again, only to usher in bursts of "immortal" red light.

"—I told you to let go!" she cried like crazy.

"Shh!"

"—Let go! Don't you hear me!"

"Shh!"

"—Feng Qiqi! The **** Dark Lord! Let me go!"

"Shhh!" Blood spreads out.

The tentacles pierced through the long body one by one, opening one dark flower after another in his body.

She stabbed frantically, arms, palms, lower abdomen, chest, thighs...

His body was riddled with pierced holes, but the big hand was holding her arm firmly, never letting go, annihilating around him, sweeping away all the tentacles around him.

He forcibly clamped Sibel's arm to prevent her from escaping.

He wasn't saving her.

He was using the last time of his life to rob her of the power to stop her.

"...I knew it." Sibel stopped struggling: "I knew...a person like you will never wake up."

She looked at Feng Chang, whose expression remained unchanged, and looked at his blood-stained sacrificial crown, with the same eyes as hers.

In those eyes, there was no nostalgia, no sympathy, and no trace of affection for her.

Even at this time, he still hated the power of Nine Gods, and he still wanted to oppose her.

"Sibel." Feng Chang suddenly said, "...promise me."

"From now on, you are..."

Ten seconds have come.

Before he could finish speaking, the palm of his hand suddenly loosened weakly.

After ten seconds passed, no life could resist the coming of death. His vitality seemed to be taken away in an instant, and the light in his eyes suddenly dissipated.

His body that was riddled with holes fell down like a bird, the pupils that reflected the whole dome opened up little by little, the sacrificial crown on top of his head rolled to the ground, and the streamer was bright red like blood.

A colorful candy full of blood, deeply immersed in the mud, was quietly swallowed.

The son of God Bai died.

The son of Baishen, who is regarded as the future of the Vault of Earth, who is famous in the world... It turned out that he would die so tragically.

Sibel stood up and stared at the corpse of her brother, who failed to stop her, and suddenly discovered... It turned out that this person would also die in front of her.

The corpse was ugly and the wounds were dirty. He fell into the mud with gaps all over his body, and his whole body was dirty.

"...Haha, you too, you will die too."

Facing her brother's corpse, she first smiled, a bit penetratingly.

Her voice was still quiet, but it became weaker.

Then,

She squeezed out an uncontrollable, hysterical, pitch-shifting cry.

"what-"

"Ah ah—"

As if to shout out all the unhappiness and anger, she had a contradictory sense of illusoryness.

She felt that the world was really bad. People were not like people, and gods were not like gods. It seemed that living was a mistake. The so-called beliefs can completely destroy the closest blood relationship.

Why, he wanted to take the initiative to bump into her knife, he would rather die than sleep peacefully in the beauty?

...then what did she do? Who did she save? Who could she save?

"—Feng Qiqi! Get up for me! Get up for me!"

"—Go to hell! Go to sleep in the dark mud for me! Don't lie on the ground! Is that **** belief so fascinated by you!"

Blood dripped from the back of her neck. It was his warm blood. At this time, it was more difficult for her than the heat of the lava.

She roared, shouting as she walked. The voice gradually changed from anger to shrill scream.

...isn't it okay to sleep well?

...Why, one by one, even he has to cross this black river and come to her eyes?

...She has tried her best to get to this point. Is this happy ending so unacceptable to people?

She whined and yelled like a madman.

She raised her head, but she could no longer see the wilderness and the sky. That day was darker than night, and the wind was more scorching than fire.

Su Ming'an sat next to her. His right leg was just broken by explosives, and he regained some sanity for a while.

A mature woman with white hair, sitting on top of her tentacles, her hoarse cry was as mournful as blood.

She turned her head and said to him choked up.

…

[Su Ming'an. 】

[Look, our world is very sad. 】

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[Nine Gods Line·he Ending (Eternal Sleep), progress: 90%]

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After Feng Chang died, no one could stop Sibel's actions.

Finally, pitch-black tentacles spread all over the dome.

The world has fallen into true silence.

Everything in the world is frozen at this time, and people fall into a good sleep.

There will be no more curses and pains. For the first time, this world has fallen into such peace.

And Sibel, whose body was gradually decaying, stretched out his hand and took Su Ming'an's hand.

Su Ming'an's legs and left hand had been blown off by explosives, leaving only a blood-stained right hand, so she grabbed this hand and clenched it tightly.

She held this hand in vain, without any lust, as if she was just looking for a comfort.

Her hand, with bruised skin, was an old lady's hand.

She has grown old due to the full sacrifice of life to expand her tentacles.

Her cloudy, pale eyes looked forward, saw him still young, and saw a moment of clarity in his eyes.

He looked at her with indifference and pity in his eyes that she had never seen before.

She suddenly wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to roar everything, but in the end she just moved her lips.

"This is." She said, "I can do my best...the best ending."

She said this, as if declaring that she was right.

However, there was still nothing around her.

Her hands began to melt little by little, along with the rotting dead skin, along with the wrinkles all over her face, disintegrating and rotting.

She is as old as a dry bone, her skin is ripped apart.

"You are an unbeliever, I won't kill you." She canceled his alienation state and released the tentacles that imprisoned him: "...live on."

... in this world, in this silent world, to live.

...Lonely, painfully, stepping on all the corpses and living.

...live, don't lower your head.

...until the darkness fades away, until the black wall falls, until all faith fades away...

...until he can embrace the light and freedom that belongs to him.

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[The Nine Gods Line·he Ending (Eternal Sleep), progress: 100%]

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The whole world is silent.

When she completely lost her strength, let go, and actively fell into the black mud,

There is no wilderness, no wildness, and no wind in her eyes anymore.

She saw that Su Ming'an on the tentacles lowered his head slightly, and in those misty eyes, there was a silent eternal night.

She didn't know whether he was satisfied with the ending.

But, being the only winner should make him happy.

She thought so, but suddenly saw a dazzling light that began to turn upside down in front of her eyes.

She saw a white cube solidify in his chest, cracked, and watched his body shattered by flames and explosions—

At this moment, she suddenly, really wanted, really wanted to see the flower of the curse fire that she gave him blooming on the blue seaside.

...he shouldn't have committed suicide.

...why did he commit suicide.

... Obviously, this is what she can do, the best ending.

In the desert that is destined to be barren, it will never bloom.

Her vision became dim, her breathing gradually faded, and her consciousness finally completely disappeared at this moment.

Everything in the world is immersed in a beautiful sleep, and the world is silent.

A faint ray of sunlight penetrated the sky, spreading towards the mountains and streams—

All things come alive.

The sun shines into this dome,

But no one can meet the warmth and light it brings.

There was no longer the old woman's kind and gentle smile. Nor will there be a young teacher with a sweet potato and bamboo basket on his back, who will braid the children.

There is no longer a girl in a red robe standing in the dark, saying,

...I want you to live.

...I want you to see eternal light and freedom.

No one will push the door open and promise her that she will see the sea.

All laughter, tears, anger, and sadness seem to be sublimated in this bright sunshine.

A body, lying in the dark, smiling.

...it's like sinking into a beautiful, happy dream together.

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"Ding dong!"

[Achieving the Perfect Clearance Route·The Nine Gods Route·(he) Eternal Sleep]

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