Divine Beast Creator

Walking through the alleys, everyone increasingly felt that this city was abnormal. After running for a long time, Feng Yuan finally saw the little girl. It seemed as if she had already guessed that Feng Yuan and the others would come looking for her. When she saw them appear, she wasn’t surprised, just somewhat dejected, and said,

"So... that’s how it is..."

"Why..."

"Why did you have to appear here!"

"It’s all your fault!!!"

Shouting loudly, a giant black cloak apparition formed behind the little girl. However, unlike the usual apparition Feng Yuan used, the weapon in this black cloak apparition’s hand was not a sickle or a lantern, but two green daggers.

With vacant eyes fixed on Feng Yuan, the little girl raised her right hand and said with a trembling voice,

"As long as... as long as I destroy you... it will be as if nothing ever happened..."

"Just you?"

With a cold snort, Veronia raised her right hand abruptly clenched her fist, and golden crystalline snowflakes fluttered down from the sky. The black cloak apparition charged at Feng Yuan with daggers drawn but was blocked by the suddenly appearing Golden Crystal Giant.

Though it was an illusory projection, the Crystalline Giant defied the norm as if it was holding onto something tangible, its hands firmly locking the black cloak apparition’s hands.

The World of Mirrors, as the prototype of the Shadow World, naturally possessed the ability of Reality Conversion. For Veronia, the mere transformation between illusion and reality posed no barrier to its attacks. After restraining the black cloak apparition, the Crystalline Giant made no further moves. However, at that moment, the little girl suddenly sat on the ground and burst into tears.

The black cloak apparition dissipated with the little girl’s cries. With a wave of her hand, Veronia made the Crystalline Giant gradually disappear. Seeing everyone looking at her, Feng Yuan scratched his head and said,

"Well, it’s not like I made her cry." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"What do we do now? Or rather, what are you planning to do?"

Veronia glanced at Feng Yuan and said irritably. By now, everyone understood the peculiarity of this little girl, or more specifically, this city’s unique traits.

Because of this situation, they remained silent. Although everyone had different thoughts, even someone like Qiu Hanmo wouldn’t openly reveal it.

There’s nothing to be done. Even if they could be ruthless, they couldn’t disregard others’ opinions. Moreover, it wasn’t something they necessarily had to decide.

Sighing, Feng Yuan stepped forward to comfort the little girl, but unfortunately, no matter how he tried to persuade her, she just continued to wail. Just as Feng Yuan was feeling frustrated and didn’t know what to do, she slowly calmed down.

With eyes red from crying, the little girl looked at Feng Yuan without a word. After a long time, she slowly spoke,

"Why did you... come here, what exactly do you want to do..."

"Well... um... one of the reasons we came here is to resolve the abnormality of this place, though we haven’t found any clues yet."

The girl stared at Feng Yuan for a long time before suddenly and slowly saying,

"The other purpose is to destroy this place, right?"

The group was astonished upon hearing this; they hadn’t expected the little girl to guess this possibility.

Without receiving an affirmative answer, the girl laughed self-deprecatingly, took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and slowly closed her eyes and said,

"Unable to admit, perhaps, you aren’t so bad after all."

"This way... welcoming the end... might also be a release..."

"What they told you must be about the ocean mutation, right?"

Though the girl remained the same little girl, even her voice unchanged, Feng Yuan felt that her aura had inexplicably altered.

"Heh, the so-called ocean mutation—it’s happened countless times. Each time, that black sea swallowed everything. Though everyone forgets, why is it only me... only me..."

The girl’s tears flowed uncontrollably as she spoke. Afraid to divulge this to others, unsure of what adverse changes it might bring.

More than endless cycles, she feared the unknown changes—a faint glimmer of a candle was all she had in the darkness, cherished and protected, lest it be extinguished.

Until Feng Yuan and the others arrived, bringing her a sudden awakening.

If this were indeed a nightmare, then it was time to wake up.

"The ocean mutation keeps recurring? No wait, could it be..."

From the girl’s words, Feng Yuan guessed a possibility. He looked at her in astonishment, hesitated for a moment, and said,

"Could this world be endlessly repeating the ocean mutation? Then you..."

"You’re right. If I could, I wish I could be like them, unaware, innocently facing the end, not even realizing that we might not even be real..."

Slowly opening her eyes, the girl spoke softly to Feng Yuan. Agunas swished its tail and asked with curiosity,

"How do you know you’re... not truly real?"

"The moment you appeared, I understood. To you, maybe there’s no difference, but to me, we and you are as different as a candle and the sun, the gap so obvious."

"Um, well... the difference shouldn’t be that big, right?"

Scratching his head, Feng Yuan uncertainly replied, unsure as to why she would say so. The little girl merely smiled without explaining. Sighing, Feng Yuan said,

"Do you hate us? If we hadn’t appeared..."

"Hate, perhaps, but facing the end like this, it’s not much. Though fearful, compared to those endless cycles, this isn’t that scary..."

"Are you so sure we’re going to destroy this world?"

"By asking that, you’ve already acknowledged it, haven’t you?"

The little girl laughed freely. Though initially panicked, she now accepted it calmly. After all those cycles, the few sweet memories had long numbed her with the repeated ocean mutations.

Sadly, as a resident of the parallel world, she couldn’t even choose her own end.

"Is there really no other way?"

Unable to resist, Qi Chen spoke. He felt uneasy but didn’t know what to do. If this world only had those monstrous sea creatures, he wouldn’t feel guilty, but the little girl and the city’s residents made him feel inexplicably remorseful.

Shaking his head, Feng Yuan said,

"There’s nothing we can do. Though I don’t know what’s going on here, I am certain of one thing: the so-called ocean mutation isn’t intentional on their part; it feels more like some kind of erosion."

"But..."

Scratching his chin, Feng Yuan scrutinized the little girl. If the ocean mutation was a manifestation of erosion, then what about her cycles?

If the transformation erosion wasn’t intentional, why did the cycles reset the mutation?

Why does she retain memories of each cycle? Is she linked to this mutation?

Suddenly beset with a headache, Feng Yuan found that the girl offered no answers, only deepening the mysteries.

"I think we need to communicate properly. Can you tell us the details?"

Looking at the girl, Feng Yuan asked tentatively. She nodded and said,

"I can."

She could tell that Feng Yuan’s group didn’t seem entirely confident about this mutation. She considered misleading them with false information but forewent the idea, recalling the consuming darkness.

From her, Feng Yuan’s group learned little; in reality, the girl knew no more than they did.

After all, she had never left the city and only heard of outside changes from others. Even after countless cycles, she hadn’t ventured beyond the city’s boundaries.

Prior to this, she hadn’t particularly sought information about the outside world. So despite experiencing numerous cycles, she remained unaware of the root, the cause of the cycles.

Feng Yuan was certain that the parallel world’s cycle wasn’t a natural phenomenon, or rather, this area was fundamentally unrelated to natural laws. But if it were those people, what would they gain from this?