Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1539: Final - : Crossing the Sea Arc [29] - "To the New World
["When fate hands over the blade wrapped in silk, our struggle for the hilt resembles children fighting over candy in their youth. I once thought our bonds were stronger than chains, only to realize later that the chain was never binding you and me."]
["When the canary flower blooms for the third time in the smoke of battle, I finally understand—what I am reaping is the spring I planted with my own hands."]
[—Adapted from Franz Kafka’s "The Trial"]
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The branches of the World Tree trembled in the energy storm when Noel’s scythe tore through space, and countless scarlet roses burst in the void.
The petals that should have bloomed in spring, enveloped in a metallic chill, pierced toward Su Ming’an at the base of the tree like a downpour.
Faced with the overwhelming energy impact, Su Ming’an heard a sharp shout from Little Liu Jin:
"The Great Emperor aids you!"
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[You are performing a "Block" judgment, please roll the dice.]
[You rolled a score of: 12 points > 10 points]
[Block successful.]
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"Ding!"
Countless branches burst into a pink light, the scythe rebounded, turning into scattered autumn leaves.
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[Life is as bright as summer flowers, dying quietly like autumn leaves (Red Level): "Endless reincarnation... This is not the first time, nor will it be the last."]
[Skill (Summer Flower and Autumn Leaf): Upon activation, it consumes 100 Mana Points, any weapon touching your body turns into autumn leaves and scatters, this state lasts for 3 seconds. (Cooldown Time: 60 seconds)]
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Meanwhile, beams of purple light and golden light burst forth from Su Ming’an’s body.
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[Active Skill (Lola’s Kiss): Upon activation, Luck forcibly increases to SS-level, consuming life force during the duration.]
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[Light Transmitter Occupation Skill (Eternal Dawn): Forcibly maintains the optimal mental state, cooldown time 1 hour. You won’t feel negative effects and pain from the body, five senses remain sensitive and enhanced.]
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A clover popped up, as if the Goddess of Fortune was kissing his hair. A thorny crown glowing with golden light settled on his head, the special effect of "Eternal Dawn".
Su Ming’an’s senses became incredibly acute, and the pain of the flesh faded away, as if he was merely a moving piece of flesh.
Noel squinted his eyes, advancing with black mist underfoot, the path of his scythe trailed with the trajectory of stars extinguishing.
A strike was coming!
Facing the oncoming extinguishing stars, a bright and dazzling rose suddenly bloomed from Su Ming’an’s wrist.
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[Yellow Rose Bracelet (Red Level): "Though unbound by ropes and shackles, I remain the inescapable prisoner."]
[Special Skill (Yellow Rose Lock): Lock onto a player or NPC, and your next physical attack becomes unavoidable for them.]
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As their eyes met, he saw that Noel’s eyes had turned into a calm black, devoid of any clear bright blue.
In those eyes, a hint of mockery faintly emerged.
Then, with no warning, the blond youth’s sweeping motion stopped abruptly, retracting his strike.
—He anticipated Su Ming’an’s response.
"Yellow Rose Lock" followed by "Noah’s Chain" and "Theselotis Devouring Claw·World Discoloration" was the strongest combo Su Ming’an had ever offered Noel. Once executed, it was unavoidable. Noel pretended to fully strike yet it was a feigned attack, in order to lure out Su Ming’an’s ultimate combo, avoiding the sharp edge, a strategic patience game.
Relying solely on energy clash, without using any player skills, Su Ming’an had no chance against the Master of the End of All Things and the Seventh Thrones. Noel’s aim was to force out all of Su Ming’an’s player skills.
This is... the tactical battle of peak players.
Upon seeing the special effect of "Yellow Rose Lock" bloom on Su Ming’an’s wrist, Noel immediately retreated, a pair of wings made of roses, vines, white feathers, and gypsophila appeared behind him, completely enveloping him in preparation for a heavy strike.
Once Su Ming’an finished using this array of skills, with "Noah’s Chain" entering cooldown, there would be no chance of turning the tables.
However, Noel did not await a violent onslaught.
He peered through the gaps in the wings, seeing Su Ming’an still in place, a white silhouette like frost and snow.
—Not using the combo? Clinging tightly to the "Noah’s Chain" skill?
Noel felt his heart race in a long-lost rhythm, he hadn’t felt this sense of confrontation for a long time, like arcade games at the corner, whoever reveals their trump skill first would be at a disadvantage.
Su Ming’an’s skills, though many are now obsolete, some are conceptual divine skills. Most famous among them is the "High Tower Invitation", followed by "Noah’s Chain", "Ring of Time", "Yellow Rose Lock", though acquired earlier, all are conceptual divine skills.
The only thing Noel feared were these conceptual divine skills.
Noel was most afraid of the damage transfer skill of "Noah’s Chain", as this paired with the forced hit of "Yellow Rose Lock" was utterly unreasonable. He hadn’t acquired Red Level defensive player skills in the Eleventh World, thus his main goal was to force out this skill with a cooldown of a full hour.
...Luckily, it forced out the "Yellow Rose Bracelet". Su Ming’an’s next skills could no longer ensure a hit, the strongest combo could not be executed.
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Noel released his wings, decisively switching from defense to attack, and charged forward through the chaotic currents, the frenzied black mist spreading along the puppet threads.
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[Golden Thread Grip (Purple Grade): Puppet threads possess unlimited extensibility, and any skill extended upon them can increase its range as the puppet threads spread.]
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This is Noel Agnini’s core skill.
The black mist from the Master of the End of All Things causes instant death upon touch, but its limitation is the restricted range. However, combined with "Golden Thread Grip," anything touched by the puppet threads will trigger the black mist’s instant death effect, making it virtually unavoidable.
Combining player skills with high-dimensional abilities offers limitless possibilities.
The puppet threads swept over, like a net capturing butterflies, swiftly covering Su Ming’an. Each thin thread contained deadly black mist, myriad energies interwoven and clashing within, resembling a silent thunderstorm.
Facing the impenetrable offensive, Su Ming’an took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, and when he reopened them, a yellow rose blossomed on his wrist.
—"Yellow Rose Lock!"
Noel Agnini’s pupils shook slightly.
What Su Ming’an had just released was not actually "Yellow Rose Lock," but the similarly effective "Give You a Camellia!"
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[Give You a Camellia (Excluded Level): Upon activating the skill, a random flower is summoned, possibly an ordinary rose, monthly rose, morning glory, Isa flower, or even a cannibal flower, giant poisonous rose, or the Flower Angel "Flora." (No cooldown, 100 Mana Points)]
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At the moment the scythe blade collided with the Sword of Yarman, Su Ming’an saw the black hollow eyes of his opponent, lined with vivid burnt fire marks.
The "Yellow Rose Lock" skill was released, firmly locking Noel’s body.
The left Devouring Claw pierced through dimensions, extending from the void behind Noel.
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[World Discoloration: Upon reducing health to 1 point, oneself transforms into a devouring mouth, consuming enemies within the visible range. Depending on the part consumed, it at least deals 20%-100% damage to the opponent’s health. No cooldown, each usage consumes 500 Emotion Points.]
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"Swish!"
The sound of metal impaling flesh resounded.
Their figures simultaneously froze in this instant.
Su Ming’an lowered his head, seeing an ice blue rose blossom through his chest—the stem piercing his chest. Meanwhile, Noel’s scythe was wedged into the trunk of the World Tree, black cracks rapidly spreading along the bark.
Scarlet claws pierced through the golden-haired youth’s body, slicing from the right shoulder to the left abdomen, even tearing the robe adorned with rose lace.
"Noah’s Chain" emitted a cold golden glow, all the wounds within Su Ming’an’s body healed, the leaves receded, and at the same time, Noel’s body was covered in spiny roses.
"Cough!"
The golden-haired youth spat out blood, almost instantly falling into a near-death state.
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[Theselotis Devouring Claw (Gold Level): "—My soul dances, burning within encircling flames. Whose call is it? What kind of silence is filled with echoes?"]
[Note: The damage caused by this weapon is true damage; even high-dimensional entities, rules, or deities will still suffer damage.]
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The "Devouring" authority activated instantly, and Su Ming’an, taking advantage of the three-second invincibility granted by "Noah’s Chain," fully drove the Devouring Claw, extracting Noel’s flesh as if stripping and devouring a golden eagle.
He felt himself holding a silvery-bright dining knife, aiming at the struggling, gasping bird on the plate, severing its neck, piercing its chest, and cutting off its claws.
Visible to the naked eye, the golden-haired youth’s complexion grew increasingly pale, his lips nearly devoid of any redness, the flesh within his chest turning into a liquid golden flow, being frantically absorbed with Su Ming’an’s deepening thrusts. His jet-black pupils gradually lost their light, resembling a self-imprisoned prisoner.
"Hiss hiss hiss—"
At the same time, the pitch-black puppet threads bound Su Ming’an’s shoulder, wrist, and thigh, yet Noel Agnini did not retreat, did not flee, but instead dropped the scythe, pressing firmly with both hands the Devouring Claw piercing through his flesh, as if gently treating a parental hand, pushing it deeper, sticking it against his ribs, making it impossible for Su Ming’an to pull it out.
Three seconds.
Threads tainted with the Master of the End of All Things’ destructive aura had already entangled Su Ming’an, making escape impossible in three seconds. Once Noah’s Chain’s three-second invincibility ended, if Noel was still alive, the one who failed would be Su Ming’an.
Despite Noel’s silence, Su Ming’an saw through the close proximity that the dying eyes slightly curled—the golden-haired youth seemed to silently convey this thought.
...Comparing who can endure past these three seconds?
Su Ming’an had no energy to consider emotions, highly rational he immediately took the best action—
At all costs, within three seconds, kill Noel Agnini!
The Snow of the End continued falling; once the World Tree collapsed and the World Barrier vanished, Su Ming’an’s enemy would not only be Noel Agnini in human form!
Kill him!
First second.
Su Ming’an immediately initiated all equipment skills he had mastered fluently.
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[Heart of the Future (Purple Grade): "A future with nothing, where all is silent, and you are the future."]
[Special Skill (Energy Suppression): You can actively activate the skill by injecting Mana Points, suppressing nearby enemies, with range and intensity depending on Mana Points injected and enemy resistance. While enemies are in suppression state, continued pursuit will result in sustained critical hits.]
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Gravity descended, and the "Vulnerable" buff was applied to Noel, his shoulders slumped, and his ribs fractured under the pressure.
His current posture, with one knee bent, resembled that of a sinner being suppressed by Holy Initiation.
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[Water Realm Boots (Red Level): "Let the ocean flood into my chest... and burn warmly in my embrace."]
[Special Skill (Stabbing): Active Skill, kicking forward, dealing 50 (fixed damage) +8*Strength Value Points damage, this attack has a special destructive effect on obstacles.]
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A water effect flickered on Su Ming’an’s right foot, and as he kicked forward, a massive azure blade edge took shape.
It sliced past like a wind blade, instantly severing two of Noel’s shinbones, leaving only bloodstained trouser legs fluttering below the knees.
"Thud" "Thud" two pale bones fell. If it weren’t for Noel’s wings keeping him aloft, he would have already collapsed to the ground.
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[Hunt of Glory (Purple Grade): "War is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength."]
[Special Skill (Piercing Shot): Instantly fires all bullets, causing high-level piercing + AOE effect on enemies in front. When the enemy’s physical defense is below 40 points, it causes a body bursting effect. Cooldown time is one minute.]
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This shotgun that had followed Su Ming’an for a long time took shape, needing no trigger pull, as the enormous caliber wild bullets fired out like a storm, exploding with an eardrum-shattering hum.
"Boom!"
Bullets infused with divine power now exceeded their former strength, demonstrating a greater than one plus one effect.
Noel’s body burst open with countless fine cracks and holes, swaying in the wind like a suspended Sunny Doll, blood splattered across Su Ming’an’s cheek.
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[Wandering Night Walk (Purple Level): "Everything about him seems ancient, except those eyes, as blue as the sea, cheerful and unyielding."]
[Special Skill (Gaze Shot): Charges for 3~8 seconds before firing, expanding the bullet during the shot, causing an explosion + high-level piercing effect. This shot is guaranteed to be a critical hit, and when the bullet hits the enemy’s fatal point, instant death judgment occurs.]
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By now, it is the second second.
Following closely was Su Ming’an’s other gun.
He had no time to charge, directly aiming the sniper rifle at the fatal point—Noel Agnini’s throat—and fired without hesitation.
"Bang!"
More subtle yet more deadly than the shotgun, the noise sounded.
A small hole appeared in the young man’s neck, a piercing wound, with a hissing overwind sound like a babbling brook.
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[M-07 Floating Cannon (Purple Level): "I once thought that binding oneself could free others to reach the spring."]
[(Large Floating Cannon Form): The floating cannon can be assembled into a large floating cannon, with an attack range expanded to 100 yards and an automatic calibration effect.]
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The transparent jellyfish-like floating cannon appeared on Su Ming’an’s palm, unleashing a more overwhelming and encompassing attack.
"Boom——!"
Several cannon muzzles spewed angry blue light, solemn as a blue moon.
Blazing flames erupted, dust and mist filling the air, Su Ming’an could barely see Noel Agnini’s figure, and without waiting, he immediately picked up—
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[Yarman’s Sword·Dawn (Gold Level, Complete Form, Can Grow): "This is his great last sword—sing to the wine, how much of life can there be?]
[(New) Heart of Dawn: The enemies you attack will bear the emotional resonance you have experienced, the more attacks, the greater the effect.]
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This is the third second, the final second.
Su Ming’an gave Noel the new skill of Yarman’s Sword without hesitation.
...Feel the pain he has endured.
The pain and perseverance of those civilized pioneers, the despair and regret of those unwilling to give in, those prayers for spring and beauty... all of which he perceives at this moment.
"Swoosh!"
One slash down, the blade touched something soft, and he belatedly realized it was Noel’s throat.
Finally, a long knife sparkling with cross light.
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[Amber (Red Grade): The fire of civilization, leaping in the long river.]
[Active Skill (Condensation): In the next attack, adds the "Spatial Fracture" effect, dealing extra slashing damage to the enemy ahead, and enhances the "Destructive Degree" effect on items ahead. Cooldown time is three minutes.]
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The moment he slashed out, Su Ming’an suddenly recalled that this knife was a gift from Noel... the thought vanished quickly, the blade tip enveloped in violent spatial vibration, aimed straight for Noel’s throat.
It was as if the World Tree was also crying out in anguish.
The cracks spread like shattering glass, expanding and enveloping every inch of air around them at the moment Su Ming’an drew his blade.
"Snap."
A crisp sound that pierced the throat.
"Boom."
A tremor of spatial vibration.
"Tick-tock."
The sound of a clock hand.
The third second had ended.
In an instant, the doom-laden breath of the puppet threads invaded Su Ming’an’s body, piercing his heart. He immediately felt his heart stopping, his organs being shredded to fragments...
The flames subsided, and the dust spread.
A barely discernible human-shaped shell emerged in front of Su Ming’an.
From bottom to top, the boy’s leg bones were neatly severed, his abdomen riddled with bullet holes, held together by only a faint connection of flesh. His chest, crushed and devoured by gravity and the claw of devouring, was reduced to a pulp, revealing the foliage behind. From the neck up, there was only void.
Su Ming’an’s final strike with his space-infused "Amber" severed Noel Agnini’s neck. The flying head, its features obscured, with his cheeks scorched by the raging flames.
For a moment, Su Ming’an thought with a sense of humor that Noel really ought to protect his neck better, at least wear an iron collar or something, but in the next moment, he realized the inappropriateness of his humor, pressing his lips together.
"Hiss—"
The boy’s body finally collapsed completely, turning into a blackened, annihilated, charred sandcastle, crumbling grain by grain onto the ground.
Su Ming’an was enveloped in the destructive aura of doom, but luckily, the "Eternal Dawn" dulled his sense of pain. He took a deep breath, "Symbiosis" drawing on the life force of the World Tree to sustain his body on the brink of destruction.
He looked at the gray-brown husk on the ground, unable to discern Noel Agnini’s outline.
Noel had been completely crushed by him.
...Right, Soul Ferry... need to trigger Soul Ferry to see how Noel Agnini was holding Xiao Na off.
Su Ming’an hadn’t forgotten his goal.
He dragged the tough threads forward with difficulty, crouching down to touch the ashen, charred remains.
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"Ding Dong!"
[Soul Ferry activation failed.]
[The opponent is not dead.]
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"...!" Su Ming’an’s mind shook, and he suddenly remembered the name of the Seventh Throne, Yuritilola.
—Master of Eternity, Yuritilola.
The authority of the Master of the End of All Things is the destructive fog of puppet threads, but what is the authority of the Master of Eternity?
Eternity, what does it truly represent? It can’t just be the branches and leaves of those flowers.
There is no eternal life in this world, but the high-dimensional authority of eternity is enough to let life escape the brink of annihilation.
"Swish—!"
Deity was lifted into the high sky, snow-white hair fluttering like snow.
A vibrant, dreamlike and fairy-tale-like flower stem suddenly grew from those gray and black ashes, in a blinding flash, piercing through Su Ming’an’s chest. The fierce penetrating force lifted him off the ground, his entire weight hanging from this unexpected thorn.
Countless black threads wildly spread, binding the branches and leaves of the World Tree, causing the crystal-like tendrils to wither and age.
Su Ming’an tricked Noel Agnini with the special effect of "Yellow Rose Lock," gaining three seconds for a full-force attack.
And Noel Agnini, this cunning near-demonic genius, also had his backup. The "Doom" authority was Noel Agnini’s sword, the "Eternal" authority his shield. This showdown, reminiscent of a corner arcade game, like rock-paper-scissors, ended in a resurrection.
...A rogue indeed.
Su Ming’an almost wanted to applaud this guy.
—This guy had been wearing a resurrection armor right from the start.
Even Noel’s initial provocative glance, that all-or-nothing fervor, was merely an act. Unexpectedly, like Su Ming’an, he too had a fallback against death.
Colorful gauze-like clothing shattered like a butterfly, revealing Noel’s now-thinner form, as he gazed heavily at Su Ming’an. At this moment, most of Su Ming’an’s skills were on cooldown, bound tightly by the threads of doom.
The white-haired deity gazed back silently, puppet threads binding his limbs, the gravity of his body anchored to the stem piercing his chest, like a butterfly trapped in a spider’s web.
There was no pain on his face; "Eternal Dawn" allowed him to ignore pain.
In contrast, Noel appeared to be in much more distress; Su Ming’an’s "Heart of Dawn" strike was so brutal, Noel’s soul was nearly torn apart by emotional resonance. It was an attack that targeted the soul, piercing through all physical defenses.
Noel staggered closer, despite his unscathed body, he seemed more gravely injured than Su Ming’an suspended on the stem.
A scythe materialized in his hand, trembling as he adjusted the angle, aiming at Su Ming’an—
Suddenly, they heard the sound of turbulent undercurrents.
Branches swayed, the giant tree trembled, someone chanting the Song of the High Heavens. The voice was low, hoarse, eerie, invoking the merging of human and monstrous tones.
A "monster" appeared.
He tore through the void, stepping out from a place without wind.
He was draped in short white hair, with dark green eyes flowing like the Ming River, thin leather armor covering his upper body and thighs, and a mottled white skull fastened to his waist.
He stepped onto this land, stained with blood and covered with branches and leaves, his face as pale as paper, covered with bone armor, revealing only a pair of gloomy eyes. The bone boots touched the ground with a dull sound.
——He appeared like a slender human skeleton, the embodiment of the fusion of life and death.
A pair of bat wings with bright red spines unfurled, a white bone knife held in his pale hand, the thin skin almost revealing the shape of the bones.
"..." Su Ming’an opened his eyes wide in astonishment.
Actually, he and Noel Agnini were like a mille-layered pancake facing another. He deceived Noel with the Yellow Rose Lock, Noel responded with Resurrection Armor, and even if he couldn’t move now, he still had a way to harm himself.
It’s just that he didn’t expect someone to break through the void to come here.
He subconsciously wanted to call out this person’s name, but then sensed an unfamiliarity that was hard to conceal.
The person turned his head, eyes swirling like the dark green Ming River, exuding a familiar sense of calm.
"...Just in time."
He finally made it.
At last, no regrets were left behind.
It seemed like he had also been here once, facing a formidable enemy.
He had talked about 197 seconds worth of regrets.
Back then, he was weak, blood loss could have killed him, unable to withstand even a single blow from a deity, but now, at this moment.
——He could no longer look down on himself.
This was Lü Shu’s first time completely acting outside of Su Ming’an’s vision, moving on his own.
Since teaming up in the First World, they had been bound together, Lü Shu doing whatever Su Ming’an instructed. When Su Ming’an had things to do, Lü Shu would hide in the shadows, like a silent shadow. Once the protagonist’s attention shifted away, he seemed to lose his existence.
He overlooked it.
——If it weren’t for Su Ming’an, he had once become the Divine Envoy of the Ninth Thrones Laplace Monster in the First World Game.
Upon learning this, Lü Shu made a bold decision to seek out the Ninth Thrones. Since he had been valued once, why not a second time? So what if Wu Yi was better, he could surpass Wu Yi.
Thus, he went to assassinate Wu Yi, and then came to this place.
The process wasn’t simple, many difficult things happened, but now wasn’t the time to talk about them. Once safety and happiness rang out at the end... then he would chat with his friends about the thrilling journey.
For now, he would return the stage to his deity.
"Swish!"
The bone knife sliced through roots and stems, Su Ming’an fell to the ground.
Lin Yin had already set the Ark sailing, and most people had left. Those who remained were the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled who couldn’t board. He thought Lü Shu had boarded.
No, Lü Shu hadn’t seen the captain, who most needed to board, so naturally, he didn’t board.
Su Ming’an sighed in his heart, the Ark had left, and truly left. Not boarding meant voluntarily staying on this ravaged land, with no way back.
Lü Shu fiddled with the skull at his waist, like a bell.
"We..." he said softly, "didn’t leave."
...If you don’t leave, if you’re trapped here, how can we soar high and far?
Lin Yin and Luna had responsibilities to leave, but others would stay no matter what.
Noel Agnini, witnessing this, showed no surprise. Lü Shu staying was within Noel’s expectation.
However, in the next moment, Noel’s expression changed slightly.
"The snow was too heavy, it took a long time to get here." A familiar girl’s voice.
"Of course, I wouldn’t leave, would I work for you for a hundred years and sit on that unnecessary World Master’s seat?" A familiar young man’s voice.
A black-haired girl holding an Ice Sword, and a golden-eyed young man shimmering with flames.
They tore through the air from left and right, stepping inside the tree.
——They consumed some time passing through the Snow of the End, finally converging at this place.
The Cloud City God initially intended to bring Xiber, Dan Shuang, Sharina, and others but failed to reach them.
Yuanyuan, taking advantage of the world barrier’s thinness, used the Disciple Game as a springboard to divide part of her power as a Spiritual Dream-Maker to support this place.
They encircled Su Ming’an at the center, weapons aimed at Noel Agnini.
...Ah.
Truly working together.
Noel tilted his scythe, spreading his fingers.
"...Then come on." He said.
No surplus questions, and no last-minute persuasion.
Everyone is deeply aware of how firm their ideal is within their hearts, therefore they do not intend to rely on words to persuade the enemy.
Only death can bring the end.
Only victory can bring restful sleep.
White frost and snow cover the world, outside the tree it’s extremely cold, humanity is obliterated.
—That New Year’s Eve dinner, they probably didn’t expect that one day, sharing a plate of dumplings, they would face each other with swords. Noel didn’t like wasabi then, but his vinegar was snatched away by Lü Shu, later under Su Ming’an’s mediation, he changed Noel’s vinegar to one without chili.
Noel joked to himself, when he eats alone, no one fights him for a plate of vinegar.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"
Su Ming’an, Yuanyuan, Lü Shu, Cloud City God... all drew swords towards Noel Agnini.
Looking at the lineup, as the Master of the End of All Things gradually liberates, this is considered evenly matched. As the oldest High Dimensions being, all power is focused on destruction, even a First Level God cannot match.
But Su Ming’an’s "Symbiosis" skill and the World Tree added an unknown weight.
Noel lowered his head to glance at the five-petaled blue rose on the back of his hand.
He closed his eyes.
The scythe was full of countless flowers and ribbons.
"Come on."
"Prove your justice to me."
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Mizushima Kawa Sora also didn’t board the ship.
At that time she stood in the dungeon, Huajian Weilai was hysterically screaming:
"You soul-stealing bastard! Give me back Lord Aisudani! You... scoundrel who plunders others’ lives!"
The moment the Snow of the End fell, Huajian Weilai stopped screaming, staring blankly at the white snow outside the window.
Suddenly, she laughed wildly, embracing the iron bars of the dungeon, kissing them indulgently:
"Snow of the End! Snow that destroys everything!"
"Ha, hahaha! It’s finally ending! This world is finally doomed! Lord Kasadia, such joy!"
This "shitposter" who worships Kasadia, fell into complete madness.
At this time, from all around, Lin Yin’s voice sounded:
"—The Ark is about to set sail, please everyone immediately stop what they’re doing, depict or possess the concept of a strawberry crisp, prepare to board the ship."
"—The Ark is about to set sail, please everyone immediately stop what they’re doing, depict or possess the concept of a strawberry crisp, prepare to board the ship."
"Repeating, boarding time is three minutes, the Snow of the End falls quickly, overdue will not be waited for."
Mizushima Kawa Sora knew she should board the ship. In her pocket was a delicate strawberry crisp wood carving, just holding it she could leave this place.
Beside her ear, Bai Wuya’s voice sounded:
"He hasn’t left."
"He?" Mizushima Kawa Sora was stunned.
"The person you resent yet admire." Bai Wuya said.
"Where is he?"
"Under the World Tree."
"Why doesn’t he leave?"
"He doesn’t intend to leave, he seems to be searching for something."
"Searching for something?" Mizushima Kawa Sora raised her voice: "Can searching for something be worth one’s life?"
"Yeah." Bai Wuya puzzledly said: "What is he looking for that makes him risk his life? Can’t he board the ship and search slowly afterward?"
Mizushima Kawa Sora stared blankly at the wall.
This isn’t the expected boarding time, so she speculated, it must be because the Snow of the End came too fast, they have to board early, meaning energy isn’t sufficient. Su Ming’an is searching for something to gather the energy.
But this goes against common sense, given the Ark has set sail, why is Su Ming’an still searching for something to gather the energy?
...ah.
She quickly understood.
She quickly...understood.
"I...am standing in a time that is about to be buried." Her thoughts echoed.
"Quickly board the ship, my disciple. You have cultivated to the perfection of Wuya Sword Dao, soon you can ascend, in the new world, you may advance further." Bai Wuya said.
"Master, I am not leaving." Mizushima Kawa Sora said.
"Eh? You silly girl, this place is already covered by the End, soon it will become a white wasteland where nothing grows. What’s the point in forcibly staying here?" Bai Wuya asked.
"Sorry, Master, but I must stay here." Mizushima Kawa Sora clenched her fist.
If in the future, if her speculation is correct, then she will go towards a more perfect Ark with her Master.
She glanced at the insane Huajian Weilai, and tossed the strawberry crisp wood carving over.
"?" Huajian Weilai blinked, instinctively catching the wood carving.
"I’m giving you my ticket." Mizushima Kawa Sora turned indifferently.
Behind her, "Shitposter" was no longer laughing.
Mizushima Kawa Sora released the Sword Domain, venturing out into the frost and snow, sensing the rapidly dwindling spiritual energy. She knew she couldn’t withstand the Snow of the End for long.
But, in the final moments, she could still accomplish something.
She walked through the frosted snow, witnessing the harsh reality, the snow-covered landscape. She saw a couple holding hands tightly and saw a child melting into the snow.
——Su Ming’an was searching for something, seemingly a key. However, he was currently occupied by the enemy.
"A key... What kind of key?" Mizushima Kawa Sora moved with her sword, her spiritual sense spreading.
The snow grew colder, her breathing grew lighter. She knew her actions seemed foolish, choosing to stay despite the path to survival. But she wanted to gamble once. After all, even if the key was difficult to find, it would surely be easier now when everyone was dead.
To bet on that person, able to save everything.
"A key..."
Her spiritual sense suddenly paused.
On the snowy plains, she saw a key.
Beneath the snow, it was unrecognizable which city this was. All that could be seen was a golden key, firmly grasped in a hand.
Mizushima Kawa Sora descended, brushed away the frost and snow, and saw a young face smeared with makeup, long devoid of breath.
"This guy is called..." Mizushima Kawa Sora thought for a moment: "Shi... Ying?"
Mizushima Kawa Sora took the key, but the hand gripped it tightly. She had no choice but to sever the girl’s fingers to successfully take the key.
In the snow, a diary lay open:
...
[That guy Bai Qiu suddenly disappeared from the audience, bad, I failed to record in time, as the secretary, I failed.]
[No, I must find him.]
[...]
[Why is it snowing?]
[No, the leader’s order to protect things, I must protect them well...]
[(A large bloodstain covered the words)]
...
Leader?
Mizushima Kawa Sora recalled that the leader of the disciple game player Shi Ying seemed to be... Su Liujin?
Is it that simple-minded young man who gave Shi Ying this key?
The thing Su Ming’an was so persistent in finding, how could it be in Su Liujin’s hands? Su Liujin was merely a youth without the strength to truss a chicken...
"Hand it over."
A voice sounded behind her.
Mizushima Kawa Sora clutched the key, slowly turning her head.
A white-haired boy stood in thin clothing among the swirling snow. The Snow of the End touched the boy’s skin without inflicting any damage.
His golden eyes gazed at Mizushima Kawa Sora without any warmth, transparent jellyfish tentacles swaying with the wind.
"...Who are you?" Mizushima Kawa Sora’s voice trembled: "Ignoring death’s rules, even if devoured, you can revive, the world’s only surviving Lighthouse Jellyfish... I can’t comprehend your existence."
The boy flashed a smile unfamiliar to Mizushima Kawa Sora: "Who am I? Haven’t you all been trying to save me?"
"Save you?" Mizushima Kawa Sora frowned. She attempted to draw her sword, but the snow froze her hands.
The white-haired boy approached.
At that moment,
Mizushima Kawa Sora suddenly realized that the boy’s jellyfish tentacles were remarkably similar to the crystalline branches and leaves of the World Tree.
Transparent, smooth, like crystal.
"Yes." The white-haired boy whispered softly in her ear:
"Have you heard of the cycle of producers, consumers, and decomposers within the biosphere?"
"The very bottom of the food chain—from a certain perspective, also the highest level of the food chain. Even the most noble consumer is merely food for the decomposer."
"The Lighthouse Jellyfish may be prey to all, yet it turns into nutrients within all living things."
"The Law of Conservation of Energy is a rule of the universe, and Luowasha must adhere to it. Why should the Lighthouse Jellyfish be able to infinitely resurrect?"
——The Lighthouse Jellyfish must also follow the Law of Conservation of Energy.
Its energy to infinitely resurrect doesn’t come from its small body, but from...
"I am."
The boy’s voice was soft and smiling:
"——’the world’."
"Countless creatures that have eaten me, upon their death are broken down into soil, so the soil beneath your feet is also part of me."
"Countless plants that have eaten me, through photosynthesis, exhale oxygen, so the air you breathe is also part of me."
"Countless celestial beings that have eaten me, upon their death, their remains turned into clouds, so the clouds above you are also part of me."
"——All creatures that have ever eaten me, through the normal and universal biological cycle, via regurgitation, decomposition, production, emissions, unknowingly use a part of ’me’ to brew this world."
"The Lighthouse Jellyfish seems to be just a small jellyfish."
"But in reality, the entire world is me."
Mizushima Kawa Sora’s pupils contracted.
She realized that the mountains, rivers, seas, clouds, frost, and snow were the natural sceneries of the world, but what if this entire world was a living organism?
——They had never considered the possibility that the world was not inanimate.
Suppose this soil was the skin and flesh of that creature. Suppose the streams were the blood vessels of that creature.
Suppose the infinite resurrection power of the Lighthouse Jellyfish didn’t stem from that tiny jellyfish but came from the entire world...
He was this world... itself...!
"To make it more convenient, you may also call my race by another name." The boy took the key from Mizushima Kawa Sora’s hand, revealing his white teeth.
Mizushima Kawa Sora raised her eyelids, her heart pounding.
...
"——’Luowasha’."
...
"!" Little Liujin suddenly shivered.
"What’s wrong?" Su Ming’an noticed his reaction.
"I have a terrible feeling..." Little Liujin murmured softly: "Have you ever thought, what if in the end you find out that your original self isn’t the person you thought you were...what would you do?"
"...I’ll deal with it when the time comes." Su Ming’an said directly.
He too feared, feared that he was an organ of the universe, rather than a mere human. But with the future undecided, he was not hesitant.
"I have forgotten many things, but I remember I must return here." Little Liujin said slowly: "My wish is to sever Luowasha’s deeply ingrained food chain...but I don’t know why I harbor such a wish. Did the food chain cause confusion in my past? Or do I dislike my past self?"
"An Emperor is an Emperor; an Emperor need not hesitate for himself." Su Ming’an said.
Su Ming’an’s words reassured the Jellyfish Emperor; Little Liujin quickly regained his spirits: "That’s right... Only by defeating the villain can truth be revealed... Come! I’ll keep rolling the dice for you!"
Su Ming’an looked up, and once more, focused on the battle.
——After "Symbiosis," he, Lü Shu, Yuanyuan, and the God of Yun Shang City, were completely transformed.
The corrosive black mist of the end eroded their flesh, the eternal flower leaves pierced their bones, Su Ming’an shared the power of the tentacles with them, thus everyone was dragging blood-dripping tentacles.
They were covered in tentacles, with wounds all over.
No longer did they laugh as before, no longer were they as they initially were.
Their enemies—the Divine Envoys of the End and Eternity were likewise scarred and on the brink of exhaustion.
"Clang——!"
The sound of a scythe hitting the ground.
Noel Agnini spat a mouthful of blood, supporting himself with the scythe like a mountain about to collapse.
His chest was stained red with blood, his limbs, flesh, and bones seemed barely connected.
"Noel, repent."
Lü Shu couldn’t hold back and spoke the first word to Noel.
Heh...
Noel laughed, gazing at the gentle falling snow outside the trees. For a moment, he thought of the crystal piano music box that he had personally shattered.
In the depths of his buried memories, countless images flashed across his mind, numerous wrong forks flashed across his eyes, and in a trance, he saw hundreds of yellow woods.
He closed his eyes, burying those scenes away, leaving only silence under the gaze of high dimensions.
"I did not err."
He said:
"How could there be repentance?"
...
...
[He must kill me, yet I, though without hope, will argue my ways before him.]
[This will be my salvation, for an unholy person will not come before him.]
[Listen carefully to my words, let my arguments enter your ears.]
[I have stated my case, knowing I am righteous.]
[——Job 13:15-18 from the Old Testament Bible]
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