-What to talk about?
-He is introducing the corner bakery to 21. His typing is indeed much slower than before, but he keeps typing.
An Yu pursed his lips slightly, and after a long time, told 716 not to go to 21 for the time being, and let 21 accompany the commander for a while, and then put away the terminal.
He raised his head, took a step forward, stepped on the edge of the ravine, and glanced down.
Behind him is the wilderness of District 14. District 14 is the largest Bai City. Not only does it house millions of residents in the center of Bai City, it is also surrounded by the largest cultivated fields that humans currently rely on for survival. But now, the cultivated fields were deserted overnight, the rice fell, and the high mountain behind the fields was split from the middle. Countless black crows were hovering in the dark ravines.
Weird eyes are spread all over the crow's spine and wings, opening and closing at random as the crows flap their wings. Endless cunning eyes stare at the sky from the abyss of the canyon.
As the night fell, gentle chanting sounds suddenly sounded from the canyon, as if Sanskrit sounds echoed in District 14. The crows flew quietly in the air and formed a huge black vortex. The vortex gradually came from the depths of the canyon to the land and grew stronger.
In the earphones, Bo Wei, who was fighting in the residential area, panted slightly: "It's started again, people are starting to take the initiative to die."
An Yu took a step forward and saw the smiling poet in the middle of the dark vortex of crows.
His eyes were no different from the first time we met in the main city. He was still wearing an elegant and gorgeous shirt. He had thrown away his wheelchair. His slender figure stood in the gaze of thousands of eyes. His smile was gentle and he had an innate bewitchment. force.
The book An Yu held in his arms trembled slightly.
[He once deprived low-dimensional creatures of their intelligence to obtain sacrifices, and then he gained omniscience. Eye inherited this part, so he has always had an intoxicating charm, and people will unconsciously go crazy for him. 】
The light and elegant prayers blended with the croaking crows all over the sky. An Yu gradually frowned and flexed his fingers irritably.
He heard moans coming from the bottom of the valley and ravine.
——Those self-destructive humans were thrown into the bottom of the valley by crows, pecked out their eyes, and squirmed on the ground until they grew black wings, turned into crows, and were re-engaged in the vortex. The poet looked up at the new friends surrounding him and sang to them tenderly. Black lines gradually grew in those strange eyeballs and merged into the poet's back. The darkness in the sky was suppressed, and only his blood-red eyes became brighter and brighter.
After an unknown amount of time, the blessings stopped, but the vortex was still lingering, and the endless black thread gathered behind the poet. He walked through the vortex with a smile and walked towards An Yu.
When he came to An Yu, the poet tore his shirt to pieces and turned his back.
On his back, extending from the back of his neck to his waist, there was a strange red eye growing vertically, staring blankly at An Yu.
Those are Zhan Xue's eyes.
The crow wind rolled up the poet's long hair and fluttered messily, brushing the strange red eye. The poet turned back to An Yu and said warmly: "Long time no see, An Yu. And Dian, you came faster than I thought." "
An Yu stared at him, "What are you praying for?"
The black vortex slowly dispersed, and a group of crows flew behind the poet, tied by the black lines growing from the eyes behind his back. He unfolded an old manuscript he took out from the church and said: "I pray that this world will move towards the integration of all things, that the sky will collapse, the ocean will be sealed with wax, the swamp will swallow everything, and the earth will crack into an abyss. This is the only way I can save this world. Way."
An Yu frowned, "This is not a blessing, but a curse."
"I have always been able to see something. When you first arrived, I saw vitality in you. I guided you to awaken your abilities and become stronger step by step. I thought I could use you to save the world. But as my sight When it became clear, I saw that the end of this road is still death. Qin Zhilu is a disaster that humans cannot resolve. He will eventually push the world he thinks he protects into the abyss."
An Yu paused, "So you jumped off the top of the church."
"That was my desperate night." The poet's eyes revealed sad compassion. "That night I completely saw the death of the world, and I saw that I would become a part of the disaster. I thought that my death was already my death. A final effort for humanity.”
An Yu was speechless and turned his gaze to the crows behind him.
Those black-haired beasts were challenging his patience.
In other words, it challenges the patience of the order body.
His fingers hanging by his side flexed unconsciously again, and he was enduring.
An Yu looked away and asked quietly: "Then why didn't you commit suicide a second time?"
"Because I woke up and we were all wrong."
"wrong?"
"Perhaps we shouldn't have prevented chaos from happening in the first place."
"This world originally emerged from chaos, and it was chaos that gave birth to order. Only when the law is completely out of control, chaos completely descends, and the world goes to heat death, will a new world be born and a new order awaken .”
The poet lowered his eyes and caressed the spine of the book with his fingers. An Yu finally saw the cover of the book clearly. The poet used it to record the wishes made by people in the church, to write down condolences for the deceased and prayers for those who came. .
"I have brought so many illusions to people, but it was not until I woke up that I realized that it is our destiny to discard the old and create the new."
He raised his head, opened his arms, and laughed loudly toward the sky in the gusts of crow wind: "We will die together, wouldn't we?"
A calm and decisive voice answered him.
"not good."
The next moment, the space shattered and deformed violently, and the black crows were folded and gathered one after another, and then exploded and died in the narrowing of the space.
Pain filled the poet's face, but he still managed to smile. His body was shaking, and the eye on his back began to burst, and hot blood flowed out.
An Yu heard Dian's voice in his head.
【Kill him. 】
An Yu paused slightly.
——Don’t you have anything to say to him?
[After we reunite, he will naturally listen to my voice. 】
——Reunion?
[Zhan Xue is His omniscience. Omniscient only has wisdom and has no ability to defend himself. She foresaw that she was about to be executed by the Black Tower, so she dug out the distorted first eye, embedded it in an old handbook, and seduced a crow passing by the window to take it away. So Yan and I were originally together, but we got separated by chance. 】
[Eye's cognition is very limited, because he inherited blessings, curses and bewitchments. And I am the vision that spans endless time and space, and the container that restrains and contains him. 】
[I am destined to imprison and restrain him, and he is destined to succumb to my knowledge. This is our destiny. 】
[An Yu, don’t be merciful. For the perfect perspective, for the final fusion, kill him. 】
"No mercy."
An Yu gently raised his eyes, his emotionless golden eyes falling on the face of the poet who was kneeling slowly in pain.
"You are right, the fragments are not equal. Order is closer to His true nature. For you, there is only gaze and judgment."
"The Order does not appreciate the knowledge that creates cholera."
"And I." An Yu whispered: "I have warned him a long time ago not to say to me that the sir is bad luck. If the sir is bad luck, then I must have greater bad luck - at least , will become his bad luck.”
As soon as the words fell, the endless black crows were captured together into the space cage. The black vortex was shattered, and the cage continued to twist and shrink, like a cruel massacre. Those things exploded and dissipated until the last crow died, and the poet's back cracked, and an eyeball Rolled to the ground.
An Yu stepped forward, opened the book in his arms, and gently buttoned it up.
Then he lowered his eyes and glanced at the poet lying at his feet.
Looking up to the sky with his eyes in a pool of blood, he let out a desperate laugh.
"Didn't Dian tell you? If we merge with you, we will all perish."
"If you want to welcome the awakening of gods, you will lose your followers forever. If you give up, he will eventually become the thing you hate the most."
"So, Qin Zhilu has indeed endured the greatest sorrow in this world - he will never be able to obtain redemption."
"Shut up."
The golden eyes stood upright, condensing into a thin line, and they were so tight that they were about to break.
An Yu stared coldly into the poet's dimming eyes, "You just need to tell me how to completely wake up the things in my body."
"Golden gears." The poet looked at the sky and murmured: "The periphery of the red light has been wrapped by five golden gears, but chaos is still ready to start. There is still a central gear that has not appeared, and that is the key to making all the gears work together."
His voice gradually broke and disappeared into the sound of the sudden howling wind and snow.
An Yu's pupils and heart condensed, and the wind and snow stopped for an instant.
The poet looked at the frozen wind and snow in the sky, and was stunned for a moment. He slowly looked at An Yu and murmured: "You can actually control these broken time and space at will..."
An Yu only glanced at him coldly, "What is the central gear?"
"He will eventually return to higher dimensions..." The poet's voice finally disappeared word by word, "He will come and go freely in endless time and space."
The poet died with his eyes closed. Although Zhan Xue's cunning eyes have been contained in books, his own eyes have been staring at the sky, as if he wanted to see the final outcome of this world with his own eyes.
When An Yu put the fused book into his arms again, he vaguely heard the poet's voice flashing through his mind, although it was only one sentence.
[An Yu, I hope you and Dian did not make a mistake in your bet. 】
He lowered his eyes and let the wind and snow fall again, covering the disaster that befell District 14.
——It turns out that you can also lie to others.
Dian's voice sounded.
[Sorry, An Yu. After the fusion, the fragments cease to exist and all three of us will indeed perish. 】
——Can’t you be separated from His fragments?
[We were all once parasitic shells of fragments. If we have been parasitic for a long time, that part of ourselves will be squeezed into a very small size, making it difficult to separate, and we are destined to be destroyed together. 】
——Then why wouldn’t I?
[Because you were originally an empty shell, and your human will grew later to stand side by side with Him. You are just the opposite of us. As we are swallowed up by Him, you are gradually separated from Him. And He will rise whole from you and then leave. As I said, when a human being falls down and gets up, he will walk away directly and will not look back and step on the ants one more time. 】
An Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
His human will did grow later, from Ling Qiu, Chief, Xide, Putao, Bo and Dian. There are even Yan Xi, Billy, Xu Shanshan...
【Let's go back. Face fate. 】
"But the commander said that you can't be pushed forward step by step by fate."
[Yes, but he must also tell you that facing fate is not to accept it, but to——]
“It’s about telling it where we want to go.”
An Yu raised his eyes to look at the dark valley at his feet, and the light in his somewhat scattered golden eyes gradually condensed.
The emergency notification from the Black Tower suddenly popped up from the terminal.
"The dome has been broken, and the abnormal tide is approaching the main city!"
"The entire city is about to cut off energy and communications. Please maintain silence as much as possible!"
"Qin Zhilu's mental strength dropped to 20!"
"Update - Qin Zhilu's mental strength is 10!"
An Yu answered the call from Dingfeng.
"Come back, Corner." Ding Ding said solemnly: "Only you can kill Qin Zhilu."
An Yu squeezed the terminal tightly and responded.
