The final value is reflected here?
Sheyu felt ridiculous, but also felt calm that he had finally arrived.
Things have developed to this point, which has far exceeded the upper limit of what she can do, and the results obtained after repeated struggles are no more than this.
She was just wrapped in the dust, mist, and sandstorm, just like she was in the turbulent flow of fate, drifting with the current until she was drowned.
But in fact, her fate has been controlled by others from beginning to end: the temporary protective shield set by Gong Qi outside her body determines the length of her last period of life.
The protective shield is strong, and even under the impact of the fragments of the chaotic realm, it only wears away slowly, trying to buy as much time as possible for Gong Qi to escape; at the same time, it is sensitive and is closely connected with the spiritual structure of Snake Language. , when the defensive shield is broken, it will inevitably destroy Snake Whisper along with it.
Gong Qi believed that there was an unknown connection between Snake Language and Ronan, so he in turn used Snake Language to mislead Ronan's tracking direction.
Of course Ronan might not be fooled, but as long as he can make him hesitate, it would be good to have a little more time.
She Yu understood Gong Qi's plan, but it didn't matter. She just waited quietly, and the legendary memories and regrets before her death did not appear. She was already so weak that she couldn't even carry her memory.
Thoughts and emotions flowed endlessly, and even Snakeyu himself didn't know what his thoughts and mood would be at the next moment.
She thought that her life like a candle would disappear without a trace in this state, but at this moment, Ronan's face inexplicably appeared in her heart:
The relief sculpture of a human face spliced together by fragments of the domain, rendered by the chaos of thoughts and emotions, transformed into a demon burning in flames in the vast space of time and space, with a twisted and ferocious body and bizarre colors, but in the end all The elements are all settled in the pair of deep eyes that have never changed from beginning to end, and are slowly clarified.
Sheyu didn't know why she allowed this face to occupy all her mind in the last moments of her life. Perhaps even this little bit of autonomy was given away unknowingly.
Sheyu gave up everything, letting time wrap around her, moving forward indifferently, gradually changing from order to disorder in accordance with the most fundamental laws of the universe.
The protective shield began to disintegrate, and the structure of the spiritual body was also implicated, collapsing from the most fundamental level. Perhaps as long as time flows one more frame, the carrier called "Snake Language" will completely disintegrate and die from the material world.
But even in this situation, Ronan, the demon god that circled and gathered in her heart, still existed and existed firmly, not affected by any changes.
Isn't it an artifact of my mind?
Is it imperishable?
Does it exist independently of me?
Or is it that at this moment, when I am about to collapse and be destroyed, there is still a corner of support deep in my consciousness?
Ronan, no, that demon god, is always paying attention to me and exerting some power on my side?
If so, if so...
Do I still have a chance? Is there any chance of survival?
Snake Yu's already stagnant thinking suddenly came to life. Just like the tears of a burnt-out candle, a spark in the ashes of a fire, struggling not to be extinguished, just for the endless love for life that is hidden deep in the embers and has never been wiped away. eager.
Here, Sheyu suddenly realized that she was unwilling to give up after all. She still wanted to live, and she still wanted to live! Not willing to give up even a tiny bit of possibility, a glimmer of hope.
She can no longer survive with her own strength, so just beg and beg, even if it is humble and ugly, as long as she lives, that's all!
So, thoughts that are about to collapse are burned in this way:
"Save me... Sir, please save me!
“I’m willing to give everything, everything.
"I'm willing to bear anything, everything.
“I just want to rest in your shadow and have a place to kneel and worship at your feet.
“I have only this humble request, to worship you as the master of my life and to submit to your decision.
"Save me, save me!"
The protective shield collapsed silently, and the chaotic force of the dust, mist, and sandstorm penetrated. The structure of the spiritual body was like a sandcastle under the tide, instantly changed beyond recognition.
The snake language had no power to resist, and its consciousness suddenly became dim. But at this moment of annihilation, the clear thought that remained until the end was still:
"help me!"
This thought flickers, trembles, rises and falls, and may be extinguished and lost at any moment. But in the end, it still survived, and it really continued to be fueled, regaining its brightness little by little.
Sheyu woke up, and the fire of her soul supported her consciousness. She retrieved the fragments of memory bit by bit and spliced them into a thread of thinking. Then she discovered that at this moment she was hanging on a thin thread whose reality was unclear, hanging alone in nothingness.
Soon, bright and hot light splashed down, attracting her to look up.
Above, there is a densely intertwined, complex network of vertical and horizontal dimensions, like a spider web, hundreds of times more complicated. At the core of the spider web, there is a blazing sun. It is so dazzling that it is difficult to look directly at it. Even the red light spitting out at the edge covers the entire spider web structure.
At this time, the "thin threads" decorated with snake language were hanging down from the spider web structure, directly connected with the spider web, and pulling her closer to the spider web.
During this process, the sound of "crash" was heard endlessly. Some are extremely far and come from the spider web structure of the upper core; some are extremely close and are the "threads" that pull her.
This filament was originally a delicate and strong chain, penetrating directly into her mind and locking her tightly, leaving no room for anything.
As a spellcaster with an orthodox background in the shrine, Snake Language quickly understood that her mind was sinking into a very symbolic space of consciousness, clarifying her own belonging and realizing the fundamental impact she received in the "Devil God Ronan" system. Temperance and corresponding status…
In other words, she is still there, still alive!
Sheyu laughed. She didn't care about the chains that bound her mind, the cobwebs and the sun that were getting closer and closer, or the unpredictable fate that awaited her. She just indulged herself and was happy in this space of consciousness. laughing out loud.
The surging emotions are burning, but now she has the qualifications and the capital to waste and vent as much as she wants, unless the demon who dominates her life orders a stop.
Ronan didn't stop her, and Snake Whisper finally laughed enough, and got closer and closer to the group of Sun Wheel Spider Webs.
The closer you get, the more complex and sophisticated the spider web structure you can see, with more connected nodes. She felt lonely before, just in the outermost area, far from the center.
In fact, in this peripheral area, in addition to the line she was on, there was also a chain hanging down from the spider web, which just crossed her line and was thrown into the depths of the void, connecting to who knows where and who.
Compared to her side, the chain was much thicker, and there was thick blood flowing on it, surging forward and backward. At the most intense moment, it was like a fire.
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