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When Zheng Xiu held her hand hard and wanted to take her back, she was ecstatic. She couldn't help it. She had never been like this in her life. She wanted to be selfish, want to be wanton, and wanted to abandon everything. Holding the hand of his sweetheart, he turned around and fled from this place, fleeing to a paradise where no one knew the two of them. Just like the Sun Cicada Valley in the world in the painting back then, they men farmed and women weaved, cuddling in the dusk, sitting quietly on the pavilion, quietly Watch the clouds roll and relax, smile and wait for the flowers to bloom on the street.
ah……
"What a joyful life this must be."
Feng Bei smiled and rubbed the corners of his eyes.
But the moment Zheng Xiu held her hand, Feng Bei understood something completely.
She felt nothing.
She couldn't feel the temperature of Zheng Xiu's palms or feel the pulse of his palms like she did back then.
The moment the two came into contact, Feng Bei hurt Zheng Xiu.
it's over.
The shadow of a pink little bat followed Feng Bei like a shadow.
The little bat was not as chattering and noisy as usual. When Feng Bei crossed the "high wall", the little bat was uncharacteristically, staring at Feng Bei's lonely back with two eyes unblinking, watching quietly. Holding everything.
At this moment, she was as quiet as a "recorder".
Recording all this.
When Fengbei crosses the high wall.
There was no sound in my ears.
Zheng Xiu's shocked expression when one side of his body was "deleted" was still fixed in her mind.
"If it were him, he would definitely understand Feng Bei."
"Definitely,"
"Definitely."
Feng Bei walked forward.
In front of her was an endless, white space.
"No,"
After a moment, she shook her head. The scenery here is not "white", but empty. Pure, extreme, quiet, pure "nothingness" creates this strange space.
There was no sky, no earth. Feng Bei lowered her head and looked at her feet. There was nothing under her feet, no shadow, no reality. She took two steps, and circles of ripples like flowing light swayed from her feet. Enclosed as far as the eye can see.
The end...
Suddenly, ripples rippled, and at the intersection point of the extension, there was a small "black spot". In the ultimate "nothing", the sudden "there" is so eye-catching. What makes Feng Bei strange is that when she first stepped into this place, there was nothing in her field of vision. The black spot seemed to appear out of thin air, without warning, but without any sense of violation. Even when Feng Bei noticed the existence of the "black spot", the "black spot" already existed, as if it should be like this.
Feng Bei's eyes narrowed and she took a deep breath. She slowly took off her gloves. A stream of light composed of two strange characters "1" and "0" flowed silently in her palm.
She began to move closer to the "black spot" step by step, and it seemed that a voice told her that her ending, her end, her origin, and her destiny were there.
There, she can find everything, know everything, understand everything, and end everything.
The phantom of the bat followed Feng Bei like a shadow, motionless at first, but when she saw Feng Bei getting closer to the black spot, her round eyes were vividly filled with a mixture of reluctance and hesitation. , three points of heartache, and one part of deeply hidden weakness. She tried to stretch out her small wings to stop Feng Bei, but the wings fell into the air and froze there. They slapped her head hard, rubbing, pinching, and grabbing the bunches of curls that she had once been full of energy. The hair makes it so messy.
"What are you thinking about!"
"Isn't this something we have known from the beginning!"
"This is the 'only choice' after countless calculations and deductions!"
The former "Lord of Nightmares" was now like a pendant-like bat shadow, rarely showing signs of restlessness in a corner that Feng Bei couldn't see. She seemed to want to stop all of this, but it was obvious that she was the one who made it happen.
But was she really responsible for all this?
The Lord of Nightmares was slightly startled, then she flapped her wings and followed.
From a distance, it is just a "black spot". As Feng Bei gets closer, it becomes more and more shocking.
It turned out to be a tightly knitted "chaos". Countless dark "long hairs" were mixed into filthy balls, spreading out like a peacock spreading its tail, filling Feng Bei's field of vision.
The pure white void space becomes darker and more desperate as Feng Bei approaches.
The filth like "hair" extended to all directions and disappeared into the void.
Feng Bei held her breath. She should have accepted everything and understood everything. But for some reason, as she got closer to the "center", her heartbeat began to beat unsatisfactorily. She could no longer tell whether she was afraid or uneasy. , or...excited?
She couldn't tell clearly, but she clenched her fists. Feng Bei knew very well that only by walking there could everything end.
Here is the "source" of filth.
It is the Black Origin Sea, the "catastrophe", and the source of all tragedies.
At the same time, it is also the end of all tragedies.
The "hair"-like thing invaded the Source Sea from here, causing this "Twilight of the Gods".
As Feng Bei went deeper, jet-black hair rushed toward Feng Bei like a monster's tentacles.
Feng Bei's expression changed and he was about to take action. But the next second, what surprised her was that the black hair did not hurt her, but avoided Feng Bei's hand and carefully surrounded Feng Bei. Feng Bei stared at this scene blankly. At first, she thought that even the "source" was afraid of the "deletion" she controlled. But then, Feng Bei discovered that it was not the case. The twisted and curled hair was like gentle palms, slowly approaching Feng Bei, revealing a strange "close" emotion.
The "hair" slowly went around Feng Bei's terrifying palms, and gently touched Feng Bei's cold face, wiping it gently.
That strand of hair wiped away a tear that Feng Bei had no time to wipe away.
Feng Bei was stunned for a moment, then laughed to himself and continued to move forward.
Going deeper, the jet-black hair has become as thick as a vast ocean, spinning like a whirlpool and coveting like a living creature.
finally.
I do not know how long it has been.
There was no light in Feng Bei's eyes. Her vision was completely covered by black hair. It was like she was immersed in a rich black ocean and bathed in filth.
"ah……"
Feng Bei finally arrived here, and she said "ah" in surprise. Here, she finally saw the "source", but the true face of the "source" was difficult for Feng Bei to accept. From the moment she understood "fate", she vaguely knew that she would arrive here one day, and she had imagined countless times what she would encounter here.
Ferocious-looking monsters, terrifying abyss, purgatory filled with corpses, boundless seas of fire, and polar glaciers. She has traveled through many worlds on the verge of destruction, and has also seen many scenes that can be called "hell". She used her own knowledge to... To imagine the horror of "here".
The source of "filth", all "hair", the "center" where Feng Bei arrived, sat...
people!
A man wearing tattered robes, with a shriveled and cracked body, who had been sitting here for an unknown amount of time, and was almost weathered... a man!
For a moment, the strong contrast between imagination and reality made Feng Bei hold his breath, not knowing what to do next. The "hair" as thick as the abyss and sea of suffering also twisted and moved when Feng Bei arrived here. There was a momentary pause in his movements.
At this moment, Feng Bei couldn't help but have an illusion. It was like time, her past, her present, and her future were frozen at this moment.
"Hi."
Click.
The terrifying existence sitting in the center of filth, with His hair polluting the four quadrants, slowly raised its head. He hadn't moved for an unknown amount of time. When he slowly raised his head, it was like the ancient machinery was re-starting, and the stuck gears were turning again, making a strange sound.
"He" lowered his head. When he raised his head, he revealed a fair and delicate face that surprised Feng Bei.
His appearance was just like that of an ordinary person. What Feng Bei couldn't take away from him at a glance was that his eyes were as black as ink and as clear as a pool. What was incompatible with his decaying body was "him" who raised his head and looked at Feng Bei. He actually has a pair of bright black eyes.
Is a young "man".
Feng Bei raised his hand.
She raised her right hand, which was wrapped with deep black light.
She was born for this moment.
She is "delete".
She was destined to exist in order to remove the source of this filth.
When her destiny is fulfilled, she no longer has any meaning in existence.
She will also "delete" it along with it.
This is... "fate".
Feng Bei's hand came closer to the man little by little. The man seemed to have no intention of resisting at all. He smiled and looked at Feng Bei's ominous palm, which was enough to annihilate everything and delete all "rules". As Feng Bei's hand came closer, a look of relief appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. He looked at Feng Bei's face without blinking, revealing a human-like, kind gaze.
The source of filth, the immortal existence, the strange man, whispered in a low tone, like an ancient babble, with a hoarse voice:
"All rivers eventually merge into the ocean,"
"All flowers will eventually wither,"
"All ice and snow will eventually melt,"
"All ronin have their place in the end,"
"Every story has an ending."
The man smiled and opened his arms to welcome his "death":
"Congratulations, you passed the level."
