prynovel Chapter 1650 The Final Chapter IV "The Guiding Lighthouse in the OE Universe (6)"
Chapter 1650 The Final Chapter IV "The Guiding Lighthouse in the OE Universe (6)"
Chapter 1650 The Endgame Part 4: "OE: The Guiding Lighthouse in the Universe (6)"
"—Did you enjoy the surprise I prepared for you?"
……
嗒。
The chess piece is placed.
The shadowy figure who had been "missing for a long time" has reappeared under observation.
— Su Ming'an has done everything perfectly, there's no room for him to make a difference. Now that Su Ming'an has saved the world, it's his turn to save Su Ming'an.
"Buzz—!!!"
The entire pure white core space emitted a mournful cry, and white data chains representing order and command materialized from the void, instantly locking onto the "Eighth Seat".
Subsequently, Xinghuo, Ming, the eleventh seat, and Yueyue—four forces touching the very essence of the rules—enveloped Xiaona, the "brain" of the world game, from four dimensions.
"(Damn it.)" Aierya cursed Zhai Xing and quickly backed away. He never expected that such a big show would unfold today; it was too exciting.
The god of life, the master of thought and faith, ?, the psychic dream messenger… one after another, they attacked my brain! They're practically courting death!
They have been bound for too long, subservient to this cosmic organ, to the point that they have gradually forgotten how to resist.
……
the other side.
Three unexpected figures appeared in the dimensional gap.
A young man in a khaki trench coat, a white-haired, blue-eyed magician boy, and a man dressed as a doctor.
—Su Lin, Bei Wang, Yi Song.
“…This is it.” Bei Wang’s eyes turned completely icy, like ethereal clouds.
Years ago, when Su Lin learned that Su Ming'an was determined to die, he immediately contacted Yueyue, and Bei Wang and Yi Song quickly joined in.
Su Lin spent a long time creating the "Crystal Lighthouse," using his soul authority to shape an object capable of preserving remnants of the soul.
Yueyue provides dreams as a bridge to help the four communicate.
Through Yueyue's dream, Yi Song secretly contacted the demon mother goddess Isabelle, who was far away in Rovasa. He learned that since Rovasa and Zhai Xing parted ways, Isabelle had also left Rovasa. Isabelle was very interested in the "cosmic organ" and was eyeing the World Game covetously.
Whether out of old friendship or for personal gain, Isabelle agreed to Yisong's request.
—They are about to do something big.
If the World Game is not eliminated, it will forever follow in Zhai Xing's footsteps, and many mysteries remain regarding the so-called "Supreme Lord" and "Lord of Dreams." Moreover, if Su Ming'an is to survive, the only opportunity lies within the World Game itself.
This idea was incredibly audacious; they didn't actually hold out much hope. Even Su Lin stated that he would only be responsible for preserving Su Ming'an's remnant soul and wouldn't interfere with anything else. However, one day, a completely unexpected person appeared in Yueyue's dream—
It was a smiling, pure white figure.
……
"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."
"At the crucial moment of your attack, Huimo and I will launch a surprise attack to lend you a helping hand."
The young man with black hair and black eyes, dressed in a white suit, revealed a sunny smile that was completely different from Su Ming'an's.
……
—These companions have really laid a deep plan.
……
Taking advantage of the commotion caused by Isabelle and the "Eighth Seat," the three of them, guided by Yueyue's dream, arrived at this place with Beiwang leading the way, Su Lin acting as the navigator, and Yi Song contacting the Mother Goddess.
Although the situation on the other side could not be seen, the shockwaves from the attack by the four high-dimensional beings were enormous, tearing open turbulent rifts, stirring up the data light bands into chaotic turbulence, and scattering fragments of rules like shattered mirrors.
"go!"
Su Lin let out a low shout and rushed into the largest crevice first, followed closely by Yi Song, who looked north towards the rear of the palace.
"Om-!"
Bei Wang raised an ice-blue staff, its radiance enveloping the three of them and blocking the aftershocks of the battle in the distance.
—It was as if they had stumbled into a crazy and beautiful viscera made of concepts and information.
On both sides are silhouettes of the rise and fall of countless civilizations, like rapidly turning pages of a book. The colorful energy pools churn with the joys and sorrows of billions of participants, as if running among the primitive murals of ancient Greece, smelling the breath of ancient history.
The mural is a microcosm of countless World Games...
Some people followed the steps perfectly and completed the game, thus preserving the entire civilization.
Some win in the end and lift the trophy, only to be destroyed by the desires of the rest of humanity.
Some people died tragically along the way, with millions of lives lost in the process.
Some saw through the surface fog of the world's game, only to be ultimately destroyed by greed and the rules...
They walked through a long corridor that resembled a spider web, with countless silver threads weaving through the void, forming the laws of each instance world, as if countless threads of cause and effect were intricately intertwined.
They walked through a garden with forked paths, surrounded by trees that resembled crystal corals. Their intertwined branches represented the development of a timeline, the leaves depicted ever-changing futures, and the broken leaves symbolized the ever-shattering possibilities.
It's like swimming upstream in the veins of a giant beast; every step is fraught with danger.
The light membrane that Bei Wang had erected fluctuated violently under the impact. As his divine power was rapidly depleted, his face gradually turned pale, and his eyelids drooped, as if he was about to faint.
"Don't fall asleep, at a time like this," Yi Song reminded him, holding his hand.
“...No, it won’t.” Bei Wang said haltingly.
This wasn't because he couldn't speak fluently, but because the impact made it impossible for him to utter complete sentences.
"Most of the time... I'm asleep..."
"But, at a time like this... when we save him..."
"I……"
"Never again..."
"Asleep..."
Externally, Isabel's roar collided with the impact of multiple higher dimensions, creating massive ripples that continuously vibrated the cosmic organs, emitting deafening explosions.
"We're almost there!" Yi Song shouted.
"It's right ahead... the core interface!"
The three broke through the last chaotic energy turbulence, and the scene before them suddenly opened up—
The tranquil lake, like a giant sapphire, is set in the endless depths. The lake water is crystal clear and unfathomable, reflecting countless slowly rotating stars.
In the center of the lake stands a huge, beautiful, pure white door that radiates a warm glow. The door is undecorated, yet it seems to be engraved with the beauty of all things.
In front of the door is a small platform.
On the platform, an ancient incense burner stands, wisps of smoke rising, carrying a soothing and tranquil atmosphere. Beside the burner stand two stone angels, their eyes closed and heads bowed, wings outstretched, holding crosses burning with pure flames. At the angels' feet lies a statue of a white lamb, its eyes gentle and pure.
This place is primitive and sacred, standing in stark contrast to the bizarre and fantastical world outside, as if it were the only place in the cold body that retains the sanctuary of redemption.
—This is the very heart of the world's game world. It was here that Xiao Na stepped out through the pristine white doors and met Su Ming'an.
The moment the three stepped in, the rules of the entire sacred space suddenly became extremely repulsive, binding their movements like a quagmire. The stone angels abruptly opened their eyes, coldly staring at the intruders. Even the seemingly pitiful and docile goat's eyes instantly turned crimson and icy.
"Intruders."
"Intruders."
"Execute."
Their intrusion into this place immediately activated the instinctive defense mechanisms of their cosmic organs.
"These may appear to be real scenes, but they are actually destructive rules," Yi Song quickly warned. "If you are struck by these angels, it's equivalent to being touched by the world game's annihilation rule—you will die!"
"I'll take over. You all leave." Su Lin, who had been holding back his strength, swung his sword with one hand, and with a crisp sound, he cut the attacking angel in half at the waist!
Having exhausted themselves looking north, Yi Song acted as a communicator with the Mother Goddess. Having reached this point, the two no longer needed to follow.
"Can you do it?" Yi Song shouted.
"Yes." The gods of Cloud City never showed weakness. A full century of cultivation had transformed Bei Wang from a human into a god. As for Su Lin, who was already a god, no one knew the extent of his power, nor what he had gained on his journey through the universe.
There are too many things he can't hold onto, but today is different.
"boom--!"
Flames erupted from his body, like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting. A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and the intense light instantly filled the entire sacred space. He held a sword in one hand, and his slender figure in the golden light was like a blazing sun descending upon this place.
"laugh--!"
Raise your sword, swing your sword!
With a soft sizzle like a hot knife cutting through butter, from the point of contact, the angel's body, like a piece of burning paper, swiftly turned to ashes. The sword's momentum didn't cease; golden flames, like a living tidal wave, instantly ignited the tranquil lake. The lake water boiled and vaporized violently like hot oil, rising in a cloud of golden mist!
For a moment, the three of them seemed to be in a golden frenzy.
Su Lin wants to burn this lake!
The flames even reached the crouching lamb, coiling around its body and turning it into a twisted, burning golden torch. Only coldness met its gaze from the crimson eyes.
"Shh!"
With a flick of his wrist, Su Lin sent the flaming greatsword flying like a golden meteor, instantly piercing through another angel in the distance who had just raised a cross, pinning it in mid-air, its pure white wings burning fiercely like kindling!
Flames engulf the sky!
The angel writhed and howled, twisting like a demon, but was instantly burned to ashes by the flames!
Black hair flying wildly, golden eyes cold and sharp.
The sword-wielding god leaped into the sky, a pair of enormous golden wings bursting from his back, like a destroyer of rules, violently clearing a path with absolute power.
However, just as the first angel was vaporized, space twisted—two angels identical to the previous one materialized out of thin air, swords drawn and aimed at the golden-winged figure in the sky.
Not only that, the angel pierced by the golden flames trembled and split into two new angels!
One was destroyed, and two more were reborn.
In the blink of an eye, the sparse defensive force grew to four! After four came eight, and after eight came sixteen... Densely packed, expressionless stone angels, like copies of each other, filled the airspace around the platform. The cold flames of order in their eyes merged into one, making the golden mist appear even more eerie and terrifying!
Clusters of long, unfurling white wings were so densely packed they were chilling, as if one had stumbled into some kind of twisted, distorted inner chamber. Countless burning crosses were raised, and the entire space was shrouded in a terrifying spectacle that defied all reason, a chilling sense of oppression sweeping over everything. This was the instinctive power of the universe's organs, a power that even humans and gods could not match.
Su Lin's pupils contracted sharply. The flames in his sword burned away an angel, but hundreds and thousands of angels rushed in with the power of the rule of "annihilation," endless and inexhaustible.
At this crucial moment—
"Su Lin!"
The voice of Bei Wang rang out, carrying a calm resolve.
He didn't leave!
In his palm, he held a soft, fluffy cloud.
This is his authority—"Peace".
It wasn't the "dream" or "sleep" that people predicted, but rather "peace." The boy longed for sleep precisely because he longed for a peaceful world without pain or cold, where his mother could tell him bedtime stories. This fairytale-like wish solidified into power, becoming his weapon.
He abandoned his defenses, channeling all his power into the authority of "Tranquility." A ripple spread outwards, as if space itself had taken a nap, expanding from the northward-facing direction...
next moment--
Covered in soft, fluffy clouds, Su Lin's figure intertwined with hundreds and thousands of angels. It was as if, in that instant, the space where Su Lin stood was briefly detached from the current timeline and causal chain, becoming a peaceful place that "didn't exist." All the deadly attacks pierced through his illusory afterimage, striking the empty air.
It's like being protected by a fairy tale, like being protected by clouds, like being protected by a little boy in a candy house.
Su Lin rushed forward, only inches away from the pristine white door.
Looking northward at the approaching angel's sword, his icy eyes held a clear and calm composure.
"...Go."
"--boom!!!"
Countless aftershocks slammed into Bei Wang, sending him tumbling out of the space.
Conversely, Su Lin transformed into a blazing sun trailing a long, fiery tail, crashing into the angelic army with overlapping wings!
The two stone angels that were first hit didn't even have time to raise their crosses. The extreme light and heat exploded instantly, melting them into two dazzling golden fireballs that scattered into countless flying fragments.
Golden flames formed an ever-expanding, destructive halo. Everything within its reach was reduced to nothingness.
The power he unleashed had already surpassed the limits of gods.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!"
The sickening melting sounds blended into a jarring background noise. One after another, expressionless angels, their stone bodies, wings, and the radiant crosses in their hands, crumbled at an alarming speed, like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun.
A fiery meteor carved a straight vacuum through the Sea of Angels, and the still-unvaporized remains of the angels, like a white forest ravaged by a raging storm, reflected the unyielding figure in the center.
He no longer wielded the sword; the sword had become one with him.
He is both sword and fire.
A meteor streaked across the tranquil sacred lake, its reflection barely catching its eye before a towering column of milky-white steam rose dozens of meters high. Having overcome numerous obstacles, Su Lin approached the gate, twisting his waist and spinning, channeling all his strength into his right arm, where he grasped a crystal lighthouse!
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.
Ahead stood only a pristine white door, beautiful, sacred, and distant, as if mocking the efforts of all mortals.
His arm was drawn back, like a fully drawn bow, towards the door—
"Wake up, you untrustworthy bastard!" Su Lin gritted his teeth and exerted force in his palm.
The crystal lighthouse flew out of his hand and was thrown away!
Like a pearl, the lighthouse traced a parabola as it plummeted toward the pristine white doors.
"Snapped."
That was a hand.
Fair, soft, and cold.
A phantom-like and graceful figure emerged from the pristine white door, her long, wavy, rose-red hair swaying, her eyes smiling.
All the angels froze in that instant, and the lake that had been evaporated by the fire was filled again in that instant.
She intercepted the crystal lighthouse and swept her gaze across it.
"(What a pity, what a pity...)"
She cradled the shimmering crystal lighthouse in her palm, her fingertips gently tracing its smooth surface, as if admiring an interesting toy:
"(Just a tiny bit more...)"
The proud queen floated in the air, her long hair like fire.
When she raised her head, all was silent, and all things prostrated themselves. All rules bowed down to her. Tentacle-like tubes extended from the doorway, connecting to her body like blue-purple nerve vessels, while she was like a floating brain, giving one a soft yet icy sensation.
Su Lin charged forward with his sword, but was forced back by the layers of resurrected angels.
"(Did you think a feint would work?)" Xiao Na's red hair fluttered as she smiled, her lips pursed. "(I don't have the concept of being 'too busy to be in two places at once,' I'm just 'distributing my computing power.' I already knew that all this commotion you've caused, those few high-dimensional rebellions, were just a smokescreen. Your real killing move is here.)"
This crystal lighthouse contains Su Ming'an's remnant soul. He is a player who has achieved a perfect score on the highest difficulty level. If his remnant soul is thrown into the core white door of the world game, he, as a perfect scorer, has a chance to successfully take over the world game. As long as he can awaken within the core, his authority will instantly surpass that of Xiao Na and others.
In this way, Su Ming'an's consciousness can be revived, and the others can also escape unscathed without worrying about being eliminated.
However, Su Lin's escort was intercepted by Xiao Na.
"Hehehe, ahahaha—"
Just then, a cheeky laugh rang out, and as the water rippled, a large white rabbit waddled into the lake, rubbing its hands together. "Oh my, oh my, it's so lively today!" It shook its long ears and looked at Su Lin. "Oh, isn't this the combat powerhouse of this year's World Game, the meddlesome enthusiast, the number one player and the enthusiastic mastermind behind clearing the game... uh, I forgot the beginning, I forgot the end."
Xiao Na ignored the obnoxious rabbit and stroked the crystal lighthouse: "(I'm surprised. Su Lin, haven't you always respected Su Ming'an's decision to die? How could you disregard his will and rush here, trying to make him control the World Game? If he succeeds, he will be trapped in the World Game forever. Is this what you call free will?)"
"Shh!"
Su Lin remained expressionless, adopting an attitude of "I'm too lazy to pay attention to what you say," and pointed his fingers like a sword, transforming the golden divine fire into a condensed golden ray.
He must act quickly.
The ray struck Xiaona silently, leaving a black scorch mark in the space that could not be healed for a long time.
Xiao Na's expression didn't even change.
The golden ray, still several meters away from her, seemed to have struck an insurmountable wall. Like a stone thrown into the deep sea, it crumbled on its own.
The flames were bounced back intact by an incomprehensible force.
"boom!!!"
Su Lin let out a short, muffled groan and stepped back. But quickly, he gripped the hilt of his sword and thrust the blade forcefully into the lake's surface, as if cleaving through the waves. He carved out several meters of empty space with his feet and stopped amidst the surging waves. The lake water dripped down, wetting his dark sideburns.
The water surged skyward, causing the golden divine fire around him to dissipate slightly and his aura to become somewhat disordered.
Before the cosmic organ, any attack seems pale in comparison. The "brain" Xiaona doesn't even need to lift a finger; with just a thought, she can manipulate the rules of the world's game. This is a power that no individual life form can withstand.
The red-haired queen floated in the air, her long hair flowing, looking down at Su Lin, who stood with his sword in the lake. Her eyes were calm and unwavering, as if she were looking at an ant trying to shake a tree.
The sounds of attacks from higher dimensions, including Isabelle, could still be heard in the distance; they were unaware that the real Narza was here.
"What a pity, what a pity!" Boss Rabbit clicked his tongue and shook his head, lamenting in a rather smug way, "Within the scope of the World Game, to deal with Athena-chan, the innate life form of the World Game, is simply a pipe dream, a pipe dream!"
"(Silence.)" Xiao Na was fed up with Boss Rabbit's complaints. She also had to deal with the attacks from Isabel and other higher-dimensional beings over there.
"Waaah..." The boss rabbit immediately drooped its ears, tugging at them and whimpering, "I'm so useless, I feel so inferior..."
Xiao Na couldn't be bothered with Boss Rabbit at all; this undignified and selfless shell was no different from a mascot.
"Xiao Na, didn't you want Su Ming'an to stay? You even personally invited him." Su Lin swallowed the blood in his mouth and asked calmly, as if he were not injured, "Now that he wants to stay, why are you blocking his way?"
"(An invitation is an invitation, and an invasion is an invasion.)" Xiaona said calmly.
Her meaning was clear—when she invited Su Ming'an in the past, it was a perfectly reasonable invitation from the World Game Brain to a player to join the game. Now, with only a remnant soul remaining, a group of people have invaded the World Game and forcibly implanted him, which is a violation of the rules.
The world game for Zhai Xing's team has ended. The world game is about to begin its journey to find the next civilization. Su Ming'an and the others are no longer players, and Su Lin and the others' actions have violated the rules. Although Xiao Na doesn't care whether Su Ming'an stays or not, as the "brain," she is like a program, and the rules are her first instinct.
—Her will could not defy her instincts.
“Leave this place, or I will have to kill you.” Xiao Na pointed her finger at Su Lin, her figure as ethereal as flames.
Even so, she still gave Su Lin and the others a chance to leave, and did not kill them all.
Su Lin's expression shifted slightly.
He did indeed come with a "let's give it a try" mentality. Now that he's clearly no match for Xiao Na, he certainly wouldn't drag Yi Song and the others down with him. He still needs to return home; he can't risk his life meaninglessly. That would be irrational.
He clenched his fist, then after a moment stretched out his hand, spreading his five fingers, which were glistening with the shimmering stream water: "Give it back to me."
He pointed to the crystal lighthouse that Xiaona was caressing, inside which floated a faint, transparent light.
“(Is it Su Ming'an's remnant soul?)” Xiao Na gazed down, “(What a beautiful color…even I am moved…)”
She admired the beautiful crystal lighthouse, as if appreciating the color of Su Ming'an's soul.
"(Although it's beautiful, I have no interest in possessing someone else's soul. I'm not that bored.)" Fortunately, Xiaona didn't insist on keeping it. After admiring it, she twirled it on her fingertip and was about to toss it to Su Lin, "(Here you go.)"
Su Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the Crystal Lighthouse remains in Xiaona's hands.
She suddenly frowned, covered her forehead, and let out a shrill roar as if she had a sudden headache.
"Ughhhhh... Ahhhhh!"
Su Lin frowned, becoming fully alert.
After struggling for a moment, Xiaona's watery eyes gradually turned into an inorganic scarlet red, like the glass eyes of a machine.
The next moment, she looked at Su Lin.
In an instant, Su Lin felt an extremely dangerous sense of being locked on.
Although Xiaona is currently the "brain" with the highest authority, she is still a life born within the World Game and is still subject to the control of the World Game. At this moment, the World Game's system has taken control of her—she clearly will not return Su Ming'an's remnant soul.
“…Troublesome.” Su Lin muttered to himself. He was always calculating and abhorred situations that required sacrifice and luck. He had clearly stated that he was only responsible for preserving the remnant soul and would not participate in this crazy gamble.
Before me stood a pristine white door, so close yet so far.
"Tsk."
A click of the tongue that had no clear meaning.
"I have been searching for a hundred years, and I still have not found Praia..." he muttered to himself. The universe is so vast; if one searches aimlessly, one may never find the location of one's homeland even after thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Suddenly, Su Lin seemed to hear something. He listened for a moment, closed his eyes, and made a decision.
The flames blazed fiercely, and he took a sudden step forward.
"Shh!"
The golden divine fire that had been slightly dissipating around him suddenly surged as if it had been injected with new fuel!
A blazing longsword, radiating brilliant light, was hurled like a javelin towards the pristine white door behind Xiaona!
"boom--!"
With this strike, the flaming longsword transformed into a destructive torrent that swept across the sky, shattering the space in its path. With an unwavering determination, it seemed determined to burn down the gate that represented the core of the world game!
The golden torrent of flames crashed violently against the invisible barrier of rules, bursting forth with a light more dazzling than the sun.
A flash of light—
Xiao Na paused for a moment.
She suddenly saw it—within the blazing sword, there was a second, shimmering crystal lighthouse!
Su Lin had anticipated that Xiao Na might intercept him midway!
The crystal lighthouse in her hand is fake; this crystal lighthouse is the real one!
"Pfft!"
In a moment of desperation, Xiao Na pointed her finger, and a beam of light pierced through Su Lin's chest!
Without any blood splattering, the rules contained within the beam of light instantly annihilated his wound, leaving only a shocking void!
"cough……!"
The powerful impact sent Su Lin flying backward, his khaki trench coat shattering into pieces in mid-air. He spat out crimson blood mixed with broken chunks. His eyes dimmed instantly, his lips turned pale, and his life force vanished rapidly like the receding tide, like a maple leaf soaked by rain and swirling in the air.
He didn't have time to touch the gaping hole in his chest; his gaze was fixed on the direction in which the crystal lighthouse had been thrown—
The crystal lighthouse descended towards the pristine white doors!
The red-haired queen also headed towards the Crystal Lighthouse to intercept it!
No!
She'll make it! She's about to catch up!
Just as Xiaona was about to intercept the Crystal Lighthouse—
Suddenly, someone made a move.
—No one expected it, no one anticipated it.
The cheeky rabbit that had been circling in the corner suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiaona's shoulder as she tried to activate the system's power. It was like a friendly pat on the shoulder, but it firmly restrained Xiaona.
Xiao Na turned around in surprise.
What she saw was no longer the mad, twisted rabbit, but a blurry, maniacally smiling human face, seemingly pieced together from fragments of memory.
"(...I've finally waited for this moment.)"
It was still that distorted voice.
"(...the world game that has imprisoned me for millions of years...)"
But their eyes were completely different.
It was as if two flowers were growing inside that ugly and strange rabbit shell: one was a dead flower drowning in the soil and giving up on itself, and the other was a flower that was still waiting to bloom.
No one expected it to make this move. It was clearly on Xiaona's side.
The next moment, before Xiaona could react, the "hand" that Boss Rabbit had placed on her shoulder unleashed a final torrent of data, abruptly severing her connection to the system core. At the same time, it began to disintegrate itself!
It actually chose to self-destruct!
The door resonated with an unprecedented force.
"Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—!"
A vast expanse of light swept out!
Wherever the light touched, the angel statue dissolved rapidly, like salt columns plunged into strong acid; the lamb tumbled and turned into flowing golden liquid. Xiaona attempted to reconnect to core permissions, but was firmly blocked by the raging self-destructive turbulence. Shock flashed in her crimson eyes; the rules she relied on to control were being overturned by one of their creators!
No one expected it.
"(You damned rabbit—! You're insane!!!)"
Rumble—!!!
A deafening explosion erupted, and a pure white light engulfed everything, leaving only a vast expanse of white light in sight, while a high-frequency buzzing sound, as if deafening, filled the air.
Like a tsunami that suddenly rose up, transforming into a ferocious beast that crashed down and swallowed up all the standing forms.
After self-destruction.
Everything fell silent.
Everything is at peace now.
Everything turned into a pale, white swamp; nothing could be seen or heard. All was white, still, empty, and ancient.
"Da, da."
Two staggering footsteps, like pebbles falling into a lake, echoed through the blank silence.
"Drip, drip..."
Immediately afterwards, a torrential downpour of pure white rain fell from the sky.
This space had no sky; above it was only pitch-black nothingness. Pale rain pierced the silence, falling onto the lake surface that had been dried up by the explosion, and puddles rose again on the cratered lakebed.
Rainwater flowed down, wetting a man's temples. His chest was open, revealing a void from his collarbone down to his lower abdomen. Pure white rainwater mixed with crimson blood flowed over his pale body and exposed skin.
As if about to fall to their deaths, they struggled to take steps in the water.
"Click".
The red-haired queen disappeared, and the white rabbit disappeared as well.
A reddish-gold sculpture in the water, resembling a stone statue whose upper limbs were destroyed by a natural disaster, is painted with reddish-gold paint and stands with a broken longsword.
He gripped his sword blade and staggered forward, bleeding, step by step.
"Click. Click. Click."
The sword blade pierced the lake's surface, staining it crimson with blood.
Behind him, the lake, which was gradually filling up, left a long trail of blood.
Golden flames flickered between his fingers, and the hole in his chest corroded relentlessly. Enduring the excruciating pain of his soul and body collapsing, he was like a lone boat adrift upstream, stumbling and scrambling forward step by step in a lake. With each step forward, it felt as if countless red-hot blades were slicing through his soul.
His gaze was fixed on the white doors that stood firm in the storm, and the crystal lighthouse that had fallen from Xiaona's hands.
Then, just as the lake water was about to rise to his neck, he grasped the crystal lighthouse.
"Snapped."
Flaming wings rose behind him, and his arm was raised high before he hurled it fiercely toward the door!
"Shh-!"
The crystal lighthouse streaked through the pure white light, like a shooting star flying backwards, and precisely disappeared into the pristine white doorway.
The door suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented warm glow, as if a heart had begun to beat again.
……
Just as Su Lin was about to back out, he heard Boss Rabbit's cheeky voice in his ear:
"I will help you attack her!"
Neither in terms of stance nor in terms of character, Su Lin had any reason to trust Boss Rabbit. However, he was already planning to launch an attack anyway.
After Su Lin launched a decisive attack, the rabbit actually self-destructed. Su Lin himself was stunned at that moment. No one could remain calm in the face of this scene. It was impossible for the rabbit to have been pretending to be crazy. He saw its soul, which was clearly an extremely filthy and chaotic soul. Every time it mocked and acted cruelly, it was sincere and genuine, without any pretense or forbearance.
Rather than repentance, it's more accurate to say that... it fulfilled a mechanism that Boss Rabbit had set up for himself beforehand. Once the conditions for betraying the World Game were met, it would automatically activate and decisively betray the World Game.
“Chen Qingguang…” Su Lin suddenly understood.
Over the long years, that person was twisted into a filthy rabbit by the world game, but before his final self disappeared, he planted this mechanism, which would automatically activate once there was hope of overthrowing the world game, ending the long period of humiliation...
Where did Chen Qingguang come from, and what did he experience?
But there are no answers anymore.
If we meet again, if I choose a different path, perhaps I'll still have a chance to understand him...
However, the only memory left is a crazy and ugly rabbit's laughter.
"call……"
The moment the crystal lighthouse crashed through the door, it was as if all the strength had finally vanished. The light in Su Lin's eyes dimmed rapidly, and her body, which had been holding on, could no longer maintain its stance.
He fell forward, like a bird with broken wings, crashing into the chaotic lake.
puff.
Like a piece of jade falling into a lake, silently sinking to the bottom.
In the instant before his consciousness sank completely into darkness, he seemed to see the light from that white door... enveloping him.
The rabbit's exploding, blood-stained fur flew up and landed on his face, like a tear of blood.
……