[In the center, a feather pen pierces his heart like a sharp and hostile sword, but the white jellyfish tentacles behind him wrap the tip of the feather in a friendly manner.]

[Is this... the character design he divined? ]

[——The 1216th Drama Memory Lens, “Wheel of Fortune”]

…

The quill pierced his heart, bringing out a bloody organ.

The blue-purple blood vessels surround a throbbing soft body, like a red apple soaked in juice, with the skin covered with vine-like marks.

——His heart.

Half of the seed of the World Tree, emitting a bright glow, broke away from the "red apple" and floated away into the distance - into the hands of a pink-haired girl.

The girl looked down at the half blood-stained seed and pursed her lips.

In her other hand, she tightly grasped a beautiful silver headband.

A tear fell without warning from those mirror-like indifferent eyes.

She touched the corner of her eye in astonishment, and was shocked to realize what it was. Her whole body trembled involuntarily.

...Tears. This was the first time she felt such a thing.

She felt the warmth of the liquid in silence.

After a moment, a faint smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

ah……

It turns out that this is the emotion that humans experience when they laugh and cry.

…

[“He once thought he was a heroic god, but found himself to be a lost Judas.”]

["The crows surrounded him and sang: 'I am your offspring! I am your offspring!'"]

[“‘We are eagles, bears, and lions!’”]

…

White stars fell into Lu Shu's hands, turned into streams of light, and penetrated into his collarbone.

He stared silently at the white stars on his skin, and felt a force that made everything come true, as if his wishes could come true as long as he thought about it.

The authority of "faith".

——But since my wish can come true, then...

He closed his eyes and repeated his thoughts over and over again.

Please let Su Mingan be saved.

Please let Su Mingan be happy.

However, when he opened his eyes, the white stars were still quiet.

——At this moment he realized with great pain,

It turned out that the young man's happiness was something that even the gods could not restore.

…

[“They were delighted when they received it.”]

【——They received it, and were glad. 】

[“They ate each other and were extremely happy.”]

【——They ate each other and rejoiced. 】

…

Su Mingan's body gradually transformed from flesh and blood into a pure source of energy, like a piece of crystal amber. This is the method of Sique.

He gripped the quill tightly, pointing the tip at himself.

As long as he falls... he will scatter in all directions like straw, and fall all over the world like a sea of ​​stars, completing the final "holy communion". It is just like the fireworks he saw on the night of his birthday.

The moment it blooms, it falls in all directions.

A strong fear surged in his heart, but soon he forced himself to raise the corners of his mouth.

Smile, the savior’s brilliant smile.

Dry, dull, happy, solidified.

People looked up and waited.

…

[“Merciful Lord, please forgive our sins!”]

[——Merciful Lord, please forgive me! ]

[“Bird, bird, you have grown flesh and blood!”]

[——Your believers, your birds, have grown flesh and blood! ]

…

"——Su Ming'an! You can't do this. Don't you think about yourself at all?" Alande's chaotic voice sounded, with a madness that almost lost his mind: "You have finally come to this day, is it just for this moment? If you die, others will at most shed a few tears and express a few hypocritical words of gratitude. Is it worth it!!! If you live, you will be the master of this world, and no one can disobey you! You are a third-level god, you can still live for a while even if you lose your heart. It's not too late to take your heart back now!!"

Alande really couldn't understand people like Su Mingan.

The precious things that we desire are right in front of us, within reach as long as we stretch out our hands, but they are thrown away because of some ridiculous reasons of "righteousness" or "ideals".

Stupid! So stupid!

How could someone be so stupid!

But the fact that the No. 1 player has come this far is enough to prove that he is not stupid. What exactly has confused his mind?

Ideals... yes, ideals! Ideals are indeed a kind of extremely terrifying brainwashing. Survival is the instinct of human beings, but some people go against their instincts for such an illusory thing! How terrible!

Alan was terrified and shook his head repeatedly.

Su Mingan closed his eyes.

There was a strong fear in his heart, rising up and almost swallowing him up. But it was followed by a strong sense of relief.

It turns out that in front of some things, death may not be scary... well, not scary.

A fool who willingly binds himself.

"Su Ming'an." In a trance, he heard the voice of Yueyue, the spiritual dream messenger.

She is the twelfth seat, and even if she cannot come in person, she can still convey her voice:

"I can extract your soul instantly, take you into my dream, and let you live."

"The price is that the Eighth Seat will be brought into the Dreamland, and the Dreamland will no longer be a pure land. No one will be able to contain the Lord of the End of All Things."

"Would you like to..."

She sighed:

"Okay... don't ask. I know you wouldn't want to."

Su Mingan's lips curled up.

Yueyue...it turns out she knows him very well.

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