Chapter 226 The Sound of the Sea Breeze (Part 2)
A violent storm, huge waves, and a sky full of dark clouds.
The cold white mist filled the surroundings, blocking the "gaze" from the outside world and also separating me from the outside world. Even though I could clearly feel the touch of stepping on the island beach, I felt an inexplicable strangeness.
Occasionally, raindrops pass through the area covered by white fog and arrive on this empty island?
The humid air and the chill that almost penetrated into the bone marrow, as if even the blood was freezing... No, it was not an illusion.
Gently cutting the skin of the fingertip, what flowed out was not bright red or golden blood, but a white gas that I had never seen before.
Everything is becoming strange.
Only the heart hidden deep in the chest is still beating, one after another, thump thump, although it is slow, but it is a kind of familiarity that goes deep into the soul.
I have been familiar with this for more than ten years...
The heart of a human being.
After a brief moment of unconsciousness, the dark grey eyes that seemed to be covered by a layer of fog suddenly became clear and bright again.
'85%!'
'162 seconds.'
With two numbers appearing in his mind at the same time, he began to move forward step by step.
As he moved, the white mist on the island tore through the waves in front of him with a terrifying momentum far beyond the previous one, and swept towards the blood tree where the sky and the sea met.
[Ocean] Originally intended to disperse the white fog on the sea surface, and then go in and control the young man hidden in the deepest part of the white fog, but suddenly part of his attention was attracted by what happened on the other side.
That was a dream world passage that appeared in the deep sea. There was only a faint light in the dark seabed, and these tiny rays of light faintly illuminated wisps of mist that appeared at some point in time.
The mists passed through the ruins of the city buried deep under the sea, entwined with each other, and sometimes dispersed, guiding familiar or unfamiliar humans here. They were shrouded in white mist, their figures appearing and disappearing from time to time, standing on the broken corners and streets covered with seaweed and shellfish, looking cautiously and curiously at the various strange creatures swimming around, and the terrifying huge pits in the distance that seemed to have been hit by meteorites.
Harris stood on a rock covered with seaweed, looking up in a certain direction without blinking.
Not far away, Ivan, who was also in a dream world passage, struggled to cross a densely packed ground of shellfish. Although he couldn't actually touch any shellfish because he was in a dream world passage, he still hated it.
As Ivan walked to Harris' side, he saw him slowly raise his hand, pointing to the collapsed three-story building a few meters away, and said hesitantly: "That place seems to be my home..."
In the distance, the wind chimes hanging on the eaves were covered with rust. A school of fish swam slowly by, and the water flow they created could not cause the wind chimes to shake at all.
Ivan, who was about to look for Mengya's location, was so shocked that he almost twisted his neck, "Huh?!"
Harris said nothing more, and ran to the familiar building in a hurry with an inexplicable fear.
Will the city in the deep sea be taken to the kingdom of dreams by the ocean god? The people living in the city, including those living in the city, fell to their death is just an illusion.
If it is just an illusion, why are there remains of a fallen city on the seafloor?
Since these cities have fallen into the deep sea, what are those cities in the Dreamland? What are the people who entered the Dreamland with the cities? !
Harris climbed up the creaking stairs and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door. Or because of the dream passage, Harris only made a move to push the door, and his body subconsciously rushed forward and went straight into the wooden house.
Immediately before his brain could react, his heart skipped a beat and countless images flooded into his mind, making him feel like the world was turning upside down and he almost fell to the ground.
But? It was only a few breaths, when? he regained his composure again, his rapid breathing had calmed down.
He saw a square table in the wooden house, and beside the table were four skeletons. Their clothes were torn and dirty, and their original colors were almost invisible... But even so, Harris could still clearly identify the identities of these four skeletons.
"Hey! You——"
Ivan, who arrived later, just opened his mouth when his voice got stuck in his throat.
He stared with wide eyes at the skeleton lying beside the table. A round piece of metal was visible through the collar and buried in the dust.
Ivan looked at Harris, who was raising his hand to cover something on his chest, then looked at the skeleton, shuddered violently, and then thought of himself.
"Where on earth is this place... me, us, these skeletons... are we already dead?!"
Harris went out of the cabin again, stood on a high place and observed the surrounding environment, with a complicated tone, "No, Ivan, those skeletons are us, but they are not us either."
"What do you mean?" Ivan felt busy for some reason. "By the way, have you seen Mengya?"
"She's on the east side."
Harris did not answer the previous question. Ivan seemed more worried about Mengya. He stood there anxiously for a moment, gave Harris a gesture to explain later, and then hurried away.
After Ivan left, Harris quickly turned his head and saw a faint red light in a certain direction on the right.
He jumped down the building and ran over there quickly, saying very quickly: "If my guess is correct, everything under the gods will be affected by the time and space reversal and return to their original state, including the destroyed cities and dead humans. Since everything will start over, why did the Ocean God spend so much energy to preserve the first few fallen cities and the corpses of the long-dead humans over and over again, and take them from the end of the world to the past along with the reversal?"
Harris was the only one in the dream world tunnel, but he knew there were others who could hear him.
Sure enough, just a few seconds later, a familiar voice sounded in the dream world passage, but? The tone was unusually strange.
"Going back in time, only the gods are not affected, and the true origin of the wreckage of the deep sea city... Harris, you are not only quick to react, but also know a lot? Ah."
The freckled young man with a bit of a sharp edge restrained, smiled shyly, "Because I seem to have seen this scene in a dream before."
There was no second voice in the dream world passage for the time being, perhaps because they were wary of Harris who suddenly revealed his suspicious nature.
Harris didn't care. He continued running towards his destination, and soon he saw the small blood tree that looked like a flower.
For some reason, he felt a strange sense of familiarity in the wreckage of this strange city. As if instinctively, some kind of force drove him to open the topic again, saying: "Yun Yan, under what circumstances do you think a god would spend a lot of energy to keep something that should have completely disappeared as time went back?"
Harris arrived at the small blood tree, and at the same time, there arrived a man with a dark green crew cut and a tall woman in a gray cloak.
Something? An unusual and subtle smell was spreading.
The dark green crew cut stared at the small grave next to the blood tree with an extremely complicated look, almost overlapping with the sound coming from the dream world passage.
"God's obsession..."
"Maybe it's because, as time goes back, the people and things that appear again, although familiar, are no longer the things I miss. On the contrary, the closer I get, the more I miss what I once had through those familiar figures, and the more I miss them, the more I understand clearly that I have already lost them and cannot change this reality, so I become more and more crazy."
Harris bowed his head in thought.
The man with the dark green crew cut - Sawyer, Harris knew him. The man squatted down as if he wanted to touch the small grave.
However, the next second, the woman in the gray cloak who had been standing nearby without saying a word suddenly lifted up her clothes, raised her leg and kicked the mound of earth hard, as if to vent her anger. Even the tombstone stuck in the mud and sand - a palm-sized iron plate - was crookedly smashed into the mud.
Harris was thinking: "......?"
Sawyer, who seemed to be sighing silently, said: “!!!”
Watching the suspected schizophrenic version of Meng Shen from a distance? Young man: "...Ah."
The [Ocean] was also paying attention to this side quietly. It was clearly invaded by the white fog, but? It seemed that it had no intention of expelling these humans from the depths of the dream: "..."
He looked at the blonde woman under the gray cloak. Her face, which still vaguely showed the outline of a child, was tense? Her bloodless lips were tightly pursed.
She seemed to be suppressing something and said, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it. But if it was a friend I knew, who used my face and my name after I died, saying that they missed me, but acted like a coward and kept dwelling on the past... I would actually be quite angry. Because they are true friends, so wanting the people they love to be able to move on to a wider world after they die, this is the true hope of the deceased."
Harris and Sawyer were shocked and said at the same time: "Wait, are you——"
[Ocean]: "Who are you?"
The woman in the gray cloak pulled her hood and lowered her voice, "Because a certain key failed to open the lock, a ghost appeared unexpectedly... Anyway, please don't worry about me, just continue."
There was a dead silence, and Sawyer's mouth opened and closed, trying hard to forget that someone had just kicked his grave.
[Ocean] was silent for a short time, and there was no trace of emotion in the voice that rang out again: "I didn't hear you, but I remember you, a human being who is very similar to Elaine. Irreversible regrets, an endless future, and endless suffering. Even gods find it difficult not to go astray. I know my mistakes, but I can't turn back."
Gray-cloaked woman: "...Can't retreat?"
[Ocean]: "Can't retreat."
Sawyer's pupils shrank, and a deep voice quickly rang out in the dream world where he was, "Pull out that small tree!"
Sawyer shouted, "How can you think so highly of me! I am only a mere human being!"
Although he said so, he did not slow down at all and quickly rushed forward, but as soon as his outstretched hand touched the scarlet tree, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out, blasting the three people around him away!
The seawater was bubbling wildly, and the blood tree, which was originally only the size of a palm, grew taller and taller in just a few seconds. One meter, two meters, three meters... until it rose above the wreckage of the city and toward the sea!
As the blood tree grew taller, the remains of the city in which its roots were deeply embedded rose with it.
The surrounding sea water swept away in the opposite direction, leaving a "road" leading to the sea surface.
The dream world passage located in the ruins of the city began to become unstable, showing signs of blur and distortion.
Sawyer heard the young prince who inherited the throne of the God of Dreams say, "Although I don't think you can hurt the God of the Ocean, but you didn't even touch His origin tree. Did you soften your heart when you saw the small grave? But speaking of it, because you have faces very similar to those in the memory of the God of the Ocean, He didn't attack you when you went to His territory through the dream world channel. Isn't this a kind of two-way rush to the past, the original Sawyer?"
Sawyer said helplessly: "...I am at least a very ordinary human being with abundant emotions, my Lord."
When he spoke, his eyes were looking at the gray-cloaked woman standing beside him. She was concentrating on the fast-growing blood tree. After noticing Sawyer's gaze, she lowered her head and looked back. Then, she showed an expression of disgust that Sawyer had never seen before. Then she turned around and walked back along the dream world passage, and her figure disappeared.
Harris poked Sawyer: "Did you also have an accident caused by the failure of the key to open the lock? Mr. Sawyer who seems to have memories of the past?"
For some reason, he was particularly concerned about the "key" mentioned by the Gray Cloak.
Sawyer: "...Knowing too much is not good for you, kid."
He also planned to walk further along the dream world passage to get away from the rapidly rising and increasingly dangerous deep-sea city wreckage.
The little prince who inherited the throne of the God of Dreams did not respond to him and became extremely silent at this moment.
But the sound of heavy objects falling overhead indicated that the other party was busy.
The island that was originally on the sea and covered by white fog was now spreading out at an extremely fast speed and smashing down on the rapidly rising ocean origin tree and the city debris.
Chu Xiuyan stood on the island where he was falling weightlessly. His clothes and hair fluttered violently in the strong wind caused by the rapid fall. His face remained indifferent, but showed an amazing concentration.
There is currently no way to completely kill a true god.
[Forest], suppressed by [Myth].
[Desert], the first generation desert god, died because he was swallowed by the second generation god "Shendu" who was still in human form during the recovery period, but his consciousness still existed in the origin tree; the second generation desert god, he was not connected to the origin of the desert, and the power core of the god was split into two by him, one part was the heart of the god's body, and the other part was buried in the god's domain, that is, hidden in the dead land. In the end, Chu Xiuyan and his companions divided and shattered his power core, causing his death, but even so, his consciousness did not really disappear.
[Ocean], the Tree of Origin has been hidden deep under the sea, and its body seems to have no substance, or in other words, the entire ocean is its body. Unless the entire ocean is drained, attacks will not be effective.
Chu Xiuyan was initially eyeing the Origin Tree of the Ocean, but it was a pity that it was located in the deep sea. The moment he walked through the Dream Realm Passage and entered the deep sea, he would be targeted by the Ocean. He was already in the enemy's home ground, and going deeper would be a fool... But it seemed that other people would not be targeted? ...
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in a mess. At the moment when the falling island and the rising city wreckage collided, a vague premonition emerged in his heart.
"Ah, what luck." His expressionless face showed a slight fluctuation, "It is actually the Divine Realm."
boom!
Thick dust billowed up, as if instantly covering the lingering white mist with a layer of gray.
The fluttering white hair, the falling hem of the clothes, and the towering blood tree lit up in the white mist that was dispersed by a terrifying force.
"It's late to say this, but, in reality, there is no reason for us to fight."
He said to the bloody origin tree.
The next second, seawater poured into the white mist from all directions.
The omnipresent [ocean] said: "But? You still jumped in? Here."
"Well, so I'm just talking."
The divine domain of the [Ocean] - the rising of the city wreckage and the growth of the origin tree, although it entered the attackable area as Chu Xiuyan hoped, but from another perspective, the [Ocean], which seemed to be avoiding the battle, finally showed signs of fighting.
You know, before this, [Ocean] had been eyeing the continent and was about to cause a tsunami to destroy the world. Even though it had a dispute with the "Dream God" floating on the sea, it didn't really do anything... The few waves and storms it caused could only mean that He was angry.
And now, [Ocean] launched its first attack towards the young man who had jumped into the trap.
——At the moment when the island collided with the city wreckage, the divine domain covering the city wreckage instantly swallowed up the island under the young man's feet.
The scarlet tree roots from deep in the ground pierced the young man's chest from behind.
The beating heart paused for a moment.
But? Only for a moment.
[Ocean] gathered his body again, and stood under his own tree of origin, looking at the young man a few meters away, who lowered his head slightly because of the scarlet tree root that suddenly pierced his heart. He raised his hand and touched his bloody chest as if confused, and said: "So, why are you all staring at my heart? Obviously..."
“That’s not my weakness.”
A slight breaking sound was heard, and the white-haired young man standing not far away raised his head. There was no emotion in his dark grey eyes, no killing intent, no anger, only a silence as ash.
Just a brief glance? Then the whole body dissipated like mist, blending into the air and disappearing.
The face of [Ocean] has no facial features. It "stares" at the place where the young man disappeared. After a long time, it speaks to itself: "It is indeed an illusion created by the dream god... Then where is the next one?"
He is not good at fighting. As a natural god born from the ocean, he is invincible as long as he is in the ocean.
Unless his own origin tree was severely damaged.
Therefore, his origin tree is both a trap and a weapon.
And what about the newly born Dream God?
Although his origin tree is located deep in the dream, he is a god born from humans, and a god born from a human body, even if that body will be assimilated and transformed by divine power, the weakness still exists.
The heart that originally belonged to humans, the heart that was about to become the core of the power of gods.
[Ocean] The young man walking in the fog was found. He was standing on the sea, surrounded by surging waves and howling storms. The dark fog was diffused on the sea surface. The blindingly white young man was standing in this gray fog, walking in a certain direction.
[Ocean] stared at his back and suddenly said, "The battle can be ended at any time."
The Tree of Origin, rooted in the divine realm, silently extended its roots and branches, spreading and growing rapidly in the deep sea.
The young man walking in the thick fog on the sea did not stop, nor did he even turn his head. He said coldly: "Ocean, you are too weak to be a god."
[Ocean] repeated hesitantly: "...weak?"
The scarlet branch that suddenly emerged from the sea pierced through the young man's back again, but just like the last time, the young man whose heart was pierced disappeared like mist in the blink of an eye.
The sea was still stormy and the waves were surging, making a huge and terrifying sound. Only the thick gray fog quietly and silently covered everything.
[Ocean] Unable to understand the other party's behavior, he took the initiative to attack? He was the one who attacked, and he was also the one who avoided fighting. "Are you stalling for time?"
He couldn't help asking, and just as he was about to say it, he spotted the white boy on the southern sea.
Still with his back to the divine domain of the [Ocean] and the Tree of Origin, he walked calmly in the thick fog.
"……fog."
[Ocean] He realized belatedly that the area covered by the thick fog seemed to be a little too wide. He did not attack this time, but instead began to explore the entire ocean. Then he found that at some point, the gray fog had quietly covered the entire ocean.
His vision was imprisoned.
He could not see the sky, nor could He see the landscape of the continent.
All he could see at this moment was the deep sea and the thick fog on the surface of the sea.
[Ocean] couldn't help but laugh, but? What followed was an irresistible solemnity, "Dream God, what's the point of you covering the ocean with thick fog? Your current strength? Is not enough to bring the ocean into the depths of the dream."
He had also used the power of the Dream God for a period of time, so he naturally knew that the White Mist of the Dream God had the ability to swallow real things into dreams, and could also turn things deep in dreams into reality.
So, at this moment, the [Ocean] is very alert.
But? The young man who had been walking in the fog with his back to Him suddenly said: "Sea God, I actually have never dared to admit what you often say."
[Ocean] was unable to react for a moment: "…Which sentence?"
The thick fog on the sea surface was rolling, and the waves and strong winds seemed particularly dull in the rainstorm. Among the countless noisy sounds, only the voice of the young man was clearly heard by the Ocean.
"[We are too similar.]" The young man with his back to Him said, "You are trapped in your earliest memories, unable to figure it out and unable to get out, and have become the paranoid and crazy person you are now. And for me, the person I met again after going back is no longer the person I knew."
[Ocean] suddenly felt absurd, but? Unlike before, this time He was silent for a long time, but said: "Although similar...but? Yes, Dream God, you have forgotten this sentence."
The young man walking in the thick fog paused and said, "So, Poseidon, I will make this seemingly endless cycle stop this time."
【ocean】:"……"
His heart was filled with all kinds of complicated emotions, and he continued, "I also believed this firmly at the beginning, but I failed."
"Just because you failed doesn't mean I will fail."
"I really want to believe you, but... Yunyan..."
[Ocean] Finally, he couldn't help but walk out of the deep sea, standing in the thick fog, and said to the white-haired young man in the distance: "If you fail this time, you will definitely follow my old path. This is like a curse. The closer you get to humans, the more tragic the ending will be."
"But, Poseidon, I can see the way to the future."
The young man not far away suddenly turned around and waved at him.
Amidst all the complex emotions, [Ocean] finally took that step and slowly walked towards youth.
He did not notice the gray fog rolling around his feet and the sea moving farther and farther away.
When he reached the young man, all he saw was still a thick gray fog.
Just as He sighed, the thick fog in front of Him suddenly dissipated, and in its place appeared a prosperous modern technological city, with clean and tidy streets, bustling squares with people, and a drizzle of clear and transparent rain.
[Ocean] clearly realized one thing: "As expected, you are following the path of mankind. You want to bring this world back to the land without God."
“He” raised his head, and his featureless face gradually turned into a vortex like a black hole. “It seems, Yunyan, even though we are too similar, even though we are essentially the same, we are still enemies.”
His figure began to become blurry and transparent, and the soul from the deep sea sank again.
——The entire ocean is His body, and His consciousness is everywhere.
But? At this time, the white-haired young man in front of him who had never turned his head to look at Him suddenly turned his head and said: "Although it is too late to say this,? But? This battle is over. Poseidon, you lose."
"……What?"
"I told you, don't believe anything in the fog."
The next second,
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The [Ocean], which had not yet completely disappeared, turned its head suddenly and saw that the future prosperous city, which originally looked like a godless land, had transformed into a very familiar simple city in just a short moment, and the stone tablet was still standing at the city gate.
The fountain square at the main entrance was crowded with countless people, including couples holding children, vendors selling all kinds of goods, and magic performance teams. There was endless laughter, and fireworks in the sky continued, with colorful sequins falling one after another.
From nowhere, laughter resounded throughout the square.
"Guests from afar, guests returning home after a long absence! Welcome to the place where God descended - Barbary!"
【ocean】:"……"
He suddenly said, "I see, the dream world passage. It turns out that you didn't want to trap the ocean, but the owner of the ocean. Although I didn't see the door you opened, it's impossible to trap me... I am just a consciousness condensed in the ocean. As long as the Tree of Origin is not destroyed, countless condensed entities with the thinking of the [Ocean] will appear."
"How do you know I didn't destroy your tree?"
The white-haired young man lowered his eyes and raised his hand. A picture of the Ocean Divine Realm appeared in the mist. It was a huge blood-red tree that reached the sky, and a white figure approached cautiously.
[Ocean] looked at the white figure in the picture, and then looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, and suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. I can use my own advantages to create countless condensed bodies, and you can also use the power of the god of dreams to create countless phantoms..."
He frowned. His rapidly weakening body and waves of tingling pain indicated some kind of ominous omen.
"Outside, you seem to have caused damage to my Tree of Origin." He wiped the golden blood flowing from the corner of his lips.
The white-haired boy pondered: "The main body...should have succeeded, right?"
"Also, your desire to fight doesn't seem to be very strong," he said.
"Because I saw that child grow up, so? So, can it be said that my obsession has dissipated a little?"
[Ocean] It seemed like he smiled again. At this moment, a few children suddenly ran by his side. One of them was a girl wearing a wreath, with smooth blonde hair and a pair of blue eyes that were as clear as the ocean when she smiled.
[Ocean]'s eyes were always on the girl. "Is this a separate dream world?"
The young man nodded.
"Just like when I was a new general, I trapped you in this small world. Are you doing this on purpose?"
[Ocean] turned around, "But? Shouldn't I be given some permission to modify this place?"
"At least I didn't blur your memory."
[Ocean] tilted his head, "No, I hope you can suppress those memories...even if it's only for a short while."
"After all, I am only a weak god."
The young man hesitantly touched the palm that Ocean extended, and at that moment he felt a kind of sadness and despair that almost crushed his soul.
"Let me sleep forever in this dream from which I will never wake up."
"Until the next reincarnation, or until the coming of the Godless Land, when it falls along with the other gods."
"Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I was born in the 36th time-space reversal. It is said that a lot of things happened in the 35th time-space reversal, which led to the death of many gods born from humans."
"Then...goodbye, Dream God."
"Good luck, Yunyan."
Looking at [Haiyang] turning and walking towards the square, crossing the city gate, and the moment he was blocked by the crowd, the blurry figure gradually solidified, with long golden hair and petite body, she still looked like "Elianne".
The 35th retrospection?
Also, [Ocean] is indeed a weak god who cannot get out of the past and has twisted obsessions.
The young man lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand. His vision turned and he saw countless Ocean clones with their backs to him, stepping into the Barbary city.
She actually... chose to step into his trap every time, and took the initiative to enter the Barbari that was supposed to be an illusion every time.
Finally, he came to his senses and saw the blood-red giant tree in front of him. He was now standing in the divine domain of the [Ocean] - or rather, he had never left.
In front of him was the Tree of Origin of the Ocean. After condensing thousands of clones in a short period of time, He would not appear again, at least for a certain period of time.
The white-haired young man raised his hand, holding a hammer condensed from white mist in his palm, and then smashed it heavily towards the blood-colored Origin Tree.
This battle was not a pleasant one.
It may be because [Ocean] has a serious mentality of avoiding war and is hesitant when fighting.
It could also be a [Dream] ability? Non-combat, whether it's creating an illusion or pulling someone into a deep dream, there are only a few types?
Of course, it could also be because... he saw the shadow of his future in [Ocean].
...When this thought came to me, I had an indescribable feeling.
In short, as the tree of origin of the ocean in front of him creaked and fell to the ground, he inexplicably felt a sense of emptiness as if everything ended too quickly.
"Perhaps it is a good thing for Lord Poseidon to keep wandering in the dreams of the past? After all, the position of the Dream God was born out of his obsession... If you think about it carefully, at least during this period of time, there will be hundreds of Lord Poseidon in the dream, which is a bit scary."
A hand appeared from behind him and slapped his open palm briskly. The voice that sounded in his ears was cheerful and clear, familiar, and frightening.
The white-haired boy subconsciously walked forward, but an arm behind him hooked his shoulders.
"Why are you running? Are you afraid to look back at me? My gentle Lord Dream God, in this dream where even I can't tell the difference between reality and falsehood, who are you afraid of appearing?"
The white-haired young man lowered his eyes, and the next second, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, and then a pair of hands held his cheeks, and his dark pupils reflected his dazzling white face.
"Oh, I'm surprised that my face can show such a loving expression? It's so cute~"
The black-haired young man who looked exactly like him said with a smile, but then he stopped smiling, and his tone became colder with a commanding tone, "It's a pity, but the journey ends here. Next, we will go back to our homes. Although it may be a bad ending to the story if it ends here, but... the time is up. You are already a very lovely Lord Dream God, Yunyan."
The young man with white hair stared coldly at the face in front of him, raised his hand and grabbed the other's wrist, "Who are you?"
"I am not a person who should appear in this world, and my name is used by another guy, so you can treat me as an illusion." The black-haired young man patted the white-haired young man's cheek and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay, parting. Although it makes people sad, I really should go. After all, I was judged as a [false] non-existent person by the Origin Tree of the God of Dreams. So from now on, you will completely become Yunyan of this world, the Lord God of Dreams of this world..."
The black-haired boy paused, "You look like a poor dog that is about to be abandoned, so cute. But? Didn't I say it before? Let go of the past and look forward. No matter which world we are in, we must live well..."
"Although I don't understand what you are saying, it's not time to end yet."
The white-haired Shao Nian suddenly grabbed the black-haired Shao Nian's wrist and walked in a certain direction. After just a few steps, they saw a messy and dilapidated indoor viewing lake in front of them.
And located in the center of the lake is the scarlet origin tree belonging to the [Dream].
The black-haired young man staggered two steps and stood firm, when he saw the white self next to him condense the white mist into a heavy hammer, then ran a few steps, swung the arm holding the hammer, and swung it heavily on the bloody origin tree? !
That posture, that strength? The speed is more fierce than the origin tree that smashed the [Ocean]!
Black hair less? Years of astonishment.
Several clear cracks suddenly appeared on the trunk of the blood tree?
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Then, the white-haired young man vomited blood crazily, and his body gradually began to break into pieces.
The black-haired young man stood two steps behind, watching the white-haired guy wipe the blood from his mouth with force, then raised the hammer aggressively, shrugging helplessly, feeling the violent vibrations of the floor, thinking for a while, and then stepped forward a few steps to poke the other self covered with cracks, and said with a smile: "Hey, Yunyan, do you know why the guy in this world turned into [Blood Mist]?"
"……What?"
The black-haired young man looked at his other self whose eyes were beginning to wander, paused, and changed the question, saying, "Then Yunyan, do you know that we actually have superpowers?"
The white-haired boy who was about to faint suddenly woke up and said, "What?!"
The black-haired young man smiled and made a "hush" gesture, "I'll tell you this secret quietly, but don't tell anyone else, including uncle and younger uncle. Come, look at me."
He took a step forward, and the palm at his side moved, holding a long knife condensed from gray mist in his palm. Then he raised his hand and swung it. With just such a light blow, the Origin Tree, which the white young man could only smash into a few cracks no matter how hard he hammered, was simply split in half.
At that moment, the sound of trees breaking, which clearly did not exist, echoed clearly throughout the room.
A dream world passage suddenly appeared not far away. Sawyer, who had hurried over, suddenly changed his expression the moment he saw the collapsed origin tree. "Damn, it's late—wait, why are there two little princes?"
The black-haired teenager winked at him, showing a sunny smile, then hugged the fallen white-haired teenager, and the next second he said to Harris, Ivan and Meng Ya who also appeared here: "Although there is only half a stump left, it is enough. The remaining dream power will not be too strong, which is enough for you to stabilize your sanity as humans."
Harris: "So? Why are there two Cloud Flames?"
Ivan: "Wait wait wait! Why would the God's Origin Tree fall down?!"
Mengya: "I'm coming, coming, coming——"
The black-haired young man didn't look at the chaotic scene around him. He just hugged his white self and then condensed a short knife made of gray mist in his right hand.
He said, "Do you know the path of human evolution? Above A level, it is easy to fall into a state of mental confusion. Beyond S level, there is a choice of becoming a god or refusing to become a god. In this process of choice, there will always be a twisted thing tempting them to become gods. I am different."
The black-haired young man lowered his head and whispered in the ear of the white-haired young man, "Yun Yan, or Chu Xiuyan, no matter who it is, they are not allowed to become gods."
After he finished speaking, the short knife that he had always held tightly in his hand stabbed heavily into the chest of the white-haired young man!
The next second, a crackling sound of electricity suddenly rang out in my mind, which had always been too quiet.
【Ahhhh! I’m sizzling… I’m finally ahhhh back – sizzling! 】
[What the hell! What the hell! What happened? Why did the divine pollution drop so fast? ! 89%, 63%, 43%... 8%? ! ]
[F---! F---! F---! Wait, host, why are you committing suicide? Can ah ah ah ah——Don't commit suicide? Can don't commit suicide? Can wu wu wu wu... Qi Ke Xiu, what on earth did the damn Ocean God do to you? ]
The system, which had not appeared for a long time, anxiously probed back and forth. The host who was kneeling on the ground hung his head and did not respond. Somehow, he was holding a gray knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife was deeply stabbed into his chest.
System: Damn it! Just after not seeing each other for a while, my sunny, cheerful and lovely host suddenly turned into a gloomy and self-mutilating poor little thing!
Before it could wail for a while, the host, who looked particularly miserable in its eyes, suddenly turned black, and its snow-white hair gradually turned back to black, and its dark gray pupils, which seemed to be covered by fog, also returned to black, and even the cracks on its body disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Gaba.
Like using too much force? The sound of bones colliding.
The system looked left and right, only to find that the host, who had been in one position for a long time, suddenly exerted force?, trying to crush the gray dagger that pierced his chest, but he didn't expect that the thing was too fragile and was directly crushed.
Wisps of gray mist dissipated.
And there was not a single scar on the young man's chest, not to mention any bloodstains.
System: […? It’s been a long time since we last met, so you can give me a self-mutilation scare?]
Black-haired boy… Chu Xiuyan punched the floor fiercely, gritting his teeth and said, “How is this possible! Hey, those three guys over there, and that perverted exhibitionist! You saw that black guy, right?!”
The three people over there—Harris, Ivan, and Mengya all nodded.
Perverted exhibitionist - Sawyer pointed at himself blankly, "I'm wearing clothes now, and they're black. Do you mean the boy who looks exactly like you?"
“Isn’t that nonsense!? Appearing suddenly, disappearing suddenly, and talking about the power hidden deep in the soul? Power——Do you want me to shout Open Sesame or let out the dark power hidden in the body? Ah——this? Super chuunibiao and embarrassing seal-releasing language!? Obviously split personality is chuunibiao enough, even if this is a hot-blooded manga, but? Can you take into account that I am a college student and sometimes feel ashamed of this? Things!”
System: [Although it's very high? I haven't seen you so lively in a long time, but? Can you please not roll around on the ground? ! ! ]
Chu Xiuyan squirmed on the ground, wiped the dust off his face, climbed up with his hands, walked towards Harris and the other two who were squatting beside the collapsed Dream God's Origin Tree, and said, "Ocean God... well, the 508 Ocean Gods are now locked up in more than 500 separate small worlds deep in the dream. Under normal circumstances, don't disturb them. In the real world, I broke half of his Origin Tree, so he will disappear for a while to recuperate... Harris, what's wrong with you?"
Harris looked at his freckled face, which flashed with various expressions such as fear, confusion, bewilderment, chagrin, embarrassment, etc., and finally stopped at an extremely complex expression. He turned his head and whispered to Chu Xiuyan: "Well, I seem to be the key that failed to open the lock..."
Chu Xiuyan: “?”
Harris: "Anyway! Anyway! Let's think positively. The current situation is not much different from what the Earth had planned. At least we are - gh."
"I think I heard some scary words."
Chu Xiuyan, whose face suddenly turned gloomy and terrifying, slowly withdrew his hand that was pinching Harris's cheek, and showed a refreshing smile to the trembling freckled young man, and said in a brisk tone: "Harris, I need a long vacation. Before I rest, I will be angry with anyone who mentions [Earth] or [Time and Space] and [Blood Mist] in front of me."
Harris nodded repeatedly, and his afterimage was almost visible.
The system said: [It’s almost time, let’s go back to the real world first? ]
Chu Xiuyan? Some were full of excitement, [Let’s go!]
System: [Go!]
In the moment when his vision fell into darkness, Chu Xiuyan seemed to hear faint shouts of terror suddenly rang out around him.
When I opened my eyes again and saw the familiar white ceiling and the dazzling incandescent light, a sense of confusion suddenly came over me, as if I were in another world.
Chu Xiuyan rubbed his eyes. Outside the window came the lively square dance background music, the sound of car horns, and various mixed smells, which made Chu Xiuyan sneeze heavily.
The system said happily: [Although I don’t know what’s going on, but? Yes, the divine pollution is 5.3%! It’s very low! ]
[Very low!] Chu Xiuyan instinctively did not recall the series of events that happened in the wasteland world in those few days, and said happily: [I am super happy when I think that I will have three days of free play next!]
The system also said happily: [That’s right! When I think about the next three days, the…]
It suddenly remembered its main job, which was to update comics.
At that moment,
[Ahhhhh help me ahh ...
Chu Xiuyan: "That's right! Why do I feel so tired! It's definitely not because the author spent half a month writing in just a few days!"
System: [I told you not to suddenly break through the dimension——]
Its wailing was interrupted by the sudden sound of kicking the door.
The fully armed familiar was standing at the door, carrying a self-made drug spraying device on his back, holding a drug spray nozzle, and wearing a tight special protective suit. Through the transparent mask, one could clearly see the condescending eyes looking down at him.
Chu Xiuyan: "...Save me. At least during this period of time, don't come to see me with this face."
For a moment, I saw the doctor next door who called himself "Time and Space". It was a bit scary.
Chu Wenxi did not read the message and simply raised the medicine spray head. A strong smell of disinfectant mixed with a strange smell was sprayed towards Chu Xiuyan.
Chu Xiuyan rolled over and crawled: "Ahhhh, we are all adults, can you stop being so clingy? Give each other some space—you can even bring a mask!!"
System: [That’s right! A mere 5.3% divine contamination, there’s no need for you to come out. Hum… ah, 3.1%, has this potion been upgraded and improved? It seems to be better than the last time? ]
Chu Xiuyan: "Your body? It smells so bad. Move aside. I want to take a shower."
The system looked at the current extremely low divine pollution, and then looked at the host who was confidently pushed open by the man standing at the door, and said in shock: [How bold, host! ]
Chu Xiuyan, who was pushing someone, hummed with pride. At this moment, a breeze blew in from the open window. It was slightly cool, with a damp smell, and the smell of the ocean that he had almost gotten used to during this period of time.
This is a sea breeze.
It blew towards Chu Xiuyan, swirled around his ears, and brought a slight coolness.
At that moment, Chu Xiuyan felt his scalp tingling and goose bumps appeared on his back.
In this night breeze that was like the sea breeze, he heard a distant call that he shouldn't have heard.
"Cloud Flame..."
Chu Xiuyan: “…”
He hugged Chu Wenxi's arm in fear and shouted urgently: "Uncle, save me! Uncle, save me! Save me, save me—"
The next morning, Chu Xiuyan asked for leave from school and went to the psychiatric department of the city hospital accompanied by Chu Wenxi.
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