Chapter 203: The God's Backhand in Another World
The monster roared, the sun was silent, the moon shed tears, and the stars watched.
The building collapsed and turned into ashes.
People mourn, people dance, people ask for forgiveness, people pray for mercy.
The rotating light separated the empty space. Vifiya stood in the center motionless, with calmness in her eyes.
The omnipresent gazes were fixed on her, their coldness penetrating into her skin.
She raised her eyes, and the dancing stars fell into her dark pupils, as if the starry sky was twinkling.
She knew God was watching her.
Since you are watching, why not look at the other people on the island?
Look at their hands clenching their swords, and see how they are trying their best to protect everything on Saint Fagus Island...
"Don't prevent its destruction." His voice was still as calm as Vifiya remembered it, with the same condescending attitude, as if he was giving her an order.
She said calmly, "What if I insist on doing it?"
It was quiet, with only a chill still permeating the air.
Vifia asked slowly, "Will you destroy me and Saint Fagus Island together?"
God is silent.
"What I saw in the world's rules, did you have any involvement?"
God is silent.
Vifiya looked at the collapsed house in front of her.
She didn't ask any more questions, but quietly stretched out her hand, brushing across the empty air, and then pressed her finger as if pressing down an invisible silk thread.
They fell into a stalemate in silence.
God was still watching her, and she poked the air calmly.
One second, two seconds...
One minute, two minutes...
Vifiya was neither hurried nor slow. The seven-year-old child was enjoying herself and concentrating on playing by herself, as if there was something interesting in front of her empty space.
Her eyes moved slightly, but her expression remained unchanged.
“I know what you want,” He said.
The girl continued to entertain herself.
"You're exhausted."
She ignored it.
"I will open the world for you."
The girl's movements suddenly stopped.
“Everything will return to where it started.”
Vifiya remained motionless for an unknown amount of time before she seemed to come to her senses. She asked with difficulty, "What... did you say..."
“I will open the world for you,” He repeated with great patience.
As if to prove the truth of His words and to give her a sense of security, a small dot of light flashed outside the bell tower.
The light spot fell, and the moment it entered the ground, a huge magic circle quickly rotated and expanded at the same time. The runes were complicated and the lines were tortuous. It was more complicated than many magic circles Vifiya had seen before.
The faint white light was suddenly replaced by a golden color, and a strong wind suddenly howled around. The buildings and trees that were still standing around were blown down, and the gilded light shot straight into the sky. In an instant, countless similar magic circles unfolded in the air.
The light was so bright that her long hair flew in the wind. Vifiya couldn't help but close her eyes, but she opened them immediately when she adjusted to the light.
I saw a faint golden light reaching the sky, stringing together countless magic circles, and the stars retreated.
The magic circles in the air kept interlacing and merging until only six magic circles were left.
The magic circle on the ground moved into the air, and the remaining magic circles formed a hexagram shape with the largest magic circle as the center.
The light from the largest magic circle pointed steadily downwards, continuously drawing circles.
Vifiya held her breath, her heart beating violently in her chest. There was still doubt in her eyes, but she stared straight ahead.
The circle closes, opens, closes, opens...
Until it suddenly became stagnant.
This time, as the circle slowly opened up, Vifia did not see St. Fagus Island.
The familiar scene, at a glance, you can recognize that it is a mirage that once only existed in dreams, a mirage that has not appeared in dreams for a long, long time. How familiar and yet how strange it is.
She had clearly seen it in that false world woven by the rules of the world, hadn't she?
There is a long, dark alley around, with people passing by and cars passing by from time to time.
Among the faces passing by, even if it only flashed by, she could vaguely recognize that it was the neighbor aunt who lived next door to her house.
She couldn't tell the difference, she couldn't tell the difference.
Her breathing became disordered and she couldn't stop retreating. Her lips parted, and her voice, full of bitterness, was a little incoherent: "I...you...how can I be sure that this is true?"
God replied: "It cannot be proven. Opening the channel is the limit."
Vifiya's eyelashes trembled, and there was disbelief in her eyes.
His answer was reasonable.
God said nothing more; He was waiting for her to make a decision.
Should he cross the passage and return to his own world, or keep Saint Fagus Island and continue to stay in the other world.
God heard her heart beating and her restlessness.
In the distance, monsters roared and people wailed faintly into Vifiya's ears. There were bursts of loud noises, and she didn't need to look carefully, as she could see ruins in her peripheral vision.
Monsters kept coming, and as one died, another came.
The fat boy and the red-haired guy must still be holding on, Vifia thought, and the others must be holding on too.
There were too few of them to fight, and they couldn't hold out for long.
They pinned their hopes on her, and she should have done well.
The hands hanging at his sides were clenched and trembling, and his fingertips pricked his palms so hard that they hurt.
But……
Hadn't everything she had done been for the purpose of returning home?
She worked so hard to return to her hometown, and she tried so hard not to give up, just so that one day she could see her family again.
They were waiting for her to come home.
How could she let them wait?
It's really despicable.
The God hidden in the world lowered his eyes. His gaze passed over the pure white world he was in, passed over all things, and stopped directly on this girl who spanned time and space.
She is a monument of dust cast by Himself.
She was His chosen destiny.
He watched her struggle in the world, watched her clench her heart, weep blood in silence, watched her destroy herself and reshape herself step by step.
Until now, a full seventeen generations.
Her tenacity is unmatched.
Even He couldn't help but marvel at it.
The choice He gave her was very reasonable, and He also anticipated her trembling, her hesitation, and the resentment in her heart towards Him.
This is a very simple option.
As long as she passed through the passage, all her pain and misfortune would be over.
The price is the destruction of an island and the abandonment of everyone.
She doesn't have to pay anything; the price will be paid by others.
He waited quietly, her palms clenched, her head lowered. He didn't need to see her expression, as he had heard everything in her heart.
Her hesitation would also hasten the demise of St. Fagus Island.
His eyes were calm.
He is waiting.
The girl was trembling all over. After an unknown amount of time, her whole body calmed down. She finally made up her mind and took action.
She slowly raised her eyelids, trying her best to hide her unwillingness, as if looking through the distant sky, at something in the distance.
God watched her silently, waiting for her choice.
The next second, her dark eyes met his. In just a moment, her cold gaze became sharp and filled with anger. She still had a playful smile on her face as she said word by word, "I got you."
At the same time, God's peripheral vision flashed, and He raised His eyes. Wisps of colorful smoke were swirling in the pure white space. The curved smoke suddenly straightened and turned into several sharp blades that attacked directly.
His expression remained unchanged as magic circles formed around him, and the smoke dissipated instantly, leaving only white.
In the blink of an eye, countless flying blades in the white world, with a bright light blue, whistled from all directions.
Rows of golden runes spiraled around His side, and simple magic circles emerged from the runes into thin air. The moment they hit the flying blades, the blades dispersed into tiny blue lights, and the magic circles disappeared without a trace.
All the strength in his body quieted down. He took a step forward, but something hooked his hand and he glanced over.
The place was empty.
His calm eyes finally changed.
He clearly saw a transparent rope coiled between His hands.
He knew what it was. It was the rules of the world. To be more precise, it was a trace of the rules of the world hidden on Saint Fagus Island.
Very smart, he actually thought of using the rules of the world to restrict His actions.
However, being able to hinder His movement would not have any effect on His power.
Without caring about what she thought, He grasped the rules of the world, and the fine gilded glitter on his fingertips slid, loosening it over and over again.
Until the rules of the world slipped, He just let go.
The unfamiliar feeling in his chest made him pause.
The god looked down and saw a hole in his chest with golden blood flowing out.
Suddenly, a mist of various colors appeared before his eyes, and a light blue arrow pierced his heart.
The arrow body is engraved with the pattern of mulberry flowers, and attached with a faint layer of world rules.
A look of surprise flashed across His face.
So that was it, to attract His attention. After all, she was indeed the first person who thought of using the rules of the world.
However, this cannot kill Him.
God's weakness is not in the heart.
But it was undeniable that she was the first human to hurt Him.
Without dealing with the arrow, His gaze dropped.
The girl gripped the mulberry wood handle tightly, her dark pupils shone with a magical blue light that arched at both ends, and her hair fluttered.
Her dark eyes were sharp, accurately finding His eyes, the runes on her wrist shone brightly, and the magic power of the mulberry wood handle slowly retreated.
Her choice was obvious.
Only at this moment did God suddenly realize that He had been deceived.
Perhaps she had made a plan from the moment He lowered His gaze.
"You have done well as a human being," He said.
Vephia actually heard appreciation in His words, but it was an appreciation that was given as alms.
She couldn't help but sneer and lowered her eyes. From the very beginning, she didn't believe in Him.
Anyone who trusts the enemy easily is a fool.
When Vifiya thought about the last sentence of His words, she couldn't help laughing.
Return to the origin? He actually said return to the origin?
Going back to the starting point, can everything she has experienced and all the suffering she has endured be reset to zero?
How stupid is she to choose to believe the person who caused all her despair?
The reason why God did not give her the option directly in a roundabout way was because He did not take her seriously. He knew that this was a big enough temptation for her.
Indeed, the temptation to her is very great.
However, in this way, Vifia also completed the most important part of the temporary plan.
She gestured in the air to confirm a few very important things.
Even if she possessed the power of Valega, her strength was still not equal to that of God. If God attacked her, Vifiya believed it would be easy.
However, God did not interfere with the rules of the world again, nor did he make any substantial efforts to stop her.
So, could she understand that there were certain limits to God's intervention in the rules of the world? Besides, He couldn't easily do anything to her now?
Of course, the most important point is based on all her current thoughts and is also her guess.
If all this is true, if He takes the initiative to speak, then that will be God's backup plan.
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