"Who are you? Why are you calling me?"
This soul-shaking roar lingered with endless responses, like the highest judgment resounding in Ni Luya's heart.
She couldn't understand the language, but she could instantly grasp its meaning.
Over the years, through countless days and nights, I have fantasized more than once that I would receive a response from a great being, and my hopes have been dashed more than once.
She had rehearsed countless times how she should respond, how she should answer, and how she should win approval when this moment arrived.
But when that moment actually arrived, even though Tuscany was in such a critical situation, Ni Luya was stunned.
A mix of emotions, including shock, excitement, trembling, astonishment, fear, bewilderment, and hope, were intertwined.
She was excited, excited that she had finally succeeded;
She was bewildered, unsure how to answer; all the previous attempts to contact him seemed to have been suddenly forgotten.
She hoped and longed to bring light to Tuscany, which was in darkness.
She was afraid, afraid of the possible indifference of the great being.
"Answer my question!!!"
The voice from the endless void resounded once more, its majestic will as inviolable as divine punishment.
Wu You could sense that the one calling hadn't "left," but damn it, say something!
When he asked the question again, Wu You couldn't help but add emotion. A vast will seemed to merge into space and time, transmitting to the infinite distance in a state that disregarded space and time.
Unbeknownst to Wu You, at this moment, a black and white shimmering light, mysterious and hazy, slowly appeared in the sky above the Hope Plains Fortress Prayer Terrace.
It was a huge and majestic humanoid medium, with shimmering, hair-like substances drifting into the endless depths, as if merging into the end of time and space.
The exact shape is unclear, especially the head, but this is nothing short of a miracle.
The Tuscans, already in despair, stared blankly at the approaching Beastmen in the distance. Some even lost their grip on their weapons and fell with a thud from the ten-meter-high fortress walls.
"A prayer platform!!! What's on a prayer platform?"
Tuscany, who had always harbored fantasies about the Prayer Platform, felt that the sky above the platform was gradually brightening. At first, he thought it was a hallucination, but when he heard the heavy breathing of the people next to him, he realized that it was real.
All the Tuscans who heard his shout turned around, perhaps each one of them secretly hoping for a miracle.
When Wu You's black and white light dots transformed into a giant humanoid medium appeared high above the wishing platform, the hearts of all Tuscans felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.
She actually succeeded!
Tuscany is saved!
"Answer my question!!! Summoner~~"
Having received no response, Wu You asked for the third time. Although he forced himself to be patient, a slight hint of annoyance was clearly conveyed.
This time, it wasn't just Ni Luya who heard the sound; all the Tuscans within the fortress faintly heard this silent thunder.
Of course, Wu You's slight loss of patience was also noticed by all the Tuscans.
"That madwoman, no, Ni Luya, respond now!!!"
What happened to Ni Luya?
"Quick, quick, let's go take a look, let's go to the prayer platform..."
"Ni Luya, respond quickly~~~"
Those Tuscanik who could still make sounds roared wildly at the wishing altar, and countless others who could still walk ran towards it.
Ni Luya's situation was not good at this moment. She wanted to respond when Wu You asked her the second question, but now she could no longer make a sound.
Liquid flowed from the corner of her eye, not tears, but unstoppable blood.
The arrival of Wu You's photochemical medium not only consumed Wu You's mental and physical strength, which was already a burden for him, but also Ni Luya's pitiful mental and physical well-being.
With a "thud".
Ni Luya knelt down on the prayer platform.
As her life ran out of energy, Wu You's photochemical medium began to blur and flicker, much like a television channel with an unstable signal.
"No!!!!"
"No!!"
“Ni Luya~~~~~~”
Countless Tuscans screamed like madmen.
Everyone in Tuscany saw the problem: Ni Luya wasn't unwilling to respond, but rather, she was no longer able to.
Those running used their last bit of strength to rush toward the prayer platform. Some of those still on the city wall were so excited that they climbed onto the parapet and unknowingly slipped and fell.
Falling towards the interior of the fortress, given Tuscany's weakened body, this fall would likely be fatal.
But no one paid attention to him; even as he fell, he kept his eyes fixed on the prayer platform.
Every single person in Tuscany, from the commander to the fugitive sick and disabled, has experienced far more than one tragedy, sorrow, and despair.
Ten years ago, there wouldn't have been a single Tuscan in the world who could understand how they feel now.
...
On the other side of Earth, Wu You couldn't help but blurt out "Your sister!"
I've been playing with you for so long, and even sacrificed some of my newly acquired special willpower, only to have you disconnect from the game now, and I don't have any particularly effective solutions right now!
Wu You felt like he had just bought red bean ice and was about to drop it when the cashier handed it to him. His other hand was covered in oil with a coefficient of friction close to zero.
...
Ni Luya was convulsing, blood filled her eyes, and blood began to flow from her ears, nose, and mouth. She struggled to look up at the sky.
The enormous, luminous humanoid being was gradually becoming blurred, and its long, crystalline hair, which stretched into the end of the void, was also fluctuating.
She opened her mouth to make a sound, but could only feel the dryness and pain in her throat.
Yu Guangzhong: Countless Tuscans had already rushed to the edge of the wishing terrace and were climbing up on their hands and feet.
"Ni Luya!!"
A woman from Tuscany held Ni Luya in her arms and found that she was as light as a human-shaped wad of cotton.
Meanwhile, those in Tuscany who felt the prayer platform knelt down and pleaded with the sky.
"Please, please save us!!"
"Please..."
"No!! Don't leave!!"
"Great being, I beg you..."
The addition of these Tuscans did not alleviate Wu You's "signal" problem. On the contrary, it seemed that the mixing of countless chaotic wavebands made his photochemical medium projection even more blurry, degenerating from a humanoid form into a huge spot of light.
However, for Wu You, although the "signal" was worse, he could still feel the grief and despair in the emotions of many people in Tuscany.
Wu You could tell that these voices were pleading with him, but he was powerless to do anything about it.
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