Chapter 91: The truth of the n-times-recurring world (more dialogue)...
As the light and ethereal hymns were chanted, my consciousness followed the flow.
It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like only a few brief breaths.
The surrounding atmosphere changed in an instant, becoming a completely different atmosphere from that of the Dark Temple. Even with eyes closed, one could feel the scorching sun coming from all directions.
As the song gradually faded away, Chen Shuang opened her eyes.
White.
White without any flaws.
I can't even tell my own direction and position.
There is no difference between the extreme white and the pitch-black night.
Chen Shuang looked down at herself: "The color is still normal."
The sky and the earth are all white, and the only different color is itself.
If it weren't for this difference, any other creature that came here would probably really doubt their own existence.
"My name is Eskyn, fortunate human, welcome to the Temple of Light."
The voice floated in the air, yet seemed to be right next to my ear, echoing for a long time, but no one was seen.
Chen Shuang surveyed her surroundings and pondered, "I didn't notice anything unusual just now."
In just a blink of an eye, she was here.
If the power of the God of Light interfered, would Ypres be so quiet?
Or did she really leave the cathedral?
【You are using "Witch's Secret"】
[Spiritual power determination successful, you have successfully established a connection with [Dark Origin·Yper]]
The mental network unfolded smoothly as usual, without any lag.
[Can you hear me?]
She asked twice in a row, but even though the connection was normal, she still didn't get a response.
"It seems that it is no use."
She organized her mental network to ensure she could receive messages at any time.
"My name is Eskyn, fortunate human, welcome to the Temple of Light."
Just like a pre-programmed sound, the voice repeated itself once again. It was even a little creepy to hear it for a long time in this empty white world.
The scene in front of me suddenly became like an old TV screen with a broken screen. The whole world flashed twice, and the voice also became unstable, and the tone became a little... well, weird.
"My name is Eskine, a lucky human. Welcome to the Temple of Light."
It's like talking in my sleep with my grandma.
Chen Shuang: “…”
He seems to be a guy with a lot of personality.
The strange accent rang out for a moment, as if some beings felt a little embarrassed, and the repetitive welcome speech soon disappeared.
Chen Shuang's eyes moved slightly, and she randomly chose a direction and walked forward.
He counted the number of magic crystals in his mind while observing his surroundings.
If this place is fake, there should be some flaws.
Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in the silent world.
"Eskine!"
A tall black figure suddenly appeared in the white world. He rushed in angrily, with a cautious and gloomy look on his delicate face.
Shen Shuang stopped and said, "Yper?"
The god strode forward without stopping, passed by Chen Shuang's side, and shouted towards the empty space ahead: "Get out!"
No, that's not right.
The gods here seemed different from the ones she was familiar with.
The sharp black shoulder armor and the scaly mask, if you must say so, it looks more like a sculpture of the Ruler of Darkness...
This is the God of the past.
After reaching this conclusion, Chen Shuang seemed to be lost in thought, then suddenly raised her eyes and looked forward.
Is it a memory of the past?
Faced with this sudden situation, I didn't feel much nervous, but more curious.
So what did Erskine want to tell her?
Chen Shuang took a step forward and followed the figure in front.
When the first touch of warm black intervened, the silent white world finally began to fluctuate.
As the dark god advanced, two angels descended from the holy light, folded their snow-white wings, knelt on one knee, and paid homage to the supreme god of darkness.
They met the black figure and leaned forward and said, "Praise you, Your Majesty the Dark Lord..."
"Get Eskine out of here."
The god immediately interrupted the meaningless small talk and said with a stern expression: "Why didn't he come on the day of the pivot?"
Chen Shuang was standing nearby and clearly saw that the angel's already fair face had suddenly become even paler.
Pivot Day...
Initial speculation is that it is an important time point for the transfer of power.
Being questioned so harshly by a god, the two angels trembled their wings and finally lowered their heads in silence.
God sneered: "Guilty?"
"If you don't tell me, I'll ask myself."
God swept past the angels blocking his way, and said in a voice so cold it could freeze a soul: "Go away."
Even though the immense threat from the gods would be too much for the angels to bear, they still mustered up their courage, remembering the Creator's command: "My God said, I won't see you, please..."
"ah!"
The pure white wings were instantly entangled by pitch-black chains, and the immense pressure bound the angels tightly to the ground.
Without any communication, God simply stepped over this group of extremely straight-thinking creatures and disappeared into the white light.
God broke in.
A gust of wind blew by, and the scenery in front of Chen Shuang suddenly changed.
She looked at her surroundings: "This is the Temple of Light."
The temple, composed of gentle white, is a combination of sublimity and elegance. Lively fish are swimming in the translucent arched windows, casting staggered light and shadows on the ground.
But now, a hideous crack appeared in this temple that had always been sacred and peaceful.
A shrill noise came in from the towering clouds.
With a loud bang, the gray area formed by the interweaving of light and darkness silently spread to the entire temple, and the smoke and dust raised by the fluctuation of power enveloped the entire palace.
Chen Shuang stood still, waiting for the smoke to clear.
As time went by, huge spider-web-like cracks appeared on the white marble walls. The translucent wind chimes hanging in the air could not withstand the aftermath of the force and shattered at a certain moment. The fragments fell and landed lightly in the hands of human priests before slowly disappearing.
She lowered her eyes: "It's fake."
The two people who shattered the palace in front have not stopped yet.
"Eskine, you should give a reasonable explanation for your actions."
The pitch-black feather cocoon was peeled off layer by layer, and the master of the dark night pressed the cold sharp blade against the neck of his old friend. The surging darkness gradually dissipated along the thorns wrapped around the sword. Just by getting a little closer, an extremely cold chill spread to the senses.
The god lowered his eyes and said, "Or perhaps it will pierce your head and restore order to all the chaos."
Eskine said nothing.
Even though it has come to this, He still maintains a cold indifference and does not feel the slightest bit uneasy about the current situation, as if it is just a trivial matter.
The angry darkness tore at the light, and the divine power surged and rolled due to the violent impact, causing the god's body to begin to ache, but He remained so quiet, so... indifferent.
After a long while, the god of light finally spoke, his voice cold and firm: "...You won't."
Ipper sneered, "Really?"
The sharp thorns penetrated another inch, and golden blood began to seep out of the opponent's neck. The winding thorns grew wildly with the divine power until they completely enveloped the God of Light, tightened, and pierced into his body.
"As of now, Ypres has the absolute upper hand."
Chen Shuang pondered and suddenly had a bad feeling: "What happened in the meantime that led to the current situation on the continent?"
A situation where light is strong and darkness is dying.
No matter how you look at it, what your boss is going through is not a good thing.
The god said coldly, "I'll ask you one last time, on the day of the revolution, why didn't you go?"
"The world cannot bear a single force and must undergo rotation," the god said. "You must understand this principle."
"I hate being bound by laws. I want to become the true Supreme God in this world."
He said, "I need the accumulation of faith."
"I want to seize the power to control the world and gain the power to tear apart the rules under the erosion of time."
The god of light looked up at his old friend, the gold in his eyes concealing all emotions. He suddenly raised his voice and faced the sword directly, and golden blood immediately covered his white robe.
He covered his torn neck, and a paranoid and crazy voice squeezed out from his throat: "In this great plan, you have become the biggest obstacle."
“I don’t want to.” He tightened his fingers, gold gushing out from between them. He stared intently at the black figure, “I really don’t want to.”
"But why don't you obey me? Why don't your family obey me?" He said in a low, hoarse voice, "You and your family should all die."
Faced with such a hysterical old friend, Shen remained silent for a long time, and the sword in his hand was pressed against the other's throat without letting go.
After a long pause, God asked, "Even if the world collapses, it doesn't matter?"
He said, "Except you and me, the world is all dust."
So it doesn't matter if it crashes.
"It's really," God exhaled, "absurd."
"I will kill you," said Ypres.
“You won’t,” Eskine said.
"You will imprison and seal me, and use the eons to persuade me to correct my thoughts."
Chen Shuang subconsciously shouted: "Be careful!"
A sword suddenly pierced through the Dark God's chest from behind. A dazzling red blood gushed out from the wound, seeping into his black robes until the ground began to turn blood-red.
"But I will kill you."
Eskyn slowly stood up. "Don't worry about weak creatures. The world will forget you, and so will they."
The god took a deep breath and looked back at the second Eskin who came out from behind. It was a brand new and intact Eskin.
Ipper said sarcastically, "You are really patient with the torn origin."
The other person's white robe was spotless, as if it was not him who had just taken action. He was just strolling in the garden and then picked a flower casually.
The white god said indifferently: "Kindness is the original sin of power."
"Ypres," He lowered his eyes, without any emotion in them: "Sleep forever."
"You want me to die," God's eyes showed a startling arrogance. "Come and try."
The sword in his chest was corroded by darkness and gradually turned into dust.
The dark thorns danced wildly, completely tearing apart the calmness of the light.
The turbulence caused by the collision of forces shook the entire temple to the point of collapse, and the burst of light was enough to blind people.
Chen Shuang raised her hand to block the glaring light in front of her eyes.
When this memory ends, the next new place will follow.
The scenes in this memory field are constantly changing.
She watched quietly.
The battle lasted for a long time.
The Temple of Light, the Temple of Darkness, the sky, and the mortal world.
——The lost land.
The Tasmanian wilderness: a desolate place where the winds are forbidden.
The light clouds were torn apart by the roaring hurricane, the valley was cut in half, the water dried up in an instant, until finally, the stream of light falling from the sky crashed to the ground, razing the lush plateau into a terrifying pit.
The raging divine power was still surging and tearing, but their master had already calmed down.
Chen Shuang stood in the basin and saw clearly everything that had happened.
The broken Fate-Binding Sword pierced the throat of one of the Gods of Light, pinning him to the ground. His golden pupils had lost their luster, unable to come alive again. As for Yper...
He sat on his knees with his head lowered.
A voice came: "It's over."
Chen Shuang looked at the final winner.
The God of Light, who had initially clashed with the gods, clutched his throat and threw the Book of Laws, stained with the blood of the God of Darkness, to the ground. He looked at the motionless figure before him and said slowly, his voice hoarse, "It's over."
"I know you can still hear me," He said, "I will eliminate all traces of darkness, leaving no trace. I will bury the followers of darkness and their beliefs into the dust of history."
"Yper," He said again, his voice lingering, "being soft-hearted is the original sin."
The dark body gradually turned into starlight, and the wind blew past, carrying the silvery-white brilliance to the sky.
Chen Shuang reached out to hold a few glimmering stardust particles, which brushed past her palm fondly and dissipated helplessly in the wind.
Until the last star goes out and the dark gods can no longer hear any sound.
Chen Shuang took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the ups and downs in her heart.
Even though it was just a memory, a memory that happened a long time ago and has been forgotten in history, but after seeing this scene with my own eyes, I still feel... very uncomfortable.
This memory has not yet ended, but for the first time, Chen Shuang felt a little impatient.
The magic crystals that had been counted long ago were piled up in the backpack, ready to be put into the card pool at any time.
She hasn't used the card pool during this period, and the hardworking magic ants have turned the number of magic crystals into a staggering astronomical figure.
Even if it is an exhaustive method, a violent solution can always be found, allowing the God of Light to feel the charm of darkness again.
"Kill me."
Chen Shuang raised her eyes and looked towards the source of the voice.
The God of Light, whose body was soaked in golden blood, felt strangely mad. He muttered, "When you wake up, kill me."
Those cold golden eyes raised up, looking precisely in the direction of Chen Shuang. His voice melted into the wind: "Remember, kill me."
"...Ypres."
*
Those overly quiet eyes looked at Chen Shuang, as if they had crossed the barrier of time, standing in front of the black-haired priest, and spoke to her in person.
Kill Me
He said.
Please, kill me.
An indescribable weird feeling permeated her whole body. Chen Shuang took a deep breath and threw all the magic crystals directly into the card pool.
The dark pool water rippled, and the unprecedented number of magic crystals made the Pale Hand very excited. It plunged into the pool instantly as if it had won five million. Then, countless system prompt sounds passed by its ears.
Blue, purple, gold...
When she saw the fifth golden object, she finally stopped looking.
【Reverse Butterfly】
[The bricks you lift now can hit your feet in the past.]
[An ability that's the complete opposite of the Butterfly Effect. When you're recalling a past regret, you can ask a magical little butterfly to fly back in time and redeem itself for you.]
[Note: The little butterfly has limited stamina, so please choose small bricks]
It's like a pillow is coming when you're sleepy.
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
【You are using "Reverse Butterfly"】
Your magical butterfly is ready, please select a brick.
A blue butterfly suddenly flew into sight and circled Chen Shuang affectionately.
She searched in her backpack and actually found the building materials left over from the construction of the temple, a piece of top-grade alchemical material that the dwarves loved so much. The material was enchanted and the quality was very reliable.
It felt heavy in her hand, so she tried to hand it to the butterfly. The little blue butterfly grabbed the brick, chirped and flew up, rushing forward with great energy.
Chen Shuang reminded: "Remember to fly high."
The little blue butterfly shook its antennae and made a heart shape at her, as if to say: No problem!
As the butterfly left, the memory scene continued again.
Chen Shuang looked up.
High in the sky, a flash of blue suddenly appeared, flying higher and higher with great effort. This weak life form was not within the range of the gods' vigilance at all.
Eskin seemed to be still immersed in the fight just now, and didn't even have time to pay attention to the golden blood seeping from his neck.
“Whoosh—”
Top-notch alchemical bricks that didn't belong to this world fell from the sky and hit the target.
The white figure swayed, touched the top of his head in a trance, and took down a piece of hard brick.
Is it raining rocks from the sky?
He fell backwards, and due to excessive blood loss and broken body, he finally collapsed.
The hard-working butterfly flew back with a grunt, rubbed against Shen Shuang's hand, as if wanting to play again.
Chen Shuang smiled: "Good boy, you can take whatever you want from here."
There are a lot of miscellaneous items in the backpack, enough for the children to play with.
*
“Whoosh—”
The butterfly had a lot of fun playing, and a small hill was formed on the ground. After the God of Light was hit by who knows how many hundred bricks, Chen Shuang finally turned over seven golden items.
A black walkie-talkie with a special name.
Chen Shuang looked at the introduction.
【Members of the control room of the haunted house】
[Please do not enter the control room during operation]
[After use, you will become the main controller in the simulation scene.
You will have the ability to remotely control the entire venue. Please feel free to control the tourists, ensure their safety, and complete the prescribed games on time.
Control power?
She looked at the white space that was frozen at that moment.
[Test completed, currently in simulation mode...reasonable scope of use]
Chen Shuang's eyes moved slightly.
This is indeed not the real Temple of Light.
[You are using the "Haunted House Control Room Member"]
Current participants:
Main controller: Chen Shuang
Visitor: Eskine
[Please ask the host to set up the game]
The world seemed to be covered with a blue filter, and everything turned into controllable points, lines and surfaces.
[You have set: Transparent Wall]
All the colors in front of my eyes were wiped out, even the original white disappeared between heaven and earth.
Heavy frost hangs in the center of the world.
She looked forward and easily found the only unchanging color.
In an extremely distant distance, a huge tree was also rooted in the void, and behind it was a white silhouette.
[You have set: Ignore any obstacles]
[You have set: Ignore any distance]
[Your master control experience has ended, welcome to use it next time]
【Countdown time: 720h】
When the human priest finally stepped onto the ground, the surrounding environment instantly returned to normal.
The giant tree with golden feathers stretched its branches wantonly, and the leafy canopy formed a dense shadow below.
A white figure sat by the pool, and the golden water rippled with His movements. Hearing footsteps, He gently waved away the fish in His hand and raised his head slowly.
A soft halo fell on her snow-white long hair, and the ends of her hair slid down from her shoulders and hung down at her waist as she moved.
Those were a pair of extremely bright golden eyes.
Unlike Iper who was hiding in the darkness and acting arrogantly, the man in front of him, although possessing such dazzling colors, had eyes that were extremely indifferent, as if unable to accommodate any reflection.
My impression of this person is... very mixed.
Thinking of the words "Kill me", Chen Shuang added "contradiction" to the impressions of indifference, backstabbing and madness.
There is an indelible scar on God's chest.
He said: That disgusting holy sword pierced through here from behind.
He was quiet for a while, then hugged her tightly again, his heart beating hotly, and asked: Priest, is mercy a sin?
*
Chen Shuang looked at the God of Light in front of him and said, "Kindness is not a sin, ugliness is."
Eskine nodded slightly: "Yes."
"We don't seem to be in a relationship where we can meet alone."
She observed the other person's expression and suddenly said, "You want to avoid Iper."
Eskine didn't object: "Yeah."
Chen Shuang: "Why?"
Just to see her seemed a bit far-fetched.
A book suddenly flew out of the golden pool and opened its mouth carelessly: "The master said: Nice to meet you."
Chen Shuang finally realized something: "Your throat."
The Book of Creation said, "My master is unable to speak. I will speak to you on his behalf, Your Excellency Chen Shuang."
It seems that Eskeen's neck injury has not healed.
He gestured: Please sit down.
Eskine: "Long time no see, Shen Shuang."
Chen Shuang raised her head and looked straight into those golden eyes.
He continued, "For you, this is our first meeting, but for me, it's been a long time."
Chen Shuang didn't say anything, waiting for the other party's follow-up.
Compared to the idea that the God of Light had misjudged her during the prayer ceremony, ignored the dark aura in her, and used her as a bridge connecting light and the human world, the idea that the other person in front of her had known her for a long time was not so difficult to accept.
"That's a long, long story..."
The little blue butterfly hiding in the sleeve popped its head out. Seeing the familiar figure, it immediately flew up excitedly, picked up the stones on the ground and threw them on the head of the God of Light.
The hard stone was stopped lightly by the white hands.
The Book of Genesis glanced at Eskine's expression and said, "The master didn't say it, but he was thinking that this was the sixteenth time he had been attacked by this little guy."
Sixteenth time?
A shocking idea formed in her mind. Shen Shuang looked at Eskin, who nodded slightly in her sight.
"As you can imagine, this world has repeated itself tens of thousands of times. I've met you over a hundred times."
Chen Shuang's expression turned serious: "What is the dilemma of this world?"
Even the gods couldn't solve it, and it was trapped in a repetitive cycle.
"In the beginning, the world alternated between light and darkness normally, yet it still came to an end." It had been so long, so long, he recalled from those fragmented memories: "There were many other gods at that time, but all living things died in the collapsed world. Not even the gods could save the world."
“We perish when the last vestiges of faith die, and we are buried with the world.”
Chen Shuang listened quietly.
"The Laws tried over and over again to save themselves, even going so far as to conserve the power of the Creator God and reset the world back to its very beginning, but the outcome remained the same."
"Every time a new god is created, one of the original gods is missing. The power that created him is used to restart the world, saving the consumption of laws. Gradually, the number of gods decreases..."
"Only the last two main gods are left..."
He said, "It is Iper and me."
"The law finally realized that simply restarting the world would not achieve the desired results, and it made a decision..."
Chen Shuang said: "The law has given you a cyclical memory."
"Indeed," He nodded. "It placed its hopes in me, hoping that I could prevent the world from ending, but it was disappointed. Even I can only helplessly cycle through each restart with my memories."
"I tried to tell the truth to the whole world, I tried to tell it to Ypres, I even tried to hide it from the beginning..."
He said calmly, "I'm crazy."
As if discussing something that had nothing to do with him, He calmly said, "But it was only mad for a while."
"During that time, after I was unable to stop myself, I simply wanted to end this world and restart the next one. So I killed all living beings in the world, including Iper."
"I told him not to be afraid and that we would see each other again soon. He called me mentally ill and then stabbed me."
"I might really be sick, he's right."
At this point, His eyes suddenly lit up: "I was the only one left in the world at that time, but do you know who else I met?"
Chen Shuang tried: "Me?"
“That’s right!”
Chen Shuang: “…”
It seems that she was unlucky enough to be hit by a nail that fell from the wall again.
"You are the only soul I have ever seen whose color is different from this world's. You do not belong to this world," He said. "Your intervention will bring unprecedented hope."
Chen Shuang asked: "So what happened to me next?"
All the creatures in the world have died, and it looks like the world is falling apart. However, there are still some undead followers of darkness, and they seem to be still useful after being dug out of the ground.
Eskine said, "After you showed up, you first found a place to sleep, and when you woke up, you cursed the God of Light all day long."
Chen Shuang: “…uh.” She seemed to understand.
After all, when he traveled through time, he found that his base camp was gone, and even the whole world was destroyed by a madman. His own safety still depended on the madman not going crazy. Even if he had the system in his hand, he had to vent his anger no matter how calm he was.
He continued, "You mined on your own for a few days, and then skeletons began to help you. Later, undead liches and phantoms appeared beside you. Even some long-destroyed flowers, birds, insects, and fish came alive on that land. The long-ruined Dark Temple was gradually repaired."
"That sounds good. I encountered some difficulties later."
"The dark followers you worked so hard to maintain were too fragile. The natural disasters that rolled through this world in its later years alone were enough to destroy these undead souls," He said. "Unfortunately, they were engulfed by the descending fire before they had time to grow."
"In the restarted world, I began to try to induce your 'intervention'. After several attempts, I discovered that you have no direct connection to the destruction of the world." He looked at the black-haired priest before him, "You are related to the survival of Yper."
"But it must be within a limited time frame," He said. "Once, at the beginning of the world, I put Iper into a long sleep, hoping to involve you directly and give you more time to perform. But unfortunately, I failed, and you did not appear."
Chen Shuang couldn't help but said: "Please don't make such a light statement about killing a friend."
"I'm sorry, I forgot you were in that kind of relationship. Due to the limited energy of the Law, Iper couldn't join the cycle. I'm the only one left. It's been so many times, I'm a little numb." He quickly apologized, "Next time, I'll be careful with my words and take your feelings into consideration."
"I've tried many times in sorrow," He said expressionlessly, "and finally locked onto the optimal time interval."
Chen Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "It is the time of my arrival this time."
"That's right," He said, "After the time of your advent was fixed, I began to try to help you promote the continuation of the world."
"I've experienced this conversation like we're having here thirty times, and I've seen that stoned butterfly sixteen times."
"Eleven times out of thirty, I spoke too harshly and you left before I finished. Ten times, Iper came over mid-conversation and we were forced to stop. Only nine times did we have a serious conversation and decide on the next plan."
"We almost succeeded twice."
"The power within you is extremely strong," He said. "It is a power unlike any other in this world, powerful enough to light up the world anew."
Chen Shuang asked: "What is the reason for failure?"
The white god said simply: "For the first time, Ypres knows our plan."
"plan?"
Chen Shuang asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Combining the information she had obtained, she easily guessed the so-called plan: "Sending you to die, right?"
He shook his head: "You can't kill me now, I think..."
Chen Shuang: "Let Yiper send you to death."
The God of Light looked over with his golden eyes. There was no madness or desire in them, only endless tranquility.
He said, "Yes, send me to die."
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