Chapter 200: The price of one casualty is the end of Yun Fuyu's life...
At this moment, the pastor standing on the top of the mountain also had a blank face, as if he had forgotten how to blink.
"Old, old, old Gu."
"Old what? I told you not to yell like that. Have you found Yun Fuyu? Where are you? Why is it so bright? Isn't the city's energy system down?"
"Old Gu...Priest..."
"You—never mind. What's going on?"
"...The Holy See...has moved to the Eternal Light Tower?"
The pastor was distracted and slowly relayed the communicator's screen.
"What are you talking about—holy shit!"
On the other side of the communication, Gu Changming could barely hold the communicator, and he fell onto the light screen projection.
In the center of the picture, a giant tree emitting a white glow falls from the sky.
The shadow of a huge tree root is rooted in the clouds above the sky, while the crown of the tree slowly grows towards the ground.
The newborn glow illuminates the sky and earth like daylight, and every window glass of every tall building in the city's steel forest reflects the shadow of the giant trees.
It was as if a magnificent bell was ringing, echoing between heaven and earth.
"Buzz—"
It's the World Tree!
The sound of the bell shakes the soul, and everyone who hears it is in a trance and shaken.
As the voice fell, the World Tree instantly leaped from the end of the sky to the plain within sight.
Every time the soul trembles, it is a sign of the World Tree's transition.
"Buzz—"
Bell sound.
The sun and the moon hung upside down, the stars dimmed, and the white sun rose again at the end of the sky, getting closer and closer.
"Buzz—"
Bell sound.
People see the World Tree in the rearview mirror.
The dazzling yet gentle light shines upon the world, dispelling the darkness.
The monster in the black fog twisted and roared, becoming more and more intense, struggling to survive, but unable to move in the light.
The world seems to be caught in the overlap of hell and heaven.
At the far edge of the city, the hustle and bustle of traffic all came to a halt, and no one was in the mood to hurry on.
People opened their car doors, got out, and looked in the direction of the World Tree in a trance, as if it were a mighty river gathering, and walked towards it instinctively.
"Buzz—"
Suddenly, someone realized that it was not the sound of a bell, but the remains of the forest in the city responding to the call with joy.
The soul echoes between heaven and earth, holy and ethereal.
The crying child in his mother's arms raised his face blankly and touched his forehead.
In the white light, the gentle world tree kisses the top of human heads.
"Buzz—"
The sound of the bell is like a tribute to life.
The birds stopped flying, the beasts fell silent, and all the spirits bowed their heads towards the World Tree, as if in worship.
The extremely huge tree canopy stretched for thousands of miles in an instant, and the glow suddenly became brighter.
In the center of the earth, only the World Tree stands.
*
Xie Huaiyan stood on the roof and the butterflies flew back to him.
His dark eyes stared straight towards the World Tree, and the giant white tree was reflected in his eyes.
"Dispatch two teams to guard the perimeter of the temple and don't let any mutants get close."
*
"Buzz—"
In the center of the city, next to the roots of a giant tree, a figure was sitting.
The dried blood on his face looked like cracks in porcelain, terrifying.
The rise and fall of his chest was barely perceptible.
The small ball of white light slowly merged into Yun Fuyu's body, repairing it bit by bit.
The chip left his body.
Thus, in the fragmentation, flesh and blood were restored and memories were restored.
Only the human soul, "Cloud Supporting Rain", was still lingering under the tree, refusing to accept this.
World Tree asked: "Why don't you respond to me?"
The sound of the bell echoes between heaven and earth, and Yun Fuyu should be able to sense that it is the direction home.
He can understand.
The little white figure was unaware and stared blankly at the white light between the tall buildings.
He should have said, "Here I am."
What is he waiting for?
The white light is getting closer and closer, and human creations can no longer block its light.
The little figure slowly sat down against the tree trunk, sitting side by side with his body.
He looked at his clean palms and then at the blood-stained palms of his body.
He wanted to...
The memories of the past are complicated, dating back to before I was born, like a huge river rushing forward, crashing against a small dam.
He wanted to...
With the arrival of the World Tree, there is no need to worry about pollution anymore, everything can be solved well.
He wanted to...
What is he thinking?
It seems like there is nothing to think about.
In the waist-deep torrent, a white figure stood there blankly, with its soft forehead hair wet by the mist.
He touched his hair.
Her black hair had grown long like a waterfall and was casually tied up with a hair tie.
The waters were turbulent and dangerous, and the newborn Son of God was not very experienced yet. If he was not careful, he would get lost in it.
But the water should be much more than waist-deep.
The river should drown him and carry him away in an unknown direction. That's right.
He was able to stand here because of the solid rock under his feet.
The black reef was smooth, just enough to keep his waist and above exposed above the water, supporting him gently but firmly.
He wanted to...
He touched his long hair in a daze, and finally remembered.
No one braided his hair today.
This reef is the memory of ordinary people Yun Fuyu.
The World Tree said, "That is just a stone. You have countless stones. From ancient times when humans did not exist until today, there are countless stones at the bottom of the river that belong to you."
The World Tree said, "Human lifespan is very short, and there is nothing worth lingering on. If you like, we can visit the human world more often in the future."
World Tree asked, "Come back. You've been away for too long. It's time to come back."
The sound of the bell calls children who have been away for a long time to return home, guides the lost, and echoes in the water, continuously, like the sound of the wind.
World Tree: "What are you waiting for?"
Countless rocks at the bottom of the river emerged from the water, connected to the solid bank, forming a bridge, inviting him to walk on it.
He stood there, motionless, with his head lowered like a lost child.
The tide is receding.
Through the thin layer of clear river water that covered the back of his feet, he saw the black stone under his feet.
He said, “There are so many stones.”
Memories of many lifetimes.
All those who had shared these experiences with him have passed away, and he is the only one who remembers them.
The World Tree said, "Your body can't hold on any longer. We should leave now."
The World Tree urged him, "Come back. Come back and have some sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine. Everything will be back to normal."
World Tree asked: "What are you waiting for?"
He was oblivious to the sound, feeling the heavy and soft stone beneath his feet, and murmured:
"I want this one."
"Buzz—"
He remembered that his name should be Yun Fu Yu.
Yun Fuyu remembered.
And some people...need to say goodbye properly.
Yun Fuyu opened his eyes.
Vision returned.
The world has never been so light as it is today. Pure power fills his body. His sight can easily cross thousands of tall buildings and see the figures of his teammates "Yun Fu Yu" fighting in the distance.
His consciousness transcends time and forces Yun Fuyu to remember the current danger countless times in dreams.
His gaze finally fell on the black-haired man at the door, and he looked into those black eyes filled with complex emotions.
He said, "Xie Huaiyan, long time no see."
The butterfly flew uncontrollably towards the Son and landed on His fingertips.
Xie Huaiyan had already arrived at the temple and stood at the door, but he didn't dare to take another step forward.
His eyes were unusually panic-stricken as he glanced at the familiar face, and he was absolutely certain that this was Yun Fuyu's body.
However......
"...Are you Xiaoyun?"
Son: "You guessed it."
Xie Huaiyan's jawline was tense, his Adam's apple was rolling, and his hands were shaking slightly.
"Xiaoyun."
He did not respond, but simply raised his head and looked at the World Tree that was getting closer and closer.
"The World Tree is coming to me."
Xie Huaiyan's voice was unsteady, his eyes were slightly red, and he walked forward slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
"Why is there blood on your face? Are you injured? Do you remember what happened before? ... Can the Vatican be trusted?"
Holy Son: "The chip has been removed. Don't worry, the Holy See is my home."
Xie Huaiyan's jaw trembled, and he wanted to smile, but the corners of his lips were pulled down by the heavy emotions.
"So what are you going to do now? Since you've recovered your memory, it's okay to give up your fake death plan. I've compiled a list of those in the Xie family who hurt you, and I'm dealing with them one by one."
The Son of God had a calm expression, with a faint white light floating around him, like a holy yet ruthless statue.
"I'll take care of it."
Compared with the Son of God's long memory, the memory of "Yun Fu Yu" is so short that it is not worth mentioning.
Whether it is the pain of being branded as a sinner, the depression of being trapped in the experimental base, or other struggles, grudges and hatreds, they are just small traces left by marine life crawling on the beach.
When He regains His memory, the tide will recede and nothing will be left.
"Buzz—"
The bell sounded closer and closer, echoing softly.
The giant tree supports the sky and the earth, and its light is like clear glass, reaching the sky above and the ends of the earth below.
The phantom of the World Tree overlaps with the real space, just right, and is located above the big tree in the temple.
All the creatures here are trembling and leaping for joy, and small balls of light are roaring and rushing to the top of the world tree, kissing the existence they love.
The Son of God and the World Tree are originally one.
The Son of God walked up the stairs towards the World Tree.
The hair color and iris color of the mortal Yun Fuyu gradually faded, white light filled his body, and mortals could no longer see him clearly.
But at this moment, his wrist, which was as cold as a branch, was suddenly firmly grasped by the man's equally cold hand.
Xie Huaiyan's hands were shaking, his joints were turning white from exertion, and he pleaded unwillingly.
"Give Xiaoyun back to me."
The Son of God turned his back to Xie Huaiyan.
Only the ends of His hair remained a light color.
At the beginning, He was a small glowing fruit, and the only fruit of the World Tree.
He sensed Xie Huaiyan in the experimental base and felt a sense of familiarity with an old friend, so he transformed from a small fruit into a human.
But at that time he didn't know that he was still soaking in the black cold liquid and almost drowned.
It was Xie Huaiyan's firm and powerful hand that pulled him out of the water.
In fact, they don’t remember it anymore, only the Son of God still remembers it.
More than twenty years ago, among the allies at the beginning of the founding of the Seven Towers, four of them had their souls restored and were resurrected one after another.
It's just that their memories were completely lost, and even their abilities became those of ordinary people.
For thousands of years, the Son of God woke and fell asleep, spending many years alone.
Only this time, the two finally met.
However, just after they met, the Son of God had to suppress the pollution of the space rift.
The beginning of this life is Xie Huaiyan.
At the end, it was also Xie Huaiyan.
The Son of God turned his head, his gentle eyelashes drooping.
Xie Huaiyan's figure was reflected in his eyes, like a gentle and reluctant lake.
"We'll see each other again."
......
In the flood of memory, the river water surged again.
Yun Fuyu struggled in the overwhelming water, and finally at a certain moment he stood firmly on the stone surface.
In just that instant, he was pulled away from the Son's memory.
Yun Fuyu was already standing on a high branch.
He paused, then suddenly jumped down in three or two quick steps, threw himself into Xie Huaiyan's arms, and hugged his neck.
A warm and soft body pressed against Xie Huaiyan, and a very soft voice rang in his ears.
"Brother. Goodbye."
......
Under the night sky, Xie Huaiyan looked at the white branches extending like stairs.
It's empty up there.
After a long time, he raised his hand and his fingertips touched the cold tears on his face.
*
Everyone saw it.
The world was like a grand sunrise, and the white light of the World Tree penetrated through the tall buildings. The light was like an arrow, instantly nailing millions of mutants to the spot.
Living branches sprang across the city, ruthlessly piercing the mutants, sucking their blood and flesh, absorbing the mutant's taint until their enemies withered and dried up.
The mutant roared and screamed sharply, but could not move.
In the extremely violent white light, the edges of the huge black figure blurred and it was torn into gaseous black mist, which slowly dissipated.
Finally, all the black fog drifted towards the roots of the World Tree and was suppressed again.
After the black dissipated, there was no trace left on the ground.
For the mutants, the World Tree is the food they most desire, the existence they most want to possess, and the most powerful and invincible enemy.
To all living beings, the World Tree is a tolerant elder and leader.
The white torrent, wrapped in black fog, roared through the city like a gentle breeze.
All the pollution on the injured was completely dispelled by the white wind.
Bathed in the white light, the soul felt as if immersed in a hot spring. It was an incomparable sense of relief, as if all burdens were borne by the World Tree for humanity.
All the wounded who did not have time to receive medical treatment and all the soldiers who did not have time to be comforted were healed and recovered.
This is the most original spiritual guidance in the world and the deepest comfort to the soul.
The World Tree is the first existence in the world to possess spiritual power. It is the leader of all spiritual beings and the teacher of all spiritual masters.
The pollution of the entire city was absorbed by the World Tree and taken into its roots.
The roots suppressed the largest spatial cracks, drove all pollution inside, and continuously repaired the cracks.
There is a small temple in the city.
Thousands of feet above the temple, at the very top of the World Tree's crown, a small white figure sat there, gazing towards the direction of the sunrise.
He sat there, humming a soft song.
The singing drifted along with the gentle wind, reaching the ears of all psychics and ordinary residents in the city.
All priests who joined the Holy See had heard this language that conveyed spiritual power.
At the time of their initial admission to the Curia, this sacred language reached the soul, making known the Son's wishes to all priests and forming an alliance with the ephemeral life of mankind.
The Son of God has returned.
......The Son of God is still in the world. He has not abandoned mankind, nor has He abandoned His children.
The Son of God has returned.
All the priests stopped what they were doing, looked towards the World Tree, tears streaming down their eyes.
The gentle white reflection was reflected in their eyes. The pastors put their palms on their foreheads, welcoming the children who had been lost for many years with joy and melancholy.
The bishops and priests who had just arrived in the city looked up at the World Tree.
The bishop shed tears and opened his arms to the World Tree.
"Xiaoyun, we meet again."
He has returned to the World Tree.
But a moment later, a gentle spiritual force, like a child, rushed into the arms of the bishop and the priest.
At the same time, a branch of the World Tree descended and rubbed their faces in a friendly manner.
The bishop was both happy and sad, and he gently touched the tender buds as if they were his head.
"Do you want to go back and rest? How long will it take this time? You haven't been back to the Vatican for so many years... If possible, go back and take a look. Many people want to see you."
There is a sigh in the wind.
The branches and leaves clung to their families with affection, and also traveled through the city, greeting familiar pastors.
There is no time to go back to the Vatican, so we can only meet briefly like this.
The bishop understood without waiting for an answer.
He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the wrinkles around his blue eyes gathered in a smile.
"Alright. Even if it's the World Tree, getting a good night's sleep comes first. I hope that the next time we meet, we won't be apart for too long."
*
When Lancelot arrived at the Tower of Eternal Light, the World Tree had already risen from the ground.
They circled around with their aircraft as if they were watching a miracle, not daring to get too close.
For humans, the World Tree has always been a gentle guardian.
Now, for the first time, they learned about the brutal side of the World Tree.
Besides being shocked, I couldn't help but feel emotional.
Perhaps this is what gods are like, gentle yet powerful, controlling life and death at will.
The sacred and cruel branches bring down divine punishment on all the mutants that disturb the human world.
Lancelot kept trying to get through to the long-lost account.
Just then, he looked up and suddenly saw the figure on top of the huge tree canopy.
Lancelot's heart tightened instantly.
This figure...why does it look so much like Yun Fu Yu?
The priest's words are still fresh in my mind.
But Yun Fuyu was the student he watched grow up, how could he not be human?
Lancelot was shocked and confused. He took control of the aircraft and was about to fly to the top of the World Tree.
However, the energy around the World Tree was too strong, and the aircraft could not get close at all, and was about to crash to the ground.
Just before falling, he was supported by a gentle force.
At the same time, the white figure at the top of the World Tree looked at them from afar.
He just stood there so coldly, seemingly casting a glance at the mortal for a moment, then looking away without any reluctance.
Lancelot's pupils trembled and he opened the hatch of the aircraft.
Compared with the huge World Tree, the aircraft is like a piece of thin paper that may be overturned by the howling wind at any time.
The subordinates desperately pulled Lancelot and shouted in the wind:
"You can't go there!"
Lancelot shook him off heavily: "Let go!"
Since the aircraft couldn't get close, he went there by himself!
Lancelot had a strong bad premonition that if he couldn't take Yun Fuyu away at this moment, he might lose him forever.
Facing the sound of the wind, he leaped towards the World Tree without hesitation!
The god cast his gaze upon him again.
But this time, I feel a little helpless.
As soon as Lancelot left the hatch, his vision suddenly darkened and his consciousness disappeared instantly.
He was pushed back into the aircraft, which landed steadily on the ground in the distance.
......
Smaller humans are scattered throughout the iron jungle.
Some people were looking up at the shadow of the World Tree on the street, some were standing on tall buildings staring at the white light with their mouths wide open, and some were on their way to escape in the chaos, but they were desperately leaning on the windows of the aircraft, looking back at the miracle between heaven and earth.
The silent and distant bells echoed, dispelling all the pain and night air.
In the rising and falling breath of the earth, the roots of the World Tree connect all living things.
All the trees resonated with Him, as if returning to ancient times, when all living things came from one body and shared joy and happiness.
After the white light that was so gentle that it made people cry, everything returned to silence.
The black fog disappeared, and the mutants disappeared.
On the earth, tall buildings were broken and only ruins remained.
In the faint dawn on the horizon, the World Tree left a vague white shadow, which became fainter and fainter until it merged into the first rays of morning glow.
The pollution disaster is over and dawn has arrived.
*
The discussion on Starnet exploded.
For hundreds of years, the World Tree has never appeared in public, but now it suddenly appears in the center of the city, where the pollution outbreak is most serious.
For many people, this is something they have to record even at the risk of their lives.
When the camera zoomed in very closely, they naturally discovered the small outline of a human figure at the top of the World Tree.
It was so small, standing above the world's canopy, like a little sprinkle of frosting on a cloud-like marshmallow.
Many scholars were so excited that they stayed up all night, and posts on StarNet sprang up like mushrooms after rain.
"I'm currently researching the origins and evolution of the worship of the anthropomorphic World Tree deity. Many scholars have speculated on this topic..."
"This is definitely not a coincidence caused by light and shadow! It's a human figure! The World Tree really has an incarnation!"
"Really? There's a lot of evidence! For example, the Temple of the Divine Tree Doll in Yongyao Pagoda, and the folk tales of Hengjin Pagoda. These are all clearly documented evidence of the existence of the World Tree Avatar!"
But no matter how excited and eager the scholars were to verify this matter, they had to evacuate the city.
Perhaps they will have to wait for half a month until all traces of the World Tree have disappeared before they can come to the city for an on-site investigation.
In any case, the disaster relief and reconstruction work in Yongyao Tower City A is being carried out in full swing.
......
【Post-pollution disaster investigation report】
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Among the residents, 3,515,212 people were injured, including 3,501,042 people with minor injuries, 28,697 people with third-degree injuries, 19,377 people with second-degree injuries, and 0 people with first-degree injuries.
All the injured have received timely treatment and there have been no deaths.
Special phenomenon: According to some injured people, during the manifestation of the [World Tree], their minor injuries on the surface of the body began to heal faster, accompanied by a significant decrease in pollution indicators.
Among the psychics, the injured...
......
As of the time of submission of this report, the condition of all the injured is stable and they are expected to recover and be discharged from the hospital within a week.
......
In this operation, there were 1 casualties.
Name of the deceased: Yun Fuyu.
Identity information: Yun Fuyu, male, 20 years old
Is it being edited: No
Status: Sophomore student at the Central Star First Military Academy
Home address: None
Contact information: None
Relatives: None
......
As Mr. Zong expected, the restoration of the Son of God's memory will bring about huge pollution fluctuations.
But what Mr. Zong didn't expect was that the Son of God would save the city even at the cost of his own life.
His memory had just been restored, and he forcibly suppressed the pollution.
The price is to end "Yun Fu Yu"'s life in this life.
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The author has something to say: Baby Xiaoyun will take a break for a while [hug]
Please rest assured that no little cloud was harmed in this process [lop-eared rabbit head]
The World Tree is Xiao Yunmi’s hometown!
The young sapling needs to sleep well to repair all the damage to its body!
(But those who stayed behind would suffer a heavy blow)
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