Chapter 112 Meeting the Dawn is No Longer Just Dawn
The first rollback starts with Plague Knight.
He is the knight of the abyss, the embodiment of plague, and the king of corpses. No one can detect his replay, and no one can change it, but the existence of the "Memory Tide" ultimately affects this fact.
A mistake made millions of years ago has become His recorded present.
Even those who did not know the identity of the Horseman of the Apocalypse knew what to do after seeing Him and hearing His words. The Judge who had long watched the destruction finally joined in this destruction.
But this is not because this civilization is special, it is just because He happened to make the choice when this civilization existed.
He chose to dream a human dream.
However, dreams are empty and illusory. As a Plague Knight, the call of the abyss and the return of authority affect the stability of dreams to the same extent.
Once awakened, one will inevitably return to the top of the sequence.
The first rollback failed.
He accepted all this calmly and prepared to move on to the next civilization. There was no need to cling to the current civilization. There were countless civilizations, countless destructions, but there were only a few Apocalypse Knights.
His humanity was not enough for Him to try again.
So is His love and His hate.
The second rollback started from Jianghuai.
He is a leader of civilization, the hope of mankind, and the prophesied savior. He has walked a long and tortuous road, and finally glimpsed the essence of the world at his original starting point.
Ambiguous description, vague prophecy.
Never before had the sound resounded more clearly in his heart than at that moment. In the snowstorm of Antarctica, he met the Apocalypse Knight who existed only in the past of mankind.
Now that the Horsemen of the Apocalypse have given up civilization, "saving the world" has become a ridiculous joke.
The key to a breakthrough has arrived, but it only exists in humanity's past.
Then an even more absurd idea sprouted in the heart of the savior: Why can't humans also reverse time? If it is true as the prophecy says, then there must be a possibility for humans to reverse time.
Thus, the absurd became reality and fantasy became concrete.
But human retrospection is a fragile, bubble-like dream, so the human side needs more chips. Since the Apocalypse Knight cannot awaken his talent, why not use a false substitute?
He thought:
Perhaps the outcome was due to His connivance.
The one that humans have always been eager to communicate with is: Li Ming before he returned to the abyss last episode, the Plague Knight who knew his fate but chose to help his human friends for the last time.
Since returning to the Abyss, his humanity has slipped through his fingertips like sand.
Plague Knight and the Savior had a brief encounter at the end of last week's show.
The forum reader's guess was correct, but at that time Plague Knight couldn't even understand his past actions. He said: "I did do this, but there is no need to recall it."
He is the plague of laziness and indifference.
His reaction is always one step slower than others, and he is always used to procrastination. Since the world is about to be destroyed, since everything will enter nothingness, why should we still cling to a small thing?
But at this time, when he returned to his destiny, there was still one thing he couldn't figure out -
Time is going back and the world is distorting.
He stood calmly on the frozen ground of Antarctica, the wind and snow cut through the surface of the building like a knife, but did not touch His body. Karina had left, but He was thinking about the appropriateness of his behavior.
Because He knew that He was destined not to blend in with the crowd.
The cognition of mythical creatures and humans is extremely different and completely divergent. When disaster infects the world and the Apocalypse awakens, His behavior is bound to attract attention.
Although He can delay this result through cognitive modification, too much freedom will only prevent human nature from accumulating.
Maybe He needed another anchor…it occurred to Him.
There was something spreading out from the underground passage behind it, like a wave, like a tide, slowly devouring the life wherever it went.
Rot, wither, shrivel...
He can even associate it with the phenomena after all life disappears.
The power of the plague is also corrupt.
Plague Knight stood under the sky, looking coldly at the end of the darkness. The wind and snow were turning back, the glaciers were melting, and the originally bleak and silent building was filled with panicked voices.
He waved his hand to stop the process of retracing.
Then the wind and snow suddenly stopped, and the glacier suddenly stopped.
The footsteps of someone coming suddenly sounded in this still moment. She looked at the young man standing there in confusion. The morning light pierced through the clouds and mist and shone on him.
He commented calmly: "What an amazing little life."
"Um?"
The visitor was at a loss.
“Our powers happen to be similar. Perhaps this is fate.” The young man whispered to himself.
As he walked towards the girl, he said, "I don't know what my personality is like as a human being. For billions of years, no one has ever recognized me as a human being, but it seems that you have never experienced this either."
Xiaoguang followed his footsteps and came to the girl's side.
He squatted down, stretched out his hand calmly and said: "I just lack an anchor, and you lack a blessing."
Can't understand.
The girl was confused, but she could recognize that the man in front of her had good intentions towards her. The dawn light burned her pale skin, she was lost in thought for a moment, and then she placed her hand on the other person's palm.
There won't be a worse time than now.
"I am willing to share a quarter of my power with you. From now on, disease and plague will stay away from you." The voice of the Pale Knight sounded suddenly.
He made a contract and said, “I will raise you as a human being.”
"Until the abyss consumes the planet and death consumes me, you will be my only sister."
He stood up slowly, the look in his eyes was unreadable.
The swirling snow distorted his voice, but the content of his words was passed down intact, just as this silhouette of memory returned to the protagonist of the story in the distant future, which is now.
He accepted that he was a human being and thus had emotions, and so -
Dawn is no longer just dawn.
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[Disaster Field: Corpse Paradise]
【Features: master, semi-enclosed】
[Note: The infancy of the Kingdom of God. This realm belongs to an angel under the gods.]
[So far, the universe has been countless billions of years away from the birth of the last god. Countless creatures have reached this stage, but have fallen one after another.]
【God is an abstract, emotionless concept. 】
【But they were not. 】
[The universe still cannot know "why gods can become gods", but billions of creatures in the universe know one truth: the fate of gods cannot be changed. 】
[The inner circle of the area is clear and sunny, but the outer circle is snowy and windy. ]
[The corpses on the ground fought each other, and the winners used the bones of the losers to piece together new bone wings, circling in the sky. They chanted the hymns from the Kingdom of God, and will sing forever. ]
The Pale Knight opened his eyes.
His pale eyes reflected the clear blue sky, and the floating clouds wandering in the sky passed through his eyes as quiet as the surface of a lake.
Back here again.
Dressed in white, He stood quietly on the skeleton of a giant dragon, gazing at the fog wall in the distance. Because of His return, the derivatives of the sky and the ground all cast their attention to Him.
[Derivative: Corpse]
[Note: The skeletons that cannot fly but long to fly have been fighting each other since their consciousness was awakened. They wander in this pale wilderness and will wander forever.]
[Derivative: Corpse Angel]
[Note: Corpses with bone wings. They are used to hovering in the sky, chanting hymns from the Kingdom of God. Occasionally, they will follow their taciturn masters out and blow the trumpet of doom for the worlds they pass through.]
A corpse angel descended from the sky to His side.
The corpse took a few steps forward and humbly presented the horn, which had become a physical object, to its master. The Pale Knight glanced at it coldly, and then accepted the corpse's advice.
A gleam of light flashed in his dull eyes.
"I understand." The Pale Knight responded calmly, "But wait until I deal with this civilization first. This time I will declare the death myself."
"Though I don't have to go out now."
The Pale Knight looked up at a corner of the realm. The fog there suddenly dissipated, as if it was dispelled by someone. The derivatives on the ground had gathered in that direction, while the derivatives on the horizon were still hovering in the sky.
The dragon skeleton, which should have been dead, suddenly turned its head and looked at him.
[Derivative: Dragon Skeleton]
[Note: The remains of the Dragon Clan civilization. He was the last guardian of the civilization, but was powerless to escape the decline of the civilization. After his death, his remains followed the footsteps of the Plague Knights, hunting down disasters together.]
[“One day, the wings of the dragon will soar across the universe again. But it will not be my civilization. There will no longer be my civilization, my home, in the universe…” — The last words of the dragon]
"Are you the one who connects the realm to the outside world?" the Pale Knight said coldly.
After hearing this, Long Hai shook his head, then nodded. The ground was slightly shaken by his actions, and some weak corpses were implicated and unfortunately became part of the wilderness.
Pale Knight: "Your domain?"
Long Hai affirmed this.
He had never thought that someone could come to his master's domain through his derivative domain. Perhaps this was the price of being too ostentatious when young.
The dragon skeleton had long forgotten how many beings it had been in conflict with.
"Very brave," the Pale Knight commented calmly, "This place is very close to the abyss. If he is not careful, he will be deprived of his self by the abyss. But this is indeed the only choice he has."
The control of the 'Corpse Paradise' over its surroundings is absolute.
Death has been following Him for too long, and His followers are almost stained with the breath of death. It is okay for high-sequence Apocalypses, but for low-sequence or other humans without sequence, this will be a fatal plague.
Now, who can distinguish between Him and disaster?
After billions of years of accumulation, death has become His second authority.
The current Pale Knight can even replace his colleagues and become another tacitly acknowledged "Knight of Death".
But compared to "death", "plague" is a more suitable symbol for Him.
"I'll go see him."
The Pale Knight jumped off the dragon's skeleton and turned around and said coldly: "You stay here. It's time to think about which areas you left your information in the past."
Long Hai lowered his head in embarrassment.
His master always stayed out of it and didn't often interfere with the behavior of his derivatives. But since it had affected his master's work, he had to make a statement.
The Pale Rider did not look back.
He stretched out his hand and called out the spear made of bones, and walked away into the distance. He didn't want to see Jiang Huai, and he never thought about seeing Jiang Huai, he just felt a little troubled now.
So far, He has stayed in this civilization far longer than expected.
If it goes as he expected, he will soon see the War Knight hurrying over; if the War Knight moves even faster, then the Famine Knight, who is curious about knowledge, will also come over to find out what's going on.
Are they going to have a party on Earth?
In reality, the Pale Knight still walked steadily towards the distance.
Although His domain is vast and it is impossible to reach the border in a short time just by walking, there are people who are more anxious than Him. Perhaps humans want to verify the results...
The Pale Knight's steps suddenly stopped.
He inexplicably began to think about other things at this moment, things about the abyss—
The abyss is a quiet, deep and cold world.
For billions of years, He had never seen the real sky in the abyss. Every time He woke up, the scenery He could see would sink and die in an instant.
He thought at first that it was the cause of the abyss, but later He discovered that it was the cause of Him.
"To be fair, I don't hate human self-rescue."
"Their self-rescue behavior is like drowning people, desperately grabbing anyone who can help them. But I do feel sorry for this -"
The Pale Knight said softly:
"Because I always regard their self-help behavior as their kindness to me."
His dull white eyes swept over the intruders who had come from afar, and he said calmly:
"You deceived me."
"Again."
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