Chapter 116 The Pale Death Flowers withered, but he survived...
The War Knight leaped down from the sky.
He didn't even stand firmly, and hurriedly looked around. After seeing the figure of the Pale Knight, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then complained:
"Pale, you really make me worried."
The afterglow of dusk fell on the War Knight. His flaming red hair was rendered even more flamboyant, and his pair of red eyes were brilliant and bright.
He put away the long sword in his hand and walked quickly towards the pale figure not far away. As He walked, the light armor on His body made a few crisp sounds.
The Pale Knight tilted his head at this: "Hmm?"
He said helplessly, "I didn't expect you to come so early. I have already quickened my pace, but the result is still not as expected..."
The War Knight frowned after hearing this, but he still suppressed his anger and explained: "If you had replied to me halfway, I would have been too late to get here."
“The famine shouldn’t have come, right?”
"Why did you mention Him?" The War Knight said in an even more unhappy tone, "Could it be that you wanted to see Him instead of me? Can a friendship of a million years not compare to a friendship of hundreds of millions of years?"
Pale Knight: "..."
The Pale Knight looked helpless: "I just want to avoid trouble."
When he lacked humanity before, the Pale Knight didn't feel anything special; but when he met his colleagues, he was a little confused. Why is there such a big difference between the Apocalypse Knight and the Apocalypse Knight?
The War Knight is full of humanity at first glance.
“Ahem.”
The war knight realized that there was something wrong with his wording and coughed to cover it up. Then he tried to remain calm and said, "He didn't come. I pushed the work directly to Him."
...Yeah.
The Pale Knight couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Although the Famine Knight was as lacking in humanity as he was, he now did not want to face these two colleagues at the same time.
"I feel like you're a little different."
When they were close enough, the War Knight finally slowed down his pace. At this moment, he instantly noticed something wrong with their communication.
"There are more micro-expressions." The War Knight frowned and said, "If it were before, you would be asking me why I care about this now."
The Pale Knight smiled: "You are quite observant."
"Of course." The War Knight said casually, "People who care about something should pay more attention to it. But the abyss called me, is there something important going on?"
"That's a long story." The Pale Knight smiled.
"I still think your problem is more serious." The War Knight frowned as he looked at me. He said hesitantly, "Why don't we solve your problem first?"
"What happened to that civilization? How did it make you human?"
Pale Knight: "...Heh."
The Pale Knight was almost helpless with the words of the War Knight. How come he didn't know that the War Knight was so good at talking nonsense? No wonder Li Ming thought his classmate was like a War Knight...
The two people's speaking patterns are really similar.
The Pale Knight said, "My humanity has grown."
"Oh, so that's how it is. That's good too..." The War Knight was stunned after hearing this, and then a complex emotion surged into his mind. He muttered to himself, "It looks like it has grown quite a lot."
Although it will disappear soon.
"The abyss is calling you because of me." The Pale Knight stated calmly, "Because I am ready to leave the abyss."
"So that's it." The War Knight suddenly realized.
He thought that the abyss was calling them back, which was indescribably strange, but since it was caused by the Pale Knight, it made sense. All that was left was to solve the problem here.
Wait, what did He just say?
The War Knight frowned and asked, "What did you just say?"
"I'm ready to leave the abyss."
"..." The War Knight fell silent after hearing this. He was a little confused about the current situation. Based on his understanding of the Pale Knight, it was impossible for the Pale Knight to leave the abyss.
He continued, "Where are you going?"
"Go to where the gods live."
The scene instantly fell into silence. The Pale Knight looked at the War Knight calmly, but he found that the other party had a hurt look in his eyes, as if he had been deceived by an important person.
The Pale Knight tilted his head in confusion.
"Do you want to become a god?" the War Knight asked with difficulty.
"That's exactly what I was going to do."
"Do you know how to become a god? No, when can you become a god?" The War Knight said in confusion. He knocked his head with his hand, but could not remember the opportunity.
The Pale Knight said calmly: "Before you and I met, when we didn't know each other."
"So early?"
The War Knight muttered absentmindedly. He had never dreamed that the Pale Knight had the qualifications to become a god so early. But whenever he met him, he would not be so at a loss.
"I don't agree with you going to the virtual world. You can leave the abyss, but you absolutely cannot go to the virtual world..." The War Knight put his hands on the shoulders of the Pale Knight and said stubbornly: "You have never walked in the universe. You haven't even seen the outside world!"
"How can you tell whether this is your will or your humanity that has been imposed on you?"
The Pale Knight listened to everything in silence.
After a long moment, He gently slapped the War Knight's hand away and sighed, "I knew I would have a dispute with you."
"Yes, you even wanted to avoid me and leave." The more the War Knight thought about it, the angrier he became. He complained, "Why did you ignore me? Am I so unimportant..."
As he spoke, the War Knight began to feel aggrieved.
The Pale Knight smirked: "...Why is your humanity so abundant?"
It was true that an angel could piss off an angel more than an angel. Both of them were knights of the apocalypse who had lived in the abyss for a long time, and both were angels above the sequence. However, the angel in front of them was full of humanity like a living person.
The War Knight said bluntly: "Because my anchor is in the abyss. It is easier for me to preserve my humanity than you."
“…I’m quite jealous.”
The Pale Knight said expressionlessly. The situation had already developed in a direction that He did not want to think about. He almost felt that he was born to be incompatible with creatures of this character.
"You can't change my decision." The Pale Knight said coldly, "The fate of the gods cannot be changed. This is common knowledge in the universe and it is also your reality."
These words once again made the air around the two of them freeze.
The Pale Knight sighed at this.
He walked sideways past the War Knight, ready to leave, but his wrist was grabbed midway. Just as he turned back indifferently, he heard the War Knight say dully:
"Thank you, Silver."
"Um?"
"Thank you for protecting the weak, and thank you for saving my hometown a million years ago. Your appearance saved my life. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be standing here."
"It was just official business."
"Do you really think that these million years of mine were wasted?" The War Knight sneered in self-abandonment. "Among all the Knights of the Apocalypse, you are the only one who chooses to try to save civilization instead of destroying it."
"You are the only knight who has lent us a hand."
At this point, the Pale Knight suddenly had an impression of the civilization that the War Knight mentioned. He still remembered that civilization was affected because the neighboring civilization was completely destroyed by the disaster.
There was no interstellar communication, no tall buildings, no talent sequences... That civilization had nothing, and even many of the indigenous people had no concept of mystery.
They were still in the Middle Ages.
Science and magic are developing, but everything the civilization has is still in its infancy. Such a civilization could not have been the target of the disaster, but because of the destruction of the civilization in the same star field, it was affected.
At that time, the Abyss and the Knights of Apocalypse held a meeting.
The other knights were all about following the rules. They lacked humanity, so naturally they wouldn't pay attention to anything special, but the Pale Knight was thinking:
This is really unfair.
It was clearly not them who caused the disaster, so why should they bear the consequences?
So at that meeting—
The Pale Knight stood up, saluted towards the Abyss and said, "Let me go and conquer the disaster there. Disasters that are not within the rules should never be determined by the rules."
Looking back now, it seems like it only took a hundred years.
"I accept your thanks," the Pale Knight said calmly.
He stretched out his hand and pulled the other's arm away, and walked away. At this time, He rarely heard the War Knight's soft murmur: "If it is civilization that has changed you, why can't it be my civilization..."
The Pale Knight was silent.
He did not respond, nor did he turn his head. He took the steps towards the virtual world as expected.
The scene in the corpse paradise is changing.
The master of the domain has left, and his domain will naturally dissipate. When it reappears in the world next time, it will become the kingdom of a new god.
The world is fading and the heaven and earth are spinning backwards.
The War Knight stood quietly in the wilderness, looking at the dragon skeleton in the distance. Should he be jealous or envious? He couldn't leave this place, his hometown still needed him, but...
“It’s time for me to leave the abyss.” He lowered his head and sighed.
A small flower bloomed at His feet.
It is delicate and weak, and appears so powerless and fragile in the face of the strong fluctuations in the field.
The War Knight stepped forward silently, blocking the turmoil in the realm. He remembered that when he first saw the Pale Knight, he also held a white flower in his hand.
The pale god of death descended from the void.
He stood high above the dragon skeleton, looking calmly into the distant sky.
He was still a human child at the time. He tightly grasped the white flower in his hand, mustered up his courage and asked loudly: "Are you the God of Death who is here to take our lives?"
"You can treat me as one." said the Grim Reaper.
"Then why haven't you taken my life yet?" the child asked.
So the god of death thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and circled his head. However, he lowered his head and checked for a long time, but he couldn't find any flaws in himself, or any signs of death.
The God of Death might not be the God of Death... He thought in a depressed mood: What should I do? The sacrifice is not successful... When he returns, his parents will be beheaded...
Just as he was crying anxiously, the god of death pointed at his clenched fist thoughtfully. It was a white flower that had withered and shriveled, and even turned into powder.
Death took away the vitality of the flowers, but not his.
at last--
The flowers withered, but he survived.
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