[OE (Open Ending): "The Last Holy Communion", END. ]
[If the "Observer" is willing to anchor this ending, please terminate the "Observation", believe it is the only truth, and leave the "Observation" interface. ]
[Next, we will turn to the original main storyline's memory lens...]
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Su Mingan's fingers reached for his heart.
He knew that he could not escape. Unless he handed over the power of "devouring", he would soon be merged into the Eighth Seat.
He thought of a foreshadowing he had seen before. If he could use the bottle of poison to lure Noel to devour him, he could squeeze out the last bit of his usefulness, form the Seat of Hephaestus, and delay the complete arrival of the two higher dimensions...
But his fingers trembled for a moment, and he hesitated for a moment.
His mind raced, and at that moment he remembered Hui Bai's last blessing:
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[“I hope you’ll be luckier than me, Su Ming’an.”]
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People often make decisions in a split second.
What you think in one moment may be completely different in the next moment.
He was wondering, apart from this resolute idea, were there any other possibilities?
What if the poison failed to kill the two high-dimensional beings? What if I couldn't resist the moment when the throne of Hephaestus was formed? What if Noel Akinni was particularly alert and didn't choose to swallow me?
At this time, Su Mingan's eyes met a girl with pink hair.
She was slowly walking out from under the World Tree, wearing a plain cloth skirt and a bright red Lycoris radiata pinned on her shoulder.
“…You hesitated.” Her voice came over the endless hot wind: “It doesn’t matter. We do have other possibilities - your life doesn’t have to end here. We don’t have to wander aimlessly in the universe. Maybe we still have other possibilities.”
Her eyes were exceptionally clear, like a mirror that saw through everything.
...Is there any other solution?
Su Mingan opened his eyes slightly. The biggest dilemma at the moment was integrating his eighth seat.
"The Eighth Seat is not a complete deity. Alger is not even a third-level god, so how can he accommodate the complete Eighth Seat? Now, the Eighth Seat is only in a semi-high-dimensional state, so he is eager to merge with you." Ijurel's voice was clear: "To merge, you need to be weaker than Him, so that He can force you to merge. But what if you have the support of the World Tree or even the entire world behind you?"
A white hand silently pinched his wrist.
The girl with fluttering pink hair stood in front of him without him noticing.
Her face was still somewhat unfamiliar to him, looking delicate and perfect. Perhaps Master Xiaobai, who occasionally had emotional fluctuations, was more familiar to him. Perhaps the lively heroine Pudding was also more approachable to him.
The watcher under the world tree lives as long as the sky. She was here when Hui Bai and others arrived at the beginning of the First Era.
She witnessed Hui Bai's disappearance by jumping off a cliff, and the deaths of countless pioneers. But today, she held his hand.
"...You've clearly started to hesitate, so why did you still make this choice? Don't you believe that you can have a better future?" She stared at Su Ming'an, with something hidden in her words.
Su Mingan looked back into her eyes, as if he was struck by some invisible bell of fate. For an instant, many memories seemed to emerge in his mind, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Few people know the exact meaning of Watcher.
The Watcher, a person who cannot leave his hometown. He is also... a "clear-minded person".
Ijorel is one of the few people who remains awake in the endless Poincare return of the universe, and she remembers most of the universe's reincarnations clearly.
She has witnessed countless epic journeys of life in order to delay heat death. She even participated in some of these journeys and even sacrificed herself for them.
However, she did not sacrifice herself for the greater good, but simply because her will had already transcended death.
"Half of the seed is in my heart, and half of the seed is in your body. So you think that if I divide you into the 'Last Holy Communion' and let me eat half of the seed in your heart, I can gain powerful power and prevent the source of the world and the power of the new world from falling into the hands of the world master." Ijulaiel said calmly:
"After that, we can work harder without any worries and try to set sail before the two higher dimensions completely appear in the world."
“But in fact, this matter can be considered in the opposite direction.”
Thinking in the opposite direction...
Su Mingan looked up.
"Hui Bai, Si Que, or you. There is no difference between you two to me." Ijurel clenched his fingers tighter:
"But you guys, and the rest of the world, seem different to me."
"I don't understand what 'sorry' means, but I should probably feel sorry for chasing you down before."
She held Su Mingan's hand and slowly placed it on her heart.
There is a faint heartbeat there.
"Thank you for letting me know." She said, "So this is what the heartbeat feels like after having the seeds."
She read a book.
The book says that the human heartbeat can represent a variety of things.
And if you have a yearning and expectation for some things in this world...
The heartbeat will accelerate.
"puff."
Su Mingan felt her heartbeat.
Smooth and soft, like the touch of mud.
He was only one step away from eating himself, falling off a cliff, and meeting a horrible end. At this moment, a pair of holy, broad wings enveloped him. The warm wings leaned down and told him:
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