Chapter 107: "Birds sing while carrying wheat in their beaks."



Love, warmth, expectation, hope...these are the things that can kill a beast at any time.

A wild beast cannot have these things, so never have any expectations.

Su Wenjun raised both hands and tightly grasped Su Ming'an's sword, preventing it from moving forward, blood flowing through his fingers.

Su Ming'an swung his sword forward mercilessly, piercing through Su Wenjun's resistance. Their ideologies conflicted and could not be reconciled, only life and death could separate them.

Swish—swish—swish—

The sword blade pierced through the flesh, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Like the sound of something solid piercing a liquid.

It sounded like something hard scratching across bones.

The moment the sword completely pierced through Su Wenjun, Su Mingan seemed to see a white light. In the white light, a child was walking quietly in the wilderness, wearing tattered clothes and a worn-out wooden mask.

The steamed buns rolled into the gutter, and the child crawled on the ground, desperately drinking the muddy water, praying that a little bit of white steamed bun crumbs could flow into his mouth. The wild dog bit his broken leg and roared at him fiercely. He got on all fours and yelled back, his expression was hoarse and fierce, and he even wanted to tear the dog's flesh and blood, more like a beast than the dog.

Then the child disappeared, replaced by a teenager.

He was holding a house deed and arguing about something, walking from one end of the alley to the other, his face covered in blood and tears, but no one paid any attention to him.

Countless sticks, knives, guns, and even fire fell on him, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, with a wild flame still burning in his eyes.

Soon, the boy became a young man. Many people lent him their arms, many people handed him bottles of wine and roast chicken, and many people smiled and helped him light the cigarette in his mouth.

But soon, these people disappeared.

Until finally, in the white light, only the young man wearing the silver mask remained.

He leaned alone against the statue, looking at the dark tombstones, as if waiting for something, but no hand reached out to him.

The wine on the table has gone cold.

He looked at the cold wine and murmured:

"I will become part of the world's rotting flesh and blood, the rottenest and most corrupt termite."

"I will rot, I will be ugly, I will wither. I will become the worst part of this world, digging deep into the source of its sin and burning with it. There will be people who hate me, there will be people who despise me, there will be people who will do everything they can to get rid of me."

"I will be high above, looking down on the surroundings."

"I want to give the goddess a white daisy."

"I want to give the goddess a bright red shawl."

"I want to give the goddess a gorgeous crown."

"When a traveler passes by and gives these to me, I will invite him to meet the goddess together."

"I am a person in the story, stuck in the quagmire, powerless to change the story of the world. Even if I try my best, I am just a broken person in the hands of Oliver."

"Then, I will become a companion with the traveler passing by, and look forward to changing this story with him, whether it ends together or starts anew."

"If we can connect with each other."

"We will open the story again and again, let the story start again, let the characters be forever free, and let the future never end."

"If there is nothing that can be done about it."

"I will die...with the worst and greatest sin, ugliness and prison."

"Dead without a body, never to be resurrected."

The purple-haired young man in front of the tombstone promised so firmly.

Until the flames pierced the white light, the dry burning smell once again awakened Su Mingan's senses, and he could no longer see these illusory pictures.

He saw that the purple-haired young man had lost too much blood and fell in his arms.

In the blazing fire, the purple-haired young man finally calmed down. The sword pierced through his chest, blood flowed out, and only a faint voice murmured:

"The afternoon sun is very bright today... very suitable for sleeping..."

"I'll sleep for a while and don't wake up again..."

He never considered himself a good person. All his plans were out of selfishness.

He wanted money, power, force, and freedom. He would rob, cheat, and kill. He would do anything to destroy the formation of the Book of the Universe.

He never defended himself, nor did he ever ask for anyone's praise.

Because he will leave eventually.

Today, just because he failed to beat Su Mingan, it doesn’t mean he admits defeat.

If destruction is not possible, then be kind and get what you want. Dying before the Book of the Universe is formed is also a rejection of "perfection".

He was the first person to try to break free from the fate of the Book of the Universe, and the first person to have the courage to reject "perfection".

“This is…”

He smiled, endured the severe pain, and slowly put the cracked silver mask on his face:

"A story I freely chose for myself."

The mask concealed his arrogant smile and also concealed a tear.

The sun shines through the sparse shadows of the trees, penetrates the crystal leaves, and shines into the burning fire.

The light and shadows fluttered, as if there was a shadow of a bird, circling and flying in the high dome...

It is unknown where Su Wenjun got the last bit of strength from, but he pushed Su Mingan away. He pulled out the sword from his chest, blood splattered in an arc, and he covered his chest and limped towards the fire.

The long purple hair fluttered in the scorching wind, the golden pupils sparkled, the exposed chin was as pale as paper, dripping with bright red blood, the red clothes fluttered, as gorgeous as a violet flower.

Just like the first time Su Mingan stepped into the palace of the world master, he saw the almighty monarch leaning against the statue of god.

The blood merged with the bright red clothes, and he stumbled forward, one step at a time...

——Finally, he stepped into the sea of ​​fire.

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