Now that he thought about it, the Supreme Lord had been watching him all along, which was why he appeared to help him as soon as he was trapped.
Then, by analogy, at the end of Rovasha's world, there should also be a world gap similar to the edge of the main god's world.
Sure enough, the scene before him confirmed his reasoning - the end of Rovasha's world was indeed connected to the end of the Lord's world, presenting the same blank space.
"Supreme Lord...! You are here!" He opened his lips, his upper and lower lips had already frozen together, tearing open a large piece of bloody skin.
“Bang!”
He stumbled towards the blank space, but felt as if he had hit a glass, with a dull collision sensation on his forehead.
——He can’t get in.
Something blocked his entry.
“…The Supreme Lord!!”
He raised his bloody right palm and knocked on the invisible barrier in front of him, but there was no response.
He called out repeatedly, knocked with his hands, butted with his head, pushed with his body...
“…Don’t you want to read my story? Aren’t you curious about me? Don’t you covet the authority that I may have? I can cooperate with you, I can coordinate with you, I can make a bet with you, I can bet myself on you… cough, cough cough cough…!”
The sound of wind and snow.
The cacophony of sounds overwhelmed his senses.
He had no place to go. Under the joint siege of the World Tree and the God An, the only place he could think of was here. In this huge world, with countless figures standing tall, only the Supreme Lord had extended a helping hand to him.
His enemies are too high and far away. If he wants to greedily protect himself, he must jump between these figures, understand them, unite them, calculate them, become them... until finally, surpass them.
He used all his strength to crash into the empty space, trying to break open the door of hope.
"Bang!"
There was a violent recoil and he fell backwards.
The Most High was not there, or, perhaps, He was there but He did not respond to him.
The last bit of hope was shattered.
——There is nothing at the end of the world.
This recoil was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The bones of his legs made a teeth-grinding "clicking" sound. He could not control his dying body and fell down under the burden.
The world around him seemed to be twisting and turning. His heartbeat gradually became weaker.
"Bang."
A muffled sound.
He finally fell down.
In an instant, all thoughts disappeared.
The strong wind blew up the snowflakes, which seemed to spread into a lonely golden sunset, and the white snow pressed down from the dome towards the earth.
He huddled in the cold, his limbs embedded stiffly in the snow, like iron chains too heavy to lift. The breath he exhaled instantly condensed into frost, and the world around him became blurred.
My thinking started to slow down, and the illusion of low temperature lingered before my eyes.
——He saw a blue whale.
It flew in the sky, surrounded by colorful fine sand, scattered with blue and purple stars, its fins fluttering and its tail swaying.
In extremely low temperatures, such bizarre and beautiful scenery can appear.
Involuntarily, he felt a little hot and began to tear off his clothes, trying to let his skin touch the cold snow to make himself cooler.
In the extremely cold situation, he felt the deadly warmth.
His body felt as heavy as a stone... He struggled but was unable to get up.
At this moment, the bag on his chest bumped, and a "gurgling" sound was heard. A golden-haired head rolled down his chest, making a small hole in the snow.
The eyelids were open, and the dull blue eyes looked at him.
Long, eternal, silent...gazing at him.
"…Is that the end?" Suddenly, the lips of the head began to open and close, and Noel's head said to him.
More than 30 players, Lu Shu, Su Lin, Xi Boer, Su Wensheng... so many people have escorted you here regardless of everything and risking their lives, is this the end?
The bizarre stars were dancing and the sky was hanging upside down before their eyes.
The pair of blue eyes were smiling, like two deep whirlpools on the seabed. The skin on his face was dry from being dead for too long, his lips were purple, and his cheeks were sickly pale and dead.
"...I have no choice." Su Mingan replied hoarsely.
The blood from Lu Shu's chest, the blood from Noel's head, the blood from Su Wensheng's heart... drop by drop, drop by drop... turned into red ribbons, which were wrapped around his neck and slowly tightened.
The various ornaments on his body seemed to have become heavy weights, pulling him down.
He walked along the way, trying to find a ray of hope, someone who could help him keep his memory. But it turned out that there was no end to this journey.
God? The gods would not help him, otherwise they would have come to him long ago.
Si Que? If Si Que could help him retain his memory, he would have done so in the previous resets.
The god An and the World Tree spared no effort to target him, forcing him to make promises or simply trying to eat him.
And behind him... the organizers were watching him covetously, their greedy eyes never leaving him.
In fact, he had already guessed that he might not be able to find the Supreme Lord, but he could only try to grasp this ray of fire.
The body temperature continued to drop, and the cold was like an invisible chain.
The thoughts in my mind are like a frozen river, slow and heavy.
"...But didn't we agree to go to Yu Country to see the lavender?" The head looked at him, its blue eyes like a blue whale in the sky:
"Didn't we agree to go to the hillside and watch me pay homage to the phoenix?"
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