[I can’t tell you: my confrontation and compromise with this world. ]
【You are all here. 】
So I still don’t know what to do.
[I can’t explain the pain I feel.]
[Just thinking of you, the world retreats in a bright halo. ]
[Some things we think are eternal, including time,]
【They are all vulnerable. 】
【——（Yu Xiuhua）】
…
"--No matter how they regard us as 'heretics', you won't give up, right?"
Su Mingan looked into Siber's eyes.
There was still that wilderness-like calmness in her eyes - reminding people of a flying eagle, grassland and wind.
In the blink of an eye, his and her gazes were locked by the night wind, as if a tug-of-war had suddenly begun.
She stared at him closely, her eyes met his, and in those pale eyes there was a loneliness that could watch over him all night long.
"I really shouldn't have hesitated."
She released her hand that was holding him back.
"Go ahead," she said.
"—become a god among madmen."
Su Mingan glanced at her and continued to stretch his hand forward.
Finally, he came across the authority.
“Wow!”
The moment he grasped the power, it turned into a black crow bracelet and hung on his wrist.
"Ding-ling-ling--"
Three black bracelets dangled on Su Mingan's wrists, making crisp collision sounds and creating a strange rhythm.
The black lamb crawling and singing softly, the black python twisting and crawling, and the black crow spreading its wings and almost flying.
The raised lines seemed to suddenly come alive, and a mysterious and heavy atmosphere came over you, as if making you see the primitive picture of people and hunting in ancient times, and see the knives and fire in the primeval forest.
——They opened three pairs of blood-red eyes.
Su Mingan's heart was instantly filled with vast emotions.
At this moment, he seemed to be able to feel the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of the people of the skyland, and touch their rich and prosperous emotions.
The sadness of losing loved ones, the anger of being tortured by fate, the despair of being invaded by the curse of the sky, the depression of not being able to see tomorrow...
He seemed to be able to hear the cries of their hearts, the sounds of their souls being overwhelmed—
——Why are we born with a curse!?
Why can devout faith be fooled? Why can't those who take faith seriously get a happy ending?
——Why is it that no matter how hard you struggle, your wings can only be clipped and you cannot see the light of day?
——If you can hear me, God, please show up, show up——
——We offer our faith, will, life, and soul to you——
——Pray for you——
—Redemption of our unyielding wild souls.
Around him, extremely powerful white tentacles spread out in all directions and quickly broke through the castle.
They tore through the atmosphere, burned the sky, and almost broke through the layers of darkness. They were like the first light in the ancient times. Tens of thousands of falling meteors rolled up a whistling sound that could be heard throughout the sky.
At this moment, the living curse of the sky was pressing down on the entire dome of the earth. The heavy rain hung upside down along the black particles, like rolling up dark black rain waves, like the end of the world.
He was lifted up by a force, along the broken castle, flying high into the sky, looking directly at the sky curse rolling down -
——'Tower of London' breaks down.
——The pitch-black raven cried loudly and flew high into the boundless sky.
…
【——Five years ago, the Sky Curse descended. 】
[——The dome is in danger of destruction, and people are fleeing in panic, as if it is the end of the world.]
…
In the forest, a little boy holding a candy raised his head and looked at the sky.
At this moment, the curse from the sky was falling, and his ears were filled with the crackling of the fire, the sound of heavy rain that was rolling back the cursed sludge, the sizzling sound of the curse pressing down from the sky, the roars of people, the cries of despair, and the sounds of fleeing.
"Feng Qiqi, let's go. We have to go back to the tribe! The sky curse has come and it's very dangerous now!" The great elder next to him went to pull him.
However, Feng Qiqi did not move.
"Great Elder, look, what is that?" He pointed to the sky.
He saw a brilliant white figure in the sky.
The vague white figure stood above the tall forest, like a bird flying into the sky, like the brightest sun.
So bright. So bright.
He is like a ray of light that tears through the endless darkness.
He rose from the direction of the ancient castle, getting closer and closer to the Sky Curse.
The bright sunlight made Feng Qiqi's eyes blurry, and even the burn scars did not seem painful.
"…Is that the legendary Lord Baishen?" he said.
…
[——At that time, the Hundred Gods descended before the people, turned themselves into a barrier, sacrificed their divinity, blocked the sky curse, protected the people, and died.]
…
[——This is the eternal ending.]
…
At this moment, a silent sense of majesty enveloped the area.
The people who were running in panic heard the sound of the wind like a whisper.
When they looked up, they could see their god—standing high in the sky.
People and Him gazed at Him for a long time through a bright white mist. His brilliant light dyed the sky and the earth into a dazzling white.
The white light obscured His face, and they could not see what He looked like.
Yet, people know.
——That is God.
——That is the hundred gods they have believed in for hundreds of years, who will protect them, dispel curses, and represent perfection.
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