830 Old Days - 832 Old Days.
Cemetery.
Lu Shu held a bunch of white daisies and stared at the people coming and going. This cemetery is located at the 20% land demarcation line, and most of the people who died in the war are buried there.
"Son, mom is alone now."
At the end of Lu Shu's sight, there was a middle-aged woman. Her black hair had already accumulated many white strands. She faced the tombstone and placed chrysanthemum petals in front of it one by one: "Son, mommy came to see you again today... I pushed open the door and saw that the window that was originally locked was actually open. Are you back? If you come back... remember to come and see mommy in your dreams... Jiaojiao, the dog you raised, also died yesterday. The air quality is too bad, there is too much smoke from the shells, and cats and dogs will not live long..."
"How many more years will this war last... My son, you said you would escort the Old God to bring rain, and now it's raining. When can you come back... When will it end..."
Lu Shu looked on in silence.
A ginkgo leaf floated down on my forehead. It was already autumn, but most people were wearing thin clothes. They came and went in the cemetery, petals fell, and there were all kinds of people in the world.
"Can the old gods resurrect the dead? If we are pious enough, can we get a glimpse of them?"
"Old God... I can give you all my property and be your devout believer for the rest of my life. I only ask you to... resurrect my father..."
"The war is endless. It goes on for three years and three years. Neither side is wrong. Who is wrong?"
It was not until dusk, when the crowds of people changed, that Lu Shu threw the white daisy in his arms into the trash can. He had no one to mourn for, and if he did, he might have to mourn for himself.
The setting sun dyed the tombstones into flame red and dyed his flowing white hair into magenta. He didn't know what to do. His personal mission had been completed long ago, and there was no burden on him. It seemed that staying in the safe town was his only mission.
"Swish."
He waved the black knife in his hand, and deep confusion floated on his shoulders like falling snow.
He knew very early that his acumen was not enough to go deep into the dungeon. He was not as smart as Noel, nor as good as Lu Changshou. In the fifth and seventh worlds, he always helped Su Mingan as a follower. In the eighth world, he became the boss black-robed man. In the ninth world, he became an electronic ghost floating between three dimensions. Wherever he made great achievements, he burned himself desperately to achieve them. But now there is no place that needs him to burn, and his teammates don't want him to burn himself.
So, the moment he saw Su Ming'an being pierced in the sky, a huge feeling of regret and unwillingness suddenly emerged in his heart.
What can he do?
What can he do?
Yamada Machiichi and Yueyue immediately assembled the army, and Noel went to pick up Su Mingan, but he... did not realize that it was a fake death.
Even after Su Ming'an was resurrected, Su Ming'an did not convey the new task to him.
“…”
Lu Shu swung the knife again.
He was thinking, if Su Mingan hadn't told him about the new mission, was it because Su Mingan wanted him to do it? They had already agreed that Su Mingan respected all of Lu Shu's decisions and would not restrict Lu Shu's actions, but just hoped that he would take better care of himself.
But what should he do? Go to the front line to fight? One more person there won't make much difference, and one less person there won't make much difference...
At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice:
"… Confused?"
Lu Shu raised his head. The spirit suddenly appeared beside the path in the cemetery, with a few newly blossomed peach blossoms dotted on His shoulders.
"If you are confused, I can tell you what is the best thing to do," said the spirit.
Lu Shu took a step forward.
The spirit smiled gently and watched Lu Shu approach.
With a "swish" sound.
The black knife pierced the body of the god, as if shattering a burst of white light and shadow.
"Go away." Lu Shu said.
What confuses him is his ability, but he will never be deceived by his enemies.
“I won’t believe anything you say.” Lu Shu said, “Your reaction tells me that I am real, not a character you made up. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have to deceive me. Stay away from me, liar.”
The spirit smiled and disappeared.
Lu Shu stood still for a long time.
At this time, a burst of exclamations was heard, and people looked up in one direction. Lu Shu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he looked up at the sky——
At the end of the western sky, a fiery red color suddenly ignited, and tall buildings, mountains, rivers... were all covered in golden red light. Even though they were extremely far away, they could still be seen.
——That is…
Lu Shu's pupils shrank slightly.
——The resurrection of the alien king?
…
Su Mingan remained motionless while the heavy rain was falling.
Alice hugged him tightly and went to the second tower.
The Holy Alliance troops lined up, their faces covered by solemn iron masks. If the gods didn't want Su Ming'an to join the tower, how could they let him go down to the underworld?
"Witch, you are forbidden to set foot in the Netherworld." The bishop recited her crimes.
...Really? Has she become a witch again?
Alice laughed out loud. It seemed like she had been switching back and forth between these two identities too many times.
How ironic—when the gods need her, she is a goddess. When the gods don’t need her, she is a witch. Just like a puppet, the direction the puppet faces is completely determined by the big hand above. This is “correctness”.
She lowered her head and saw Su Mingan's pupils move slightly. He should be able to sense the time passing by quickly around him. It was just a moment for him, but in the body sense of an NPC like her, it was a real two years. Now is just the beginning, there are still more than 700 days.
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