Chapter 860 "Goodbye" has been completed
After Aleister's body was shattered, her consciousness did not escape into the void, nor did it leave her body and turn into a ghost.
She only felt that the world in front of her was so dim... like a lonely candle lit in a dim room at the end of dusk.
There is only one bright spot in the whole world.
That is the "angel" in front of us.
She extracted and refined her own life, and immersed it into the body of the angel.
At that moment, Aleister's entire world of consciousness began to shake violently—
"Keeping more people alive is the best option...right?"
Huan Tiansi's voice sounded like an illusion.
“Pastoral law is just a bridge, it’s not the goal.”
"You don't understand what it means to be a Pillar God. It's a living Pillar of this world."
"I want to go home—it's not like I can't get back. I've already found my way home."
"Drink, drink...drink till you are full of my blood, and do not sing or speak!"
The difference in the two people's memories was quickly made up in the intense mental shock.
Aleister quickly understood what was happening.
The soul of "Evans", which was curled up like a baby or a wild beast, gradually opened its body in confusion and accepted the fragments of memory from Aleister.
At this moment, the angel outside suddenly froze.
He just stayed where he was, suspended in the air.
Beneath his eye mask, his eyes, once filled with divinity, emptiness, and indifference, suddenly became confused. A look of disbelief and astonishment surfaced in his eyes, and within those eyes, a glimmer of humanity shone through his surprise and grief.
At this moment, his eye mask suddenly lit up with colorful runes. A seal appeared on it.
The four colored elements behind him lit up simultaneously, and lightning crackled from his eye mask.
Aiwass and Aleister were two in one, two sides of the same coin. Furthermore, they had been separated for less than six months, and the "wounds" of their souls had yet to scab and heal.
When Aleister gave of himself, the broken part of Aiwass' soul was returned.
But Aiwass did not feel any joy or satisfaction.
He felt with horror as his memories gradually synchronized. Memories that had either been synchronized before or were treasured and hidden by Aleister flowed into his body, and his missing soul was gradually completed...
The completeness of Aiwas also means the disappearance of Aleister.
At this moment in the outside world, the angel suddenly let out a long howl of grief, reached out to grab his sturdy blindfold, and struggled violently.
Lalo, the only remaining promoted, slowly stood up by holding on to the broken railing.
"…Thrice my eyes have been gouged out by the pain of separation, and my tongue cannot sing the song of joy."
He looked at the angel, and the mournful verses, whether prophetic or not, struggled to emerge from his teeth like living things, like dark tentacles: "My ears cannot bear the nightingale's bloody tears, the screaming bird is crushed and made into pudding...
"I am an eagle without a grave. My teeth are falling, my claws are broken, and I have nothing to do but fall."
The clown opened his arms and shouted at the angel who had covered his eyes.
“I can’t be a flag, nor can I get into a badge;
"Give me one last act—or put me in a barrel and turn me into blood wine!"
Fate is so ironic.
Those far stronger than him, those he wanted to protect, those he wanted to live at all costs, were dead.
And he did nothing.
He was just an old homeless dog basking in the sun.
——The one who finally survived was a person who had long since given up wanting to live.
How can he move forward bearing the deaths of these people?
The angel, however, simply curled up, arching his back like a cat, clutching the blindfold covering his eyes with all his might. He roared, his roar growing more and more furious.
Finally, he tore the blindfold apart with force!
Even his eyes became bloody and his face looked hideous.
Three or four streaks of blood flowed from his bloody eye sockets to his chin, and the rune circle behind him suddenly disintegrated and dissipated, turning back into a purple-red halo.
Then, the angel roared and tore off the four white wings behind him.
When those white wings left his hands, they transformed into countless small snakes entwined together - that was their original appearance.
He grabbed his hair, which was like tentacles of light, and pulled it off. Without the light filter, they turned into white snakes after being pulled off, falling to the ground between his fingers.
It seemed as if a "snake rain" was falling from the sky. But perhaps it was also a rain of blood.
But even after the four wings left the body, the angel still did not fall.
Like the ancient winged beings, they do not need to flap their wings to fly like modern harpies - "having wings" means that they have authority over the sky, just as breastfeeding beings do not necessarily only use milk to feed their offspring.
At this moment, Lalo suddenly opened his eyes wide.
As a transcendent being on the path of beauty, his intuition and inspiration are very strong.
He suddenly had a strange hallucination -
A little girl with long black hair suddenly appeared beside the suffering angel.
She hugged the angel from behind and whispered something in his ear.
As the only surviving witness watched, the angel's spirit quickly calmed down.
His hair, which had grown back, was as bright as gold and as bright as sunlight. However, it no longer danced like the tentacles of an angel, but was just ordinary, mortal hair.
Finally, it reached out and grasped the purple-red halo behind it.
——So that can be held?
This thought emerged in Lalo's mind.
The next moment, the angel threw it out like a frisbee.
But it did not break into snakes like the other fragments, nor did it fall to the ground.
Instead, it took off, expanding as it soared into the sky. A force that shook space gradually gathered.
The angel's features and limbs became completely clear, and the light was completely withdrawn into his body. He seemed to have become an ordinary human being.
Suddenly, six even larger wings burst out from behind him.
Red, blue, yellow, green, white, and black. The red, black, and green wings are even larger than the others.
He extended his right index finger and pointed it towards the sky.
In the originally purple-red sky, a countercurrent vortex suddenly rolled up, forming a circle of golden light.
The next moment, the dazzling golden light turned into countless sharp blades, directly cutting the halo apart!
The whole world gradually solidified at this moment.
The eighth question is thus generated:
Are you satisfied with this future?
There are three answers:
[——That’s fine.]
[——It can be even better]
【——I will never look back】
The metal shells outside the three doors were already crumbling, with only a few pieces of steel remaining. The rest had turned into dark golden amber.
Without hesitation, Aiwass pushed open the third amber door.
He never looked back.
The next moment, the whole world turned into light.
The whole world was thus stripped away and condensed into a complete painting.
In the distant sky, an angel pointing to the sky with one hand looks majestic yet angry.
One could vaguely see a translucent spirit entwined around him, lying on his shoulder.
Behind him, six enormous wings shimmered, far larger than he himself. In the center of the purplish-red sky, a sunken patch of brilliant golden light shone. Not only did it spin, reaching higher into the sky, but the golden light emanating from it even spread, altering the surrounding purplish-red color.
Just like the golden morning sun is better than the sunset.
The mortals on the ground who were looking up at the angels looked up and saw countless small snakes of different colors falling from the sky like a rainstorm.
The light condensed into a sword of light that split the sky and earth, splitting the purple-red halo in the sky, which was like the setting sun, in two. The halo also broke!
The sun will eventually set, and destiny will eventually return. Every encounter will eventually lead to a separation, but even after separation, we can meet again. Under the blazing sun, freedom is impossible. But if the starlight is bright enough, perhaps it can split the sky and earth before dawn. Then, you will know where the new road leads.
【——Completed, "Goodbye"】
Such a childish yet solemn voice rang in Aiwas' ears.
Finally, the entire fictional world completed its mission and shattered in an instant.
(End of this chapter)
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