The darkness that had enveloped everything vanished completely.
The woman disappeared, and in her place appeared a black cat with scarlet eyes.
The black cat's eyes were full of confusion; it didn't know why it was there, and it had forgotten what had just happened.
She glanced at the man who remained standing there, and then vanished in the blink of an eye.
From then on, the world had one more black cat, wandering endlessly in the darkness, searching for dawn.
She didn't know what she was looking for, nor did she remember why she was looking for it; she only remembered that it seemed to be something very important.
She tirelessly searches for light in the darkness.
They await his rescue.
...
...
I once had a dream that was neither a dream nor a dream.
The bright sun has gone out, and the stars are adrift in the dim, eternal void.
[No light, no path, the frozen sphere spins blindly, shrouded in gloom under the moonless sky;]
Morning comes and goes—but daylight never arrives;
People forget their passion in the face of the fear of isolation.
Those cold, frosty hearts selfishly beg for dawn...
...
...
The dark cage shattered, and light returned.
"…………"
After a long period of confusion, Ning Feng raised his hand and touched his lips.
You can still smell the faint fragrance left on it, as well as the lingering warmth and soft touch.
"So... my first kiss was actually here?"
With a strange expression on his face, Ning Feng kept blinking, and in the end, he could only sigh in admiration.
"You actually sneaked away to this extent, who can beat you?"
sharp.
This is something most people really can't win against.
"I really can't compare to you, Ariana."
Ariana, that wicked woman who never hides her black heart but has never harmed Ning Feng.
Yes, it was the person he loved but never explicitly stated.
"So, you came along too..."
Ning Feng remembered.
I remember everything.
All the memories sealed deep within him awakened, including why he went to the City of Watchers and why he was here in the first place.
And the figure that pushed him away and then lunged at him.
Ariana remained true to her word—she would always be by his side.
"It's really... I don't know what to say."
Is this a reflection of the past? Is it a memory left behind in the hand of God?
No, it's not.
After experiencing so much, Ning Feng already knew the answer to this question.
"This is the past."
The river of time began to cycle at a certain point, bringing him back to this point in time a thousand years later.
“I am not anyone’s reincarnation; I am the original prophet.”
The process of self-awareness is very short; a conclusion is reached in just a few breaths.
"…………"
As he sorted out his chaotic thoughts, Ning Feng raised an eyebrow.
Suddenly becoming someone you once admired—this disorienting feeling is truly peculiar.
However, Ning Feng did not have the kind of resistance that prevented him from accepting this reality.
He's used to it.
More than a decade has passed since he awoke in the dungeon.
Not to mention, if all the time spent in the cycle of death and reincarnation were added up, Ning Feng's time in the "past" would far exceed the more than twenty years in the "future".
The countless deaths accumulated over a period of thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
If we had to assign a primary and a secondary ranking, Ning Feng in the future would never be able to surpass his past self.
But such calculations are meaningless.
Because Ning Feng was very clear about his own identity.
He is who he is, a member of the Watchmen and the leader of the Prophets.
Both of them are him, and there is no difference in essence.
"Moreover, we can't let her sacrifices go to waste."
As for the true nature of the "miserable" fate that Ariana entrusted to him, Ning Feng had already understood.
"What a tragic fate."
Thinking about what he needed to do next, Ning Feng smiled and shook his head.
"However, it's impossible to refuse."
"Sleeping Beauty is waiting for me."
Having broken free from that dark world, Ning Feng now finds himself in a blank expanse of light.
There was nothing around, only pure light.
This time, it truly seems to be the divine kingdom of the Lord of Holy Light.
Without any prompting, Ning Feng could understand the rules of this space.
Walk in one direction, and let time prove the purity of your faith.
Only those who have the approval of the gods are qualified to glimpse even a corner of the divine realm.
Approval?
Would I need that kind of thing?
"I didn't come here to gain anyone's approval."
"Even if you are the Lord of Holy Light, I don't need your recognition."
Standing still, Ning Feng showed no intention of taking a step, instead staring straight ahead as if talking to himself.
"I don't even need your respect, so just keep hiding. I really don't mind."
"After all, I was invited this time, and..."
Ning Feng paused here, looked at the still calm space, and smiled strangely.
"Actually, I came here to be a bomber."
From the very beginning, I never intended to go back completely.
I used to be really extreme in my actions!
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