Chapter 172 Love is bondage, restraint and waiting
With a puff.
The tip of the dagger sank into the flesh, making a sharp sound like tearing silk.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
Qianzhi was embraced by Bo Lan's arms, his strong arms across her chest, and her whole body tilted over, trying to use her body to resist Rhodes' attack in the next moment.
At the same time, Rhodes' dagger had already stabbed towards her throat, but was blocked by a ghostly tentacle.
The tip of the sword pierced into the tentacle, black mist filled the air, and sticky black blood splashed out, splashing stickily on Qianzhi's cheek.
The next moment, the owner of the tentacles appeared in front of Qianzhi, his tall body completely blocking the girl. The messy mist, like countless entangled tentacles, emerged from behind him, fluttering beside her cheek, then restrainedly retracted, carefully curled up beside Leon.
The man completely tore off all his disguises, revealing the entire spiritual body that once belonged to Er.
Rhodes opened his eyes wide and suddenly let out a hoarse laugh.
He dropped the dagger in his hand, took a few steps back, and covered his body with the coffin.
"Mr. Disaster, you've put so much thought and effort into allowing Guide Qianzhi to finally get a little closer to you."
"It's a pity that I destroyed them all."
He held out his arm to Leon.
"Why not kill me and Bo Lan right now, then tamper with her memory and make everything become what you want."
——That’s right, let everything return to the day when the interstellar space was about to be annihilated.
Let the girl put the burden of salvation back on her shoulders, and then, in order to prevent the disaster from happening again and keep mankind free from harm, kill the disaster once again.
The huge collision between disaster and hope resets the spirits of the Sentinels and Guides, allows the planet's consciousness to emerge, and may even bring the undead around her back to the world.
But the man didn't move.
The black mist just floated quietly beside him, not angered by his words, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation.
There was a smile on Leon's face, a smile of satisfaction, joy, and relief.
"I hide my true self, but I always hope that you can discover the real me under this skin, Qianzhi." The man turned around, as if afraid that the girl would retreat, he took a few steps back before her.
"I'm looking forward to this day." Lyon smiled.
"Do you know what my soul thinks about every day before it returns to the world?"
"I want to see you, I want to hear your voice, smell the same air as you, and feel what the world looks like through your eyes. Then, I want to be discovered by you, and then killed by you, and truly disappear from this world."
It seemed that at this moment, Er understood what his mother once meant by "love".
Even though he was so hungry and wanted to get closer, he went against his instinct and stayed away from her.
Even though he hated the person who had exposed everything to him so much that he wanted to kill him, he still obediently retracted his sharp claws and tentacles, unable to release even a trace of murderous intent.
Love is bondage.
Love is restraint.
Love is waiting.
Love is love itself.
He knew that he loved her.
From the beginning to the end, I have always loved her.
So he was willing to die, that was his pure love and sweet return.
The girl did not retreat as he expected, but took a few steps towards him, her little face looking up at him, her emerald eyes like the crystal clear surface of a lake with ripples, shimmering with moisture.
"Even though you're not the real Leon Claude, you still stand by his position, remember the names of the soldiers who died, and show sadness for those who died because of you."
"You will think about the power of emotion and suppress the desire to kill."
Her expression was so soft and gentle that Leon's heart sank, and his throat felt sore and itchy, as if he had walked a very long way and finally saw the oasis he wanted to see at the end.
"Uh," Qianzhi approached him, stretched out her arms to him, and smiled, just like in his dream.
"You finally found yourself."
Just like her mother told her.
Her responsibilities have vanished,
And he, at the moment of birth, was forced to be infected with the background of malice, and finally, through the pain of thousands of soul-tearings, he slowly paid for those sins.
Now, their souls are the same as those of ordinary people, and they should experience the ordinary people's life that is unique to them.
The man's throat rolled, and his dark eyes slowly became moist in the light, revealing a brilliant, bright light.
His hand trembled slightly as he reached out to her.
boom--
The next moment, the ground trembled and the whole house was shaking.
Behind them, Rhodes, who was lying on the coffin, was coughing with a desperate and crazy expression.
"I still failed, my little Xia." He murmured, "But it doesn't matter, Daddy will be here, always with you."
The gray-eyed man raised his head and gave Qianzhi and the others a complicated yet relieved smile.
"I have done many wrong things and killed many people wrongly, so I deserve to be buried underground and go to hell."
"Guide Qianzhi, I'm sorry to have dragged you into this mess," he said, pointing to a small, open door. "Go out through that small door over there and follow the passage straight ahead, and you'll reach the outside world."
"Someone outside is waiting for you."
The people of the empire are trying to find a way to open up this relatively enclosed space.
As he spoke, the huge room trembled, and the white walls cracked into countless gaps, revealing the true nature of the entire house.
Countless black data tubes flashing green electricity were collapsing, leaking electro-fluid abscesses like rotten blood vessels.
As the data tube collapsed, the entire space collapsed.
It turns out that the entire garden and the entire house are illusions composed of four-dimensional projections.
They were actually trapped in one of the underground spaces in Area 7377.
Qianzhi looked at Rhodes.
The man lay down on the coffin lid, and his always straight back bent, as if he had aged in an instant.
It was as if this goal of revenge had been supporting him until now, when it collapsed like this house.
"Xia is here, Rod, she is right next to you."
Qianzhi suddenly opened his mouth and pointed to Rhodes' side.
Xia's undead spirit was pulling at Rhodes's clothes and hugging the man's arm.
"Really?" Rhodes smiled faintly and opened his arms again. "Did I hug her this time?"
The man's arms overlapped with the girl's.
Their figures overlapped, crossing the boundary between life and death, and finally hugged each other again.
"Qianqian--" At the moment when the data collapsed, Bo Lan's voice came to Qianzhi's ears.
Bo Lan held the lightsaber in one hand, the light flashing across the dense falling rubble, and with the other hand he hugged Qianzhi and rushed out of the small door.
The intersecting figures inside the door were completely obliterated in the dust.
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