Chapter 52 The Power of Soul Continuation
Not long after, the shadow of doomsday descended again.
This time, it is more terrifying than ever.
Ning was left in the fortress by Qianzhi.
"Don't go anywhere," the girl said with a smile, "Ning, stay here and wait for me to come back."
She stroked his head gently as she always did.
But he didn't come back with a smile like before.
The people who went out that day, in addition to Qianzhi and Yindie, included most of the guards who had physical enhancement abilities.
The last person to come back was a dying guard.
His arm was completely eaten by some monster, and he dragged his body back to the fortress.
"They. They are all dead!" The guard spat out black blood, his eyes bloodshot.
Everyone panicked.
"Even the messenger of God is dead?"
"We're finished!"
"Even Siming followed those two divine messengers out, so what should we do?"
"—Divine Messengers?" The guard laughed hoarsely. "There's no such thing as Divine Messengers! They're in cahoots with the black miasma! Their goal is to capture all of humanity!"
"A-a gang?"
Hesitation led to anger.
The original suspicion and the fear that had existed from the beginning to the end turned into vicious curses and insults at this moment.
"I knew these non-human guys had no good intentions!" someone cursed.
"What kind of messenger of God? He's just a monster in human skin! He might come back soon and eat us all as food!"
"Didn't you see the way that woman looked at our commander with greed? That's the way she looks at food!"
"That's disgusting! She deserves to die!"
The flattery and admiration for the messenger of God changed in just a moment.
Everyone looked at Ning, the hatred in their eyes almost wanting to eat him alive.
"This guy has been following them all the time. He looks very weak."
"What are you afraid of? We still have missiles and poison gas. After a few bursts of bullets, he will be riddled with holes even if he doesn't die!"
Ning watched as people came towards him with laser swords and guns.
He didn't move.
He knew the nature of human beings, which was selfish and despicable.
But my sister likes the complex and precious emotions hidden between them.
He couldn't go against his sister's wishes.
People raised their guns in his direction.
boom--
It wasn't the sound of gunfire, it was the sound of the fortress gate shattering.
The black-haired girl stood outside the door.
Gray-black mist floated around her and was strangled by the growing vines.
Her eyes were the same as when she first saw people, calm, but also without any compassion.
"She, how come she is still alive!?"
"Look at that black miasma!"
The last bit of miasma was shaken off by Qianzhi.
She stretched out her hand.
Specks of light scattered from her fingertips.
A soft sigh was heard in the light.
They surrounded the girl and were reluctant to leave for a long time.
"I can only take you so far," the girl said, "see you later."
After hearing her promise, the light spot slowly rose up and slowly disappeared into the air.
"What are those?" Someone pointed a gun at her. "Don't think we're afraid of you! The rest of us won't let you go!"
But some people had already stopped cursing and knelt down in fear before Qianzhi, turning against their allies at the last minute: "Sir! Please have mercy on us and let us go!"
"You—you spineless wimp! And you kowtow to a murderer!"
"Idiot! Take your gun and get away! If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"
The people who had just shared a common hatred for the enemy suddenly changed their expressions.
Qianzhi's voice silenced them all.
"I didn't kill them." She didn't look at the people, but just waved to Ning, "They are not dead. Their souls are immortal and will eventually return to the world."
"——What a joke! How could they possibly come back!" The man holding the gun looked at the spots of light and couldn't speak clearly. He loaded the gun and pointed the barrel at Qianzhi: "Also, if you say it wasn't you, will we believe you?!"
The other group looked at the disappearing points of light with envy. They knelt before the girl and said, "Sir! We will follow you until death!"
They will eventually die, and maybe they will get a chance to reincarnate by following Qianzhi!
Who cares whether her nature is good or bad at this time! It is always right to seek benefits and avoid harm!
But Qianzhi didn't look at them, but pulled Ning and flew lightly into the air.
"--Sir, where are you going!" the people below were crying.
"--Damn it! Aren't you a messenger of God? Why do you just abandon us like that!" Someone was jumping and shouting.
They looked up at the girl.
She once appeared so indifferently, and now she is about to disappear from people's sight like the morning mist.
"From now on, there will be no more divine messengers." They only heard the girl's vague and cold voice, "Only you humans."
There was a loud bang of a gunshot.
It is not known whose gun went off accidentally.
"Sister." Ning supported Qianzhi.
The final bullet went at them.
The girl who could have easily blocked it didn't have the strength to do so and allowed it to penetrate her abdomen.
Blood oozed from beneath her white dress.
They landed at the original mansion.
"Sister, your power is about to disappear." Ning opened her innocent eyes.
For the first time, he felt the sadness slowly seeping out from within his body.
"Hmm." Qianzhi slowly closed his eyes. "Destroying the black miasma of doomsday and endowing those souls with the power to continue did exhaust my energy."
She did not lie to those humans. The end of the world has ended. Humans no longer need messengers of God and can only rely on themselves.
"Where's Silver Butterfly?"
"I put him to sleep. Otherwise--" His head suddenly ached, and Qianzhi frowned.
The thick and sticky miasma still lingered in her body, erasing all traces of its existence.
——Including the owner of the miasma they met.
Qianzhi could no longer remember the appearance of the person she saw in the miasma forest.
"Sister, don't sleep." Ning's anxious voice was in my ears.
She didn't know when she was so tired that she closed her eyes, and in her misty vision was the tearful face of the young man.
"Ning, don't cry." Qianzhi raised her hand with difficulty and wiped Ning's tears.
Her strength dissipated and her body could no longer support her.
Qianzhi slowly stretched out her hand, and a small pale yellow flower bloomed in the palm of her hand, and then was handed to Ning's arms.
"Part of my memory is preserved here." She spoke softly and slowly.
"Keep it for me first, Ning. I'll come find you when the time comes."
"Sister," the boy hugged her tightly.
The body of the girl in his arms became more and more transparent and lighter.
Ning felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if something was being gouged out of his body alive. He gasped for breath in pain, and transparent drops of water slid from the corners of his eyes and hit Qianzhi's cheek in his arms.
His roots, his heart, were disappearing.
He will become a tree without roots.
"Good boy, I'll be fine." Qianzhi found it difficult to speak. She didn't have the strength to hug the trembling boy's body, so she could only put her hands on his head as she did before.
"Take care of yourself, I'll be back."
Her body disappeared from Ning's arms.
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