First Player Chapter 530

Chapter 530 Chapter 527 · "I want to see the sun with you."

Su Ming'an pulled Sibel and led her towards the periphery.

The heavy poisonous rain, the people who prayed in a low voice, the long Feng Chang holding a black knife... were all left behind by him. He stepped over the barrier erected, jumped over the screaming crowd, and ran from the sky to the earth.

She seemed to be unable to walk, her legs and feet became slender, even revealing a section of pale bones.

The vast rain falls on the plain, looking from a distance like an endless sandy white painting.

Like the sea of fire five years ago, he carried her who could not walk on his back.

"...don't sleep," he said.

He went to the original wooden house to find Yuan Shuangshuang, the first leader who should have died, and obtained the authority of the black crow. This authority represents a curse, and it may be able to solve Sibel's situation.

The uncertainty brought about by reincarnation is too great. Players who have already been eliminated may be resurrected. The matter has come to this point, he does not want her to reincarnate again.

"...You finally came to save me." She said, "...If I die this time, in the next reincarnation, can I still see you?"

Her voice was getting lower and lower, and it seemed that she might fall asleep at any time.

The threat of the curse brought about by emotional fluctuations, the physical exhaustion caused by the sacrifice of vitality, the wounds on the body caused by the natural disaster and poisonous rain... All factors that could destroy her life at any time are intertwined.

She was actually in great pain. The pain was excruciating. The wound caused by the poisonous rain had rotted away and was burning hot. The body has been completely exhausted, and there are curses that are on the verge of eruption. They are running around in all corners of her body, ready to rot her into a pool of mud at any time.

The pain she was very familiar with spreading from the nerve endings became clearer and clearer.

There was blood in her every breath.

"I just... wanted them to have a place where they wouldn't be condemned, not ostracized, not despised like me." She said:

"...Su Ming'an, am I wrong?"

Su Ming'an didn't speak, he ran forward quickly.

He smelled a scorching smell, which was the cracked wound on Sibel's body, a small sizzling sound, like meat being scorched in flames.

"Don't talk, save your stamina." He saw the tunnel.

He lifted the wooden board and entered the underground passage.

The raven led the way before him, and the rain curtain was cut off.

He activated the acceleration skill of Shuofeng Boots, rushing forward like the wind.

Sibel's body would not last for the fifteenth day at this time, he had to find a way.

In the usual reincarnation, she would be exhausted and die by sacrificing her life force, not to mention this time, she has used her tentacles too many times, and it has exhausted to the extreme.

…If she had told him these things earlier and chose to believe him, they would never have come this far.

But she's a little liar.

A little liar full of lies.

Little liar who can't tell the truth at all.

It takes him to peel layer after layer like an onion before he can discover the secret hidden in her heart.

Her spirit is too tired, her temperament is too sensitive, and her memory is cluttered with many alienated endings. There is no comprehension or companion by her side, and only despair and death will always be greeted.

Man is not a machine, and being able to barely maintain herself is the ultimate she can do.

It's just that he will inevitably feel a little sad to see a person who is in such a similar situation as him come to the point where he is now.

...Hopefully, he won't fall into such a situation one day.

…falling into a desperate situation like [Dead].

Unable to abandon responsibility, repeated death, repeated madness, repeated collapse.

Without the intervention of outsiders like him, Sibel's ultimate fate may only be to give up consciousness and thinking ability completely, and fall into endless reincarnation.

cannot escape.

is never ending.

"...Su Ming'an." She said, "I know very well that even if it's just a wrong choice, it could lead to the worst outcome."

"I just want...everyone can live freely. Their existence deserves more legitimacy than anything else..." she said.

"...Faith should not be the source of curses, no one should be blamed for just being 'living', people should have their own lives..." She said: "Su Ming'an, all I want to do is this."

"…But, no one believed me, no one understood me…"

"...They are a bunch of idiots, idiots who can't see the truth, idiots who have been deceived by their beliefs, idiots who only pass the buck to heretics, idiots who don't know that their own beliefs are the source of disaster..." Speaking of this, as if in his heart As if a string suddenly snapped, her voice rose suddenly.

"—but why can't I save these ignorant, ignorant, self-serving idiots?"

"—Why do I have so many opportunities, but I can only watch the undeserving die again and again?"

"—Why!! I have infinite opportunities—but I can't even save such a fool?"

In the silent underground passage, apart from the sound of the crow's feathers flapping, there was only the sound of her tearing her throat.

Between the dirt roads, the covered desolation rolls slowly in the swaying shadow.

Su Mingan turned his head and looked at her with clear eyes.

"...because we're all 'dumbs,'" he said.

She looked at him with blurred vision and opened her mouth.

The **** liquid flowed out from the gap between the lips.

She started vomiting blood.

He had tried his best to run, but he could only see her condition getting worse and worse.

Race against time in the competition of death is the most exciting, most helpless, and most over-the-top behavior.

A little bit of dark red slowly flowed down her body, torn apart in the soil.

"...Fate sucks." She said, "But I still have to go."

"...Because at least you came to save me." She said, "I want to see the sun with you."

【NPC (Sibel) favorability: 90 points (friendship line). 】

The first tribe and the original wooden house are too far away.

At first, Su Mingan felt that her state could last until that time, but as time passed, her body became lighter and lighter.

"My curse is about to explode." She said, "I can only use my tentacles again."

"...Use it." Su Ming'an said.

At this moment, he felt that he was like an attending doctor facing a dying patient, trying his best to save this riddled creature on his back.

Cyber opened a smile, a black tentacle burst out from her back, covered her back, and began to absorb the curse on her.

With these tentacles, she will sacrifice her life force, but if she doesn't purify the curse, she will burst the curse and die in advance.

She is dying slowly, delaying her immediate death.

"...you don't look back, don't look, look at these tentacles, it's very bad for your spirit..." Sibel said.

"You don't want to alienate me?" Su Mingan said.

"I never wanted to alienate you," she said.

"Another lie."

"Really." She said, "Even if one day I have to alienate you, in the end, I will definitely set you free."

“…hold on a little longer,” he said.

He seems to have been running in this passage for a long time.

The sky is not visible here, and even the concept of time has become blurred, only the rumbling sound on the ground can be vaguely heard, and the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

He felt a light on his back, and Sibel retracted her tentacles.

"What? Not purifying the curse?" he said.

He turned back and glanced at her.

He saw her eyebrows, like frost condensed from white snow.

Under the light of the watch, her facial features have never been so clear, those sea blue eyes are like the real sea, reflecting everything she wants to see.

—As if between heaven and earth, nothing but an opening and closing in the blink of an eye.

Her eyes were no longer indifferent.

It seemed that the **** who had been standing for a long time finally had feelings, and when she met his gaze, she smiled lightly and lightly.

—showing her old wrinkled face, mingled with rotting flesh.

She is old, her flesh is rolled, and her skin is open.

Use the tentacles again and she will die instantly.

The end of the road.

"Su Ming'an," she said.

"…I am here."

"Su Ming'an," she repeated, as if confirming that he was still there.

"exist."

"...Su Ming'an." Her voice trembled more and more, blood dripped down his mouth.

"Do you regret it?" she asked, "...regret saving a curse-ridden heresy?"

He carried her behind his back and said nothing.

"Don't… save it." She said, "If you are lucky enough to get out of this samsara, then, leave me alone... It's too hard, too hard... I shouldn't involve you in it."

The pitch-black liquid gurgled out of her eyes, crowding the boundless sea.

"Don't save it." She said, "We are monsters...don't...save monsters anymore."

Su Mingan kept walking.

is still far away from the wooden house, and they are already destined to miss it.

Although he knew that after Sibel died, the dungeon process would be restarted, and he and she would be able to meet again.

…But the next victory will only be much harder for their mental state at this time.

"Don't give up." He said, "Don't give up until the last minute. I won't give up on you."

Sibel seems to want to laugh, she is laughing, she has been tired all the way for so long, and finally there is someone who will always be by her side.

But she didn't even have the strength to laugh.

"Then you, don't... look back." She said:

"I don't want you to see me dying. The body is dirty and the wound is ugly. I'm too embarrassed."

"Okay." Su Ming'an didn't look back.

He felt the weight on his back getting lighter and lighter.

“Don't… blame those peoples,” she said.

"They're just a bunch of... deceived, wretched creatures who want to live. And I...have the ability...to save them."

Su Ming'an didn't speak.

"I...haven't seen spring, and I've only seen flowers bloom once." She said, "I think...next time, I'll see flowers bloom with you."

"After the victory... you will become a god... Let's overthrow that black wall together, and ask outsiders to face our position..."

"Let's build this place together... build houses, clean up forests, take in the people in distress... I think... I want to go to the outside world, I want to see the sea, I want to..."

Her eyes became more and more distracted, and a jet-black liquid radially occupied her pupils, screaming with claws.

Like a dragonfly, her rotten hand was in front of his eyes, as if she didn't want him to see her death.

"When you open your eyes again... let's...before the cabin...let's meet..."

Her voice got lower and lower.

"You must...appear, don't go...don't leave me alone..."

"It's so bitter, it's so bitter..."

Her voice disappeared.

It seems that there is a bird that has already flown to the sky by the wind, and is about to go to the next journey.

Even if the bird's claws are locked in the vault, the bones are broken, and the wings are locked in the belief of ignorance, her sight and will will always be directed towards the sky, towards the world beyond the black wall. .

She is always proud and dazzling like a fire. She is a bird who escapes from the cage and yearns for freedom. She is a wild wolf who leaps over the snow to conquer the forest. No matter how hurt or painful she is, she will always wave her shackled wings and rush towards the sky.

【There are some birds that cannot be locked up, and every feather of them shines with the brilliance of freedom. 】

The hand she covered in front of his eyes fell down weakly, only moving a little, her wrist was broken due to excessive decay, and she lay on the ground in front of his feet.

Su Mingan stopped, motionless.

He stared at the completely rotten hand, feeling the weight behind him completely disappear at this moment.

He walked, walked.

She disappeared.

The dark mud poured down his neck, and her head, torso, and limbs all turned into black liquid in an instant, and it was hot and drenched him all over.

He quietly maintained the posture of holding one hand up, but there was only sticky black mud on his palms. He slowly, slowly turned his head, and saw behind him, there was nothing but black.

"...Siebel?" He stared at the black mud, calling her name softly.

She died, and she had a death rollback.

She said that as soon as she died, the world would reset, everything would start over, and as long as he blinked, time would go back to the first day of the war.

- But why, when he stood there, he could only see the mud that rotted after her death?

She's dead, shouldn't the world be reset with her death?

He looked at her black mud on the ground, chaotic thoughts flooded into his heart, interrupted by a burning horror.

After Sibel dies, the world will reset to the first day of the war, so she thinks she has a death rollback, and she can go back to the first day when she dies.

But she didn't know anything about what happened after her death.

So,

What if the reason for the world reset—not her death...?

If the world continues to run after her death, it will only start to reset at a certain point. She is the only one who retains the memory of before death, not the initiator of the reset...

His heart throbbed abnormally, and his whole body began to tremble at this speculation.

"..." His pupils contracted violently, panic poured into his chest like a flood, tearing apart his already settled emotions.

【—If the reason for the world reset,】

【What about not someone's death? 】

【Similarly, his death is reversed...】

(end of this chapter)

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