First Player Chapter 536

Chapter 536 Chapter 533·HE·Heart Flower

Feng Chang's voice stopped.

"Yeah." Su Mingan looked into his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work... Fengchang Zewan."

Hearing this, Sibel's body gradually became conscious.

"...Su Ming'an?" She said softly, her voice barely audible.

"Well, awake?" Su Mingan turned his head and responded to her.

"...Su Ming'an?" She called out again as if afraid of disturbing something.

"Um."

"...you remember me? I...didn't start over?" Her voice was already shaking.

When meeting her gaze, Su Mingan's eyes were very quiet.

"Of course." He said, "I signed an unrepentant contract with you, and I said I would win with you to the end."

He said: "No appointment, but you are going to break my limbs and lock me in the basement."

He said, “…I won't miss my appointment.”

Tears welled up in Sibel's eyes.

Like a warm wind blowing through the barren grassland in her heart, her cold and lonely soul experienced such a strong warmth for the first time.

A child who has never been loved shows too obvious emotions.

She once thought that she could only harvest eternal loneliness, cruelty and desolation.

...As a result, she finally found a candy.

...by the long river of time, among the stones on the riverbank...she found her sugar.

She turned her head and saw Feng Chang standing under a barrier.

He was covered by a hood-like barrier, isolated from the outside world, and her appearance was reflected in those muddy, somewhat scattered eyes.

On his head, he wears a sacrificial crown with bright red ribbons.

A few years ago, when there was still the old custom of lava sacrifice, the victims who jumped into the magma had to wear such a crown for a ceremony.

At this moment, on top of his head, he was wearing such a bright red crown.

Twisted, and the black line of the curse spread all over his body. He was like a monster with a twisted whole body, standing under the isolation barrier, staring at her.

【"Adventurer, don't think that you can ignore the curse if you are the 'strongest' adventurer - even the strongest guide among us, if the curse occurs, he will die."]

【"Death is fair to everyone."】

This is what Sibel said to Su Mingan on the first day.

…But death is never fair.

To her, to him, to everyone,

Never,

fundamentally,

is not fair.

"Feng Chang, what are you doing hiding in there? Come out." She said, "It's not easy, I've said everything... You should hug me."

Feng Chang did not speak.

He stretched out his hand, passed through the barrier in front of him, grabbed her hand, and pulled her a few steps forward.

He pulled her hand from his left shoulder, and pulled it on the back of his neck.

He didn't hold her, he was covered in mud and blood, how could he contaminate her.

She is now, as clean as a newborn, she is free from the control of the tentacles, and he can no longer drag her into the abyss.

They are blood relatives.

For countless misunderstandings, countless unspeakable truths, countless cruel tragedies... He wants to make up for her once.

…although it was too late.

A jet of dark energy spread from her arm and poured into his riddled body.

Her body, which still had a bit of cursed breath, was completely purified and empty, and black lines flowed into the back of his neck.

"Let go, Feng Qiqi." She said, "I forgive you."

He stared at her with regret and struggle in his eyes.

…It's too late.

…The misunderstanding that was resolved at the end, and the apology that I said at the end.

That's too late.

People used to repeat all kinds of sacrificial acts day after day.

They sacrificed blood, slaughtered livestock, killed the living, and pushed their children into lava, thinking that by doing so, their "religion" would reach the sky and make the day come.

These cruel and meaningless acts have become very "orthodox" here.

Feng Chang initially disapproved of these actions because he was the direct victim.

But after leaving the burning forest and taking over the position of the young patriarch, he gradually saw the whole picture of the world.

…Faith stubbornly rules, heresy is not tolerated.

…Curses and natural disasters spread, and human beings struggle to survive in spite of themselves.

…The evil **** is unkind, regards human beings as pigs and dogs, and teases living beings between his palms.

People want to live, it's too hard, too hard.

In order to make good use of this double-edged sword called "faith" that allows people to live, he must integrate into cruel rituals, obey absurd oracles, and allow the current stable situation to continue.

...What he wants to do is to kill the source of the evil god's belief.

In order to save his sister, he set a fire in the tribe, and because of the fire he set, he wanted to kill the sister he saved with his own hands.

Fate has always been a disgusting ghost.

He considered himself a fool.

… He was lost in ignorance and sobriety for a long time, and now he finally found the answer.

Being the most awake, he must dance with folly, accompany ignorance, maintain theocracy with meaningless rituals, and deceive people with absurd oracles.

—to obtain the sword and sword of the beliefs of the people.

"Sibel, when Su Ming'an becomes a **** and overthrows that black wall... I hope you will let go of all this." Feng Chang said, "No one or god... can force you any more."

"Vulnerable people indulge in peace," said Sibel.

"It's not Shen Ni." Feng Chang said: "You should belong to tranquility from birth."

He held her hand tightly, not letting go.

"We never really had our own lives, Sibel." He said: "Now, the power of the Nine Gods has been suppressed, and the inheritance of the Zewan family cannot be cut off. I hope you—"

"You still want to teach me? Feng Qiqi!" Sibel suddenly raised his voice: "—You are saying sorry to me now? If you want to say sorry to me, live! Tell me every day!"

"..." Cover Chief: "...I'm sorry."

"Boom!"

Sibel punched the barrier.

There are many reasons for choosing to hate, she should hate him, extremely strongly, hate him who has killed her countless times.

…But there is only one reason to choose love. She couldn't control herself not to choose love.

She will not learn to face the situation with reason alone.

Although death had passed countless times before her eyes, she could never look at it calmly.

She always thought that since the number of times to start over is 'infinite', she must achieve the best ending. Redeem all the lives that should not be ended, save all those who can be saved, and find a way to the perfect ending with a weak body.

…But this time, there is no him in the 'perfect' ending.

"Preaching has become a weapon you are good at, and I will suffer for the rest of my life because of your words." Sibel said.

"Then I congratulate you that you will have this 'lifetime'." Feng Chang said.

"You're **** me off again," Sibel said.

She looked at Feng Chang and watched him take off the bright crown on his head.

"The Zewan inheritance family can't be cut off, Jiu Shen has also fallen into a deep sleep, and you have also gotten rid of the control of the tentacles." Feng Chang said:

"Sibel Zevan, promise me..."

He put the scarlet sacrificial crown on her head.

His voice had a forbearance gentleness.

"...from now on, you are..."

He put down his hand and stared at her fixedly:

"The 'Patriarch' of the Vault."

At this moment, the cursed black mud burst out from his body.

seems to be tired, his palms are weak, and his body is as light as falling into a cloud...

"...Sorry, Sibel." He said:

"...our fate sucks.

But luckily...this time, you survived.

pretty good. "

"Shit," Sibel said.

He was silent.

His eyelids, a little, a little, slowly closed.

Quickly, the curse of fangs and claws burst out from his body, like a twisted demon, spreading frantically—

On Sibel's hand, the warm, soft skin quickly turned into running water, slipping completely from her fingers, and then the solid and powerful body shattered down like a tower collapsed, dissipating into the air, no longer. One thing left.

She never cried.

When her mother was burned to death and her father died of a curse, she did not cry.

Today, her face is still calm, and she has not shed a single tear.

"Feng Qiqi, you are dead again."

"...you always die so ugly."

she says.

She still kept her posture against the back of his neck, clutching the black mud in vain until she was pulled away by Su Mingan who replenished the barrier.

With the fall and collapse of the sludge,

This chasm formed by belief, growth, and pain has finally been crossed by her.

She stood stiffly.

—until there was a desperate, **** whimper like a wounded beast.

[The little girl in the red robe walked in front of the little boy: "Feng Qiqi! Where are you going crazy again, mom can't find you anywhere!"

"Don't call me Feng Qiqi, call me the Dark Lord - I'm going to lead the children out to sea!" The little boy was in high spirits.

"The sea? What is the sea?" Sissi asked.

"You don't understand this. The sea is something outside. In order to go out to sea, I won't be the disgusting patriarch, oracle sacrificial and other disgusting things to you in the future."

"Hmph, then I'll definitely see the sea before you, wait, I'll definitely throw you the position of the patriarch, so that you won't be able to see the sea for the rest of your life..."

"So vicious! Qian Qian, you are so vicious! I am different, I am very generous, if I can see the sea in the future, I will definitely give you the opportunity..." Feng Qiqi cried.

"What if the gods pulled me to worship the gods?"

"...Then I'll help you kill the gods."]

on the sludge,

Sibel took out a rotten colored candy from his arms, suddenly raised his hand, and slammed it—

"Boom!"

The candy smashed into the rain barrier below, bounced a few times, and was swallowed by the poisonous rain.

"It sucks." She said, "It sucks!"

She had fantasized time and time again that she could resolve the misunderstanding and run to the sun and the sea with him.

...But you can only see this person's high-flying soul leave her forever.

So many misunderstandings, so many deaths, this time, he gave it back to her.

So she never hated him.

Never.

"Su Ming'an." She said, "I know this is the 'best' route, but I still can't help it. I want to reincarnate and see the one who hates me but is still alive."

"You don't have a chance." Su Ming'an said, "If Jiu Shen hadn't lied just now, after he fell into a deep sleep, Qiongdi would not be reincarnated in fifteen days, and he would not be able to return."

Sibel wiped his eyes.

"Just kidding." She looked at him: "This is already the best ending, and there is no turning back."

"He said he gave me the opportunity to see the sea." She said, "...I want to take everyone in the Vault of Earth to see it together."

"Well." Su Ming'an said, "It's already...it's the best ending."

He picked up the bracelet on the ground, covered in blood and mud.

above the bracelet,

A black python biting the scorching sun gleamed at his fingertips.

Feng Chang is the most complicated person he has ever seen.

【Perfect clearance progress: 85%】

Sibel stayed with the First Tribe to rebuild after the disaster.

Su Mingan accompanied her and traveled all over the land of the first tribe.

Wearing a sacrificial crown, she, like Feng Chang, chose to bury the truth of the two gods.

Because she had signed a contract with the Nine Gods, she still could not abandon her belief in the Nine Gods, but her mind was freer than ever before.

She was the only one left in the Zewan family. After Dian Si surrendered to Su Ming'an, no one dared to oppose Sibel, who had the support of Baishen.

As he was collecting the corpse and passing the corner of the square, Sibel saw two silhouettes close to each other.

The big man with a pebble in his hand, snuggled up to his mother, who was half-turned into mud.

The man leaned against the wall, as quiet as a cocoon.

His head rested on the woman's rotten shoulder, and his hand was on her neck, still in a childlike gesture of intimacy.

The thin coat was still tightly attached to the old woman's body, like a warm embrace. Under the clothes was no longer complete skin, but a pile of dead bones covered with black mud.

The sheets and mattress sucked away the decaying tissue fluid, keeping her soft tissue dry.

The man was tightly wrapped in a cotton coat, and the bones of his face were pressed against the brim of his hat with white velvet, as if he was whispering something.

The flies on the windowsill flew up, and a rotten stench came out after a while,

Sibel, who was wearing a black sacrificial robe, walked in front of him.

"Shh..." Changsheng's tone was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing his dead mother: "The game is over, and my mother is sleeping."

"Ah." Sibel's voice was dry: "Good night."

"She said she was doing magic, and when I was obedient, sensible, and stopped playing, she woke up." Changsheng said: "...I always put my hand on the back of her neck as my mother said before going to bed. Go. I'm very obedient, very obedient..."

Sibel did not answer.

The sudden tears that had never been shed suddenly slipped from her eyes and flowed out uncontrollably.

【They just want to live. 】

【—Why can't we even save a bunch of such despicable guys?】

"Be obedient." She said, "Changsheng, you are just like me...very obedient."

She turned around and heard Changsheng's familiar, cheerful children's song.

This children's song is more prophetic than her.

【Black lamb, hurry up and dance~】

【Black crow, fly fast~】

【Black python, quickly climb up~】

【A rotten corpse fairy tale~】

【From its heart...】

【…the flower of the gods blooms~】

"Feng Qiqi." Sibel murmured: "...I have no relatives."

She stood there, motionless, the shadow was drawn very long, very long.

She stood there for a long time, like a lonely prayer,

is like saying a silent farewell.

"Ding dong!"

【You have reached the end of the character (Chang Long): HE·Heart Flower】

【(Flower of Heart):

"A man's soul has light only when he acts according to his own will."

"People dance with death, walk with absurdity, forcibly dull and remain ignorant for thousands of years of glory and wisdom."

"…and we are just a bunch of short-sighted, self-righteous 'saviours', hoping to see people's free spirits fly away."

"For the necessity of God's teaching,"

"...I wish...to indulge in false ignorance with the people."

"…sorry."

"I'm sorry... Sissi."]

(end of this chapter)

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