ATPnovel Chapter 2440: Phantom before Death
Chapter 2440: Phantom before Death
In the broken ashes, the ethereal woman emerged from the remaining flames, her eyes fixed on the receding golden border in the distance. Although she was not the main target of the attack, the crimson sin fire that had been upgraded to its limit still had a significant impact on her.
Her body was shaking violently, as if two completely different wills were fighting for control of her.
There seemed to be a glimmer of clarity in her eyes at that moment, but it was quickly covered by the thick darkness.
wow-
She raised her hand suddenly.
Invisible lines seemed to be held in her hands, pointing far away in the direction of the receding tide on the golden border.
A strange light flickered between her fingers, and an invisible thread emerged.
next moment.
She pulled it hard, and the invisible thread instantly became taut, as if the distant figure that was already dying would die on the spot with just a thought from her.
But that was at this time.
Her body suddenly stiffened.
It was like I felt something.
She suddenly looked in the direction of the golden border where the tide was receding. Her pupils contracted and expanded violently, and she could no longer exert any strength on the hand that was pulling the string.
At the end of the abyss, in the hazy light, there seemed to be a figure standing on the other side, cutting off the front and accusing the past.
Bizarre and fantastic, like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
She suddenly felt severe pain and throbbing in her heart.
The figure's eyes looking at him were as if separated by an endless river of time, thousands of years before she had died, in that cycle of reincarnations, she always dared not touch it, yet she was full of hope.
He is like a high wall.
Blocking the other side of cause and effect.
"So you're still alive..."
Her taut hands finally dropped little by little, and her eyes, which were constantly changing between corruption and clarity, finally trembled and lowered slowly.
Her hands fell limply.
The thin thread in my hand finally disappeared bit by bit.
The scorching wind in the void blew his misty clothes, bringing with it the silence that filled the air.
And when I looked again.
The trance-like figure seemed to have disappeared long ago.
"His Majesty the Nightmare King is still alive! Quick!! Someone come quickly!!"
Came the anxious voice from behind.
In the burning and collapsing deep sky, countless broken pieces of black mist slowly gathered into human shapes, struggling to show their limbs and facial features, as if countless screaming nightmares were slowly reshaping at this moment, carrying with them tremendous resentment and madness.
Although the black fog around him was much smaller than before, which meant that he still suffered great damage, but...
He still survived that devastating blow...
"What about others?"
The figure that was struggling to reveal his facial features said grimly.
The ethereal woman didn't say anything, she just lowered her head with her long hair flying.
Rumble, rumble——
A huge tremor was felt from the direction of the sea of fog. The entire disordered territory around them seemed to be experiencing some kind of resonance, vaguely revealing the spread of chaotic colors.
Finally the woman raised her head.
"Escaped."
……
……
The golden border is like an ocean.
He felt like a small boat on the sea, drifting downstream, aimlessly carried by the sea breeze.
But sometimes, he felt like he was floating in a golden desert. Perhaps if a storm came, he would be buried in the golden sea of sand, never to see the light of day again.
This time.
He felt like he might actually be dying.
This isn't the first time I've felt this way.
Drifting outside of time, he had also been immersed in that golden dream, floating around, feeling that a lifetime would pass by so easily.
But this time, it's a little different.
That dream seemed to be suppressed by this world in his dreamland and could no longer shine into reality.
He could feel that the laws around him seemed to be desperately trying to repair the wounds on his body and to rebuild a complete set of laws in his body, but all failed because all the laws in his body were broken. His soul seemed to be still burning, burning with the scarlet fire of sin.
These are two completely different forces. All the laws that wanted to recast his soul were burned out by the remaining fire.
But he still felt that he had a body.
But it is also decaying little by little.
The backlash of the sin fire is unprecedentedly violent, because it is an ultimate blow that comes at the cost of burning one's life. It will burn your enemies, and it will also kill you bit by bit until no trace is left.
This is not a sword technique that can be used by anyone below the level of the God King.
But he couldn't stop thinking...
Is He dead?
Is He dead?
It burned up his dreams, burned up the power of the First Born, burned up the crimson embers...
Did he...behead Him...
For a long time, he drifted in the golden waves, his mind was in chaos, as if death was only one step away from him, and as long as he relaxed a little, he would be completely freed.
but.
It was like the obsession in his bones, constantly telling him, you can’t die! You can’t die! If you die, everything will be gone!
Your family is still waiting for you to come back, you should at least give them a message, tell them...
Please don't grieve for me.
In a trance, he drifted in the torrent of the law for a long, long time.
He seemed to be floating over planets that were not affected by the apocalypse, and saw the branches and leaves blooming and the vitality of the jungle.
Sometimes he would drift over those desolate planets, where the environment was like purgatory for life, but every gust of wind and every wisp of sand and gravel that was raised had their own trajectory, which was the nature formed by countless laws coming together.
He just floated... floated...
Witness the miracles of each world in the main universe.
From birth to death.
from start to finish.
Until one moment, he seemed to see a hazy figure reflected in the vast ocean of laws.
It seemed as if a hand just grabbed him.
He was lifted out of the sea little by little.
Faintly, it was like a strand of blue hair passing across the tip of his nose. He wanted to open his eyes, but even if he used all his strength, he could only see a little bit of blurry light and shadow through the gap.
It seemed that there were many, many people around him. They were shadowy. Some had sad faces, some were silent, and some were roaring loudly.
That seemed to be the Joker.
what……
He almost forgot about that guy.
He seemed to be standing beside him, angrily accusing and cursing those blurry figures. There seemed to be tears in his eyes, as if he had expressed all his anger and sorrow. Those who stood beside him were loudly cursing everyone around him.
"You have been using him all along! You have been using him to achieve your goals! You have put the fate of the entire world on his shoulders alone! And you have been hiding aside, not caring about it all!"
"You clearly know it!! He is the last raven! He is the last anchor of the Maharaja in this world!!"
"He's already trying his best! He's already trying his best to keep this going! If you really care, why didn't you come earlier! Why?!!"
"You don't think of him as the Great Lord. None of you think he is the Great Lord! So you just watch him dying again and again?! I tell you, I was not born in the same era as you, and I have never seen the Great Lord, but I know that the qualities that the Great Lord hopes for and possesses, he also possesses!!"
"I am no longer a jailer... you are no longer my mistress... I will no longer watch over him for you..."
"From now on...he is the Lord in my heart!!"