Chapter 407 Chapter 404 "The Unseen World, The Unfinished Journey"

  At night after the snow stopped, the side of the city wall was particularly cold.

  People are walking in the darkness like waves, like small boats tossing in the waves.

  Su Mingan turned around and saw a black umbrella at the entrance of the alley.

  The cold wind poured into his collar, and the necklace with the photo tucked around his neck rattled.

Under the    umbrella, the silent red-haired girl was holding the wooden sculpture in her hand and watching him calmly.

   "One of the virtues of knights is sacrifice." She said, "After killing the Demon King, a hero cannot go back to safety."

   She stared at him with an unprecedented calm in her eyes.

   "Everyone is mortal," she said. "Instead of decaying in time, or walking on an endless road, it's better to stop here. At least...someone will remember."

   "It is the most meaningless act to turn other people's memories into one's own tombstone." Su Mingan said.

   He walked past her and heard her very quiet voice.

   "Rin, those who have passed through your life should not be your regrets." Naraku said, "Remember her, always remember her, and keep walking."

   "Who are you talking about?" Su Mingan was keenly aware of the deviation in her words.

   But Naraku was like a still tombstone, not meeting his gaze.

   "Sorrows, regrets for the deceased... don't need to accumulate in your chest. I don't want you to completely forget her, nor do I want you to endure the sadness." Naruo said: "She just... wants to go home."

   "You didn't wake up?"

  Su Ming'an has noticed that her state is not right.

   The red-haired girl suddenly turned her head.

  The thin moonlight after the snow shone on her face, she reached out and held a small wooden sculpture in her hand.

   It is a woodcarving in the shape of a youth. It can be seen that it has been carefully portrayed, and every corner is just right, comparable to a master's work.

   She stared at him in a daze, and suddenly a bright smile appeared.

"Give you."

   It was as if she had suddenly changed into a person, and in her eyes that had remained indifferent and sad just now, a child-like joy flashed for a moment.

   It was like sunlight that suddenly fell into her eyes, dispelling the haze in it, and she smiled so pure, like a piece of white paper that was not painted with color.

   She raised her hands, like holding a child's favorite teddy bear, and presented the small wooden sculpture to his eyes.

   "Here you are." Her smile widened.

  Su Ming'an was a little stunned, he didn't understand how Naruo became like a schizophrenic.

   The front was still saying some eulogy-like words, but suddenly a child-like silly smile appeared in the back.

   He took the wood carving, and the system prompt jumped out.

  【You get the item (Naraku's wood carving)】

  【(Naraku's wood carving): There is no special value-added prop, it can be seen that it has been carefully carved by her and can be stored in personal space for collection. 】

  The wood carving is engraved with a small message:

  【When you wake up in the silent dawn,】

  【You will see me soaring high. 】

  …

   "Thank you." After all, this was a prop, and even though it was of little value, Su Mingan accepted it.

   When he was about to turn around and leave, Naraku's smile grew even brighter.

   "Rin." She smiled and said, "I'll teach you how to practice guns tomorrow."

"it is good."

  Su Mingan passed her.

   As he passed her, he noticed a strand of white hair on her temples.

   "Narruo, the snow is not falling anymore, you can put away your umbrella and be careful at night." He gave a symbolic warning and walked towards his house in the East District.

"it is good."

  Narro turned around and looked at him with a pair of confused eyes.

"but,"

she says:

   "...Who is Naraku?"

  …

  Su Ming'an returned to the East District, where the streets were still quiet.

  Because the residents have all moved out, it was still a dead street right after the feast.

  The cold wind poured into the collar, Su Mingan opened the door of the room, and walked towards the bed with a clear goal.

   "Ding Dang—"

   The necklace around his neck rattled, Su Mingan took off the necklace and glanced at its properties.

  …

  【Immortal Pendant (Red Level): "Captain, please take it... to see the world I haven't seen, and make my unfinished journey."

   Durability: 0/0 (Due to the "Immortal" trait, the gear will not lose durability.)

  Equipment Requirements: Player Su Mingan (unique).

   Active Skill (Immortal): Use it on any dying NPC or player to forcibly extend its life for ten seconds. The cooling time is half a day, and can only be used once for the same person. 】

  …

   This is a special skill equipment that does not have combat characteristics. In some special cases, it can be used as a "combat continuation" skill that can be used repeatedly.

  "..." Looking at the message on the equipment interface, he looked away.

   After finishing the harvest, he suddenly felt extremely tired.

   Every time he passed a dungeon, he felt that he was gradually losing something. After Shelude died, this sense of loss became more and more obvious.

   It seems that every second of life, something flows like fine sand, which is a kind of confusing but unstoppable feeling of panic.

  In the upper right corner, the barrage is still noisy as always. They seem to be very sad about Xie Lude's death, and it is difficult to understand why Su Ming'an didn't forcibly save the other party.

  In their view, life is the most important thing, so what is the will of knights? Sheruther didn't have to sacrifice his life for a group of NPCs at all.

  Su Ming'an didn't watch these barrages anymore.

   He lay down on the bed.

  …

   The blood-red sky is as dull as ever.

  Golden Mars floats in the air, like a **** on earth ravaged by magma.

  Su Ming'an opened his eyes and walked onto this crimson land. The small sand table at the door of the church floated in front of him.

  Thousands of puppets of different shapes and shapes appeared in front of him with the white light of "Shuhu", and the battle was extremely spectacular.

   is now the fifth level of "The Demon King and the Brave", and he continues his previous actions.

   He properly arranged the battle situation, deliberately incited the war, so that the armies of both sides could fight meaninglessly, and collected the energy generated by their hatred and death to strengthen his Demon King City.

   But now, he already knew,

   This is not a playful resource placement game.

   Floating in front of him, a sand table like a toy,

  …It was a brutal war that took place in the real history of Praia, with blood and flesh.

   On the sand table, armored model soldiers like small red and blue chess pieces,

  …that’s the real life sacrificed in war.

   He watched the armies of the two sides fight, and watched the numbers of both sides decrease little by little, and then increase little by little... Old soldiers were dying on the front line, and new soldiers were joining them.

  【There are always soul hunters who die. 】

  【But there are always people who have been soul hunters. 】

  …

   At this moment, he suddenly remembered what the old grandmother held his hand and persuaded him when he first came to Praia.

   All the unreasonable phenomena gradually became reasonable in the battle in the small sandbox.

   This is a world where we have to hurt each other in order to survive.

   Humans and Souls, Souls and Souls, Humans and Humans.

  In this morbid way of life, people deviate from their original intentions and gradually coexist with pain.

   Contained the humiliation, and survived.

  …But there will always be people like Sheluther.

  Su Ming'an stretched out his hand to coordinate the battle between the two sides, sparking a war of hatred.

  …

  【Their deaths must not be meaningless, I command them and carefully arrange the ending of each of his people. 】

  【—I allow everyone to work hard for a tomorrow. 】

  …

  On the sand table, there are two armies facing each other, one armour is red, and the armour is blue.

   In the midst of a fight, a golden chess piece appeared.

  —【Brave】.

  The brave appeared in this land.

   The head of this chess piece bears a line of small characters. If you don't look carefully, you will miss it.

  【The Despicable Ones of the Betrayed Heaven and their Companions】

   The vile of the kingdom of heaven still betrayed.

Unavoidable.

   Because this is a fact that has already happened in reality.

  …

   The high system language sounded, with a passionate tone that could be called strange:

  【—My esteemed Demon Lord! 】

  【With the passage of time, "The Brave" and his partners appeared! 】

  【I believe that after so long in business, you already have the strength to fight against it! 】

  【You are the great demon king who guards the castle, please fight to the death with the hero who will come to challenge you in the future! 】

  【Please—this "hero" who is trying to subvert your rule, beheaded! 】

  【Pour out your anger into this world! Let darkness cover the world, endless flames burn the entire land, and make the world a blood prison...]

  …

   Hearing the high system voice, Su Mingan only felt ironic.

   "I kill myself?" he said.

The    system voice completely ignored his meaning.

   It just continued to shout to itself, and its **** emotions seemed to only infect itself.

   That is the report of the battle situation from the sand table:

  【The battle situation is reversed! 】

  【The emergence of the brave, unifies the armies of both sides! Your soldiers (Golden Rose), (Black Lover), (Divine Radiance) have lost contact. 】

  【As a demon king, you play in the world, and you control the armies of both sides in the world—you need to incite them to fight and cause them to die to gain sin value! 】

  【However, there is a truce between the red and blue armies, the number of deaths has been greatly reduced, and your source of strength is failing, please get the sin value as soon as possible! 】

  【Distance target sin value: 87980 (pausing)/100000 (If the target value is not collected before the end of this level, your level will be declared a failure.)】

   After saying this, the system voice disappeared, and there was an extra blue option in front of Su Mingan.

The    blue light jumped, as if tempting him to press as soon as possible.

   He stared at the blue option, motionless, as if caught in a perpetual stillness.

   Above the sand table, the armies of the two sides have stopped the **** war, and it seems that they have fallen into a state of armistice.

   And behind the sand table, among the simulated city buildings, the lights are brilliant, and the gorgeous fireworks are blooming in the air.

  Red and green Christmas lights are strung in the cuboid-like Sim City, and there is a faint sound of singing.

  …

   "Wherethetreetopsglisten (Bi Tree Glittering)~"

  “Andchildrenlisten (Children stop to listen)~”

  “—Mayyourdaysbemerryandbright (—May you be happy every day)”

  …

   This piece he had heard in Praia, on a snowy night, when the feast of the sea began.

   At that time, when Noel walked in from outside the house, this Christmas song came in through the crack of the door like a flowing stream.

  The Demon King represents the gods, and the sand table represents Praia, which is an inescapable fact.

   At this moment, there is no room for luck.

   He closed his eyes and held out his hand.

  Red sparks beat in his ears, and when he stretched out his hand, he heard the immortal pendant on his neck, making a crisp sound of clanging.

   "Ding-ling-"

   He clenched the shaky photo folder with his left hand, and pressed the blue option in front of him with his right hand.

  Blue light flickered, and the moment he pressed his finger, it was instantly stained with a layer of blood-like red.

   Looking through the blood-stained sand table and the fallen soldiers, he seemed to see the blood-red skyway that spread across the southern district... and the bridge of corpses that was invisible at a glance.

   Bright red font, beating above the options, like flowing blood.

  …

  【In order to obtain enough sin value, create a lot of death to meet the ultimate hero—】

  【Great Demon Lord, do you choose to invest part of your sin value?】

  …

  【—To launch a siren siege? (If you don't initiate it, your level will fail, and you will immediately lose the qualification for this world game.)]

  …

【Yes. 】

  Su Mingan clenched the pendant in his hand.

  …

   Bright blood, at this moment, unfolded on the sandbox battlefield with Christmas music floating.

   "Boom!"

   A shot resounded in the chest, as if someone had blown the horn to declare war on the sand table.

at this moment,

   He heard the thud of the flintlock,

   The crisp sound of blade-to-blade contact,

The sound of    the collision between the armor and the energy of the siren was a small but one after another whine.

   In front of him, a small, pale white energy, like a rainbow after rain, gradually extended and structured from one side of the sand table city, like a white line under a brush, gradually drawn to the other side of the battlefield.

  Its color, from pale white to pure white, from pure white to crimson.

   Countless small armored men charged on this white line, shattered and disappeared, leaving behind a pool of bright red blood.

   is like a blood-red flag unfolding in white.

  Like a giant snake with a white back, it gradually became larger and bloated, like a blood-red garment, and gradually stretched out into the far blue sea.

   After a while, in the blue ocean, a character model wearing golden armor leaped out.

  Behind him, the siren followed him and left, like stars rolling down on the sand table.

   This scene is very childish, like a nonsensical children's fairy tale.

   However, only those who have really experienced this tragic war can understand what happened in this seemingly ridiculous drama.

  —He initiated the disaster with his own hands.

  Su Mingan lowered his head.

   He opened the photo folder in the necklace.

   At this time, he discovered that the necklace that She Luther had given him had a different photo inside.

   This is not the original photo of the smiling sister Xie Changying.

   is a group photo with warm tones.

  Under the warm indoor lighting, in the distance there is an unseen white building.

   In the gloomy night, there is a faint soft light.

   Inside the window, the heat rises.

   Facing the camera, the blond knight smiled and held the engraved gemstone in his hand, and took this somewhat blurry photo.

   In the photo, Noel, who gave out the amber sword, is standing on the left side of the photo. Su Ming'an, who took the long knife, is the center of the photo. He lowered his head and was looking at the introduction on the weapon intently.

   Roasted golden meat, with vague heat floating.

  The face of the blond knight, close to the camera, is attached to the right side of the photo, and the face is a secret coursing from the candid shot.

  The lower right corner of the photo is the date of shooting, just a few days ago.

Below    there are several lines of neat small characters, the font is small, and the writing is very concealed.

  …

【team leader. 】

  【Wait when I give you this necklace, let’s go to have another barbecue with Changying? 】

  【Even without lemon, Praia's grilled meat is delicious. 】

【Right? 】

  …

   (end of this chapter)