Chapter 553 Chapter 551·TE·The Day the Flowers Bloom (Part 1)

  【I can't tell you: my confrontation and compromise with this world. 】

　　【You are all here. 】

  【So I am still at a loss as to what to do,】

　　　【I can't give an explanation for this painful feeling. 】

　　【Just when I think of you, the world recedes in a bright halo. 】

 【Some things we think are eternal, including time,】

　　　【They are all vulnerable. 】

ˆ【—(Yu Xiuhua)】

 …

“—No matter how they view us as ‘heretics,’ you won’t give up, will you?”

Su Mingan looked into Siboer’s eyes.

Her eyes still have that wilderness-like calmness—reminiscent of flying goshawks, grasslands, and wind.

At the moment of blinking, his eyes were locked by the night wind, as if a tug-of-war suddenly started.

She stared at him closely, and her eyes met his. In those pale eyes, there was a loneliness that could keep watch all night.

 “I really shouldn’t hesitate.”

 She let go of her hand that was holding him back.

 “Go ahead,” she said:

“—Become a **** among madmen.”

Su Mingan glanced at her and continued to stretch his hand forward.

 Finally, he encountered the authority.

 “Wow—!”

 The moment he grasped the authority, it turned into a black crow bracelet and hung on his wrist.

 “Dingle bell—ding bell—”

Three black bracelets swayed on Su Mingan's wrist, making a crisp collision sound and creating a strange rhythm.

The prostrate and croaking black lamb, the twisting and crawling black python, and the black crow that is about to soar with its wings spread.

The raised lines appeared as if they suddenly came to life, and a mysterious and heavy breath rushed towards the face. It seemed that people could see the original picture of people and hunting in the ancient times, and saw the knives and fire in the original forest.

—They opened three pairs of eyes as red as blood.

Su Mingan's heart was filled with vast emotions for a moment.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to feel the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy of the people of Qingdi, and touch their rich and prosperous emotions.

The sadness of losing a loved one, the anger of being tortured by fate, the despair of the invasion of the curse of the sky, the depression of not seeing tomorrow...

He seemed to be able to hear the screams in their hearts and the overwhelmed voices of their souls—

 —Why are we born with a curse! ?

 —Why are devout believers fooled? Why don’t those who take their faith the most seriously not have a happy ending?

—Why no matter how hard you try, your wings will be clipped and you won’t be able to see the light of day?

 —If you can hear me, Lord God—come on, come on—

 —We sacrifice our faith, will, life, and soul to you—

 —I beg you—

 —Redeem our wild souls that refuse to surrender.

 Around him, extremely impactful white tentacles spread to all sides, quickly breaking through the castle.

They tore through the atmosphere, burned the sky, and almost broke through the layers of darkness. They were like the dawn of light in ancient times. Thousands of falling meteors stirred up a roaring sound that could be heard throughout the entire sky.

At this time, the curse of the sky, which was like a living creature, was pressing down on the entire dome. The heavy rain hung upside down along the black particles, as if rolling up dark black rain waves, like the end of the world.

He was lifted up by a force, flying high into the sky along the broken castle, looking directly at the curse of the sky that rolled down -

　　—The ‘Tower of London’ ruptured.

—The dark raven crows loudly and flies high into the boundless sky.

 …

 Five years ago, the Curse of the Sky came. 】

　　—The sky is in danger of destruction, and people are running away in panic, as if it is the end of the world. 】

 …

 In the forest, a little boy holding candy raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this time, the curse of the sky was coming, and his ears were filled with the crackle of the fire, the sound of heavy rain rolling back the cursed sludge, the sizzling sound of the curse pressing down on the sky, people's roars, desperate cries, and running. Voice.

"Feng Qiqi, let's go, we have to go back to the tribe! The curse of the sky has come, it's very dangerous now!" The great elder next to him went to pull him.

However, Feng Qiqi remained motionless.

 “Great Elder, look, what is that?” He pointed to the sky.

 He saw a bright white figure in the sky.

That vague white figure stands high in the forest, like a bird flying into the sky, like the most radiant sun.

 So bright, so bright.

 He is like a beam of light that tears apart the darkness in the boundless darkness.

 He rises from the direction of the old castle, getting closer and closer to the Curse of the Sky.

The skylight made Feng Qiqi's eyes blurry, and even the burning scars showed no pain.

“…Is that the legendary Lord Baishen?” he said.

 …

At that time, the Bai God descended in front of people, turned his body into a barrier, sacrificed his godhead, blocked the curse of the sky, protected his people, and then died. 】

 …

　　—This is the eternal end. 】

 …

At this time, a silent sense of majesty enveloped the area.

 The people who were running away in panic heard the wind like a whisper.

　　When they raised their heads, they could see their gods standing high in the sky.

People watched Him for a long time through a bright white mist. His brilliant radiance dyed the sky into a bright white.

The white light obscured His face, and they could not see His appearance clearly.

However, people know.

 —That’s a god.

 —That is the Bai God they have believed in for hundreds of years, who will protect them, dispel curses, and represent perfection.

The air seems to be stagnant.

The skylight suddenly stopped and the black fog stagnated.

 There are countless creatures in the sky and below...

 Like being wrapped in still amber.

No one ran away in panic anymore. They knelt down on the ground in unison, bowed their heads, prayed, and gave a loyalty that could almost burn their souls to the coming figure.

 Their lifelong piety is particularly clear at this moment.

 In the sky, the only moving white figure slowly flew high into the sky.

That was the only movement in the silence, with a sense of missing space, passing by countless condensed figures.

 In the endless silence, He was the only one flying toward the sky, as if stepping on invisible stairs.

 Behind Him, a figure followed, slender and thin, as if following him like a shadow.

 …

【long long ago…】

  【There is a **** who is kind, just, and merciful. 】

He represents uniqueness and perfection, and will come to the earth to protect people when disaster occurs. 】

　　　 [Therefore, the land in the Qing Dynasty was fertile and the weather was favorable. The devout people live and work in peace and contentment, and the wheat harvest is abundant. 】

　　　【He is a hundred gods. 】

　　　Five years ago, it first appeared in the eyes of the people, like a flash in the pan. 】

 …

 The black sky curse is getting closer and closer.

Siboel can sense the emotions from the people of the Sky, so vivid and clear...the fear of disaster, the belief in gods, the confusion about the future, the sadness of losing relatives...

She followed the brilliant white god, the Bai God Su Mingan.

 Fine pieces of light and shadow scattered and swayed on his body, and it was not difficult to imagine that the halo was kissing his shadow. Although he was close to her, he was as far away as a fragile dream.

He stood in the air, white tentacles holding him up, and he was getting closer and closer to the curse of the sky that was destroying the sky.

Just now, after taking over the authority of the Black Crow, he heard a faint whisper.

 …

　　　【You will bear the evil of the heaven and earth, bear all the pain, and share the pain of all curses. 】

　　　【You will accept all beliefs, good or evil, and you will love everyone equally. 】

　　—You will forget your pain, your sorrow, and your joy. 】

 …

　　【Larsus, the Hundred God, gives you the job title of 'The Hundred God'. 】

　　—My dear ‘successor’. 】

 …

Su Mingan knows exactly what the role he plays is.

Sibber’s faith was not enough to allow her to create a powerful fantasy creation—it was the favor of the Bai gods who secretly helped her create this fantasy creation.

 —This fantasy creature is the adapter of Baishen.

 —Just like the relationship between Yuan Shuangshuang and Jiu Shen.

Now, Su Mingan has returned to the past, and Baishen's will has merged with his body - at this time, he and Baishen are one.

He was walking up step by step, with Sibor following behind him. She was covered by the bright white light, like a twisted shadow.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand and moved his wrist.

 He is a traveler from the outside world and will leave here sooner or later. He became a hundred gods just to pass the level perfectly.

 When leaving, he cannot take away the things belonging to Baishen, otherwise he will lose his identity as a player.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

The dark bracelet he took off was engraved with a pitch-black lamb.

The black lamb bracelet moves, like a galloping black goat, accompanied by endless white light, turning into a barrier and jumping into the sky——

　　【The authority of the Black Lamb has turned into a barrier of the sky, blocking the curse of the sky. 】

If it is not turned into a barrier to block the curse of the sky, the sky and the earth will perish at this moment.

 —This is why, as authority, it was no longer in anyone’s hands after five years.

 He took off his second bracelet and threw it into the sky.

 The pitch-black python climbed out and descended toward the forest, looking for the boy who was most suitable for it—

 The little boy let go of the colorful candy in his hand and picked up the bracelet that fell on the ground.

“Lord Baishen has given me authority, and I will be a well-deserved ‘Son of Baishen’.” He closed his eyes and murmured to himself:

“…Sissi, I will be able to protect you when we meet next time.”

　　"Plop", the candy in his hand fell to the ground and gradually sank in the hot soil.

　　【The authority of the black python is held by the chief and the young patriarch to maintain the peace of the tribe. 】

 The third bracelet lay in Su Mingan's hand for a while.

 He stared at the bracelet with a black crow engraved on it, remembering the girl's quiet and gentle smile, and after a moment, he let go of his hand.

 …

　　【Su Mingan, of course this is a loan. 】

　　——Because, sooner or later, you will return it to me. 】

 …

 “Shua la—” The black crow soared into the air and swooped towards the direction of the castle.

In front of the window of the old castle, a purple-haired girl stood there quietly, taking over the authority of the black crow and raising her lips with a smile.

　　【The authority of the black crow, held by "Yuan Shuangshuang", suppresses the concentration of the curse. 】

Su Mingan raised his hand and looked at the inscriptions on his hand.

 …

　　【Reincarnation Line Limited Item: Silver Star Dungeon Record Inscription (This item will play a role in the subsequent process). 】

 …

This is the reward for the inspection mission of the Shadow Master. After advancing 100% of the inspection progress, the shadow traveled all over the sky and obtained this.

This inscription records all Silver Star copies in the dome, including content, rules, and reward plans.

 He dropped it slowly.

next moment,

 It turned into a stream of light and drifted away, condensing around the dome, forming small copies of each silver star.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 governments by

 Five years later, they will become an important element of war and a place where people fight.

Su Mingan closed his eyes.

 Around him, brilliant white tentacles bloomed like petals. They broke away in a "cluster" and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the direction of the final altar -

　　【The energy of hundreds of gods, buried in the final altar, as a reward for the hundred-man war. 】

In people's eyes - the white light on Bai Shen suddenly dimmed and turned into nothingness, leaving only the light of the Black Lamb's authority turning into a barrier.

This barrier light rushing towards the sky is like the body of their Lord Baishen.

 “Shua—!”

The barrier lit up, stretched, spread, and stretched, like a transparent wall, withstanding the terrifying curse that was pressing down, like a pot on the dome.

The curse of the sky stopped the invasion, and the barrier stopped all disasters beyond its protection.

The brilliant enchantment is slowly shaped like a high wall, protecting the people below.

The gods in the sky have disappeared into the darkness and are no longer visible to the naked eye, as if they have disappeared.

 Therefore, the old people in the land below will teach their children earnestly—

 …

　　Five years ago, a large curse like a living creature suddenly appeared in the sky, and the sky was in danger. 】

The Bai God, who originally only existed in legends and oracles, truly appeared in front of the tribesmen. His whole body was covered in strong white light, and his face could not be seen clearly. 】

　　【In the prayers of the tribesmen, He turned into the sky to block the curse, sacrificed himself, and protected all believers...】

　　【…】

　　　　He is the God who protects us—the God who is kind, just, and merciful. 】

 …

Su Mingan gasped softly, his heart filled with an inexplicable emotion.

 At this moment—everything seemed empty and clear in his eyes.

 After he returned everything, a small line of three words "Su Mingan" gradually condensed in mid-air and reappeared on his head, representing his identity as a player.

　　His ID, which had disappeared for a long time since he set foot on the Road of Baishen, returned safely at this time.

In the brilliant and dazzling light, he and Siber looked together at the three scattered powers, the energy buried in the final altar, and the copy of the silver star that was gradually generated.

 The golden radiance, like scattered stars, fell on people. People watched the white ray of light, representing the gods, and threw themselves at the sky to curse. They will remember this scene deeply in their hearts and never forget it.

Countless beliefs came together at this moment - the devout people truly saw the "god" they had believed in for a long time.

Five years of myths and legends, recorded in the oracles passed down by people orally, passed down the epic scene in front of them——

 Five years ago, Baishen came. 】

　　【Their authority is - black lamb, black python, black crow. 】

 …

this moment,

 In the morning, in the sky,

  Shine through the ages.

The light shone across the sky, and the people burst into tears of gratitude, as if everything was coming to life.

　　【百神—arrival. 】

 …

 —So, a perfect closed loop.

 …

 【Perfect clearance progress: 100%】

 …

 …

 After doing all this, Su Mingan looked at Xi Boer.

 She should have been desperate because the outside world was doomed and she had no way to lift the curse.

 But at this time, she exuded a calm temperament and had an impressive vitality.

 “Siboer, are you hiding something from me?” he said.

 “What?” Siboer looked at him.

Su Mingan was silent for a moment and said:

“I know that even if I become a hundred gods, I still can’t solve the problem. The reason why there is a curse in the sky is that people believe in gods, which will cause curses in the void.

The gods Bai and Jiu are gods born in the void. As long as there are still people who believe in them, there will be a curse in the void.

—So, the only solution is for people to have no faith, or to believe in a **** that does not originate from the void. In this way, the curse will not be born. "

Sibber still looked at him quietly.

She stood in the light from the barrier, her white hair flowing slightly behind her, as if the light and heat had never left her.

 This is indeed the reason why she wants to become a **** alone. Because the new **** who became a **** from a human body does not originate from the void. As long as people believe in her, there will be no curse.

 However, she is a pagan. Even if she has [authority] and [energy], she cannot obtain the final [faith] and become a god.

 This is also the reason why she is so desperate.

"so…"

Su Mingan took out the rusty key in his backpack.

 —This key was dropped in front of his door at the beginning.

 The key is the materialization of the element of [faith]. He himself has a white Baishen faith key and has collected 10000/10000.

 This rusty key is 9850/10000.

 A few days ago, when he came to people's eyes as a hundred gods to block the rain of natural disasters and poisons, it increased by 50 points from 9800 to 9850.

 He thought this was the faith key of God Jiu, and it was Siboer who contributed a full 9850 faith points to God Jiu.

 However, when he had just achieved Baishen, the Rust Key suddenly increased from 9850 points to 9900 points.

 So, it is not the key to God Jiu’s faith, but—

 He looked into her eyes.

 And Siboer was looking at him calmly, her eyes calm and peaceful.

At this moment, Su Mingan could no longer see through her. She was like an onion that could not be peeled off, layer after layer.

“—Sibur, this is your own key, right?” he said, looking into her eyes.

 Through the numerical changes of the tentacle key, he derived a truth.

 A truth...that he had never imagined.

A sense of hindsight that made his scalp tingle rose up and pinched his heart.

This rusty key.

 It is Siber's own key.

  —Sibbel fashioned her imaginary creation. Therefore, every time her fantasy creation becomes a god, she can get a part of the [Faith] points from the fantasy creation's feedback. This is the same principle as people's feedback to the void gods.

  —This is her only way to obtain [Faith].

Su Mingan held the key in his hand:

“…Every time you get to this point, every time your creations become gods, and success comes before people’s eyes, you will get feedback [faith], right?”

 Each success will result in 100 points.

  And the current value is, 9900.

—So, this is not the first time that Sibor has overturned the black wall, walked here, and seen her fantasy creation successfully become a hundred gods.

  —This was her ninety-ninth success.

Su Mingan was speechless.

 Perhaps hundreds or thousands of failed reincarnations before she could succeed once.

These ninety-nine successes are the accumulation of countless failures.

If the Rust Key can be advanced from 9900 to 10000 points, she will achieve her long-cherished wish, gain [Faith], and become a **** who does not originate from the void.

　　【百神 represents perfection. 】

　　【䰰, Hundred. 】

 There are twists and turns before final despair.

 She was so desperate just now, but it turned out that she was just one final success away.

At this moment, bright red lines spread from Siboer's arms, which were the ancient fantasy characters of "ninety-nine".

Su Mingan suddenly remembered what she said when he first met her.

 …

She raised her arm, revealing an arm engraved with strange blood-colored runes. 】

　　【For some reason, Su Mingan suddenly felt like he was being watched by gods. 】

"My goal is not just the final victory. I... want to be in this land, in this closed world..." She said: ]

　　　【"...become a god."】

 …

Su Ming'an felt that he was going crazy and was being deceived by her.

The little liar who told lies, deceived him until the last moment.

Did she just remember now that this was her ninety-ninth time to overthrow the black wall and see imaginary creations become hundreds of gods, or did she really think that she had never overthrown it?

Which one is her true face, the one who is driven to madness by the desperate desire to save her and thinks it is impossible for her to become a god, or the one who remembers that there is still a way ahead and is only 100 points away from becoming a god?

She has no road ahead at all, and she is even just one step away from becoming an independent god.

Su Mingan remembered the name of the eighth world.

　　【Eighth World Name - Divine Sacrifice. 】

　　Sacrifice to gods, not sacrifice to gods.

 —The sacrifice is to gods, not to humans.

 He seemed to understand the meaning.

In the future, Sibor completes the hundredth descent of the gods, advances from 9900 to 10000, and obtains complete [Faith], she will be able to break away from her status as a pagan and become a god.

 When reincarnation ends, she will gradually change the beliefs of the sky - and finally, completely break the superstition.

 She will sacrifice herself to “kill” the gods she transformed into, break the ignorant beliefs, and transform the world into a world consistent with the outside world.

 Perhaps this will take a long time.

But it doesn’t matter, what she lacks most is time.

 —She found the best [tomorrow].

 Sacrifice to the gods.

 She is the "god" being sacrificed.

 …

 (End of this chapter)