WebNovel Chapter 2705 Finale (4)
Chapter 2705 Finale (4)
Zuo Zuo was stunned and didn't understand. She didn't know what he meant, but she quickly came to her senses, and with trembling hands, she stepped forward and said:
"What do you want me to do?! If it's my head, I'm willing! Of course I'm willing! I promised him that no matter what happens, I will stay with him until the end! I definitely will!"
The figure remained silent, and at that moment, a hint of relief seemed to appear on his face.
It's like a kind of nostalgia, a kind of remembrance.
Just like in this long, long time ago, when time ruled over everything.
He once had a girl who was willing to watch over him, so that he would no longer be alone.
But then...
He destroyed it all with his own hands.
"Go find him."
His voice sounded increasingly distant and empty amidst the flames.
He lowered his head and said:
"Bearing this authority over time, you are the only one... who has experienced all of his experiences. He fought countless wars of time, he has insight into the entire history of the past and the future... and in every time he experienced, you have experienced all that he experienced..."
"If there's still time, give him these memories. After he's embraced the end, he might still remember them..."
"And if it's too late, then it's fine if you take control of this time. During the long years of Zi-O's resurrection... you can carry this time with you and wait for him... until..."
"His return."
His voice grew softer and softer, and the moment he finished speaking, the fire engulfed him.
The pitch-black flames also spread along this time and cause and effect, all the way to the distant past of countless reincarnations. From the moment the boy fell into this dream, to the first cycle of time, his entire past in history was also engulfed in flames with his departure.
Lynn actually knew why he stayed here.
They all understand.
They all knew.
But how can one grieve?
To support the sheer volume of black fire, how could burning away the karma of that lifetime be enough? Only by igniting a raging fire in this history, burning away all the karma that has spread from the past, could you have even a fleeting moment of possibility to reach that ultimate darkness.
And he already knew the whole truth.
In his life.
There is nothing left for me to cherish.
When Zuo Zuo struggled to break through the curtain of that long river of time, countless tears fell into the burning void. She couldn't shout, and she couldn't stop it.
Fate rumbles and pushes everyone forward, ever forward, cutting off all your escape routes.
As the flames pierced through time, she trembled as she reached out her hand toward the distant end of time.
You have to wait for me.
You have to wait for me...
If this battle is destined to result in the loss of everything.
Then let me accompany you to the very last moment!
……
……
The end of time.
The overwhelming calamity had already engulfed him. His eyes were bloodshot as he desperately burned with the rolling black flames, but the process of being covered and devoured continued steadily and rapidly, dismembering and consuming his flames.
The entire city of Black Night had been completely reduced to nothingness. The sky-covering black fire was also enveloped and swallowed up in the even larger, suffocating darkness, leaving only this one city.
His dreams were almost completely burned away.
But the fuel of that order is as insignificant as a drop in the ocean under this endless, vast darkness.
"You should understand, this is fate."
In that dream, that figure gazed at him from afar, a hint of sadness mixed with a smile, as he looked at the boy who was still desperately holding on.
"You were just one of my ravens, but by chance, you developed your own heart, your own will, and your own experiences."
"I know this feeling is very uncomfortable."
"Because there was a time when I also fought back desperately, and I also pursued things at all costs because of my persistence."
But at the end.
Isn't everything ultimately empty and illusory?
But Lynn still held on desperately, resisting the calamity's gluttonous devouring of him. He fell time and time again, and in those years he thought of giving up and compromising time and time again. But with so many people dead and so many promises broken, how could he allow himself to give up?
"Perhaps in the history you remember, the Great King may really be dead!"
"But he has never given up on me in my life! Even if I had never met him, I would have been able to get to where I am today with his help!"
From the moment you leave hell.
He was being hunted down by the projection of that calamity.
Even at that moment, he could still feel his presence.
However, the war he was waging was a different one.
It was the ruins of his battle in Heaven that stopped the calamity from pursuing and devouring him further. Even at the moment of that nightmare war, he and the painter could still see his steadfast figure in the deepest part of that calamity!
That white-haired man in slumber, that great monarch who extended this era forward time and time again for countless years.
"He can't be you!"
Even if it is...
"You in that timeline can never replace him in this era!"
Lynn once again gathered those thousands of sparks and charged towards him, his scarlet eyes filled with obsession and madness.
The bone-chilling darkness pressed down once more, like an unfathomable, frigid deep sea, suppressing him once more before he could even reach it.
The end burns in my heart.
That endless pain was like the sharpest knife in the world.
The figure in black robes gazed at him from afar, his eyes filled with tenderness and pity.
“I have never been affected.”
"How many times do I have to explain this to you before you are willing to listen? When I am completely one with the Lord, the end will become my essence. I can reminisce with you about the past because I know that you will eventually become a part of me again, just like my child. So I am willing to give you more tolerance."
“But you never accept it, so there’s nothing I can do. I can only kill you and then let you come back.”
But at that moment, he heard the suppressed, crimson voice.
"What about Nanako?"
His words echoed like the tolling of a bell, but the figure only paused for a moment before the gentle smile returned to his face.
"Just like you, I treat you all the same."
Lynn struggled to stay upright, staring intently at him, and said:
"is it?"
"Then why, when we first met, did you pass through his blade instead of piercing her soul and will?!"
The figure in black robes laughed, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"That was just a miscalculation, Lynn. Since you've already said I'm not him, and you don't admit it, don't you think it's absurd to keep saying these things? Or do you think your earnest advice can earn my pity?"
hum-
The overwhelming calamity pressed down once more, tightening its final encirclement with a thunderous roar.
The immense pressure almost immobilized Lynn, and the border of the black fire was forcibly suppressed, leaving only the small area of the dreamscape beneath his feet.
His footsteps could be heard.
Every step felt like an echo from hell.
The roar of the black fire blocking his way was easily dispelled by the trident in his hand.
He was like a sharp sword piercing straight into the heart.
Step by step, he approached his true form.
"Lynn, that's about enough."
He walked up to him, looking down into the dreamlike illusion at the boy who was engulfed in flames and unable to move.
"It is indeed a troublesome thing to completely digest your flames, but of course, the most important thing is to give you that glimmer of hope. If I hadn't talked to you for so long, how could you have persisted? In fact, if you had embraced the end the moment you saw me, perhaps you, in your ignorance and unconsciousness, could still have fought against me."
He held out his hand.
Lynn's body was restrained by that invisible force and suspended painfully in front of him.
He looked up at the boy.
"But now, you don't have that chance anymore. Even if you embrace the end, your size no longer poses a threat to me."
That moment.
Countless jet-black, vine-like wisps of black energy emanated from his body, gradually seeping into Lynn's raging black flames. They wrapped around his skin, and the will of order, under the influence of the end, was gradually shrouded in a dark shadow.
Struggling has become a luxury.
Under absolute power, resistance is so insignificant.
His flames were gradually extinguished, and his body sank into the sea, as if countless charred hands were dragging him into the dark quagmire.
He was gradually torn apart by the dark vines and merged into the body of the black-robed man. At that moment, the smile and gentleness on his face disappeared, replaced by a chilling indifference and menacing aura, as if it were all just a disguise. Beneath that smiling and gentle mask dwelled a dark and cold ghost and the whispers of the dead.
For an instant.
The silence transformed into boundless noise.
He seemed not to hear.
His fire.
It seems... it's gone out.
……
thump—
thump—
Like a series of huge heartbeats.
In that boundless darkness, it was as if I were immersed in an icy pool, constantly falling, my eyelids constantly drooping.
Yet the sound was so real.
With each heartbeat, it was as if a blurry figure appeared in his eyes.
Countless chains for climbing.
A head bowed.
Her white hair was soaked through with snow.
His pupils gradually lost focus and became unfocused, and his body was slowly dragged into the deeper seabed.
But there was a rumbling echo.
Yet it felt so real.
In his dying moments, he seemed to see a pale blue figure standing on the distant shore, before the figure who was unbound by chains. When she turned her head, Lynn seemed to see her gaze.
Those tears.
Tears streamed down her face.
Her lips were thin, and her tears were salty. She seemed to be speaking to him, but he couldn't hear her.
He could only see that blurry other shore, the vast darkness repeatedly trying to swallow her up, but in the dream bound by the chains of nothingness, they dared not approach her, like a kind of waiting, a dead obsession.
She gazed at him from afar, her eyes bloodshot.
But it seemed as if he heard it.
When darkness enveloped his pupils and all illusions vanished in that instant, he saw it.
In the deepest part of that vast, dark calamity.
That faint wisp of blue light.
Like the only ray of light shining in the darkest night, it guides you in the right direction.
……
For an instant.
Flames erupted in his consciousness.
Like the long river of cause and effect that stretches from the distant past, from that ancient figure's glance back before entering that calamity, to the boy's endless, eternal, numb gaze as he falls into the cycle of reincarnation, it spans countless years and transcends countless histories, continuing with him at the moment the flames ignite on their bodies.
Time ignited a raging fire.
That ancient and unimaginably vast cause and effect transformed into his burning fuel at this moment.
In that instant, he understood.
In his final glance at the god-king before leaving, he saw the resolute determination in his eyes. The sorrow remained hidden. He resolutely turned away, his eyes red, and embarked on his final journey towards the end of time.
He already knew what he was going to do at that time.
He will ignite that raging fire.
Burn away his endless cycle of reincarnation, let history and cause and effect become the final fuel to ignite him!
"Uhhhhhhhh-"
In that instant, Lynn let out a deafening roar that seemed to tear the earth apart.
The raging flames of sin that had burned from the past instantly unleashed the most magnificent fire of the end times in his history as he was being absorbed into that calamity.
He ignited within Him, in the cold depths of the sea, in the calamity of the end, He set fire to the flames of history.
"what!"
The black-robed figure's pupils instantly contracted.
But by the time he realized the problem, a massive black fire had already erupted within the very body of the calamity, burning fiercely deep within the pitch-black curtain.
That was the last fire.
It was a raging fire ignited at the cost of the entire history and the past!
He carried the fire and rushed towards the dark other side.
In the deepest darkness.
That wisp of azure.
The lighthouse and stars that guided him.
He will carry all this lost fire into the dark void, and in the silence, welcome back their ancient king.
……
This final road is so far away.
He heard the voices of countless dead souls around him, heard the howling wind, and saw the black-robed figure roaring and intercepting him.
He finally shed his disguise, and his expression changed. Just as Lynn never believed he was the Great Lord, but merely a phantom carrying those memories, a dark and twisted ghost, for he was a man who had sworn to become an eternal dragon slayer. He released countless ravens, sacrificing his own slumber to exchange for the continuation and eternity of this new world from the hands of that god-king.
He recalled the ancient legend of the raven and the koi.
Because one day...
The fish that roams the bottom of the pool will grow feathers, spread its wings and soar, and fly all the way to the highest point of the distant sky to awaken the sleeping king.
Him.
I've had so many dreams and fantasies in my life.
I dream of one day having my name remembered for eternity and ruling over all living beings.
But he later discovered it.
This road is destined to be littered with bones.
He didn't want people to die, nor did he want to become that king. He was that raven, but also that boy in the Alley of Souls. He once thought he would never grow up, because once you grow up, there will be no more smiles on your face.
Time seemed to slow down.
He burned those fires towards the other shore, towards the deepest part of that calamity, and with each step forward, he forgot some of the past.
His eyes were bloodshot.
Experiencing those losses.
He gradually forgot about that ancient existence.
He gradually forgot about that figure from the cycle of reincarnation.
Because of them.
They all turned into fire in his hands, into burning fuel.
Buzz————
It was as if eternity had stopped at that moment. When Lynn's fire blazed on that dark other side, the entire calamity seemed to rumble and tremble at that instant, just as the raised torch finally ignited the bitter winter.
As the countless chains shattered one by one in that illusion, and as the white-haired man's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, the azure figure, with sharp eyes, grabbed Lynn's burning wrist and together they faced the dark shadow that was frantically breaking through the universe.
"Lynn!"
"The time for reckoning has come!"
……