bookbashuk Chapter 113 A Storm Begins from the End of a Floating Stream
Chapter 113 A Storm Begins from the End of a Floating Stream
Jingyuan listened to her question.
There was no immediate response.
He simply played quietly with the bone chess piece in his hand.
The chess pieces flipped between his withered fingertips, making a crisp clicking sound.
"Change?"
After a long silence, he uttered the word.
His tone carried a deep sense of pity, and... a mockery that seemed to have seen through the workings of fate.
"Miss Messenger."
"Do you really think... fate is a draft paper that can be rewritten at will?"
"She did erase the tragedy of Onphalus."
"But energy is conserved, causality is conserved, and disaster... is also conserved."
Jing Yuan raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head.
That should have been the dome of the Shence Palace, but now it was covered with a semi-transparent biological membrane filled with blood vessels.
Through the thin film, you can vaguely see the red sky outside.
"When a huge void is forcibly filled, the universe will carve out a piece of flesh from somewhere else to fill the gap."
"She saved that world."
"So... that 'monster' that has been lurking in the shadows all along, that disaster that was supposed to erupt on that deep blue planet, is searching for a new outlet..."
"It followed the thread of cause and effect, following the trajectory of her as a 'variable'."
"We've climbed this far."
"We've reached... the Immortal Boat Luofu."
The black swan's heart clenched suddenly.
An unprecedented chill ran up my spine.
This is not just a dream.
This is... one possibility.
One possibility is that excessive interference from the planet caused the "Disaster" to erupt prematurely and its target to shift to the Immortal Ship!
"You mean...?"
The black swan's voice became somewhat strained.
"Is this 'Flesh and Blood Luofu' another... projection of the future?"
"No."
Jing Yuan shook his head.
The chess piece in his hand landed on the table with a snap.
"This is not a simulation."
"This is... a 'fact' that has already happened."
"On a certain abandoned timeline, in a certain cycle of failure."
"The train went to planet 4546."
"Then......"
He suddenly stopped.
The calm in those golden eyes shattered instantly, replaced by extreme terror and madness.
It was as if the name, the code name, he had just mentioned was a key to open the gates of hell.
Rumbling--
The entire Shence Palace began to tremble violently.
The veins on the wall throbbed wildly, emitting a series of booming sounds like war drums.
The flesh beneath the floor began to writhe, as if countless hands were trying to break through the soil.
"and then?"
The black swan did not back down.
Her professional instincts overcame her fear. She needed to know how it would end.
"The train went there...what happened?"
"What exactly has the calamity turned into?"
Jingyuan looked at her.
The expression on his face began to contort.
That wasn't him making an expression.
Rather, it was his face... that was physically contorted.
The skin began to dissolve, the muscles began to peel away, and the eyeballs spun wildly in their sockets, as if trying to break free from the optic nerve and fly out.
"You...want to know?"
His voice changed.
It was no longer the voice of that withered old man.
Instead, it became an overlap of countless sounds.
There were men and women, old and young, crying and laughing, roaring and whispering.
Those thousands upon thousands of voices converged, forming a sonic wave powerful enough to tear apart the soul.
"I...can't say."
"If I tell you... you'll die."
"You will become...us."
Jingyuan's hand, that originally withered hand, suddenly began to swell.
Countless red fleshy buds sprouted from under the fingernails, quickly coiling and multiplying, transforming into a gigantic tentacle covered with suckers and sharp teeth.
But he remained restrained.
The ethereal sword embedded in his chest now burst forth with dazzling black light, pinning him firmly to his body and preventing him from completely losing control.
"Walk......"
A pleading look appeared on the last half of Jing Yuan's intact face.
"Hurry up..."
"Don't look...don't listen..."
"It...is inside my body..."
but.
too late.
Cognition is connection.
When the Black Swan asked that question, when her curiosity touched that forbidden territory.
The connection has been established.
puff.
A soft sound.
Jingyuan's mouth... split open.
It's not open.
Instead, the crack started from the corner of his mouth, went all the way to his ear, and then to the back of his head.
The entire head resembled a blooming carnivorous flower, its head curling outwards.
And inside that bloody, mangled skull cavity.
It has no brain.
Only one...
Blood-red, slowly rotating, finely hair-covered...eyeballs.
That eyeball.
They looked at the black swan.
Buzz——————————
There was no sound.
But in the Black Swan's mind, the world has collapsed.
Countless chaotic streams of information, like a devastating tsunami, instantly shattered her mental defenses as a person who remembers.
She saw it.
She saw the Star Train crash into that deep blue ocean.
He saw Himeko entangled in countless red threads, transforming into a lighthouse on the sea.
We see Walter's black hole being swallowed by some deeper darkness.
Seeing March 7th sealed inside a blood-red ice crystal, his expression froze in extreme terror.
Seeing the stars...
The girl who possesses the power of the end times.
Standing in the center of that "Sea of Demons".
Her body has disappeared.
Instead, there were three enormous, roaring heads made up of countless dead.
Above those three heads.
A gigantic face, covering the entire galaxy, is watching all of this with a compassionate yet cruel smile.
"Aaaaaaaahh ...
The black swan let out a mournful cry.
This was not something she wanted to scream.
Rather, it was her soul that suffered a "formatting" blow at that moment.
Her body began to become transparent.
The purple dress began to fade, turning grayish-white.
Red spots began to appear on her skin, and those spots quickly expanded, turning into festering wounds.
She has been contaminated.
Just one glance.
It was just a glance.
The one who was highly respected in the Memory Court and who was able to emerge unscathed from the memories of the Star God.
It is rapidly becoming part of the "魙".
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