bookbashuk Chapter 51 Resurrect!
Chapter 51 Resurrect!
Hoshi looked down at his left hand.
A strange bluish-gray tinge was spreading across the skin's surface, as if some kind of hard carapace was growing wildly beneath the flesh.
That damn countdown is still ticking in the corner of my retina.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
Like a death warrant.
"ha."
She suddenly laughed.
The laughter was dry and harsh, sounding like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing together.
So it's not over yet.
It turns out that this so-called "price," this curse that turned her into an insect, had no intention of letting her go at all.
Even though the Star God of Procreation had been smashed to dust by her, even though this world had become a lifeless tomb.
The curse continues to faithfully carry out its program.
"That's really good."
Mohoshi raised his mutating left hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
The fingertips had become sharp, the nail plates had fallen off, and black claws had grown underneath.
So ugly.
It's really ugly.
"I'm about to turn into an insect... so what am I still hesitating about?"
She looked up abruptly at the dim, almost extinguished red dwarf star overhead.
The light was pitifully weak, like a dying old man taking his last breath.
A nameless anger suddenly surged up from the bottom of my heart.
The burning sensation caused her internal organs to ache.
"Who am I?"
"I ask myself that question," Hoshi asked himself.
"Am I an unnamed passenger on the Star Train? That big oaf who only knows how to swing a baseball bat?"
"wrong."
In my mind, those jumbled fragments of memory began to spin wildly.
She saw the end of time, the end of all things.
That is the power of the "last king".
Reversing time and space, living from the brink of death.
She felt the restless life force within her, a kind of "abundance" that could even bring the dead back to life.
Even... there were the "immortal" remnants left behind by the guy she had just killed.
And then there are these "memories" flying everywhere, recording everything that has passed.
"I have so many trump cards in my hand."
"I am a traveler of life."
"I'm a cheater."
Hoshi gritted his teeth, his cheek bulging with a hard muscle.
"Then why should I accept this outcome?"
Why should I watch my friend turn to ashes?
"Why should you cry over a lousy photo?"
"To hell with the scenery."
"To hell with the spirit, it lives on forever."
The air behind her suddenly distorted.
A pair of wings made of pure light suddenly unfolded.
The light was not holy; instead, it carried a chaotic, violent quality, a mixture of various colors.
Gold, green, dark blue...
Like an overturned palette.
call--
The wind howled.
Mohoshi shot into the sky like a cannonball.
She flew directly above the ruins and hovered in mid-air.
Xing, Sanyueqi, and Danheng below were all dumbfounded.
They all craned their necks, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
The star didn't have time to deal with them.
She has only one thought in her mind right now.
Since the rules don't allow her to win.
Then let's flip the table.
"Get up!"
She roared.
All the power within his body erupted without reservation at this moment.
That was the reverse flow of time in the "end".
That was the unbridled growth of "abundance".
That is a data reconstruction of "memory".
Three distinct forces were forcibly fused together within her, producing a sickening squeezing sound.
Hoshi felt like his bones were about to shatter.
But she doesn't care.
Cool.
So cool.
This feeling of having fate in your own hands is absolutely exhilarating.
She swooped down.
Like a falling meteor.
His only left hand, clenched into a palm, pressed heavily onto the desolate earth with a destructive force.
boom!!!
The earth trembled violently.
A green light wave spread wildly outwards from the center of her palm.
Wherever it passed, there were weathered rocks, cracked earth, and thick dust...
Everything was forcibly dyed a vibrant emerald green.
Followed by.
A seedling sprouts from the soil.
It grew too fast.
In the blink of an eye, it became a towering tree, and then continued to grow wildly, reaching straight into the sky.
The trunk was as thick as a mountain peak, and the canopy was so large that it blocked out the sun.
But this is not enough.
The star is still attacking.
She wants to grow this tree as big as it can, to its limit.
The enormous canopy continued to extend outward, piercing through the atmosphere and reaching into the vacuum of space.
The branches and leaves are like a gentle net, enveloping the entire galaxy.
The once-depleted earth veins were revitalized, and the once-dissipated atmosphere was re-condensed.
Even the red dwarf star that was about to go out was entangled by the roots of the divine tree, which forcibly infused it with a life-extending energy.
It lit up again.
The light was still soft, but it was no longer lifeless; it exuded a warm feeling.
"It's not over yet!"
Hoshino lay on the ground, panting heavily.
Sweat mixed with dirt covered his face.
But her eyes were frighteningly bright.
"Memory...return to me!"
The golden specks of light in the air began to converge.
That was the history and memories of the worm race that emanated from the stone slab.
They leaped among the branches and leaves of the sacred tree, searching for a suitable vessel.
Under the protection of the divine tree, the power of "the end" begins to reverse cause and effect.
Since this is the end of time.
Let the end connect to the beginning.
The soil began to move.
Organic matter that had turned to dust was recombined under the catalysis of "abundance".
Bone growth, muscle filling, and shell covering.
Click.
Click.
The faint cracking sounds rose and fell.
Xing and the others looked around in shock.
In the cracks of those ruins, insect eggs appeared out of nowhere and then hatched quickly.
One by one, the larvae emerged, their antennae waving in confusion.
And at the very center of the sacred tree.
The largest ball of light slowly landed.
The light dissipated.
A familiar figure appeared.
It has six arms, its body is covered in tattered armor, and its compound eyes are full of confusion.
It looked at its own hands, and then at the lush green world around it.
At last.
His gaze fell on Hoshino, who was lying on the ground.
"this……"
Messenger 7582 spoke.
That was a real sound, transmitted through the vibration of the air.
It's no longer just an echo in my mind.
"Where...where is this?"
"I...I'm not dead?"
With difficulty, Hoshino rolled over and lay on her back on the grass.
The left hand was still twitching slightly, but the abnormality on it had stopped and even subsided somewhat.
As for the right hand...
It was still deserted.
The sleeves fluttered in the wind.
But that didn't stop her from laughing.
He laughed like a 200-pound child.
"Yo."
She waved her only remaining left hand at the dazed-looking giant insect.
His tone was light and cheerful, with a hint of smugness that made him want to punch someone.
"You're awake?"
"Stop looking, this is your home."
"Just finished decorating, do you like it?"