Ai, who was only wearing pajamas, suddenly realized that the idiot's attention was no longer on him.
So annoying, this guy...
At this moment, they heard the roar of the mountains and the tsunami outside.
"Savior!"
"Savior!"
"Savior!"
Golden rain fell from the sky, and everyone was resurrected out of thin air and returned to the present world.
"The power of the savior has become so powerful! Then, could it be that the night watchmen of the Demon Enforcement Bureau are also..."
Aaron, whose face was full of joy, stood in the black mist, trembling all over, and gradually disappeared.
Lu Ai stood blankly for a long time, and there seemed to be an imperceptible emotion in his eyes.
Feeling uneasy and aggrieved.
"I must come back."
—
"grandfather!"
Old Mike sat at home blankly.
The granddaughter was right in front of him. The lively and lovely granddaughter did not die, but rushed into his arms.
Old Mike only felt that everything that had just happened seemed like a lifetime ago.
Are those reality or dreams
If what I'm experiencing now is just a dream, I really hope I never wake up.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
The granddaughter noticed something was wrong with her grandfather and frowned.
Old Mike was still looking at everything around him blankly. He had always been very angry and manic, because of the injustice of fate and the compulsion of the savior.
And my own escape...
Wanting to escape, wanting to leave, wanting to get away from everything.
Thinking that only in this way can we obtain happiness, freedom and peace of mind.
But I was wrong.
It's time to wake up long ago. This war is simply endless. The possibility of escaping from the savior is almost zero. Anger can't help him do anything.
I used to be a ruthless and terrifying hunter who would never affect tasks and goals because of my emotions.
Now the killer has become a grumpy old guy, full of emptiness and avoidance.
It's time too.
Correct your attitude and face it.
That's all I can do.
"I'm fine."
Old Mike sighed and said: "I have always felt deeply uneasy and fearful about a future and destiny that I can never control. The weakness and emptiness in my bones seemed to have swallowed me up for a time."
"It turns out I'm so cowardly."
The granddaughter... didn't understand it at all.
"Savior!"
"Savior!"
"Savior!"
The old man turned his head and looked outside.
Golden rain continues to fall in the sky, and one soul after another returns and is resurrected. This is no longer a ringed city, but a giant beehive.
The crowd was chanting the name of the savior.
Not long after, black mist wrapped around it.
He took a deep breath and felt no resistance in his heart.
"Savior, I won't run away anymore, come on, show me a new challenge."
Chapter 529: Long-cherished wish
The long-cherished wish is finally coming to an end.
Qin Subai closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Witch of Moon Annihilation, Savior of the Tower of Babel, is this the title you want to give me?"
Haha, witch.
"Indeed, I have always been a witch. This is the only thing I can never argue with."
Qin Subai is still in Beilan's world and has not returned to Noah's world.
She herself was sitting on a chair at home, looking calm.
This is a large villa at the highest point in the center of the city. Qin Subai, wearing a black evening dress, is sitting on a half-lying chair on the edge of the rooftop. The rooftop is surrounded by white flowers and green vegetation.
People at the highest point can easily overlook the whole city.
Qin Subai often sits here, holding a cup of coffee, and calmly perceives what is happening in this city.
Occasionally she can have some fun.
For example, seeing some coincidences that occur with extremely low probability, and some strange things that ordinary people cannot do.
Qin Subai would sometimes leave here to catch some criminals who caught his attention and play a large-scale "death game" together.
Each time she allowed only one person to leave the "Game of Death" alive.
But in the next "death game", the witch will bring the last winner in and fight again.
All in all, none of the sinners who participated in the "Game of Death" over the years are still alive today.
"Now it's all getting boring."
Qin Subai smiled, lying lazily on the wooden chair, staring at the mediocre people below.
They still can't understand what their true destiny is.
But I know...
How hopeless that is.
The influence of the Final Witch has been passed down to this day. Every night, Qin Subai has to look back on the past in her dreams.
The endings she has experienced in her life after life are like VR games in her dreams, forcing her to experience them.
Until, unforgettable.
She knew why the Witch of the End forced her to reincarnate for generations to experience the pain and despair.
The purpose is to allow myself to hate the rainbow all the time.
She did succeed.
Qin Subai thinks that she and the Final Witch are no longer the same person, but she still hates the existence of Rainbow. But at the same time, what she hates the most is the Final Yan Witch.
In order to take revenge, that guy even decided to make "himself" never feel better.
"What a nasty monster..."
She narrowed her eyes and judged "herself" to herself.
Every dream is deepening hatred, every night is like this, even if you become a transcendent, you can't get rid of it...
Along with the hatred, there is also fear.
Even Qin Subai felt a clear fear that every life would inevitably end in despair.
She had already realized this when she was five years old. She never wanted to end up like this and wanted to resist and destroy it.
Destroy destiny!
Now, the opportunity has come!
The savior of the Tower of Babel will give her the chance to become a god. Once she becomes a god, her fate is no longer certain and everything will turn around!
Qin Subai squinted her eyes and said to herself:
"If I could become a god, I would turn that bastard Bai Yan into a big fat cat and raise him in a cage... Well, a bastard like him should stay in a cage for the rest of his life."
She knew Bai Yan's several identities, but she couldn't think of one thing.
The "Savior" of the Tower of Babel, His true identity is that big bastard named Bai Yan.
This kind of thing is indeed too nonsense to be thought of under normal circumstances.
unless…
Realize that there are parallels in the power of the Enjoyer and the Savior…
But Qin Subai was not present at the recent Beehive Battle.
She closed her eyes.
In an instant, his consciousness has entered the illusion.
Even without falling asleep, Qin Subai can now enter those "phantoms of the past" at any time and witness his own death again and again.
Already familiar.
fire.
She felt the heat of the flames, the taste, and the strong scent.
"Burn her to death!"
The witch opened her eyes and felt terrible pain coming from her arms and body that were tied to the wooden frame.
Even though she was burned countless times in her dream, she still couldn't bear it.
In front of her were a crowd of excited peasants, frantically throwing disgusting dirt and excrement on her body, while the white knights surrounding her were spotless and extremely noble.
On a high platform not far away, the solemn and steady high priest stood up, holding a scepter in his hand and staring at the witch in the flames.
"Witch!"
"On behalf of the supreme God, we give you the most just and sacred judgment! You will not die immediately, but will be burned by the sacred fire for seven days and seven nights, experiencing unforgettable pain, and then be completely destroyed!"
The painful taste was unforgettable. Qin Subai could feel that every inch of her skin was collapsing but healing rapidly.
The sacred fire, which is under the unique control of the church, will burn for seven full days before killing her.
She closed her eyes.
Everything around him began to change. The curses and the bursts of fire disappeared. Instead, the sounds of small animals and various inexplicable musical instruments sounded.
It seemed that everything around him was extremely cheerful.
Qin Subai opened her eyes.
Her beautiful body was being nailed to a big golden tree by a silver-white sword.
Blood flowed from the corner of the witch's mouth, but there was disdain in her eyes.
The brave men stood in front of her, their faces full of anger and righteousness. Although they were bruised and bruised, they finally succeeded in defeating the source of evil.
"Witch, we are fighting against you for justice!"
The witch replied:
"You don't understand at all that everything in the fairy tale world has a 'determination'. I just want to escape the endless cycle of fate. You have killed me again and again, but you can't realize that all the 'plots' are planned? "
"This 'fairy tale world' is a very scary hell."
The brave men did not answer, but took out their axes and quickly cut off her head.