No matter whether it is an invitation or not, it appeared in my pocket inexplicably, so it must be one even if it is not.
After receiving the card, the black-sorrowed woman showed a little surprise, and immediately bent down slightly to the extent that she could look at Luo Ling at eye level, then handed the card back to Luo Ling with both hands and said softly,
"So it's you. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the cemetery turned their eyes to Luo Ling.
Each of them was wearing solemn and heavy mourning clothes, and like the black mourning woman, Luo Ling could not remember the faces of any of them, but could only feel the sadness from their expressions.
"this... "
Luo Ling immediately picked up the card and wanted to see what was on it.
But at this moment, the black mourning woman suddenly put her hands on her shoulders, and then pushed her forward, whispering in her ear,
"The funeral will begin soon, and we are all waiting for you."
Then, everyone consciously made way for Luo Ling. At this moment, Luo Ling was able to see the tomb surrounded by them.
This is a huge tombstone, located in the very center of the cemetery. All the flowers and blessings are placed on it. In comparison, the other tombstones around it seem a lot deserted.
But these are not the most eye-catching ones.
Luo Ling stared at the huge tombstone, and walked towards it under the gaze of everyone, while asking softly,
"...Whose funeral is this?"
"Don't you know that?"
The dark-clad woman behind him spoke softly, her hands on Luo Ling's shoulders, but without using any force, instead she was careful and protective.
"I'm... not sure."
Luo Ling looked up and his eyes fell on the first sentence on the tombstone.
"This is a complete failure. The end is coming, but the ascension is no longer here."
"I am the Final Mortal, the Destroyer of Worlds."
Every stroke of the pen contains unspeakable sorrow.
This is... the forbidden slate.
The forbidden tablet that once appeared in the burial ground.
All the hidden sequences were displayed in front of Luo Ling, extremely clearly, but Luo Ling could not remember even one of them, just like she could not remember the face of anyone here.
"This is the funeral of the world," the black mourning woman said. Tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, and even her voice was filled with uncontrollable sadness. "Our most beloved world is buried from now on."
At this moment, faint sobbing sounds were heard all around, but as soon as they appeared, they gradually disappeared.
Luo Ling looked slightly to the side and saw that the crowd around her was gradually disappearing. With the disappearance of each person, a new tombstone would appear.
However, there are no more flowers or greetings in front of these new tombstones, only a faint sense of nothingness gradually eroding them.
Until the black mourning woman brought Luo Ling to the tombstone, the cemetery, which had been relatively lively, was already deserted.
Luo Ling looked around and saw only countless tombstones surrounding her.
"Who are you?"
Luo Ling stared at the tombstone and asked softly.
"I... it doesn't matter who I am," the black mourning woman's voice was still gentle. She raised her hand and handed Luo Ling a bouquet of flowers, and continued, "It's your turn to present the flowers."
Luo Ling was silent for a moment, then raised her hand to take the bouquet of flowers.
There were only a few sloppy wild flowers, whose tiny buds had not yet opened, but they were polluted by the breath of "doomsday" and were constantly being swallowed by nothingness.
Its life is constantly dissipating, just like everything in the world.
As the black mourning woman said, this is a funeral.
Luo Ling took a few steps forward, approached the forbidden stone slab, and slowly put down the bouquet of wild flowers.
At this moment, Luo Ling heard countless cries coming from all around her. At the same time, countless "doomsday" scenes flashed across her vision.
She saw the vast universe, and everything she saw was prosperous beyond her imagination. Countless civilizations flickered in it, and every starlight represented hope.
"This... is the whole world."
It is not just a planet, a territory, a few pitiful places of origin, as narrow as a cage.
The real world is so colorful and dazzling.
However, the bright starlight could not resist being swallowed by nothingness. When the shadow of "doomsday" descended, even the fixed stars dimmed. The stars of the past were no longer there, leaving only endless darkness.
The fragmented "dream" turned into a terrifying "nightmare", the "judgment" that presided over justice became a tyrannical "thorn of sin", the "elements" raged like a "disaster", only "this life" remained in the "other side", "all souls" eventually returned to "death", and "order" completely collapsed, being completely replaced by "chaos".
It was not until this moment that Luo Ling suddenly realized a terrible fact.
"Transfiguration did not save the world at all. It just created a fleeting illusion."
The four origin places seem vast, but in fact they are just a few tiny and pitiful isolated places left in the empty universe.
The end of the world, which seems to be just an edge, is the full picture of the world today.
This is the real "doomsday", far beyond all Luo Ling's previous imaginations.
In the face of His great power, there is absolutely no room for redemption.
Luo Ling finally placed the wild flowers in her hand in front of the tombstone. The mourning woman behind her applauded, but a faint sobbing sound was heard.
Luo Ling looked back. In her vision, the black mourning woman was surrounded by countless tombstones. Lonely applause echoed in the empty surroundings, but she was crying sadly.
"Maybe I know who you are."
Luo Ling witnessed all of this. Her eyes swept across all the tombstones one by one. The language and characters used on each tombstone were completely different because they all came from different civilizations.
Different civilizations are buried together in the cemetery called "Doomsday".
Finally, she turned her gaze to the black mourning woman, staring straight at her unrecognizable face.
"I am just an actor you left behind to attend the funeral. There is already a place for me in the cemetery." The black mourning woman said softly, "I hope you can offer a flower on my tombstone when the time comes. Even if it's not much, I hope it's a fresh flower."
Luo Ling was silent for a moment, then she picked up the card she had been hiding in her palm.
The cards are mostly blank, save for a real name.
It's called "Metamorphosis".
However, the words "metamorphosis" are gradually disappearing.
It became "Doomsday".
"This is a complete failure. The 'end of the world' is coming, but the 'transformation' is no longer possible." Luo Ling slowly read out the last words on the forbidden stone tablet. At this moment, she completely understood the true meaning of the last words, "I am the end of the world, the destroyer of the world."
"Metamorphosis" means "doomsday" and "doomsday" means "metamorphosis".
Just as Su Wan, as the puppet personality, has been fighting against herself, "Metamorphosis" is also fighting to avoid completely becoming "Doomsday".
He brought six paths to this world, but because of his own degeneration, he inevitably went to the opposite side.
Until the end, He used all His strength, but He could only create a short-lived illusion, slightly recovering some traces and returning to the time before the "Doomsday" was completely born.
However, this is not hope, it is just... a funeral actor.
At this point, it's over.
Luo Ling slowly opened her eyes and found that her soul had returned to the puppet's body.
She raised her hand and wiped her cheek, feeling a little wet on her fingertips.
"Ms. Luo Ling?"
Lina's nervous voice sounded in Luo Ling's mind. Luo Ling turned her head slightly and found Lina sitting beside the bed, holding her hand tightly.
Only after seeing Luo Ling wake up did he feel slightly relieved.
"Ms. Cen, you finally woke up. You almost scared me to death."
Lina exhaled, and then saw a flash of crystal in Luo Ling's eyes.
After a slight hesitation, she reached out her hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Luo Ling's eyes.
At this moment, with a creak, the door of the room opened, and Mao Ke came in while chewing a radish and carrying a basket full of radishes, saying,
"Ms. Lina, you must try it. The radishes grown by Ugly are so crisp and sweet... Sorry to bother you."
Mao Ke, who was being stared at by two pairs of eyes, bowed immediately, then stepped back and locked the door.
... .”
After a moment of silence, Lina said helplessly,
"Come in, Master Maoke. I know you are watching outside and nothing has happened to us."
"Ahem, I'm just worried about your safety."
After an awkward cough, Mao Ke pushed the door open and walked in. Then he put the radish basket on the ground, walked up to Luo Ling, and asked,
"Ms. Cen, how do you feel?"
Luo Ling did not answer immediately, but asked calmly,
“How many days did I sleep?”
"Not much, just half a month." Mao Ke shrugged and said, "There was a record of sleeping for half a year before, so yours is not that long. But Miss Lina... she completed the "Doomsday" dungeon in two hours. My God, that's unheard of."
The reason why it took Lina two hours was actually because of Luo Ling's protection.
Luo Ling had stepped into it before and his memory was temporarily erased, but in this erased memory, Luo Ling realized in advance that he would face the truth of "doomsday" and forcibly isolated Lina's consciousness, allowing her to withdraw.
In other words, Lina didn't actually complete the copy, she just walked around and came out.
As for the truth of "Doomsday"...
Luo Ling could sense that behind that door, there was a hint of "doomsday".
It is not the afterimage of "Doomsday", nor is it the power of "Doomsday", but the real god "Doomsday".
Chapter 67 The Last Columbians (5k)
Through this short experience, which was not long at all, Luo Ling deeply realized that the gap between "Doomsday" and other existences in the world is the most desperate and insurmountable.
Even "taboos" seem as small as dust in front of Him.
Even though they are both referred to as "Him", they are not even on the same level.
After a brief contact with the real "doomsday", a doubt emerged in Luo Ling's mind.
Is her existence really inherited from "Transformation" and "Doomsday"
Luo Ling knew very well that even if she mastered all the "forbidden" powers and obtained all the abilities of "Doomsday" and "Transformation", she would still be nothing more than a larger speck of dust in front of the vast and empty universe.
Countless civilizations, countless lives, and brilliant pasts have all perished in the dark abyss of nothingness, and not a single light can escape.
Just as the "Black Funeral Woman" said, the reason why the four places of origin were able to remain was not because they had the power to resist "Doomsday", but because of luck, they were chosen to be the undertakers to bury this world, that's all.
Only after witnessing this with his own eyes could Luo Ling understand why it was said that the existence of the four origin places was nothing more than a delayed desperate end.
Unconsciously, Luo Ling began to feel a little shaken in his heart.
"How is it, Miss Cen, how do you feel?"
Just as Luo Ling's mind was still immersed in the sad funeral, Mao Ke bent down slightly and blinked curiously.
Hearing her voice, Luo Ling came to his senses a little and temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind.
However, she did not directly answer Mao Ke's question, but asked in return,
“I wonder, what did everyone else see?”
Luo Ling wanted to know whether everyone would experience the funeral of the world when they stepped through the door.
Or maybe it was just her.
Mao Ke did not rush to ask Luo Ling. Facing Luo Ling's question, she thought carefully for a while and said,
"The difference is quite big. Some people saw the world destroyed, some people saw their loved ones die tragically. In short, they are all very desperate results. After all... these are the scenes after the advent of the "end of the world"."
Since Luo Ling had experienced it firsthand, Mao Ke no longer hid the truth and explained directly,
"What you saw was not entirely an illusion, but it cannot be called fact either. However, it is not quite accurate to call it a prophecy... We generally call it 'apocalypse of the end of the world'.
"Under His presence, you can see with your own eyes what will happen after the end of the world - the tragedy that is bound to happen."