First Player Chapter 418

   Chapter 418 Chapter Four hundred and fifteen · TE · Dream of Heaven (Part 2)

  The legendary city in the cloud has collapsed.

   At the moment when Su Rin became a player, he lost control of Yunshang City.

  When the gods left, the city that merged with the gods also lost the value of existence.

   At that moment, the endless soldiers dissipated, the armored man turned into golden fragments and shattered, and the magnificent and sacred church was suddenly shattered by the long river of time, revealing rotten bricks and tiles.

  Everything is disappearing.

   On Su Rin's chest, the red rose was beating like a flame, and he had been forced to leave this world.

   His sight was still fixed on the ground below.

   His eyes were a little stunned.

   Scenes from the past, the crying of the princess, the farewell of a colleague, the girl who saw him off by the stream... Those pictures passed by him like old photos one by one.

  Snow climbed up to the tip of his brow, and the slender shadows on his face were drawn by the undeniable teleportation of white light.

   He closed his eyes suddenly.

   "I love you," he said softly.

   Snow brushed his youthful face, and the cold wind was hunting, and his long gown flew up and down.

   "Love more than anyone..."

He says.

  The teleportation white light surrounded him, like smoke like a dream, here is like amber wrapped in the world.

   He used to be miserable and desperate.

  The people who boarded the city with him, including his deputy, the bald Gerry who was always laughing, were poisoned alive in front of his eyes.

  Their painful eyes, their moans, their dying wailing, he still remembers it to this day.

  But he had to step on their corpses, carrying their malice before they died, and became the immortal **** of Praia.

   - He exchanged lies for people's sincere beliefs to continue this scarred race.

   Actually, he also hoped that Praia should not be like this.

  Soul hunters should not die in the fire of war meaninglessly, and soul clan should not live in the cracks all their lives. Innocent residents, they should not be afraid in the dark night, or suddenly freeze to death in a cold night.

   He very much hopes that there is more than pain in this land.

   He hoped that he was carrying more than the scars from the death of his compatriots.

   He hopes that, here, love and emotion will not be distorted, and romance and warmth can be accepted.

   But as a person who loves this land the most, he personally mutilated this land.

   He could no longer escape from this position, he could only endure the sin and blood of himself, hating himself like he hated rot.

   He can't forget everything on this land, even those rotten roots hidden in the soil, those ugly branches and leaves that show their claws...

   He hopes that one day, even under the water of blood and fire, they can bloom beautiful flowers.

   However, he is not Van Dylan who sang in front of the church, he is just the burning white dove. Even if the fire is engulfed, he still struggles hard, showing the ugly appearance of being a weak human being.

  Van Dylan's body was imprisoned on the ground, and his soul ascended to the kingdom of heaven, and he died in depression.

   But Su Rin felt that Van Dylan was very lucky,

   Because for him,

  The real kingdom of heaven is not this cloudless city, not the splendid and lonely church of God,

   It was clearly the ground that Van Dylan hated.

  ...is the hot land he loves,

  —Someone, where there is love, is the real "kingdom of heaven".

   And he himself was imprisoned in **** in the sky, becoming a demon king who pushed others to die.

   Even those who fight for the majority should not deserve the approval of all.

   This, he knew.

   This is a sin that he cannot escape from watching so many people die.

so,

  If the final outcome is still to leave, fail, and the barrier is broken...

   He believes that this is also the end that he deserves to meet as a mere human who is trying to compete with natural disasters and fate.

   "Su Rin—"

   Su Rin, who closed his eyes, suddenly heard the voice of another world traveler.

   He opened his eyes and saw Su Mingan, who was falling in sync, shouting at him.

   In the icy and biting wind and snow, the young man who was exactly like him had an almost bright color in his eyes.

   Even at high speed, the sound was still extremely penetrating, as if it was rushing towards him through the fine cold snow, and pierced into his auricle in an instant.

   "Su Rin, I promise you—" the young man named Su Mingan shouted:

   "The barrier here will not collapse, and I will not let this place be destroyed!"

   "Human's wisdom is infinite, I never dare to underestimate it - we will eventually find a way, without malice and hatred - that can also establish a way to protect the enchantment here!"

  Su Ming'an's voice is very loud.

   He knew that before the natural disaster, the brave man had already completed his mission, and the knight had already led away the eyeing siren.

   From then on, there will be no more cloud city and so-called gods.

  People's destiny can be decided by themselves. They can use swords and shields, knives and guns, to fight and seize, to welcome the peace and victory they should have won, and to protect the land and people they love.

  The unforgettable hatred, the implementation of the ideals of generations, and the origin of history need not be the reason to shackle them.

They don't have to live in the lies of the superiors, in the stories of brainwashing, become "npc"-style standardized characters, erect monuments and names, become heroic figures who sacrificed heroically, and become a hero on this earth. miniature.

   They have the right to control their own destiny, to decide their own emotions by thinking for themselves - to achieve independent and free souls.

   They are free to choose whether to become the "Yongzhi" who sacrificed for the overall situation.

  Although the legend of Praia's treasures will be shattered after the fall of Cloud City, they, who have developed a sea trade line, no longer rely on this so-called legend.

  Enough resource stones can help them maintain the stability of the enchantment.

  Su Ming'an will not interfere in the struggle between the two clans, they see no difference to him.

  Without the influence of the Manipulating Hand, they can end this perpetually hopeless struggle.

   Su Rin, who was about to become a player and left here completely, listened to Su Ming'an's words and smiled lightly.

  This smile, he smiled so much, it seemed like recognition, but also like regret.

   "If you can do it," he said, "Go. Traveler from another world."

   He fell from the sky.

   "Young, Princess Sophia." He lowered his head, not knowing who he was talking to: "Good night."

  【And no matter what—】

  【I love you all. 】

  【I love this—the glorious kingdom of heaven. 】

   Yunshangcheng turned into white dots like star dust, scattered in front of Su Ming'an's eyes.

   The church that carried the history, when broken, turned into fragments that reflected the picture one after another.

   Among the fragments, he saw many figures.

  ...a young captain with high spirits, a blood-colored airship in the sunset.

  …Young, spirited soul hunters, shining medals.

  …East District, Thirteenth Street, a black-haired girl ties the freshly opened white daisies to the mouth of the bottle. Dusty sewing machine with bright cloth spread out.

  …The city of souls, the young man in white mask looks down on this land that is indistinguishable from a human city.

  …The soul hunter who is about to go to the front line smiled and said goodbye to his mother.

  …The young man wearing the mask of a pitch-black evil spirit, carrying a comatose girl behind his back into the darkness, the shadow grows longer and longer.

  …Under the city wall, a woman with a naan cake in her arms showed a corner of a mahogany box in her hand.

  …The Empire of Art, the inextinguishable pearl, the gentle girl holding the book of Van Dylan's poems, showing a sad smile.

  …The arrogant, dignified, blonde princess who loves Praia more than herself, silently deflects her gaze.

  … The old lady with gray hair who is kissing old photos, no longer waiting for the day, like a little girl who just fell in love.

and also…

  …A knight of light with eyes as blue as fireflies, rowing a night boat, holding a straw candy.

   Amidst the flickering lights, his eyes were extremely bright.

【team leader. 】

   He smiled and called this unique title that only he could call.

at this moment,

  Su Mingan saw the splendid lives of generations of people.

   Ups and downs, ups and downs. The scenes gathered into the fireworks of the world, swept across his field of vision.

   He fell in the wind and snow.

   White memory fragments gradually passed and disappeared in front of his eyes.

   When the last piece of debris brushed the side of his face, Su Mingan seemed to feel it.

   He tilted his head and saw a fiery red figure in a fragment of memory.

  —Then his gaze met the girl's.

  The pure white light caressed the girl's fiery red hair, and in the cold wind full of ice and snow, it instantly turned into a brilliant brilliance.

   In a shattered snowstorm, she opened her arms, her red hair fluttering like fire.

   She seemed to be smiling here, her eyes as clear and bright as the sea and the sky.

【Please…】

  【…Forever, always remember me. 】

   Fragmentation.

   "Whoa—"

   A crow, like a dark cloud, appeared in mid-air and caught the four people who fell.

   The blood-stained Su Ming'an fell into the soft feathers. Yinke's body had a fire-like heat, which made his already frozen body begin to warm up.

   "Be careful, don't move, you will die if you touch this blood."

   Lin Yin grabbed Yinke's feathers and struggled to climb over. Her hair was now disheveled, and her whole body was covered in tiny slits blown by the cold wind, but she didn't care about it at all, she just quickly pressed the back of Su Ming'an's hand.

   A faint white halo appeared.

   The blood bar, which had almost dropped to the bottom, began to rise slowly.

  Su Mingan, who took a breath, sat up, turned his head, and saw the city on the cloud falling like a broken mirror.

  The floating pure white holy city fell slowly, and the fragments disappeared with the wind in the wind. They collided, blended, and shattered in the vast skyline, like a fantasy dream staged in front of us.

   "It's over." Noel, who had a broken right hand, sat beside him.

  The cold wind blew his golden half-long hair, and there was an explorer's desire to explore stories in those eyes.

   On his face, the pollution belonging to the siren has completely subsided.

   He successfully saw the end of this dungeon.

   "Well, it's over." Lu Shu wiped away the blood on his face, and there was a sword mark with deep bone on the back of his hand.

"After it's over, let's go celebrate your birthday together." Nuoer turned around and said to Su Ming'an, "Hot springs, comic exhibitions, wishing pools, amusement parks, natural scenery... Anything is fine. These twelve days, you are too tired. Before taking on the challenge of the pinnacle of the Eighth World, take a break."

   "Yes." Lu Shu said, "I can go too."

"It's time to rest." Lin Yin said, "Lu Shu and I have been watching for the past few days. You brought almost the entire copy with you. You are too tired. You are more than two years younger than me. Play, it really belongs to you... After that, let us be responsible for playing with you, and you can't shirk."

  Su Mingan was slightly stunned.

   His eyes were a little blurry, which was a side reaction of his low blood volume, and he couldn't see the faces of the people around him.

   But he thought they probably didn't laugh, and probably didn't get too excited.

   Unlike others,

   Unlike those who have ulterior motives to celebrate his birthday,

   The few people around him seem to really just want to make him happy, but to waste time with him and go somewhere to play together.

   "Then," he said, "play for a day."

   He still couldn't see their faces.

   But he thought, the group must be laughing.

   Because he has heard the cheerful laughter from this group of people, ringing in his ears.

  He looked up.

   A golden meteor streaked across the blue sky.

  Under the rays of the blood-colored sunset, the fragments of memories are like the sparkling water on the sea, revealing a very quiet and heterogeneous beauty.

   Underneath, the people on the island raised their heads and exclaimed, surprised at the fall of Yunshang City.

   "Look, Cortana... what is that?"

   "Lele, the ship is about to leave, don't look at the sky, be careful with your feet..."

   "Doya, Doya, look at the sky..."

"What a nice view…"

  The sun is slowly falling.

   It spilled on the gravel roads of Praia and the freshly thawed river.

  It is plain, selfless, just, shining brightly on the world.

   seems to have a silent omens spreading in this land, like opening an unpredictable future.

  The aroma of the food wafted out from the lights of thousands of homes, and people walked out of the warm house and looked up.

   They still don't understand, who has paid for the lives of their generation today and what.

   But they vaguely sensed,

   It seemed that there was a celestial wall that sheltered them and suppressed them, and collapsed in the overhang of the Time Falls.

  …This is not the most perfect ending,

   But it is the most "free", the most "independent" and the most unconstrained result.

  Su Ming'an gave them the freedom to fight their fate, and they no longer had to be blinded by their manipulated emotions.

at this time-

  Every person who lives in this land can become "Xie Lude" and "Naruo".

   "Ding dong!"

   A crisp system prompt sounded.

  【Congratulations on the perfect clearance! 】

  【Achieve the Perfect Clearance Route·The Only Route·(TE) Heavenly Dream】

  【Line evaluation: SSS (perfect!)】

  【(TE·Dream of Heaven):

   "Departing from the ethereal homeland, I was imprisoned and had many desolate dreams."

   "I dreamed... You are not characters in the story, but a microcosm of a certain impression on the earth."

   "Nor—a preordained victim, without an autonomous soul."

   "There will be no need for the swirling flames of war. A world without war can also be here."

   "Unfinished journey, unseen world, there are countless 'people' like you."

   "...If one day, people can be freed from the shackles and **** of this hatred."

   "The pain and suffering are gone, and there is no need for trade-offs and sacrifices."

   "There is no more black and white battle in this scarred land."

   "I hope, I can witness with my own eyes, the unrestrained smile of you, whom I love."

   "The real kingdom of heaven is not God's dwelling or city."

   "Someone, the present world with love...that's why I'm here."

   "The dream that I was bound to is already bizarre."

   "—I hope, then, your free and independent life is as bright as a song."

   "The kingdom of heaven is dazzling."

  "...The world is hot and hot."]

  【The ending has been recorded and will be included in the final evaluation】

   (end of this chapter)

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