Chapter 588 The Last Wish

Perhaps the projection of Yudai Mountain was too stable. It took more than half an hour for the Jianmu projection that stretched all over the sky to slowly dissipate with the collapse of the holy mark.

Realizing the feeling of Shao Siming and the Bone Sanctuary returning, Huaishi couldn't help but want to cry.

Not moved.

But it’s too uncomfortable…

It was as if after getting used to the fresh air, I was kicked into a gas chamber and found it difficult to breathe.

Originally, the genealogy of Heaven was too sensitive to the recording of events, not to mention that Huai Shi still had the Book of Destiny on him, so the remaining history in Hell would almost instinctively entangle in his soul.

This severe dizziness was even stronger than before.

At the moment of recovery, Huai Shi staggered, and darkness appeared in front of his eyes.

Falling into a nightmare-like hallucination again.

"There's just one last step left."

A figure with a pipe in his mouth leaned over, his blurred face seemed to be smiling: "Soon, hell will become heaven...real power will be born in your hands and will last forever."

He stretched out his hand and offered salvation to Huai Shi in the quagmire.

But when Huai Shi clenched that palm, what she felt was not happiness and peace, but indescribable... despair.

At that moment, he fell into a deeper abyss.

Countless twisted limbs entangled with his body, pulling him downwards and towards a darker place.

"Please help me..."

Hoarse prayers echoed in my ears, constantly screaming: "Please..."

"So annoying!"

From the daze, Huai Shi roared and slashed the ax blade: "You have been dead for tens of millions of years, okay? There are no ashes, how can anyone save you! Do you want me to give up my body to help you resurrect your soul!" "

The darkness breaks.

At that moment, Huai Shi opened her eyes.

Breathing hard.

Yuan Yuan looked at Huai Shi's face uneasily: "Teacher, are you okay?"

"It's just a nightmare."

Huai Shi shook his head and subconsciously pressed the needle on his arm.

If it weren't for the Grand Master's spiritual stabilizer, he might have been pulled into deeper records, making it difficult to escape from the past history of this land.

Just like when I almost got trapped in the library of deep hell when I used the Book of Destiny for the first time.

Now, whether because of the increase in height or the reactivation of the Twilight Township, Huaishi found that the broken records remaining in the air were becoming more and more active and restless.

It's like radiating from some huge gravitational source.

There is something like a star, radiating endless pain and despair all the time...

"…The Sun Forger!"

Huai Shi's expression changed and she suddenly noticed this.

With the activation of the Twilight Land and the reactivation of the Eternal Frozen Heart, the Suncasters hidden in the depths of hell will surely wake up again, and even return to their heyday thousands of years ago!

An existence that leads a world to its final demise, if compared to the current situation...

Natural enemy?

This guess made Huai Shi's hair stand on end instantly. He raised his head and looked at the huge projection of the dome giant and the iron crystal base suspended in the sky.

He didn't believe that the Grand Master hadn't guessed this.

But what exactly does he mean?

What the heck is here...

Chaotic thoughts kept emerging from Huai Shi's heart, as if they were just a little bit away from the final truth, but through that layer of window paper, they could never really reach it.

Countless times in thinking, I have missed the key point countless times.

Until the final roar interrupted his thoughts.

At that moment, as the rise of the land suddenly stopped, Huaishi finally arrived under the central tower.

And it was at that moment that the long warm-up finally came to an abrupt end.

The permanently frozen hearth is activated!

What follows is a tide that fills all the gaps between heaven and earth, tearing apart everyone's consciousness and soul, and a loud noise that is enough to drag every soul into hell.

——The screams that filled the whole hell!

"What the hell is this?"

Huai Shi looked up blankly, her eyes darkening for a while. She stumbled forward, wanting to get closer and take a closer look.

But on top of the tower that suddenly opened at this moment, among the countless complicated machinery and huge structures, there were countless pieces of pitch black mud emerging.

From the cracks, from the enclosed cabin, from every corner.

It was a strange substance that Huaishi had seen before.

A liquid as thick as asphalt surged in every nook and cranny, with deformed objects like limbs poking out endlessly, like a dying man convulsing, trying to grab anything within reach.

A vain search for expectations that don't exist.

"Ah, ah, Sunmaker, please...please have mercy..."

Countless distorted faces overlapped each other, emerging from among them, screaming hoarsely and emitting tragic wails as the perpetually moving core moved.

"Don't go...don't leave...don't give up..."

"Please, help me..."

"Please……"

“…grant salvation!”

At that moment, Huai Shi froze in place, frozen by the screams that hit him.

Pain is like a tidal wave, with no end in sight, turning into a raging tide.

In the darkness, countless broken records turned into the hell and abyss of millions of years ago, swallowing him up.

Just like a bystander walking between the scenes of the play.

In an instant I saw the decay of all things, the coming of the end, the extinguishing of the sun and moon, and the drying up of the earth. I saw how the huge world sank into hell little by little.

I also saw... how everything that was beyond recognition was recreated by them.

In order to restore the world, the heaven and earth were recast, and in order to return to paradise, all things were remade. Trees of iron, birds of copper, beasts of steel and even stars were cast of silver.

Finally, eternal power descends into this paradise.

And the hell of despair also followed.

From the moment the sun, which represented salvation, rose, changes that the casters had never imagined enveloped the entire hell.

The happy smiling faces gradually stiffened, quickly cracked, and fell apart...

Under the shining of the eternal sun, the eternal life finally ushered in its final transformation - after the broken body like porcelain, what flowed out was thick mud like asphalt...

Then, one by one, they flew towards the tower involuntarily, and like parts, they were integrated into the frozen core.

Screaming loudly in unspeakable pain, but unable to find relief. In endless despair, longing for the end, but the end will not come.

The Forgers finally figured out what was going on.

But everything is irreversible.

Their eternal life has begun.

When Huaishi walked blankly in this hell, he was surrounded by countless sharp screams.

How could this hell have been born due to failure?

He finally understood how the so-called perpetual motion machine was created. How is the endless eternal power achieved...

Recast the heaven and earth, the sun, the moon and all things, recreate the world, the eternal machine, and the eternal driving force that maintains the foundation of eternity...the eternal frozen core.

Indeed, they all did it.

They didn't fail, they were all alive.

all.

In this hell that I created with my own hands!

——The so-called immortality machine and the eternal freezing furnace core are exactly the same thing!

The power source of the eternally frozen heart of the furnace is all the people in this hell who have used the eternal machine for survival... They have all been assimilated by hell and transformed into something neither human nor ghost like sludge, hanging in the heart of the furnace.

It's like an endless battery.

In the pain with no end in sight, despair arises continuously, turning into endless energy and strength for the owners of the hell workshops.

No relief.

Thousands of years, ten thousand years, mourning in the endless eternity.

Until reaching the end of destruction, the deepest part of the abyss...

Now, Huai Shi finally understood: Where did everything he saw in the illusion come from, and who witnessed the destruction of the scene in front of him.

"O sun-former...the noble supreme one..."

Countless squirming and twisted crazy faces emerged from the mud, staring at the location of Huai Shi, no, staring at the former sun caster, calling in vain.

"Please...please have mercy..."

This time, Huai Shi finally heard their words clearly.

"Please, save us..."

Countless wailing voices sounded again. They called out in pain, longed for, and hoped that the last hero would bring them a miracle.

Contains the last hope and humble prayer.

"Please... kill us!"

This is their last wish.

But even so, it is already an unattainable luxury dream.

Every method and every possibility was exhausted, until even the other Forger Kings lost the power to resist one by one and gradually turned into mud.

There is no hope left for this land.

Only the Suncaster was left wandering blankly in this empty hell.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you, I will definitely be able to save you, definitely." He repeated over and over again, muttering hollowly: "So, please, wait for me..."

This is the desperate cry of the last survivor in the long eternity.

"——Please, don't abandon me."

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I don’t know how long it has been, and I don’t know what else I have experienced.

Too many records are filled in Huaishi's soul - the fall of the Twilight Country, the casting of the eternally frozen furnace heart, the arrival of the hell workshop owners, and the failure of countless resistances.

Too much history and too much pain are carried in the records of the Suncasters and are engraved in this hell.

Just by watching, you will be infected by the endless despair.

Huai Shi felt herself falling faster and faster and began to dissolve.

He has entered too deep, just like before, he was attracted by the gravity of hell and began to assimilate step by step.

Until a cracked palm grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up, causing the assimilation of hell to come to an abrupt end.

Then, use your last strength to push up and push out!

Get away from this nightmare with no end in sight.

...Condra? "

At the last moment, Huai Shi saw the familiar uniform and the lips that were opening and closing with difficulty on the face that had been alienated by the machine.

A silent farewell to the world.

With a smile.

This chapter is difficult to write, so I'm late, sorry.

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