Chapter 589 Les Miserables

In the dust gathered by despair, Huai Shi opened her eyes.

As if he didn't hear the shouts of Yuan Yuan and Lin Jiu beside him, he propped up his body and looked up at the tall tower in front of him.

The last masterpiece of the forgers, and the cage of suffering that has imprisoned them for thousands of years.

This is the heart of the permanently frozen furnace.

A creation of despair made of countless sufferings, the essence of disaster in hell.

As long as it wakes up, there will be endless wails.

As long as it operates, all hell is driven by it.

Eternal twilight.

In comparison, the curse of day and night here is nothing more than the radiation leaked from the heart of the furnace...

In order to resist hell, he chose a desperate struggle. Under the guidance and temptation of the master of the purgatory workshop, the casters stepped step by step into the desperate situation called eternity.

Increasingly desperate and crazy.

Perhaps the moment they rejected a peaceful death and chose to make a deal with the devil, they were destined to fall into a situation even more tragic than death.

But are all of this caused by one's own fault?

Huai Shi remained silent and did not speak.

It was clear that every second counted now, even if the tower was right in front of him, even if the situation was good, he sat on the ground, raised his head without saying a word, and stared at the sky.

In the silence, everyone was quietly waiting for his order.

But the order never came.

"Your Excellency Huai Shi..."

After being silent for a long time, the elder finally spoke: "This opportunity cannot be missed."

"I know."

Huaishi said: "I'm just thinking."

Then there was no more talking, and no one disturbed Huai Shi's thinking.

In this way, amidst the thunder and loud noises in the distance, Huai Shi quietly stared at the blood rain, the burning wind, and the gray tide on the sky, a world filled with disaster and despair.

Finally made a sound.

"Grand Master, can you hear me?"

"I'm here."

A metallic voice sounded from the air, as calm as ever, no, it should be said to be indifferent. He said, "You have a question for me, right?"

"..."

Huai Shi didn't speak, just waited silently.

"I know what you want to ask, Huai Shi."

The Grand Master said, "You want to ask: Did I know it a long time ago? Did I know it from the beginning? Do I have any special arrangements? Do I have a way? Just like the blue-skinned robot in the comics Same, omnipotent, always able to find tools to solve problems, and...can I save them, right?"

Huai Shi lowered her eyes and sighed silently.

"Even if you already knew in your heart that all of this was irreversible tens of millions of years ago. When they were obsessed with seeking salvation from hell, the outcome was already destined.

Just like the people in the Kingdom of Heaven who thought they could soar, in fact they just fell into deeper darkness.

Even if Condra's example is right in front of you..."

After a brief pause, the Grand Master asked again: "Despite this, do you still have expectations for me?"

"That's right."

Huai Shi nodded slowly and finally made a sound.

"You should already know the answer, right?"

"...Yes." He said.

"So, tell me, do you need my answer?"

The Grand Master said coldly, "I can give you an order. You don't need to think about anything, and you don't need to hesitate. Just do it. All the responsibilities do not lie with you.

But Huaishi, do you really need someone else's instructions to give you orders and help you make decisions? "

In silence, Huai Shi lowered his head and stared at the sword on his knee.

His eyes reflected on the quiet sword blade were extremely calm, without any fluctuation.

He suddenly asked: "Will you oppose me, Grand Master?"

"What if I could?"

The Grand Master's tone remained calm.

Huai Shi didn't answer, just pressed the handle of the sword blade, but the answer without any room for relaxation was already given by the pupils reflected on the sword's spine.

That look...

In the silence, the Grand Master on the iron crystal throne suddenly laughed softly.

Full of ridicule and irony

At this moment, he finally felt truly: This was the successor Russell had chosen.

That old bastard didn't lie to himself - what he saw now was better than the anger, compassion and determination of his youth, and more importantly...cruelty!

"No one will appreciate you, Huai Shi, and no one will express blessings and gratitude." He said, "No matter how much you do, you can't bring salvation to this land. At best, it's just a belated sign. Just full stop.”

"I know."

"What you bring is not salvation."

Huaishi nodded, "I know that too."

"very good."

The Grand Master finally raised his eyes and told him: "You are the highest person in charge of the Iron Crystal Seat, Huai Shi, even if it is only at this moment.

Now, since you have made a decision, your time has come, and no one should be able to stand in your way. "

"As long as you live in this world, it is inevitable to make mistakes. If you want to give it a try, I won't stop you."

Such a playful reference to the dialogue between gods and devils in "Faust" allows Huai Shi to have his own way.

"I see."

Huai Shi stood up slowly, propped up the sword blade, and finally said: "Thank you, Mr. Mikhail."

The Grand Master said no more.

He has already left the earth.

On the bridge of the iron crystal seat, the metal giant with his arms retracted his sight and turned to look at the projection behind him.

"You see, Russell." He said impatiently, "The agent you chose has already received my vote. Announce the result of the vote."

"Four to one, with one abstention, the resolution passed."

In the projection in the conference room, Russell announced the result: "Whether it's him or you, just go ahead and do it, Mikhail. I will bear all the consequences."

"Things overlap, cause and effect converge, time, place, people and events... all the prerequisites are in place, let us draw the final curtain."

Following Russell's words, all the members in the conference room raised their eyes to guide the arrival of the 'Kingdom of Heaven'.

Under the control of the Grand Master, the huge secrets left behind by the once utopian country were awakened.

The matrix is ​​shrouded, and the framework is established out of thin air.

All the engines of the entire Iron Crystal Seat instantly entered an overload operation state. A huge miracle suddenly descended on the hull, making it unbearable for the huge Iron Crystal Seat. From this overclocking operation, there was a low roar.

The countless records restless in hell were captured by this huge gravitational force and gathered inward. The fertile water of massive source matter came into existence out of nothing, slowly forming the shadow of a thick book.

There is no title on the cover, only countless nihilistic characters flashing, erratic, and starting to find the main axis that runs through the core from these billions of fragments...

The alchemy of hell that was once unique to the heavenly lineage reappears.

Gather events and collect souls.

The essence of hell will be reborn here.

Under the tower, Huai Shi stood up.

I don't know whether it was because he finally made up his mind or because he no longer wavered. Those entangled hell sediments could no longer affect him.

The whine is still harsh.

But Huaishi's heart unexpectedly calmed down without any fluctuation.

He raised his head and looked at the elder who had been waiting beside him for a long time, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yes." The elder said, "Your students just captured August."

Huai Shi was slightly stunned.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Yuan Yuan and Lin Jiu, but August's own strength is already at the top among the third levels. He has been trained intensively by the Ivory Tower since he was a child, and he has accumulated amazing accumulation and rich experience.

There is no one who can live in hell for so long without any good deeds. Even if his two students join forces, they may not be able to do anything to him.

"To be precise, he stood there by himself, as if he was stupid, and didn't move at all."

The elder said: "When asked, he didn't say anything. He seemed to have given up resistance... We didn't know how to deal with it for a while."

"Where are the people?"

Huai Shi said, "Bring it over and let me take a look."

Soon, the shackled August was escorted by his former colleagues and delivered to Huai Shi.

His expression was still calm, or rather he had become numb.

Heartbroken.

Like Huai Shi, after understanding the nature of the eternally frozen heart, one can naturally understand what the so-called eternal machine is.

What's more, before this, he knew far more than Huai Shi, and the impact he felt became more and more huge.

The last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.

Perhaps by using it, there is a possibility of redeeming Condra.

But what's the point?

Would you personally turn your adoptive father into a monster that will suffer forever?

Everything that happened in the Twilight Land happened again to him. After he risked everything for a glimmer of hope, when the truth was revealed, he was shattered.

After losing hope of saving Condra, August lost the motivation to continue action and rebellion.

Just seeing those empty pupils, Huai Shi knew what kind of abyss of pain he was wandering in now.

Not longing to continue living, but longing for a clean ending and referee.

End it all.

In silence, Huaishi pulled out the sword of virtue, slashed it down, and then stopped suddenly.

The blade stopped on August's neck. A few centimeters further down, it could easily cut through the gap between the cervical vertebrae, delicately splitting the bones and texture, bringing him a pleasant end and death.

But death did not come.

Zai Huaishi's sword blade slowly raised.

"Live, August," he said. "You have to pay for everything you do."

August looked up at him and couldn't help but sneer.

"Where does this mercy come from? Your Excellency, Judge?"

He asked mockingly: "Is there any point in keeping me alive? Or do you think death is too gentle for my actions, and you would rather have me tortured in prison and live in hell?"

"It's meaningless." He said, "I was already there..."

"I know."

Huai Shi looked at him and suddenly asked: "Do you know how I came out of those records? You should have seen it at the moment it was activated, right? Those fantasies... I entered deeper than you, those entangled in me There’s more to the record than you think, and assimilation isn’t that far away.”

In the silence, August heard Huai Shi's answer.

"Kandra saved me."

He froze on the spot, his eyes widening in astonishment.

"He has always been conscious, August. He knows what you did, and he also understands why you did it. But at the moment when the heart of the permanent freezing furnace was activated, he sacrificed his hope of finally returning to the world. ,saved me."

"Unfortunately, August, even if you can use the immortality machine now, you can't save him. He is already dead."

In August's daze, Huai Shi lowered his head and told him seriously: "I didn't understand until then that the reason why he lingered was not because he wanted to live, but because he couldn't let go of you."

At the moment when Kondela left the world, Huaishi clearly saw the last silent opening and closing of his lips.

Those were his last remaining words.

--sorry.

Is this an apology to Huai Shi, or is this his last words to August?

Maybe a bit of both.

There is nothing that can be done to prevent the adopted son from falling into despair, and there is nothing that can be done to save the pain and suffering that this hell is filled with. The man left his last apology and welcomed his ending with a smile.

But one thing, Huai Shi can conclude that until his death, Condra never regretted his actions.

I don’t regret that time when I took August’s place and was devoured by hell.

I don’t regret sacrificing my last hope to save Huaishi.

"He would rather let himself be reduced to that level forever than let you make such a mistake."

Huai Shi's sword fell again, breaking the shackles on August's body, "This is the second time he has saved you, don't let him down again."

At that moment, the elder subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the scimitar to guard against August's trapped beast. But the man was still frozen in place.

He just looked at Huai Shi blankly.

For a long, long time, his expression twitched, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, as if his torn soul was being put back together again.

It was clear that he had regained his freedom, but it was painful as if he had lost everything.

Silent weeping.

"If you want a trial, go to the Grand Master and Purser yourself. They will judge what you have done, but I will not. I have more important things to do."

Huai Shi waved the sword away and stretched out his hand: "Give me the Nibelung and you go."

August said nothing more.

Raising his palm, the dim Ring of Nibelung on his index finger slowly dissipated, and in an instant, it appeared on Huai Shi's ten fingers.

In an instant, the sleeping frost giant army was connected to Shao Siming's stigmata.

The dull ring glowed with fiery light.

As Huai Shi advanced, a cold winter wind suddenly swept in front of the undead army array.

The sleeping frost giants walked out of the icy wind, half-kneeling on the ground respectfully, waiting for the orders from their superiors.

Right in front of Huai Shi, the shell of the huge tower peeled off layer by layer, falling to the earth with a roar, revealing the complex machinery and countless changing structures inside.

Right between heaven and earth, the central tower is completely expanded and completed!

Dozens of bridges connect the flying modules and buildings to each other, forming this eternal miracle.

Endless flames of light rose from the top of the eternally frozen heart of the furnace, dispersing the rain of blood and foehn winds that shrouded the entire hell, tearing apart the eternal dusk.

Grass and trees multiply, everything grows, and the wind carries a sweet scent.

Amidst the endless wails of despair, an extremely beautiful paradise descends here.

Built on hell is the kingdom of heaven.

"Let's go, everyone."

Huai Shi looked back to the legions behind her and told them: "The end is coming. Since we are already late, let's not let people wait too long..."

Whether it's this war or the past full of pain...

All this will eventually come to an end.

It was at that moment that dark ink stains finally appeared on the empty book cover in the frame of the iron crystal pedestal, criss-crossing, and an invisible pen wrote the title, laying the foundation for the miracle.

--"Les Miserables"!

This chapter was harder to write than I thought, and my stomach hurts...