Fate has never shown rcy to anyone.
Looking at Link standing on the remnants of bones, Malin sighed.
"I don’t know who you are, but I still have to thank you for saving my pathetic soul. Are you... human?" Even at the end of fate, this young man opened his mouth to ask such a question.
"Yes, we are human. I have always resisted, and we have never given up." Malin answered Link with a serious expression, wanting to tell this young man that even if so worlds have fallen, resistance will never cease.
"That’s great, thank you." Link’s soul was flickering, a sign of its aberration. The city was too severely polluted by Chaos, and while those with strong will could avoid physical mutation, the soul was different. A soul facing Chaos would quickly beco aberrant.
And it seed that Link understood his fate too, so he finally knelt down: "Help , humans from another world, for the sake of our shared humanity."
"...As you wish, Link." Malin said, extending his hand. Under the astonished gaze of the young man lifting his head, sacred energy completely ignited the young man’s Spiritual Body.
There’s a saying that every past event in a person’s mory is forged by one choice after another. Because choices can change, each choice creates a completely different story, each choice forges a distinct history.
Therefore, here with Malin, the Svenson family twins eventually took paths completely different from their intended lives, simply because they witnessed their elders’ courage and sacrifice.
May you find fortune, and may your misfortune have an end.
The World Tree Sapling drew a cigarette for its master, Malin took it, lit it, exhaled smoke, and then flicked the cigarette towards the bird-like figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.
The latter caught the cigarette, brought it to its beak for a puff, and then gazed at Malin with eyes like dark glass.
·You truly are an exceptional you.
The Evil God sighed, but Malin wasn’t worried — this should only be a projection. It’s not that it couldn’t co in; as the contact between Subspace and Earth grew closer, coming in actually had no cost. But... it ca in, and if Naless and that one also co, it would certainly be a scenario of two against one.
If it were Malin, Malin wouldn’t be foolish either.
So, Malin smiled a little.
·My uniqueness creates this unique mont, and I think it’s quite good.
Malin took another cigarette for himself, and this ti, the cigarette flew from Malin’s hand, landing in the hands of this white parrot. In its hand, the cigarette ignited without fire, and the Evil God smoked, finally sighing once more.
·You humans are truly amusing.
·Of course amusing, you see, so will betray their beliefs for revenge, others will betray their lives for beliefs. Life from beginning to end manifests such diversity. Isn’t this quite good for you?
·Indeed, you young man, wise and intelligent, shouldn’t be too close to that red-skinned guy, just like Naless. The wise should attract each other, shouldn’t they? The parrot said this and noticed a rift appearing nearby, it smiled a bit.
·I’ll leave first, that guy should be left to Naless to handle.
Before leaving, it said.
And the rift eventually cald down as well.
Malin sat aside, from the distance of the street, the human cha and accompanying infantry had erged. Leading them was none other than the young man from the Sang family, who saw Malin and the headless corpse on the street. That extrely aberrant shell was terrifying to mortals just by looking at it, but now, it was just a headless body.
"Your Highness." Sang Zixin ca to Malin’s side, lowered his head, waiting for Malin’s orders.
Malin stood up, patted his shoulder: "Keep moving forward, I’ve taken care of this city, don’t get yourself killed stupidly."
And then, without concerning himself with the young man’s ecstatic smile, he moved to the left side of the modified type, grabbed the handrail and climbed atop, where the World Tree Sapling had already prepared a parasol and deck chair for Malin.
The so-called stolen leisure of half a day, that’s quite the idea.
......
When Jin Weili entered the city, large-scale combat seed over; he ca to find those pieces of Chaos — see, the city in ruins was so vast, and compared to it, the human liberation corps was still too small. The corps even decided to first occupy the central square of the city and the entire southern region before the follow-up troops arrived — it’s not that there were enemies in the north, but truly there was no strength left for the defense line.
To maintain the defense line, several corps had exhausted their efforts, so legends like Jin Weili were conscripted over. He was now a lieutenant too, in charge of a company, taking the big-headed soldiers to track those Chaos remnants, each head fetching a dollar and fifty cents.
This was a special allowance for the Legendary, making Jin Weili feel insulted.
He wasn’t unaware that the big-headed soldiers earned a dollar per Chaos they killed, but he felt this money shouldn’t be taken — everyone was here to kill Chaos, what did Jin Weili do to deserve an extra fifty cents?
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