Su Wensheng didn’t answer for a long ti.
Su Ming’an knew he didn’t need to persuade him further. Whatever Su Wensheng wanted to do, it must be his own ideal. The confrontation between two idealists here ant that Su Ming’an couldn’t sway the other with words.
When Su Ming’an remained silent, he suddenly heard singing:
"Please don’t go away forever... please don’t go away forever..."
Su Ming’an looked around: "Where is this singing coming from?"
"It’s the singing of people praising the Old God," said Su Wensheng.
The children were singing the rebellion song. Though the children were in all corners of the world, their voices could reach Su Ming’an’s ears because he was the Old God.
Su Ming’an pressed his hand to his chest, and he could hear various voices of the people.
"—Su Ming’an, that is the na of the God."
"—He is our God."
"—The God has returned.
Su Ming’an looked up, ceasing to listen to these trivial voices, which were all expectations from people around the world.
"Chao Yan is going to win," said Su Wensheng.
Su Ming’an looked up, flas soaring, waves surging, Chao Yan’s body was like forged by fire, and the longsword in her hand churned the waves, burning the sea like raging fire, overturning the sky and sea.
She thrust forcefully at the tentacled monster, piercing it in an instant.
It was as if a certain fixed iron curtain was pierced, a certain irresistible rule was shattered, the tentacled monster roared and collapsed in the sea, raising towering waves, the sea was still covered with a layer of unburned flas.
—Chao Yan killed the tentacled monster.
In the magnificent blood-red sky, the girl’s hair gradually returned from blood red to its original pitch black, her eyes still bright, her entire body covered in a layer of scorching ash, the crimson feather behind her slowly retracting like wood gradually burning out.
When she staggered onto the beach, the sand sank beneath her feet.
Blood finally broke through the skin, bursting from every pore of her body, dyeing her into a blood person in an instant. At the sa ti, due to the pattern mark on his chest, Su Ming’an also felt a burning pain, but it wasn’t intense; Chao Yan bore most of the pain.
"Go." The girl with a face full of blood turned her head, looking at him, her eye corners dyed with a rosy color, her pupils still clear like a kingfisher:
"...Cross the edge of the world, go, Deities can no longer control you."
"You are free, Su Ming’an."
She didn’t touch Su Ming’an, her whole body was visibly blood-soaked and burned, with almost no good skin left.
Her irresistible kindness and intensity ca rushing at Su Ming’an, almost burning him. Her gaze was so sincere, so bright, leaving him in indescribable confusion.
"...Thank you," Su Ming’an said.
The sea breeze moved the forest, the branches and leaves collided chaotically.
Her black hair fluttered in front of him, she lay on the beach, and the sand showed a crystalline hue.
"You go, I’ll rest a little..." Chao Yan muttered, "It’s cool here, there’s wind, bird songs, I’ll just lie for a mont, and it’ll be better..."
Her pale eyelids covered her pair of green gemstones, her slender figure sank into the sand. The sand gathering on her slightly heaving chest.
"...Alice."
Su Ming’an said.
Chao Yan didn’t open her eyes, nor did she speak.
"...Are you Alice?" Su Ming’an still looked at her.
He wheeled his chair beside her.
Chao Yan barely opened her eyes, a line of green peeping through her lashes.
"I rember, before you slept every ti, you would ask to tell a story." Su Ming’an said: "The poem I read to you earlier, I recited it a long ti ago, do you want to hear the rest?"
Chao Yan made no move.
Su Ming’an took out a Blood Bottle and fed it to her.
"[She blooms in the morning.]" he said.
Chao Yan squinted her eyes slightly, her entire body covered in terrifying burns, pus dripping down her skin, the cratered wounds horrifying to see, making it hard to imagine her pain at the mont.
Yet she seed unchanged, her expression serene and gentle.
As if responding to a code, she slowly said:
"[Red as blood.]"
"[Dew dares not touch her,]"
"[Fearing to be burned by her.]"
A few candies slipped from her palm, quickly lted away.
...
[Girl: Detective, sir.]
[Girl: I thought my life would linger in the back alleyways, later on, like those sisters in the slums, I would easily be humiliated by others... I had no expectations for myself.]
[Girl: —But because of you, I began to hope for the future.]
...
"[She blooms at noon,]"
Chao Yan seed to smile slightly.
Her smile pulled at the cracked, oozing wounds on her face, pruinous liquid poured out, obscuring her smile.
Su Ming’an took out a cloth, wiped away the pruinous liquid from the edges of her eyelids, allowing those green gemstones to remain cherished, like glass under the sun.
"[Hard as coral.]"
"[Sun close to the glass,]"
"[...to see her shine.]"
...
[Girl: The warmth I couldn’t feel in this life, you gave to on the coldest night. The love I couldn’t feel in this life, even without words, I felt your love.]
[Girl: This is enough.]
[Girl: Would you... trust ?]
...
The poem ended here, and the two of them fell silent for a mont.
"Su Ming’an." Chao Yan said: "Do you really want to call you ’Detective, sir’?"
"Alice..." Su Ming’an said.
Chao Yan shook her head, she extended her hand, as if wanting to touch him, but seeing her pus-filled arms, she withdrew her hand. She glanced at her burn-covered body with a bitter smile, raising her eyes:
"I am not her."
"Sorry, you got the wrong person. I do have similarities, but I am not her."
"That little girl who hasn’t grown up, is still waiting for you in the ga."
...Isn’t that so?
Su Ming’an’s hand trembled. He suddenly couldn’t distinguish if Chao Yan’s words were an unwilling lie to be recognized, or the truth.
Chao Yan was a person of the current world, very likely the predecessors of the Angel, she should have no relation with Alice in ’Girl’s Dream Project’.
"...Okay, sorry for mistaking you for soone else." Su Ming’an said.
"But, I really like the poems you read, sotis I would watch your dream patrol broadcast, the stories you read to Alice, you can read them to too." Chao Yan said: "I really like... literature, and music."
After saying this, she fainted.
Su Ming’an constructed a defense barrier for Chao Yan, then drove the wheelchair toward the world’s edge.
Su Wensheng followed behind him.
"Do you know where you’ll go after crossing the world’s edge?" Su Ming’an asked.
"Probably to another world." Su Wensheng said, "The deity placed the tentacle monster at the world’s edge to prevent anyone from going to other worlds. Now that Chao Yan has defeated the tentacle monster, this place will beco a passage between two worlds—you really aren’t worried this could be a Pandora’s box?"
"What I’m doing now should also be within the deity’s expectations." Su Ming’an said, "Su Wensheng, if you now belong to the deity’s side, there’s no need to follow ."
Su Wensheng laughed slightly, "I only belong to myself."
In a flash, he suddenly reached out, his hand like a blade, slashing toward Su Ming’an.
Su Ming’an had long anticipated that Su Wensheng would suddenly act, and he imdiately activated the wheelchair shield. With a "bang," Su Wensheng’s hand struck heavily on the wheelchair shield, a powerful force transmitted over, and the wheelchair fell heavily downward.
"Poof!"
Waves splashed as the wheelchair plunged into the sea.
"——Turn back, go find the deity. He will help you achieve a perfect pass. Stop going further." Su Wensheng’s voice ca from above the sea, hazy and distant.
Dim morning light filtered through the deep sea, enveloping Su Ming’an within the wheelchair’s shield, with the sound of gurgling sea water all around.
"You really are..." Su Ming’an frowned, "You brought into this world as the savior, and now you want to follow the deity—what exactly—"
"Swish——!!"
Su Wensheng waved his hand, and a sharp crescent arc darted into the sea, slashing at the wheelchair’s shield.
[Hp-4239! (Shield Break!) ]
Blood-red numbers appeared. Su Ming’an’s wheelchair shield, with a health value of 2820, was instantly shattered. He felt a pain in his chest and abdon as the crescent arc cut through his abdon, a large amount of blood spreading in the seawater, the magnificent bright red slowly floating upward.
Su Ming’an clutched his abdon, unwilling to believe this Su Wensheng was the one in his mories, either soone else was impersonating him, or another presence had possessed Su Wensheng; in any case, this Su Wensheng couldn’t be the high school student in his mories.
Su Wensheng had already decisively fallen under the Blue Moon, even if he was Su Wensheng of the Noble House, he could not have turned out this way.
"Su... gurgle gurgle..."
As the shield broke, Su Ming’an’s voice vanished within the enclosed seawater, the sense of suffocation hitting first, followed by the stabbing pain of his wound. He propelled the wheelchair wildly under the sea, unable to fight with Su Wensheng; with Chao Yan unconscious, he couldn’t nimbly control his limbs, only spatial vibrations and judgnt could be used against an enemy, which was clearly not enough.
Blood floated amid the seawater, flowing out as a long blood-red thread under his rapid movent. He covered his face, blocking the impact carried by the sea, silently counting numbers in his heart, calculating the ti he could hold his breath.
Twenty-one, twenty-two...
With a "plop," Su Wensheng also fell into the sea, squinting his eyes, locking onto the source of these blood traces.
He extended his hand, palm facing the wheelchair.
A clear sound.
"Anjiang, behind you—! He wants to kill you!" Du’s scream erupted.
Su Ming’an had no way to imdiately use judgnt as it required the enemy to be within sight, and he couldn’t turn his head. His fingers bent forcefully, sending a 3000 mana point spatial vibration behind him.
"Boom——!!!"
A trendous noise ca from the seawater.
Behind him, a massive thrust pushed, muddling Su Ming’an’s consciousness for a mont, as if he were being pounded by endless waves. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the wheelchair surged uncontrollably forward.
The crescent arc clashed with the spatial vibration, triggering a tsunami-like impact. If viewed from the shore, a massive whirlpool suddenly erged in the ocean’s center, countless water ripples quivering and vibrating outward.
"Anjiang, we’re erging from the water!" Du said.
"No!" Su Ming’an imdiately dismissed the idea, vision blackened. Su Wensheng’s attack thod was the long-range crescent arc; the clearer the vision, the more advantageous for the opponent, while Su Ming’an was essentially disabled, only being able to contend using the sea’s murkiness.
"I told you to get so sea battle skills didn’t I! Look, just look." Du indeed lacked emotional intelligence.
"Control the wheelchair..." Su Ming’an opened his mouth, letting seawater rush in, imdiately silencing himself.
In the dim sea, the dim morning light was not glaring, as if sinking into a bottomless abyss.
Fifty-three, fifty-four...
Su Ming’an counted the ti holding his breath as consciousness began to blur. Previously, he had only learned swimming in high school, even breathing was strenuous, never facing such a grand scale. The burning pain from his chest cavity signaled his lungs’ oxygen depletion.
"Anjiang, your wound..." Du said.
The bloodcolor floating from his abdon was vivid, he was surrounded by his own blood in the pitch-black seawater.
"Su Wensheng really... wants you dead, he’s quite powerful now." Du said.
...he’s not Su Wensheng at all.
Su Ming’an thought. That person couldn’t be Su Wensheng, Su Wensheng wouldn’t beco like this.
"Crash——"
At that mont, he felt a gentle current pass by.
A hand reached from behind, pressing on the back of his neck.
"Found you, farewell." Su Wensheng’s cold voice.
The black bone nail glead with icy sharpness in the dim morning light.
Yet Su Ming’an suddenly curled his fingers, puppet threads appeared, dragging Su Wensheng back several steps.
"Clack clack clack clack——" Beehive-like gun muzzles suddenly erged on the wheelchair, aid at Su Wensheng.
"You too... farewell." Su Ming’an said.
The next second, an innurable barrage of fire launched!
Faced with Su Ming’an’s sudden counterattack, a trace of surprise appeared on Su Wensheng’s face, then he smiled.
The final crescent arc emitted from his palm bypassed the barrage entirely, heading straight for Su Ming’an’s side.
With a "boom——!"
A muffled explosion thundered from the sea’s depths, the barrage blasted apart Su Wensheng’s body, limbs fragnting downward, neck exposing broken bones.
At the sa mont, the crescent arc pierced through Su Ming’an’s side, stabbing in from the left, erging from the right.
A soft sound.
The sound of the upper body and waist abdon coming apart, slowly sliding down.
Su Ming’an lowered his gaze, touching his side, finding an empty void. His upper body tilted uncontrollably to the right, seeing his own legs still on the wheelchair.
...Mutual destruction.
Willing to kill , disregarding those barrages.
Su Wensheng, you... are truly ruthless to yourself.
Su Ming’an’s vision darkened, gazing at Su Wensheng’s shattered body, the black-haired youth taking a last breath. In the pitch-black, bottomless sea, they both slowly sank downward.
Blood and entrails floated amid the seawater, heavy bodies sinking.
Su Ming’an clutched his abdon, finding it already hollow.
The black bone nail reflected faint sunlight, piercing into his eyes.
His gaze unfocusedly t the light above the sea, drifting further away. It felt as if he was just an empty shell... no, he was indeed an empty shell now, even witnessing his own organs float past his eyes.
"Su... Ming’an." a faint voice beside him.
"Scram." Su Ming’an said.
He had never seen such an insane Original.
"Su... Ming’an." His na echoed once more from Su Wensheng.
After a mont of silence, the sea floor was left in darkness and silence.
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