Be dragged into the room by the succubus

【Yo~ melancholy boy~】

Watching the scene in the sky, Ning Feng, who hadn't changed his posture for a long time, reacted to the joking voice, turning his head to look over his shoulder.

[Why does she look like she wants to cry, isn't it a little sad? 】

Sad?

Turning back, continuing to watch the curtain of the world on the sky, Ning Feng was silent for a moment.

Maybe it was because his mood was really wrong, Ning Feng didn't argue with Aryanna, he sighed a little tiredly, and said softly:

"Actually... there are some."

Ning Feng understood Reinhardt's thoughts.

Reinhardt really doesn't have the strength to continue living anymore, and he has no point in continuing to work hard after he has achieved his goal.

As a king he had lost all his subjects, and the country was long gone.

As a human being, his wife died, his friends died for him, and his relatives died long ago.

There is nothing attractive about this world for him.

His demise has also become a matter of course, and there should be no accidents.

The overly straightforward answer made Ariana, who was ready to pull, a little strange, and the black cat tilted her head and asked:

【why?Isn't it good that heroes die well? 】

[In the end, it also ushered in an epic and magnificent ending, isn't it not bad? 】

In this case, can it be good?

Maybe.

The hero who bears everything did not fall in the end and successfully eliminated the evil gods.

It seems that it is a happy ending for all.

but……

"Even if I understand this, I'm still a little sad."

The world in front of me has returned to its original dilapidated appearance, with only decayed ruins, but no vitality.

Is such a world really what they expected?

After the hero saved the world, he didn't enjoy the thanks he deserved.

Peace is originally determined by heroes, and peace cannot be enjoyed without heroes.

There is no way for Ning Feng to accept such an ending with complete peace of mind.

And, in this story, is there really someone responsible for all this tragedy?

The false god?

He is indeed responsible for more than 90.00% of the tragedies in this tragedy, and He caused all of this.

But is He really the unforgivable sinner?

Was it his own desire to become a god that forced him to walk on the path of a god?

No.

It is a world where there is no hope at all.

It is the terrible age when the gods sit high in the sky and the eyes of the gods are all over the world, which has created all these tragedies.

"They were all pioneers, but they became what they are today due to some reasons, which caused the tragedy of the millennium."

Before, at the stargazer, Ning Feng already knew the true identity of the false god of this world.

A deity who died due to special reasons.

Like the other earliest pioneers, he was also a person who made sacrifices and efforts to resist the gods, and gave his all to explore the way.

It's just that he turned into a fallen false god in the end, and an evil dragon that needs to be eliminated in the eyes of the brave.

In this world, the most sober and confused existence is Himself.

Gritting his teeth lightly, Ning Feng exhaled slowly, and withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky.

This damn fate.

Damn!

The anger in his heart dissipated as soon as it arose, and Ning Feng's mentality returned to calm.

Anger is useless, at least not in a world where there is no longer any change.

Just when he calmed down, Ning Feng noticed the gaze on his shoulder and turned his head to look.

Looking into his jewel-like scarlet eyes, he said softly:

"Are you going to laugh at my weakness?"

【How come~】

[You are also quite cute like this. 】

At least, now you are like a living person, not a cold machine with only pros and cons in its eyes.

[Speaking of which, why didn't you make a move in the end?With the authority of the gods, you have the ability to change everything. 】

"No, enough is enough. I respect Reinhardt's choice."

"We have interfered enough in this world, let him end the curtain in the way he wants."

Gently supporting Tuo Xilin's waist, Ning Feng picked her up again in a princess hug.

"Besides, it's impossible for me to stop here."

"There are people waiting for me, and other things to do."

Here, should not be the place where he stops, this is only a small part of his journey.

【Now, have you experienced enough of the realm of the gods? 】

[What do you think about the gods? 】

【disgust?or how? 】

What do you think of this almost omnipotent feeling?

Are you indulging in it and embarking on the path of chasing the footsteps of the gods?

Or are you terrified of it and never dare to set foot again?

She was looking forward to his answer.

Lowering his head, he looked at Shirin, whose face had turned rosy because he had been repairing her body with divine power, and said softly:

"For the future I want, just this kind of power...isn't enough."

After seeing the mighty power of the gods, and even experiencing that power in person.

Ning Feng did not show cowardice and fear, and never felt powerless against such a huge gap.

While feeling the pressure first hand, he revealed his greed, or ambition.

In order to prevent the gods from bringing disaster to this world again, in order to be able to fight back at that time.

The authority of a false god...

not enough!

Ning Feng needs more strength.

more and more!

After hearing Ning Feng's answer, Ariana's expression remained unchanged, just

[Good answer! 】

【Sister likes hard-working children like you~】

With the tone of a rich woman who is rich and qualified to spend capital wantonly in the male model club, Aryanna said playfully:

[Then this experience is over? 】

And Ning Feng was silent for a while, then shook his head lightly, and said:

"Wait a minute, there is one last thing that hasn't been dealt with."

This story still lacks an ending.

In Ning Feng's eyes, the scale of space became clear and easy to understand. With one step, he crossed the distance of half a kingdom.

Graywater.

This town is no longer as busy as what Ning Feng saw before, and the original villagers have disappeared along with the others.

But in this town that is about to disappear, there is only one soul left.

"Sure enough, you are still insisting..."

Nodding with some understanding, Ning Feng came before the last soul and entered the house he was invited into before.

The furnishings in the room are still cold and shabby, but Bishop Charlie, who looked like a mummy, has changed at this moment.

His appearance changed back to that of a human being, and there was no trace of death on his body, exuding a faint illusory golden color.

But he didn't dissipate with the others, but insisted on not giving up.

He is waiting for someone.

One who brings them ultimate relief.

As if sensing someone coming, Charlie opened his eyes with difficulty.

"My lord, you are indeed back..."

Getting up with difficulty, Charlie staggered towards Ning Feng, but on the way his legs were broken and turned into golden light, and he fell down in front of Ning Feng.

Holding Xilin in his arms, Ning Feng did not make any other reactions, and calmly said:

"I've fulfilled my promise."

"All of you have been saved."

The world has not been restored, but they have gained a freedom they never had.

Charlie bowed solemnly to Ning Feng, bowed his head and said:

"Thank you, I already know."

Charlie felt the disappearance of the villagers, and watched them turn into points of light and merge into the sky while bowing to him one by one.

At that time, he held back, forcibly changed his will, and fought hard against death.

He just wanted to personally thank the benefactor who saved himself and the world.

"Thank you for saving us and allowing us to rest in peace..."

"You are a true hero, thank you again!"

And now, he doesn't have to insist anymore.

Starting from the broken legs, Charlie gradually joined the dissipated team.

"However, there is something I need to tell you again."

Ning Feng's calm voice stunned Charlie for a moment, and he raised his head blankly.

Facing the puzzled eyes, Ning Feng was silent for a while, but finally decided to tell Charlie the truth.

"...the god you believe in, He actually hasn't abandoned you."

Charlie's movements froze instantly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and even the dissipation of his body slowed down a lot.

Now that he decided to tell the truth, Ning Feng had no intention of being a riddler. He explained slowly:

"He had some accidents and fell into a special state. The changes that happened to you all come from his crazy and fallen self."

"He didn't give up on you, but has been trying to fight against that dark and fallen self for a whole millennium."

"The interlacing of day and night, the change of truth and falsehood, every time he is fighting against his own evil thoughts."

"Sorry, it was my fault for saying that He gave up on you."

Lowering his head, Ning Feng said softly:

"He..."

"Until the end, I didn't give up on you."

click.

There was a broken sound resounding in the room.

That was Charlie's body that was gradually shattering and dying, and it was also the final shackles that bound his body.

The end of the story.

The lonely priest who insists on believing in the gods, and the gods who silently guard the believers.

A story like this shouldn't end like that.

"Ah ah ah..."

Golden teardrops fell from the old man's eyes and dissipated in the midair.

In front of Ning Feng, the old man knelt on the ground, crying like a child who had done something wrong.

Is it because you feel wronged because you have endured thousands of years of torture?

Or is it moved by the discovery that you have not been abandoned by the gods?

Or are you ashamed that your faith is not devout enough?

perhaps……

These are all.

It turned out that the Lord did not care.

It turned out that the Lord had been watching him all along.

"Oh God!"

"I'm guilty!"

"I'm guilty ah ah ah!!!"

The words in Charlie's mouth were intermittent, and even Ning Feng couldn't hear them clearly, but he didn't delve into it.

He didn't lean over to support him, nor did he say any comforting words.

He just lowered his head quietly, watching the poor old man weeping with calm and compassionate eyes.

There is no need for him to intervene in this story.

After crying, Charlie's disappearance didn't stop, but the speed of disappearing became faster and faster.

Like, there's nothing left to hold him back in the end.

He can already return to the embrace of the Lord.

Just before dissipating, Charlie looked at Ning Feng and bowed his head sincerely to him:

"Thank you!"

"Thanks you!!!"

In the last sincere gratitude, Ning Feng turned and left, never to be seen again.

……

……

Back in the palace, Ning Feng looked at the broken throne due to the battle, and nodded silently.

[Why cleanse him at the end?If you don't tell Charlie, he won't know the answer, will he? 】

The black cat wagged its tail on its shoulders, tilted its head and asked:

【Give him a perfect dream, isn't it also a kind of tenderness? 】

And Ning Feng shook his head, and walked slowly to the throne.

"First of all, he has the qualifications to know all this."

Devout believers can still persist in their own existence in this world.

Don't such people have the qualifications to know the truth?

"Secondly, the god-climber, before he became a false god, he was also a human being."

"No, even if he becomes a god and possesses the authority of a god...but he is still a human being."

He sacrificed for mankind, explored for the future of mankind, and died for the freedom of mankind.

Isn't such an existence human?

He is eligible.

He died not as a false god, but as a human being.

【Is that so...then I will take back your experience card~】

As Ning Feng nodded, the power in his body that didn't belong to him quickly disappeared as if he was discouraged, and then he felt a strong sense of exhaustion and weakness.

Emptiness, the emptiness of losing something precious fills the mind.

That is the unreal feeling caused by touching the realm of the gods but falling again.

"........."

Ning Feng knew that it wasn't his own power, at least not yet, and he couldn't indulge in that kind of fantasy power.

The black cat jumped off his shoulders and fell to the ground.

[Speaking of which, how is your game?How are you going to explain all this to them? 】

"It doesn't matter, I'm not interested in the result."

Those little things are fine anyway, I'm not in the mood to think about those right now.

There are too many things to consider, and there are still many uncertainties in the future.

Enough is enough, the world is just like this.

Knowing that his emotions were wrong, Ariana didn't ask any more, but asked softly:

[Then what else do you want to do now? 】

"go home."

Suppressing the emptiness in his body, Ning Feng sat down with difficulty holding Xilin. Ning Feng sighed weakly, and said softly:

"I just want to go home now."

I just want to go back to my family and have a good rest.

Leaning against the broken throne, he hugged Shirene in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes against the rising sun.

And the black cat with bewitching eyes turned into a young girl at this moment, and the illusory figure came to Ning Feng with light steps.

She sat lightly on the handle of the throne, stretched her arms lazily, and closed her eyes with Ning Feng.

Enjoy this moment of peace together.

(Volume III, "The Observed", end.)

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The third volume is finally finished, and the summary feels that I have to wait until tomorrow to write it. I am so tired now hahahahaha

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