Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

PS: I wrote this chapter by listening to the episode "daredevil" of "Ace Combat 7". Interested friends can go to search it, but it is more difficult to find, because there are many songs with this name, station b Yes, you can go and listen to it.

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Death Coil shone with an eerie black glow.

Lost grabbed the cursed dagger and stabbed it into his heart suddenly.

With the activation of blood and boundless hatred, the cursed blade suddenly shone, the wound pierced into the body did not shed a trace of blood, and the strange energy fluctuations suddenly diverged.

Kant shouted loudly, his vindictive qi burst out suddenly, the red blood flames that pierced into Lost's body twisted and twitched, and a large piece of blood mist burst out. He sensed that something extremely dangerous was approaching, he backed away suddenly, and pulled out his other hand. The pistol on the inside of his thigh fired repeatedly at Lost.

Lost tilted his head abruptly, dodging the vital point of the head, and then his body shuddered suddenly. He was shot several times in the chest and abdomen, only dodging the vital point of the head.

Then, he suddenly pulled out the small sword in his heart, and with endless hatred and curses, a shadow-like invisible blade swept out silently towards Kant, and it came in an instant.

Its speed is beyond the concept of space.

through Kant's body.

Kant's retreating figure suddenly stiffened, his face turned pale for a moment, and a painful twist flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help letting go of the fire axe in his hand and pressed his chest.

The severe pain was followed by a gradually rising feeling of weakness.

He felt an invisible force entrenched in his heart, a little bit, a little bit, making his heart beat slowly, like a gentle, death whisper.

After Lost launched the cursed blade, he weakly took two steps back and fell to the ground. He was severely injured in many places, his vitality was rapidly draining, and he could no longer live.

But he was laughing.

Regardless of the injury.

Laugh smugly.

I felt infinite satisfaction in my heart.

Kant let go of the pistol and pressed his chest.

Spiritual power is diffused and extracted.

But... extract what?

Spiritual power penetrated through the skin, through the flesh and blood, he could feel the beating of his heart, and could feel its shape and outline, but that strange force was attached to the heart, entwining like a vine, he tried to gently When he came into contact with the ground, he felt extremely complex changes in the elements, profound and mysterious.

Although it cannot be compared with the text on the Fire Thief Altar and the white mist outside the community.

But it is far from what Kant can extract and analyze now.

There was a flash of enlightenment in his heart.

This is... the power of the gods.

Lost laughed wildly: "The cursed treasure that should have been used on Snowfall Sword Saint, is used on your mere clown, feel honored! And fear! You're going to die! You're going to die soon!"

Kant covered his heart and looked at each other.

His face was gloomy and unpredictable.

Fierce, hateful, regretful, furious, fearful, unwilling.

But in the end, it turned into relief.

Calmly relieved.

"I see... Am I going to die?"

He knew what Lost said was true, and he personally verified the power of the curse.

Kant slowly revealed a complicated smile.

"It doesn't matter..."

He smiled softly: "Anyway, I'm tired of living."

When Lost saw him like this, his frantic and joyful laughter stopped suddenly, and he said in a rage: "Why don't you regret it? Why can you be so calm? You are about to die! You are going to cry! You are going crazy! You are going to be furious! You are going to Not reconciled! Why are you so calm!"

Because I have nothing to lose, what is my fate.

Kant smiled: "Why can't I be calm? I avenged my dead friend, I have no regrets, even if it was a friend's entrustment, I did it, I used my life to block this curse, lest the waterfall snow sword holy body Death, with her by Tina's side, Tina's next journey will be much easier."

"It's you instead."

His smile gradually filled with sarcasm and ridicule: "Because of your greed, because of your betrayal, attacking innocent people, wielding a butcher's knife for your former allies, what have you gained? Gorgeous buildings, heritage, family The glory of my family, the lives of my relatives, everything has turned to ashes, you have tried your best, but you can't change everything, what's the point of killing me? Will all this come back? The Goode family is over, You have nothing left, why don't you cry?"

Lost was struck by lightning.

His body trembled violently.

Looking at the devastated land, looking at the remains of relatives who have disappeared, the first prince's advice, the future and wealth, the lives of family members, everything, what is the most important thing?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Because everything has been destroyed.

but…

but…

Tears appeared in Lost's eyes. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the unpleasant air. He was born here, grew up here, and his memories are all here.

"At least..." he murmured, "I can die in my hometown."

Kant's smile froze.

He stood silently, standing still.

"you're right."

The Earthling whispered.

Life was about to come to an end, and the madness and hatred in his eyes slowly dissipated.

become calm.

become relieved.

He looked up at the sky, and infinite sadness and longing flashed in his eyes.

"So…"

Kant said softly: "I will also die in my hometown."

He tugged his hands on his body a few times, and took off the blood-stained tactical vest, and then the various tactical belts on his arms and legs.

Spiritual power is diffused, extracted, and those things are constantly disintegrating.

"Because I came to the world cleanly, and I have to go back cleanly."

Then picked up the pistol.

extraction, decomposition.

Shotgun.

dagger.

Nail gun.

Piece by piece.

"Because I don't want weapons to be buried in the grave of the last human being on Earth."

The red blood flame front also turned into ashes in his hands.

Kant held the last weapon, the fire axe.

He looked at Lost, who was sitting on the ground.

All the elements decomposed poured into the axe, and the blade of the axe shone with intense brilliance.

He rushed towards Lost, and Lost also saw his gaze.

The two of them moved their bodies at the same time, raised their final grudges, and rushed towards each other. At this time, the inner strength that drove them was no longer hatred and madness, but other purer and more essential reasons.

Three meters away, Kant suddenly threw an axe, and the battle axe with a strong will flew out, smashed through the air, and separated the self-protective fighting spirit of Lost, who could not escape.

hacked into his head.

Kant fit and rushed over and grabbed the handle of the axe. The figures of the two crossed each other. Lost's head suddenly tilted back. Kant held the axe with his right hand and pressed the knight's back with his left hand. On the axe blade, it was forcibly pulled off.

Bones, flesh, blood vessels, the flowers of death bloom.

Lost's headless corpse took two steps forward and fell to the ground.

Kant didn't look back.

He said softly: "I hesitated last night, I should have put the bomb in Hannah's stomach, if I did, then you would have been seriously injured by the blast just now, and maybe you won't have the strength to take out this thing. "

"That is to say, my last softening and hesitation led to my death."

"It's ironic."

"But then again..."

Kant sighed lightly: "I have to admit, if I did this last night, I would have no face to go home now... After all, fate is so magical, we lose in one place, we get in one place, this The world is infinitely variable, and everything is impermanent, who can say for sure.”

Kant dropped the axe to the ground.

"I will leave the last hatred here."

"At this point, I have paid off what I owe, and what I should be asked for, I also get it."

"The Goode family perished here, and the blood debt has been paid for."

"I and this world are separated from each other."

He looked up at the sky, at this not-beautiful land, this infinitely vast other world.

"Unfortunately, there is no time to take a good look."

However, there is nothing to regret.

Kant smiled.

Then raise your hands slowly.

Facing the sky, facing the world, I raised two middle fingers.

"Fuck the world."

A black halo suddenly appeared all over his body, the space shattered, and a portal through time and space was folded.

In the next moment, Kant, the earth man, left the other world.

Huisha was dead silent, there was no living creature here, and no one saw that the cursed blade in Lost's hand suddenly lost its luster at this moment.

It was as if he was in the endless deep sea, stepping over the hollow blisters, and finally arrived at the place he wanted to go. When the inexplicable surging sense disappeared, Kant opened his eyes.

Familiar ceiling.

This is his home.

It is also his hometown.

Can't die in bed.

To die by the tombstone, by the sword in Cleveland.

He struggled to get out of bed and opened the bedroom door, only to feel darkness in front of him, and then fell to his knees.

Breathing heavily.

Black eyes.

The beating of his heart gradually slowed, and he was approaching the most dangerous edge. The previous last blow and extraction enchantment consumed a lot of strength, and now he has no strength.

Kant fell to the ground helplessly.

"boom."

He didn't want to move anymore.

"Bang bang bang."

He is already very tired.

"Bang bang bang bang."

Just rest.

"Bang bang bang bang bang."

Speaking of which, why is it so noisy today...

"Buzz...buzz..."

Even the phone started to vibrate.

-and many more!

The increasingly heavy eyes suddenly opened.

The cry seemed to be far away.

"Kant! Kant!"

He heard someone calling him.

That voice is very familiar, it often appears in dreams, is it a hallucination before death?

No, it's not.

no.

Because the phone in the pocket is vibrating, vibrating.

The voice became clearer and clearer, just outside.

"Kant! Are you there!"

It was the voice, yes, he recognized the voice.

How to forget.

His head was in a daze, and it kept falling in the dark void, but the sound was like a light, and Kant was shocked, and he felt hot tears pouring out of his eyes.

He shouted: "Pharaoh! Pharaoh!"

Kant's voice became choked up.

The shouting stopped, and a moment later there was a more violent, more violent crash, as if something were slashing at the door.

Then, the door was violently pulled open.

A figure came into Kant's eyes.

"Kant! What's wrong with you!"

The anxious voice was very familiar.

Including the beautiful yet heroic face, the long black hair tied into a ponytail, and the tall and well-proportioned figure, all of this is what he remembered and what he missed.

His childhood sweetheart, his neighbor, his best friend.

Now reappearing in front of him.

Just like a dream.

Kant looked at her and murmured, "It's you, it's really you, why..."

The girl was shocked when she saw his appearance, and quickly helped him up and rushed outside: "I'll take you to the hospital!"

Kant was groggy at this time, weaker than ever before, and his life slipped into the abyss. He was confused and let the other party do what he did, but before he left home, his eyes swept over subconsciously.

Then startled.

There should have been a radio transmitter and a gasoline generator on the table.

Some things in the house were also taken to another world by him.

But now, there are no radios, no generators, and the furniture is just as it used to be.

"How is this going…"

He was dragged and dragged by the girl and rushed to the elevator.

There is electricity.

The indicator beats numbers from floor to floor.

up to one layer.

Lao Wang took him to the downstairs. On the road facing him, an old couple led the puppy to disperse. After seeing this scene, they were all shocked and walked up quickly.

The old grandmother said worriedly: "Oh, what's going on? Lao Li, hurry up and take a look!"

The old grandfather stepped forward in a hurry, just lifted Kant's face to take a look, then put his ear to his chest and listened for a moment, then categorically said: "There must be a heart rate problem! Hurry to the hospital for emergency treatment, the third hospital is away from here. It's less than a kilometer, and it can't be dragged any longer!"

Old Wang agreed, and hurriedly ran to the gate of the community, the old couple followed, and the old grandfather reached out to help hold Kant's body on the other side.

The girl took out her mobile phone while thanking her and was about to dial 120. At this time, a mother and son came down from another building. The mother also came up to ask, and said, "The third hospital is near here, but the car has to turn around and we have to go out. , my husband is driving out..."

The little boy immediately ran towards the gate of the community: "I'll go tell Dad!"

Kant's consciousness became even more drowsy. He just saw unfamiliar faces approaching, with surprise and worry on their faces. He only felt that one hand was helping him, and he moved faster and faster.

But he didn't have the strength to care about it.

He just looked around with a little daze and doubt, there is no white fog, and people's faces have not experienced the horror of disasters and changes, everything is as usual, there is no wanton graffiti on the roadside, no traces of his life. , He was helped by the crowd to the vicinity of the entrance of the community. The stone wall was engraved with the wonderful ancient Song poem. There was no civilized epitaph, and there was no Cleveland sword.

As if all this... never happened.

But it did happen, it was definitely not a dream, and now, the power of the fire thief still exists in his body.

But what happened to all this?

Kant burst into tears.

He murmured, "What is this? What is this?"

The sadness and despair of this year, the collapse and madness after the loss.

but…

Seeing the world as it was before, seeing these unfamiliar and worried faces, security guards, passers-by, neighbors, whether they knew each other or not, almost everyone extended a helping hand.

It turned out that all this was never lost.

It's just that I went through a sad journey.

that would be great.

never mind.

It doesn't matter what I've been through, that's fine...

He slowly lowered his head, and the call in his ear gradually faded away.

Crazy, sad, hopeless and painful hearts, slowly calm down.

The car roared, ran through the red light, honked its horn all the way, and rushed towards the nearest third hospital.

In the emergency room, the doctor who arrived urgently glanced at the instrument and said, "Prepare the defibrillator!"

Pharaoh was waiting anxiously in front of the emergency room.

In a mountain dozens of miles away from Huisha Town, the exhausted princess finally reached the person she was waiting for. She fell into the other's arms and muttered, "Auntie, hurry up, hurry back to Huisha. Town to save them, Kant and the knight are still there..."

But she didn't know that those two people were gone.

The jetty of Huisha Town suddenly burst into the sky.

The people in the port have already run clean, the seagulls flying in the sky are falling into the sea uncontrollably, the beautiful and slender feet have stepped on the land, the girl has a refreshing short red hair, a hot body, and a straight chest. She opened the wet bag in her hand, and the clothes hung in the air, all the moisture dissipated in a blink of an eye and became dry.

She tilted her head, as if recalling something, and then, the underwear, coat, boots, and other clothes were put on by her, the girl held the steel rod in her handshake, and her face showed a dissatisfied look, but She was reluctant to throw it away, and then she had an idea. The rough steel rod was wrapped in golden light, and the power of the elements continued to converge and smelt. In the end, the steel rod turned into a long stick with golden light.

She whispered: "Kant...Kant..."

The girl looked at this strange world, a dazed look flashed on her face, and then she became firm.

She took a step and walked into this other world to find the person closest to her.

The door of the emergency room was opened, and the doctor came out: "Are you a family member of the patient?"

Old Wang nodded casually: "I am, doctor, how is he?"

A look of distress appeared on the doctor's face: "It's strange, after using the defibrillator, his symptoms disappeared immediately, but his state..."

A worried look appeared on the old king's face: "What's wrong?"

"He looks very weak and tired, and is in a very bad state, but the tests and examination results show that his indicators are all normal levels, even healthier than normal people... Stay in the hospital for a few days and observe."

The doctor asked again: "Also, has he recently... suffered any major emotional setbacks, or some kind of blow?"

Old Wang wondered: "No, when I saw him two days ago, he was fine, what's wrong?"

"That's weird," said the doctor, "because even in a coma, he was crying and speaking a foreign language that I didn't understand."

The girl's heart suddenly twitched.

She asked, "Can I go in and see him now?"

Kant just had a dream.

He dreamed of the world shrouded in white fog, where everything was as quiet as before, and all the scenery was roughly the same as the earth, but it was different. There was a tombstone with a sword stuck beside it.

What he didn't know was that when the divine power in the cursed blade dispersed, a bridge was built in the void, connecting the sealed world, the pure world, and the world full of hope.

Not even the gods could detect this change.

Only the long river of time remembers everything, rushing forward and never ending. The epic full of sacredness and sadness will be written by the new hero himself, and it must be engraved with eternity under the starry sky...

myth.

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PS1: 5,000-word chapter! Late update! The reason for being late is the chapter itself! Do you have any opinion on this!

PS2: Guess the gorilla and the princess will come to the rescue and come out and be beaten! Just kidding, how can I learn from someone and let you brothers guess my routine.

PS3: By the way, just think about it, Kant's grief comes from the loss of everything in the old world, the death of the knight is just the last straw that overwhelms the camel, so with the comfort of the princess and the gorilla, it is impossible to let Kant calmed down, and even the knight could not do the resurrection from the dead.

PS4: At this point, the basic framework of this book has been unfolded. The detailed settings, the reason for Kant's return, and all the questions will be described in the next section.

PS5: This is the chapter today. I am a little tired. I will rest early today.

PS6: Blades! Reward! Monthly pass! Recommended ticket! Hand them all to me!

PS7: Lao Tzu is really awesome.