First Player

Chapter 417 Chapter 415·TE·Dream of Heaven (Part 2)

The legendary city in the clouds collapsed.

The moment Su Lin became a player, he lost control of Yunshang City.

When the gods left, the city that merged with the gods also lost the value of its existence.

At that moment, the endless soldiers dissipated, and the armored men turned into golden fragments and shattered. The magnificent and sacred church was suddenly shattered by the long river of time, revealing rotten bricks and tiles.

Everything is disappearing.

On Su Lin's chest, the red rose was beating like a flame. He had been forced to leave this world.

His gaze was still fixed on the land below.

His eyes were a little dazed.

Scenes from the past, the princess crying, colleagues saying goodbye, the girl seeing him off by the stream...these scenes passed before his eyes one by one like old photos.

The color of snow climbed up to the tip of his brow, and the white light that could not be refused outlined the slender shadow on his face.

He suddenly closed his eyes.

"I love you," he said softly.

White snow blew across his young face, and the cold wind blew his gown up and down.

"Love more than anyone..."

He said.

The teleportation white light surrounded him, like a dreamlike smoke, and it was like amber wrapped in the world.

He had been in pain and despair.

The people who boarded the city with him, including his deputy, the bald Gerry who was always laughing, were poisoned to death before his eyes.

He still remembers their painful eyes, their moans, and their cries before death.

But he had to step on their corpses and become the immortal god of Praia despite their ill intentions before their death.

——He exchanged lies for people's sincere beliefs in order to continue this scarred ethnic group.

In fact, he also hoped that Praia should not be like this.

Soul hunters should not die in wars meaninglessly, and soul tribesmen should not live in the cracks all their lives. Innocent residents, they should not be frightened in the dark, or suddenly freeze to death on a cold night.

He hoped that there would be more than just pain in this land.

He hoped that he would bear more than just the scars caused by the death of his compatriots.

He very much hopes that here, love and emotion will not be distorted, and romance and tenderness can be accepted.

But as a person who loves this land the most, he personally destroyed this land.

He could no longer escape from this position, and could only endure himself being stained with sin and blood, hating himself as much as he hated rot.

He couldn't forget everything on this land, even the rotten roots hidden deep in the soil, and the ugly branches and leaves that spread out...

He hoped that one day, even if watered by blood and fire, they would bloom into beautiful flowers.

However, he is not the singing Van Dylan in front of the church. He is just the burning white dove. Even though he is surrounded by fire, he still struggles hard and shows his weakness as a human being.

Van Dillon's body was imprisoned on the ground, and his soul ascended to heaven, where he died in depression.

But Su Lin felt that Van Dillon was very lucky.

Because for him,

The real kingdom of heaven is not this deserted city in the mist, nor the splendid and lonely church of God.

And it is clearly the ground that Van Dillon hates.

…It’s the land he loves,

——A place where there are people and love is the real "Kingdom of Heaven".

But he himself was imprisoned in the hell in the sky and became the devil who pushed others to die.

Even those who fight for the majority should not deserve everyone's approval.

He knows this.

This was a sin he could not escape from as he watched so many people die.

so,

If the final outcome is still to leave, fail, and the barrier is broken...

He believed that this was the ending he deserved as a mere human being trying to contend with natural disasters and fate.

"Su Lin——"

Su Lin closed her eyes, but suddenly heard the voice of a traveler from another world.

He opened his eyes and saw Su Ming'an, who was falling simultaneously and shouting at him.

In the biting wind and snow, the young man who looked exactly like him had an almost bright color in his eyes.

Even though he was falling at high speed, the sound was still extremely penetrating, rushing towards him like through the fine cold snow, piercing his ears in an instant.

"Su Lin, I promise you -" a young man named Su Ming'an shouted:

"The barrier here will not collapse, and I will not let this place be destroyed!"

"Humanity's wisdom is endless, and I never dare to underestimate it - we will eventually find a way to build a barrier that can protect this place without malice and hatred!"

Su Mingan's voice was loud.

He knew that before the natural disaster, the brave man had completed his mission, and the knight had lured away the eyeing sea monster.

From then on, there were no more Yunshangcheng and so-called gods.

People's destiny can be decided by themselves. They can use swords and shields, knives and guns to fight and snatch away the peace and victory they deserve, and to protect the land and people they love.

The unforgettable hatred, the ideals that have been carried out for generations, and the origins of history need not be the reason to shackle them.

They do not have to live in the lies of superiors, live in brainwashing stories, become "NPC"-style standardized characters, be erected with monuments and names, become heroic figures who sacrificed heroically, and become a part of this land. Microcosm.

They have the right to control their own destiny and decide their own emotions through self-thinking - to achieve independent and free souls.

They can freely choose whether to become this "eternal will" who sacrifices for the overall situation.

Although the legend of Praia's treasure will be shattered after the fall of Yunshang City, they have developed maritime trade lines and no longer rely on this so-called legend.

Enough resource stones can help them maintain the barrier.

Su Ming'an will not interfere in the struggle between the two clans, there is no difference between them in his eyes.

Without a controlling hand, they could end this hopeless struggle.

…

Su Lin, who was about to become a player and leave here completely, smiled lightly after listening to Su Mingan's words.

This smile made him feel very sad, like recognition, but also like regret.

"If you can do it," he said, "Go ahead. Traveler from another world."

He fell in the sky.

"Young, Princess Sophia." He lowered his head, not knowing who he was talking to: "Good night."

…

【And no matter what——】

【I love you all. 】

【I love this——the glorious kingdom of heaven. 】

…

Yun Shangcheng turned into white dots like stardust, scattered in front of Su Mingan's eyes.

When the church, which carries history, was shattered, it turned into fragments that reflected the picture.

Among the fragments, he saw many figures.

...The high-spirited young captain, the bloody airship under the sunset.

...Young, spirited soul hunters, with shining medals.

...East District, Thirteenth Street, a black-haired girl carefully tied the newly bloomed white daisies on the mouth of the bottle. The dusty sewing machine has bright cloth spread out.

...In the city of the soul clan, the young man in the white mask looked down at this land that was no different from a human city.

...The young soul hunter who was about to go to the front line said goodbye to his mother with a smile.

...The young man wearing a dark ghost mask, carrying the unconscious girl on his back, disappeared into the darkness, his shadow getting longer and longer.

...Under the city wall, a woman holding naan bread showed a corner of a mahogany box in her hand.

...The Art Empire, the immortal pearl, the gentle girl holding Van Dillon's collection of poems in her hands, showing a sad smile.

...The arrogant and dignified blonde princess who loved Praia more than herself silently turned her gaze away.

...The white-haired old lady is kissing the old photo, no longer waiting for the day, like a little girl who has just fallen in love.

besides……

...rowing a night boat, a bright knight with eyes as green as fireflies, holding straw candy.

In the flickering lights, his eyes were extremely bright.

【team leader. 】

He smiled and called this unique name that only he could call.

…

at this moment,

Su Mingan saw the splendid lives of generations of people.

Joys and sorrows, rise and fall. Scenes of human fireworks gathered together, passing through his field of vision.

He fell in the snow.

White memory fragments gradually passed and disappeared in front of his eyes.

When the last fragment grazed the side of his face, Su Mingan seemed to feel something.

He turned his head and saw a fiery red figure among the memory fragments.

——Then his eyes met the girl's eyes.

The pure white light caressed the girl's fiery red hair, instantly turning it into a brilliance in the cold wind filled with ice and snow.

In the shattering wind and snow, she opened her arms, and her red hair danced like fire.

She seemed to be smiling towards this side, her eyes as clear and bright as the sea and the sky.

【Please……】

【...Always, always remember me. 】

The pieces break.

"Shua-"

Thick, dark cloud-like crows appeared in mid-air and caught the four fallen people.

Su Ming'an, who was covered in blood, fell into the soft feathers. Yin Ke felt a heat like a furnace fire, which made his frozen body begin to warm up.

"Be careful, don't move, you will die if you touch this little blood."

Lin Yin grabbed Yinke's feathers and crawled over with great effort. Her hair was disheveled now, and her whole body was covered with small holes blown by the cold wind. However, she didn't care about it at all and just quickly held the back of Su Ming'an's hand.

A pale white halo emerged.

The blood bar, which had almost dropped to the bottom, began to rise slowly.

After taking a breath, Su Ming'an sat up, turned his head, and saw the city above the clouds falling like a broken mirror.

The white holy city floating in the sky slowly fell, and the fragments disappeared in the wind. They collided, blended, and shattered in the vast skyline, like a fantasy dream staged before our eyes.

"It's over." Noel, who had broken one of his right hands, sat next to him.

The cold wind blew his half-long golden hair, and his eyes had an explorer's desire to explore stories.

On his face, the pollution belonging to the siren had completely faded.

He successfully saw the ending of this copy.

"Well, it's over." Lu Shu wiped away the blood on his face. There was a sword mark that was so deep that he could see the bone on the back of his hand.

"After it's over, let's go celebrate your birthday together." Noel turned around and said to Su Mingan: "Hot springs, comic exhibitions, wishing pools, amusement parks, natural scenery...anything is fine. You have been too tired these twelve days. Let’s take a rest before facing the pinnacle challenge of the Eighth World.”

"Yeah." Lu Shu said, "I can go too."

"It's time to rest." Lin Yin said, "Lu Shu and I have been watching the whole dungeon for the past few days. You are responsible for almost all the dungeons. You are so tired. You are more than two years younger than me. You are so good at it." Play, it’s really yours...then let us be responsible for taking you to play, no shirk."

Su Mingan was slightly stunned.

His eyes were a little blurry, which was a side effect of low blood volume. He couldn't see the faces of several people around him clearly.

But he thought they probably weren't laughing, and they probably weren't overly excited either.

Unlike other people,

Unlike those who have ulterior motives to celebrate his birthday,

These people around him seemed to really just want to make him happy and waste time with him, going somewhere together.

"Then," he said, "let's play for a day."

He still couldn't see their faces clearly.

But he thought that these people were probably laughing.

Because he had already heard the hearty laughter from this group of people ringing in his ears.

He looked up.

In the distant blue sky, a golden meteor streaked across.

Under the shining of the bloody sunset, the fragments of memory are like the sparkling water on the sea, revealing a very quiet and heterogeneous beauty.

Below, the people on the island raised their heads and exclaimed, surprised by the fall of Yunshang City.

"Look, Xiaona...what is that?"

"Lele, the ship is about to leave, don't just look at the sky, be careful where you step..."

"Duoya, Duoya, look at the sky..."

"What a nice view……"

The sun slowly falls.

It sprinkled on the gravel pavement of Playa and the newly frozen river.

It shines upon the world plainly, selflessly, impartially and brightly.

There seems to be a silent omen spreading across this land, as if it has opened an unpredictable future.

The aroma of food wafted out from the lights of thousands of houses, and people walked out of the warm houses and looked up.

They still don’t understand who and what they have paid for the lives of their generation today.

But they vaguely noticed,

It seemed that there was a wall of sky that protected them and suppressed them, collapsing in the waterfall of time.

...This is not the most perfect ending,

But it is the most "free", the most "independent" and the least restrained result.

Su Mingan gave them the freedom to fight for their fate, and they no longer had to be blinded by manipulated emotions.

at this time--

Everyone living on this land can become "Shelud" and "Nara".

…

…

"Ding dong!"

A crisp system prompt sounded.

[Congratulations on completing the level! 】

[Achieve a perfect clearance line·The only line·(TE) Dream of Heaven]

[Line evaluation: SSS (perfect!)]

【(TE·Dream of Heaven):

"I left my misty homeland and was imprisoned, and I had many desolate dreams."

"I dreamed that... you are neither a character in the story, but a microcosm of a specific impression on the earth."

"Nor - a destined victim with no independent soul."

"There will be no need for raging wars. A world without war can also be here."

"There are countless 'people' like you in the unfinished journey and the unseen world."

"...if one day, people can be freed from the shackles and shackles of hatred."

"The pain and suffering are all dissipated in the wind, and there are no more trade-offs and sacrifices."

“There is no longer a battle of black and white in this scarred land.”

"I hope that I can witness with my own eyes the unrestrained smiles of you whom I love so much."

"..."

“The true kingdom of heaven is not the dwelling place or the city of God.”

"The present world with people and love... is the reason why I am stationed here."

"The dreams in which I was bound have become grotesque."

"——Then I hope that your free and independent life will be as bright as a song."

“The kingdom of heaven shines brightly.”

"...The world is hot and hot.\