MM Racing Chapter 937 The Era of Chasing Fire (Part 2)
Chapter 937 The Era of Chasing Fire (Part 2)
Chapter 937 The Era of Chasing Fire (Part 2)
In the midst of worldly civilization, the earth shook and houses trembled, dark clouds collapsed, and a sense of unease weighed heavily on the hearts of all living beings, refusing to dissipate.
"So I'm also part of your plan?"
Gao Xuanwu, now a fifty-year-old middle-aged man, looked at the two uninvited guests: "From being chosen by the Three True Ones in the Same Month Order to restarting my life experience, it was all for today?"
"No." Iwamori said calmly, his hands tucked into his sleeves.
"Strictly speaking, it's just that you happened to personally experience those timelines that led to destruction, and that those timelines are etched into your soul, and that's just a coincidence."
He paused, then looked to the side with a calm and serene smile.
“I can.” Madoka Kaname clasped her hands tightly to her chest and said, “I can burn these eroded world lines and turn them into magic.”
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I would need your soul as a guide!"
If you were to ask how to find and lock onto those failed timelines, under the current conditions, only Gao Xuanwu, an ascendant who has not yet been corrupted and has undergone countless restarts, could do so.
Those were all failures he personally experienced after being chosen by the Three Truths of the Same Month Order.
"It's alright, I didn't mean to blame you." Gao Xuanwu waved his hand and smiled. "On the contrary, I'm very grateful to you for allowing me to contribute what I can."
The unexpected words made Madoka Kaname, who was somewhat at a loss, raise her head.
Gao Xuanwu gazed at her with his somewhat weathered face, finally sighing helplessly, "To have such a gentle deity as you do such a cruel thing, it seems there really is no other way."
Strangely enough, although he had dealt with Iwamori many times as a representative of civilization, this was the first time he had ever seen this antler-wearing girl.
She doesn't look like a god like the founder or Odin; she looks more like an ordinary girl.
"Is it alright?" Gao Xuanwu asked.
"What do you mean?" Kaname Madoka asked, puzzled.
"A soul that has carried countless restarts of time." Gao Xuanwu's expression was solemn: "You will bear the weight of this soul alone."
Kaname Madoka opened her mouth, as if she remembered something, and turned to look at Iwamori beside her.
"Don't force yourself," Iwamori said.
“No, please,” Kaname Madoka took a deep breath, turned to face the middle-aged man in front of her, and said, “entrust your soul to me.”
“Then I can finally be freed from this cycle of reincarnation.” Gao Xuanwu smiled nonchalantly.
The radiant and solemn holy marks spread out, along with the power left behind by the soul of Taibai of the Heavenly Court, instantly obliterating the physical body and revealing the mottled and incomplete soul to the two.
The hazy light, a pale blue hue, reflected the ethereal scene of a fairy palace shrouded in mist.
"Mr. Iwamori, I have a question that I hope you can answer."
"please say."
"Why would you gods and demons, or even Odin in the past, sacrifice yourselves for the continuation of civilization?"
"Because for us, everything that's happening here... let me think... is probably a trial?"
"Trial."
"In other words, we will not actually die. In the words of the game, our mission is to ensure the continuation of your civilization."
Iwamori did not hide anything, but chose to explain it in a way that Gao Xuanwu could understand.
"I see."
Cracks rapidly appeared on the sacred mark, intersecting with each other. With a crash, countless shattered mirror fragments reflected Gao Xuanwu's youthful appearance.
A path leading to nothingness appeared before Madoka Kaname. She instinctively took a half step back, but after realizing what was happening, she walked straight into it.
The so-called weight of the soul.
It is not the actual weight, but the repeated restarts that Gao Xuanwu experienced in his youth, with a soul that is one in ten thousand capable of bearing time, wandering through different futures influenced by the gods and demons from the past.
"My biggest dream in this life, Gao Xuanwu, is to be a free-to-play player and pull the Greedy Wolf Star's Bride skin!"
'The concept art for the Heavenly Emperor's son is so beautiful, prprpr'
'The Eastern Emperor Princess is also very beautiful! But I think there's an enshrinement of her in my family's Taoist temple.'
At first, mornings were like this. His biggest wish was to inherit his family's Taoist temple, and then generate some online traffic to make a living on the internet based on his good looks and metaphysics.
But Gao Xuanwu's life began to change the moment he stepped into that Maybach.
I've lost count of how many times I've restarted, going back to the past.
Every time, the world undergoes subtle changes, yet each time, it seems as if nothing can be changed, and we can only watch helplessly as the world marches into endless darkness.
That all-consuming black dragon, sooner or later, will one day bring the eeriness of the abyss and swallow the mortal world whole.
Exhausted, desperate, and numb, they briefly rest before setting off again to return to the past, only to face the same recurring ending.
He had long realized that, regardless of his struggles, the power to change things was not in his own hands.
Until the very last time.
The god, whom I had known through countless reincarnations to the point of being both teacher and friend, fell from the shattered heavens and was devoured by Fenrir, thus ushering in a new change for the entire world.
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"Are you shedding tears for me?" Gao Xuanwu asked, looking at the ethereal and pure antler-adorned girl before him.
“I have a friend who had a similar experience.” Kaname Madoka wiped her eyes.
Gao Xuanwu asked curiously, "Did he save the world?"
“She didn’t bear these painful experiences to save the world; she did it to save me.” Madoka Kaname shook her head and said softly, “But I’ve never been able to truly empathize.”
The pain became so intense that I became numb. All my emotions withered away with each outburst, yet I was still driven by a mindless, zombie-like existence.
A feeling of guilt began to grow in Madoka Kaname's heart, but when she thought about what the other person was going through, she unconsciously clenched her teeth.
"Then she's very lucky."
Gao Xuanwu was silent for a while before saying, "To be honest, I originally thought I was the protagonist of the story, and I was proud of my ability to restart time and save the world, but later I almost lost all sense of reality about the mission of saving the world."
Compared to saving the world, traveling through time to save someone is more meaningful, at least for the moment when the past is successfully altered.
She should be happy.
Gao Xuanwu walked up to Kaname Madoka and stretched out his hand. Countless fragments of holy marks and souls, as shattered as mirrors, gathered in his palm, resembling an amorphous pale flame.
"Even if the continuation of civilization is just a trial or a game for you, for me it is the first success after countless failures."
"This dedication and sense of accomplishment is the only thing I can truly feel."
"For this, I am willing to give everything."
He handed out that ball of soul fire, and thousands upon thousands of Gao Xuanwu were inside, heading towards different dark ends.
"Although we've been through different times, this isn't a game for us. Everyone has put in a lot of hard work to achieve this result, so..."
Kaname Madoka cupped the ball of black flame in her hands, her eyes hardening with unwavering resolve: "Your sacrifice will not be in vain."
"Is that so?" Gao Xuanwu smiled with relief: "It's wonderful to have such deities as our ancestor and everyone else."
His figure vanished like a bubble, leaving only the flame that testifies to his past dreamlike life flickering.
In an instant, the flames turned pitch black, and a terrifying dragon roar echoed. Something seemed to want to use this soul, which carried cause and effect and time, to descend into this world.
Madoka Kaname closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and felt the timelines plunged into darkness and despair. Then she softly called out, "Amethyst."
Having signed a blood pact, the second magical crystal (a strange magical artifact sponsored by Solomon), which had long been part of Madoka Kaname's exclusive Mystic Code, responded to her call through a connection of souls.
——[Cosmic Civilization Incineration Style: Amethyst]
Using its own transcendent status, the amethyst draws magic from countless timelines that have fallen into hell, restoring its master's divine form without regard to cost, even if it is less than one ten-thousandth of its original value.
That's a form that even the Dragon Blood Godhood and the Devouring Remains Evolution couldn't achieve. It's the only non-compliant existence that has surpassed the limits of the Witch's Night!
Madoka Kaname conjured a magnificent longbow, and an intricate and ornate circular magic circle unfolded instantly. Her slender fingers drew the bowstring, and the black flames were reshaped into arrows according to her will.
next moment.
Spiral fire, piercing through reincarnation.
Space is like a ring, with each space overlapping the others. In the modeling of the multiverse, the arrow transcends the apparent world, and at the moment it is shot, it perpetually uproots every infinitely split timeline of destruction.
The Continuing Education Institute fell into complete silence.
With near-infinite magic, it combines the cycles of time and the law of causality to replicate the complete form etched into the soul.
With antlers on her head and wearing a long dress of nine-colored radiance, Madoka Kaname looked like a real nine-colored deer walking in the abyss without light.
"Although it cannot be like the true Law of Cycles, I have burned those past timelines."
She stepped out of the mortal realm and came before Huai Shi, smiling slightly. "The future will see even more possibilities emerge, and those possibilities will also pose a threat to the world that everyone is protecting. Therefore, I must maintain the current state to prevent those undesirable futures from being born."
In the infinite possibilities of the multiverse, as long as there is even the slightest possibility of being corrupted by the abyss, it will eventually be brought together into the whole.
The Law of Circles formed by Xiaoyuan and the Purple Gem can burn away all the bad endings of the past and future within Witch's Night, leaving only one possibility for the world that Huai Shi carries.
But at a cost.
That is to permanently detach oneself from the worldly realm.
"..." Huai Shi lowered her eyes slightly: "Thank you."
"Keep up the good work, Brother Huai Shi." Xiao Yuan ruffled Huai Shi's hair and said, "You must lead everyone to a new world, just like in the stories in the book!"
"I will," Huai Shi solemnly promised.
He watched as the other drifted towards the infinite heights, merging with the system that forcibly constricted and severed multiple possibilities, the principle of the circle, and this matrix appeared on the back of the giant wolf's head.
The illusory worldline transforms into a torrent of magic, washing away and removing from the mortal realm the hidden dangers brought about by dragon blood and holy marks, along with the possibility of those ancient gods being corrupted by the abyss.
At this moment, all the ascendants who were caught in the vortex of madness, pain and despair regained a sliver of sanity in a daze, and the closer they were to destruction, the clearer their minds became.
This existence transforms into a thin feeling.
Is death looming?
Snapped--
It was as if someone had pushed them from behind. In that instant, all living beings were ejected from the water like drowning people. The buoyancy and heaviness disappeared, and they felt the oxygen and gravity of the world once again.
"See you tomorrow after the dream ends."
The illusory image of Xiaoyuan, along with the cat-like insect, waved and put on their hats at Huai Shi.
"See you tomorrow."
Huai Shi embraced the mortal world, carrying it back within the sphere of influence of his own living hell.
He watched as Nidhogg emerged in the distance, emitting mournful cries and resentment, before turning to leave dejectedly. Instead of paying him any attention, he turned back towards a deeper location.
I was delayed here for a while, and the depth and distortion values have increased again.
But before they had taken more than a few steps, a red dragon flew straight out of the mortal world, roaring and chasing after them.
Both Heilong and Huai Shi stopped.
Erii landed in front of the black dragon. After being freed from the protection of the living hell, her soul gradually began to solidify in the abyss.
A moment later, after her soul reassembled into the avatar of calamity, she winked at the black dragon and let out a soft moan.
The somewhat bewildered black dragon tentatively stuck out its head and nudged the other's chin with its forehead.
The two dragons clung together and flew deeper into the endless abyss. This time, however, the black dragon's silhouette didn't look so lonely and isolated.
"So you wanted to hang out with me before?" Huai Shi sighed silently.
I never thought I'd be able to feel a sense of camaraderie watching dragons showing affection.
He scratched his head, decided not to linger any longer, and set off again.
Song Shuhang and Chu Hongchen brought news that the Saint Mark system had collapsed, and the dragon blood in the bloodlines of all Ascended Ones had disappeared.
The difficulties we face have only just begun.
"So, you're planning to build a furnace to provide enough heat for the mortal realm?"
"Although the Ascended survived, without the dragon blood, he cannot maintain his own holy mark, which is no different from being scrapped. Moreover, your body temperature is not high enough."
"Huskies have a relatively high body temperature for canines; the only other places with high temperatures are their mouths and rectums."
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In the emoji packs featuring Huo Feng Lü Xian unlocking the subway and elderly people's mobile phones, Huai Shi slowly lies down to rest.
"Are you planning to set yourself on fire and throw yourself into the furnace to become the sun?"
"It seems you really do have memories of parallel worlds."
Lucien tilted his head in confusion: "I did the same thing on a normal Witch's Night?"
“That’s how you all do it.” Huai Shi sighed helplessly. “It seems we can’t avoid the issue of passing on the fire.”
"Isn't this great?" Lucien smiled. "Now that you mention it, the success rate of this plan is basically 100%."
"I can probably burn."
“Four thousand years, I know.” Huai Shi nodded: “You will die a painful death, Old Lü.”
Lucien: "."
The conversation died down immediately, probably because people thought this guy's 'precognition' was a bit too far-fetched. For a long time afterward, no one came to talk to Huai Shi, not even the scholars who were doing research.
Everyone has their little secrets and personal privacy, right?
During this time, Su Ge opened his eyes from the cross. After silently looking at his current situation, he had someone get him a gun and stuck it under his armpit.
"Gu's suggestion?"
"About what we need to do next."
Chu Hongchen and the others already regarded Su Ge as a completely different individual from the rancher, since the rancher's mind couldn't possibly be so abstract.
"Just turn your stove into the shape of a golden toilet, okay?"
"toilet.?"
"Putting in a golden throne would be fine; it could increase the civilization's survival rate by 10%."
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After the thermodynamic equipment was completed, Lucien stepped into the furnace to prepare to transfer the fire, and looked at the inexplicable golden throne, feeling a bit confused.
Without much hesitation, he shrunk his size and sat down.
Using their own souls and primal energy as fuel, they provide the light and heat for the continuation of civilization.
Such a miracle can be achieved with just one person's sacrifice, isn't that incredibly worthwhile?
But even the Phoenix, the fire closest to the sun, will eventually burn out and cool to ashes.
Until then, let us find new power within this abyss.
"..." Huai Shi felt the warmth and carefully placed the Kingdom inside the frame on his back.
The rate at which depth values increase is getting faster and faster.
The number of times time was accelerated increased.
In the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed. The surviving Ascended Ones have mostly reached their end. After making various unsuccessful attempts, they prepare to leave behind legends and holy marks before disappearing from this world.
Coincidentally, the abyss was filled with hell at that time.
I don't know where it came from, probably some remnants left over after the destruction of some world, and it just so happened to arrive when the defenses of the mortal world were at their weakest.
“Those things are too annoying.” Yang Jian came to Huai Shi and said goodbye: “I’m going to revive the vengeful spirit inside me.”
(End of this chapter)