MM Racing Chapter 398 Giving Up the Retreat
Chapter 398 Giving Up the Retreat
boom.
The idealistic body was smashed to pieces.
A chain extended from the ground, transformed into streams of light, and once again merged into an idealistic body.
Kevin stopped the lightsaber on the ground, and the light illuminated the entire world. Countless chains formed a field surrounding him.
Wherever the light shines, there are indescribable existences, which distort the surrounding environment just by standing there.
The trees were growing strangely, the earth had blood vessels and was given life, the moon in the sky formed a human face, and there were strange black edges around the sun.
"and many more."
This sound interrupted the Outer God's actions.
Kevin looked into the distance with a calm gaze.
"Azathoth is about to awaken, and your enemy is not me."
"Hahaha."
The sound of wind, vibrations, and even musical instruments mixed together, weaving together to create a strange and mocking sound.
Kevin sighed softly and slowly pulled out a chain from his chest.
Just by holding onto the chain, I could feel my control over concepts diminishing.
The chains were obtained from the Judgment of Azathoth, which was enough to prove Kevin's words.
The outer gods' laughter stopped abruptly, and the atmosphere gradually changed from oppressive to solemn.
Among those beings, an outer god stood out. He was a perfect being, dressed like a nun, and had an extremely holy temperament.
His tone was cold.
"Any existence that disturbs the Ultimate Chaos must be judged."
"So you should go to the judge instead of stopping me."
"You don't have to worry about that, Judge. You should worry about yourself."
As soon as these words fell, all the Outer Gods present launched an attack.
The world seems to be twisted into a pretzel, with matter aggregated by various concepts, becoming increasingly indescribable.
The trunks of the trees in the forest twisted into knots and squirmed, biting towards Kevin like poisonous snakes on the ground.
boom.
Countless chains formed a wall to block the attack.
Kevin stretched out five fingers, and the fingertips refracted black light. The light collided with each other and penetrated all the Outer Gods in the field at an extremely fast speed.
How could you possibly beat me?
I explained that Azathoth is on top of me, and fighting will only make the world collapse further.
Maybe I would too...
. . . . . . .
Teyvat.
The mythical creatures were wailing, and the Old Ones were trying to use their consciousness to escape from Teyvat, but the Outer Gods had already disappeared.
The whole world fell silent.
As the sun rises, a man walks across the plains.
He walked very slowly, his eyes looking in a certain direction from time to time.
"I really want to go back to Mondstadt. Maybe they're still there?"
Kevin felt conflicted, as this might be the last time he would walk on the land of Teyvat.
He is a mixture of the concepts of multiple Outer Gods, and the distortion of Azathoth never stops.
He didn't know what would happen if he just grabbed the Eye of God and reincarnated.
It is also unclear whether Albedo and the others will be distorted by Azathoth because of this.
It is even less clear when consciousness fades.
Maybe when the defense circle is opened, maybe in the next moment.
I was very clear-headed, too clear-headed, as if God had deliberately created a gap in the encirclement, allowing me to chase hope in the most exhausted manner, and finally strangled me with despair.
Thinking of this, Kevin came outside the defense circle.
There was a stone man in front. After seeing Kevin, he turned around silently and prepared to enter the defense circle.
"Pause."
The stone man stopped strangely.
Kevin didn't take another step forward. Looking at the retreat that was just around the corner, he smiled.
"Give Albedo a message for me.
I will be back! I hope you can wait for me, please. ”
After saying that, Kevin turned around and left, as if he had made some kind of decision, or as if he was saying goodbye.
How could I be so willful? I knew the stakes were so high, yet I still hoped they would support me.
If that fails...
No, it won't fail, definitely not.
Kevin stopped, took out a lightsaber, and slashed it across his neck.
The body slowly dissipated, and the corner of the eye looked at the world with a last lingering look.
When he disappeared, the haze hanging over the heads of all beings in Teyvat also dissipated.
. . . . . .
Inside Azathoth.
Kevin came back again, he was entangled and locked in the center by countless chains.
Azathoth is still squeezing the little space left.
Suddenly, the chains shattered layer by layer. Kevin opened his eyes, and the golden light in his eyes shone out like rays.
Then he jumped onto Azathoth and inserted his hands into it, turning into light.
The extreme twisting and chaotic movements immediately spread from the arms to the brain.
The judge didn't want to see this situation, so he inserted countless chains into Kevin's back, trying to pull him up.
Kevin groaned, his consciousness gradually becoming blurred. During this final period, he had a wish that he wanted to fulfill.
"Everyone who released Xumi, please leave. I hope they can leave."
The final possibility is achieved.
. . . . . .
In a dark space, countless figures appeared next to the white light.
Dixia knelt on the ground with a dead look in her eyes, and she murmured softly.
"How long are you going to torture us? Didn't you see the look on those children's faces? There's no light in their eyes."
The others were not much better. Some had gone mad, and some were still pounding their heads on the ground, looking for opportunities to commit suicide.
And those children are like withered flowers and plants.
Of course, there are some who did not give up.
A little girl came to Nashida, opened her eyes wide, and looked at her expectantly.
Nashida couldn't bear it, she turned around and tried to escape, recalling Kevin's collapse in her mind.
Even he failed, what can I do?
Action is worse than prayer. Everything may begin the moment you get up.
This sentence gave Nashida renewed motivation, and she suddenly turned her head and held the girl's face.
"Pray to him."
As she spoke, Nashida looked around at everyone present and shouted.
"Pray for him, everyone, pray for him."
"Who is he?" many people asked.
"Kevin, known as the God of Light, he is hope." Nashida replied.
"Forget it, he's already failed just like us."
This was refuted again.
"He's not here, he hasn't failed yet!"
These words seemed to ignite the hope in people's hearts. As if grasping the last straw, they put their hands together and imitated Nashida's prayer.
Specks of golden light emerged from the people and gathered in the darkness in the distance.
The golden shadow pointed in a direction with his finger, his tone gentle.
"follow me."
Nashida rushed forward first, and people came back to their senses from their trance, wishing they had two more legs so they could get as close to the phantom as possible.
Amidst the fierce cheers, the crowd's voices gradually died down.