Chapter 577: Guidance of "Destiny"
Faced with those restless figures, the "Snow Girl" first issued a warning as Professor Colin had done before.
When warnings didn't work, she had no choice but to attack and freeze all those guys.
Having followed Colin for so long, although she has a clear mind and doesn't have too many twists and turns, her fighting ability is actually not weak.
But most of the time, she didn't feel like she was fighting a life-and-death battle with others, she just felt like she was playing...
Not like now.
Especially since Colin was unconscious, she was even more scared!
However, just after she finished dealing with those enemies, the Snow Girl saw some monsters with red light, which seemed to be attracted and approaching here. She screamed in surprise, found a sack from somewhere, put Colin in it, carried it on her back, and began to flee...
At this moment, the outside world was almost completely covered by the terrifying scarlet light...
Everything that is illuminated by it is rapidly undergoing bizarre changes.
A large number of terrifying creatures, after sensing living things, immediately attacked the two fleeing people!
Under the attack of wave after wave of enemies, she felt increasingly powerless.
However, she never considered abandoning her good friend and running away, but just took him with her on the run.
"ah!"
As the Snow Girl ran, she made a weak sound, as if to ask, "Can we not fight?"
Unfortunately, this naive response did not receive any feedback.
There are even more enemies chasing after us!
At this moment, the Snow Girl who was desperately fleeing was suddenly startled. She suddenly saw that a large number of polluted monsters chasing her suddenly died, as if they were burned to death by some glowing flame.
Without waiting for her to think, a beam of light fell not far from her.
It looked like a door.
Gorgeous music slowly came from it.
"My Lord heard your prayer and sent me here. Desperate man, the gate to the earthly paradise has been opened for you. Cross this gate, become a disciple of my Lord, escape from suffering and despair, and usher in an immortal new life..."
A loud voice rang in my ears.
It was as if some kind of believer was conveying the will of the Supreme Being.
However, after hearing this, the "Snow Girl" was not at ease, but became even more frightened. She dragged Colin in the sack, screamed, and turned around and ran away.
However, beams of strange pale light blocked all her escape routes.
In the light gate, a hand can be vaguely seen slowly reaching out...
That is when the Snow Girl saw this scene, she felt powerless and desperate.
The surrounding space suddenly twisted, forming a vortex, and from the "vortex", more than a dozen dark hands that seemed to be able to control fate stretched out, and at an even faster speed, they pulled her and Colin on her shoulders into the vortex first.
After an unknown amount of time, when Colin opened his eyes again, he found himself in a stormy desert.
The "nuclear explosion" seemed to have stopped, and a lot of debris seemed to have fallen from the dome. The world was filled with evil and terror...
And, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the world seems to have become much bigger.
However, without thinking too much, Colin suddenly realized something and saw an old, white-haired figure standing not far away, seemingly watching something.
At this time, the other party seemed to have noticed something and turned around.
When Colin saw that face, he was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood why the "Snow Girl" could find him!
Suddenly, he couldn't suppress his inner emotions anymore, and shouted with joy on his face:
"Mr. Wu?! Great! You're not dead. I thought you were..."
"Thank you for your concern..."
Mr. Wu nodded expressionlessly and said as he walked over, "I still have some unfinished business. I'm very busy, so I don't have time to die for the time being..."
In fact, he is both himself and not himself. At least in a sense, when he reappears in this world as a "backup" and the official executor of the will of the "Book of Numerology", it means that his own destiny has come to an end.
But there is no need to tell Colin about these things now...
The other party just needs to simply regard himself as an old man who is "returning to his last breath".
As his thoughts flashed, Mr. Wu continued, "Also, I have something to tell you. It was indeed me who asked the 'Snow Girl' to find you... But wait, this is not the place to talk..."
Just as the words fell, a heavy gaze descended from a certain direction. Behind the gaze was a terrifying existence emitting a strange pale light. Countless wings wrapped around a bloodshot red eye, scattering infinite brilliance in the air.
Mr. Wu showed no fear. He held onto Ke Lin with his left hand and raised his right hand, seemingly holding up a nonexistent book...
The pages of the book were turning rapidly.
The book recorded some extraordinary methods of other creatures, which were read, imitated and borrowed by him at this moment.
Amidst the sound of some bells, some strange changes began to occur in the space.
The next second, he and Colin disappeared from the spot and appeared somewhere far away.
Without stopping for long, they made several quick space jumps using similar methods, and finally landed on the top floor of a building halfway up the mountain.
Colin had the impression that he had seen this place before. He remembered that it was the "No. 3" Institute, one of the five major digital research institutes.
However, the "No. 3" research institute has now collapsed into ruins. All plans seem to have failed. No living creature remains...
A broken dusk angel that had died at an unknown time lay several kilometers away, emitting a gradually fading dim light like the setting sun.
Clearly, the battle here utilized the latest achievements, the powerful mysticism and various technologies once obtained from other worlds...
But the results don't seem to be getting any better.
The old man looked at the scene for a long time, and finally sighed. He came to Colin and looked at the young man who had fallen into a coma again at some point. Then he slowly raised his right hand, as if holding up an invisible "book". From this "book", pages of special invisible "books of fortune-telling" fell like leaves.
It fell on Colin, slowly wrapping him up layer by layer in an airtight manner.
After a while, Colin woke up and found that his body was much better.
"It seems to be much better..."
The negative effects are still there, but my brain doesn't feel as bad anymore, and most importantly, my thinking ability and speed have returned to at least the level of a normal person, and I can even have a simple conversation.
It's not like before, when even speaking was a luxury.
"Hmm..." Mr. Wu nodded, and the black lines in his pupils moved, as if he was checking Colin's injuries, and then he continued to speak.
"Your situation is dire, and I can't fix it. However, I can provide you with some cover to prevent you from being targeted by those super-sized things. I do, provided that you don't use that flame explosively. They can shield you for a while. I don't know how long, but I'll give it as long as I can."
"I can sense that you seem to need to break through the blockade and enter the sea, but now, the timing is wrong, and their power hasn't completely dissipated. Therefore, I don't recommend you leave now. At least in the future I've glimpsed, neither you nor I can do it now. Moreover, I won't be able to help you any further after that. When the time is right, I won't have time..."
"You have to walk the rest of the way alone."
"Also, you seem to have a slight tendency to tank. Remember, don't choose death easily. I've sacrificed a lot to save you. Not just me, I can feel that people and things I don't know about are also sacrificing for you and rushing here for you..."
"We may not win, but please do your best. Next, protect yourself. The right time will come soon. I suspect it will be when the 'Red Moon' completely lands and the pollution covers the world. Those so-called 'Gods' won't dare to move during the 'Red Moon'..."
"Next, when they determine your exact location, they won't directly target you at the cost of their existence, which I don't yet know..."
"The aura of the red moon will fade away in half a year at the earliest, and even slower, perhaps several years..."
"Then you can strive... to reach the sea. After that, I won't be able to see..."
The old man muttered to this point and then stopped talking. It seemed that he had explained everything, and it seemed that he was waiting for Colin, who was full of negative effects, to digest what he said.
After a moment, Colin finished his difficult thinking and nodded his chin slightly: "That's enough."
At this moment, he finally realized that something was not right with Mr. Wu's condition...
"Well, Colin, I wish you good luck in the future..." the old man said with a sigh.
"Is this 'good luck'?"
"No, this is just a blessing, an ordinary blessing... My ability is no longer enough to shake your future destiny..."
Colin thought silently for several minutes: "It seems that this is not a good thing..."
"No, it's one of the few good things."
Mr. Wu said this while shaking his head and smiling, but he did not explain the reason. Instead, he turned around and walked step by step to the edge of the deserted high-rise building, ending the topic:
"I think I'm going to leave here first."
As he spoke, he stood on the edge of a tall building, overlooking the vast land in front of him, and the smile on his face slowly faded.
Those eyes, which seemed to have experienced countless years of sedimentation, were exhausted, yet full of strong will, and reflected everything in front of them like a mirror.
The once prosperous city before our eyes suddenly appeared low and empty in the impact of the disaster.
Hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions, of buildings were reduced to complete ruins. Countless people were crushed to death and buried deep within the shattered steel and concrete. Only the stench of decay and death lingered...
In the ruins that resembled a purgatory on earth, he saw countless threads of destiny...
Within those billions of threads are the unwillingness of people in the face of extreme despair, countless sufferings and choices, countless deaths and helplessness...
The thread of fate of countless people was broken here...
Like harvested straw...
The weight of life is so light.
"These people shouldn't have died here like this."
Mr. Wu held up the illusory book, his calm tone filled with a roaring momentum as he declared:
"Let the Bonfire be my witness! I will start a new game here, allowing all those who are unwilling to accept this to live another life, to transcend the fate of destruction, and to shake this disaster that has completely harmed them!
"Now, regarding their 'death'...
"I will deny this under the witness of the Bonfire and the Book of Numerology!"
As he spoke, he no longer hid himself, exposing himself to countless "unknowns" and directly playing against the "gods"!
However, facing his opening, no "unknown" dared to intervene easily...
Because, a hazy book appeared in his right hand.
Whether it was the bizarre and bizarre "unknowns" holding supreme authority, or anything else, at this moment, whether they wanted to or not, it was difficult for them to intervene...
The next second after this book appeared, an unobservable but omnipresent "aggregate of human destiny" re-emerged in the world.
It is so huge that it seems to cover the entire world, and the thin lines derived from it involve countless human individuals.
Even though their bodies have decayed, from the perspective of the "Book of Numerology", they are not completely dead .
Billions of threads of destiny rose from the ruins like smoke, and instinctively surrounded Mr. Wu, like a school of fish swimming, seemingly confused and not knowing where to go.
At this time, the old man raised his head and looked at the sky above his head.
Directly above the blood-covered sky, a dark red celestial body about twice the size of the moon responded to his call and arrived in an incomprehensible way.
This is a strange and unpredictable celestial body, just like a person's destiny in life.
In the past, it had an ancient and unknown name - "Yinghuo".
However, the star was merely its appearance, its symbol in the physical world. Under the old man's gaze, this dark red star appeared unchanged to the naked eye. Yet, in another dimension, within the human imagination , it suddenly expanded, as if exploding, revealing its true form...
The entrance to a cystic, layered, bizarre world of living things, filled with a terrifying atmosphere.
Countless things are trying to break free from it, and countless things are being pulled into it from other dimensions...
The moment it appeared, except for a few rare ones, all other prying eyes hid themselves and dared not look directly at it.
But not all of them happened in time. Some existences that were absolutely terrifying to mortals were dragged into the body by the invisible tentacles of the cystic, vivid and grotesque world because they did not look away in time.
This is the greatest secret held by "Fortune Telling" after level nine, and it is also the ultimate means that only they can summon!
The entrance between "City of Scripts" and reality.
It has arrived.
In the past, when faced with some unsolvable problems, Mr. Wu's approach was to pay a certain price, set up layers of traps, and finally throw them into this world, which they originally called "the place where fates meet", but now it is called "the city of scripts" because of the company's employees.
Only in this way can we avoid the return of those terrifying and powerful beings.
However, this time the summoning portal descended, and the goal was obviously not as simple as exiling a certain existence.
Mr. Wu took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone:
"Destiny continues!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and slowly but firmly pointed towards that grotesque and living world...
The next second, the threads of destiny left behind by countless deceased people seemed to be guided and began to act...
Billions of threads of fate that were broken in the disaster moved forward madly, like countless sailboats heading for the finish line, constantly entering the huge gathering world to fight for another chance to continue!
Seeing this scene, Mr. Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it's not a good place either.
But at least, at least their abruptly interrupted fate will not stop here...
Stop at this sudden and terrible disaster.
At the same time, this also satisfies the price of the "Book of Numerology", namely: a large number of humans participating in the scripts in the "City of Scripts".
In fact, the original intention of having people sign contracts to "voluntarily" participate in the exercise and shaping the "human consciousness aggregate" was to prepare for this moment from the very beginning.
Everything else, such as asking people to be rational and obey arrangements, is just a cover. The present is the real and ultimate demand.
And repaying the price of this "Book of Fortune Telling" is not entirely a bad thing for people, at least at this moment.
Anyone who signs their name and feels unwilling and regretful about their own death will have the opportunity to live a second life in that endless script world.
Although this is an arrangement from the "Book of Numerology".
But under the premise of "being alive", it is acceptable for them to enter the "Book of Numerology" regardless of their other purposes.
He believed that people would eventually win, escape from it and return!
After a long time, when all the sails had passed, the big ship that gave everything for everyone, pointed the way, and blocked the wind and waves, also slowly sank.
Mr. Wu stood there, still pointing his finger forward, his body motionless. In the gradually dimming dusk, he looked like an eternally unchanging sculpture...
The strongest "fate pusher" is to live towards death and die from then on.
After an unknown amount of time, the red light covered everything again, and the celestial body in the dome disappeared as if it had never appeared.
