Volume 15: Organisms and Organisms and Organisms Chapter 15: The Apostles and the Righteous (Part 1)
“……!”
"Don't panic, and don't be afraid. I can hear your voice and your call. All of this is your doing, not mine. I am Tianqi, the one you called. Similarly, you don't have to worry about anything. Just proceed according to your ideas, because you are an apostle I recognize."
In other words, you are almost my child.
The man's smile grew warmer, but his body continued to break into pieces.
The sound no longer came from the vocal cords, but seemed to come from some shadow, muffled like thunder.
“…”
Looking at this otherworldly scene, the girl became more and more confused.
As I said just now, the little beggar is not an ignorant and miserable person. She also has her own past and sad stories.
Just as every tragedy is sad, the little beggar was originally the daughter of a nobleman, with a considerable inheritance of etiquette and knowledge, her own parents and an enviable family. She was once one of those dreaming girls waiting for her prince charming in the high tower.
Then, with a series of vulgar and novel-like stories, the situation became what it is now. She moved from her original mansion to a garbage dump like this, her parents and family members all died, and her sisters were all eaten. If she hadn't been quick-witted and jumped into the garbage dump to dig for food and deceived those people, I'm afraid she wouldn't have had a good ending. Maybe she didn't deceive them, but for them, what could a girl digging for food in a garbage dump do?
The nobles thought it was an interesting pastime, a story with a lot of irony, and it could even educate their children. Of course, they would not go down the path of coming to the garbage dump to educate this poor little girl in person. Keeping her alive was the greatest pleasure. So the little girl could only dig out food from the garbage dump. The slop and leftovers were her best food. They also deliberately set up a magic field at the entrance of the garbage dump, specially keeping her in captivity as some rare animal, and set a garbage dump above her head. Everything was done to reflect the majesty of the nobles.
She was once one of those people, but she didn't do that, and she never thought about it. Only after she encountered such a thing would she know how precious her past life was, and what abominable things those nobles and relatives had done.
Damn them all. Not only the nobles, but even the girl herself felt that she deserved to die in the past. How many beggars and refugees were hidden by those luxurious clothes and silks?
But it was useless. This was a world of extraordinary power. No matter how hard mortals struggled, it was meaningless. So she could only curse, curse everything.
At the same time, I hope that the last hope will come.
In the deepest despair, just like in the novel, a knight on a white horse came.
He came from the pale moonlight, the pale shell was his horse, the indescribable spirituality was his body, the transcendent prince looked down at the girl on the ground and extended a helping hand to her. This was supposed to be a scene like a fairy tale, but the reality was not like that.
That was not a prince, and this scene was not a garden in a dream, but an apocalypse. It was the death penalty of this planet.
In the light, only terror itself exists.
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But so what?
Looking at the leaked pale light, the girl calmed herself down and felt her intellect beginning to spread out like a tree branch, taking root deeply in the void to absorb nutrients.
The moment she saw the light, she knew that her identity was not important at all, whether she was a man or a woman was not important, and even her race and soul were not important at all. She looked at the gradually cracking body and the essence that was revealed, and she felt that her mind was constantly adding endless incomprehensible and even completely unreasonable horrific knowledge. It was an unimaginable poison to this world.
The garbage in the alley continued to dissolve and crystallize, and was essentially replaced by some white crystal products. Those weird garbage were swallowed up by things in the void. Those knowledge were poisonous to matter, and their existence would occupy a part of this world and tyrannize it.
The shallow materials on this planet cannot even carry one ten-thousandth of that greatness. Only the ever-spreading light and weird knowledge flow from the brain.
"It's me...it's really me..."
Kneeling on the ground with her head covered, the girl lowered her head and muttered.
Holy Light, Origin, Pale Crusade, Justice, Light without Darkness, Absolute...
Countless characters and knowledge were churning wildly in the little girl's mind, gradually alienating and decomposing her body.
If one had the ability to penetrate the flesh and investigate the essence of the body, they would be surprised to find that her bones and flesh began to spread and twist wildly, like a diseased sapling, with blood vessels and flesh entangled and twisted, interweaving with each other in the body and taking deep roots in the unspeakable nothingness.
In the storm in the subspace, a flickering flame slowly ignited. Countless pale burning branches spread out in all directions like the sun, and the internal void made all the subspace beings who felt this scene feel terrified. After feeling the mysterious and terrifying concept, all the creatures in the subspace ran as far away as possible, fearing that they would be even slightly affected by this strange monster.
'What is that?'
"Hurry up and leave. It's best not to look at the things about the Holy Light. Be careful of being harmed by the Holy Light..."
The monsters in the warp chatted and scattered away. Without the obstruction of the warp, the madness spreading in the void grew even more.
In the material world, Li Lin, who had broken into countless pieces and only a flickering light remained, admired the girl who was gradually enveloped by the light, and a little bit of happiness flashed through his mind. Under his gaze, the girl who was originally disheveled was enveloped by countless vines and tentacles that spread wildly.
Like a newborn baby, the girl curled up in the light, her body and structure began to twist crazily, and as the girl's own ritual continued to spread, her body began to expel the mortal organs, and some crystal blocks that were difficult to describe in words began to replace the structure in her body. The inside of her brain was no longer the original biological composition, but like branches, overlapping in the brain, deeply rooted in the void.
