Chapter 695: Inside~
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So it was just like what was described in the Chronicle of Nas.
A shadow that should not exist in the world has arrived. The eyes of the world have never seen its true appearance. It is an existence that feeds on the souls of mortals. The victims will be seduced by dreams. , blinded until the terror and endless night come to them, people cannot see the monsters that gnaw at themselves, and the only thing they can get is to wait at the place where the three suns rise...
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It was obvious that everything within sight had fallen apart.
But Milo seemed to see the gorgeous afterglow left by the past like an oil painting, and seemed to hear the soft and graceful humming melody of the girls in the choir on the distant ruins.
Probably, the world, like mortals, will produce its own revolving door when it is on the verge of destruction.
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And the shadow from the other side of the starry sky, his incarnation in this waking world, "Nevron Ka", walked out of the collapsing shadow of space.
This is a tall, lean man.
Has dark black skin but no black features at all. He has neither a beard nor hair, and only wears a weird robe made of some kind of thick black fabric.
The feet covered by the robe seemed to be wearing some kind of special boots, because when the man walked towards Milo, there was a clicking sound along the way, which seemed to be some kind of The sound could only be made by the hooves of animals...
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Mei Gao screamed and started to retreat crazily, as if he had seen a ghost.
Its already sloppy body outline was vibrating at a very high frequency. This was beyond the concept of "trembling", but more like it was being bitten by some high-frequency sound wave, almost destroying the remaining remaining parts. The soul shakes and disperses.
But just when Meigao was retreating crazily, the man with the pseudonym Neferen Ka just waved his hand calmly and said: "Don't make any noise."
After saying this, Meigao said no more Unable to move even half a step, it seemed to be integrated with the world-destroying drawing behind it.
Yes, men can see Mego.
The remnant soul of the abyss, which neither the gods nor the Blood Moon could detect, was controlled by him with just one sentence.
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Milo sat blankly on the edge of the hill without looking back.
The man didn’t have any airs and walked straight up and sat down on the lawn nearby.
"Who could have imagined that it would be so exciting in the end... I want to take these poor things away, what do you say?"
He stated his purpose in a concise and concise manner.
If you follow his gaze, you can see the four knights lingering on the Collapse Plain.
"Do I look like someone who has the ability to stop this?" Milo showed the blood on his palms and abdomen. At this time, his movements were a little slow, like an old man. elder.
“Don’t forget that you are also one of the creators of this dream.” The man calmly admired the vision in front of him.
Some of the aftermath from the collapse of space just blew by like a breeze, causing his fingertips to shatter like glass and disperse silently. However, He was only calm and serious about this. Just watching.
"After experiencing so many things... I would leave you here too if I could." Milo smiled sadly, with a slight hint of self-deprecation in his smile.
However, his words did not arouse the man's anger. Instead, he said with emotion:
"What a fascinating and unruly soul. I knew you would think so, so..."
The man pointed to the robe on his body and said:
“This is just a dispensable body among my thousands of skins, if even so you insist on exchanging your life for your life.”
Then He made a movement that said "I have nothing to say".
"Isn't this the ending you want?" Milo sneered: "The dream gods falling into the abyss, the big jingling alarm clock in the sky, and the disturbed Azadi... aren't these all, You have a wonderful plan, and we are just pathetic agents." The man dragged his chin with one hand, his index finger flicking to the cheekbone below the corner of his eye, and said with interest:
"You really think I have it. How much do you care about the life and death of this dirty civilization? Or are the ones you just threw into the abyss just the same? Your fate has nothing to do with me, at least among the thousands of me..."
< br>He pointed at himself again:
“I don’t care about this at all. If there is anything that can attract me, it’s only this moment of beautiful chaos. Well, even though all this It really comes from the seeds I planted.”
"How long can our boring dialogue continue?" Milo muttered weakly.
"That depends on when you are ready to let go." The man replied.
“I originally thought this was a ‘villain explaining the ins and outs’ session.” Milo spread his hands.
"It's a pity that I really don't pay much attention to what is happening in your little place recently." The man's answer was also very casual.
It is not difficult to see that He, who has witnessed the progress of different civilizations on the other side of the starry sky, can easily understand the terms in Milo's mouth that do not belong to the current era, and there is almost no obstacle to communication, or it should be said the other way around, During this level of communication, He is taking care of Milo's cognitive limits.
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"How about you come too?" the man suddenly asked.
“What do you mean?” Milo frowned, and it took him two seconds to react. He narrowed his eyes angrily and shook his head: “That’s how you got your million-dollar favorite, right? "
"I have never asked them to serve all the time. Everything they do still adheres to their own independent will. I can also send salvation to them at critical moments, just like now, This business is sure to make a profit.”
The man suddenly extended an olive branch, but Milo broke it into pieces rudely and conveniently used it as toilet paper.
"I will put these cute pets of yours in the microwave and bake them one by one." Milo threatened viciously.
"It's the one who is favored..." the man corrected.
He reacted immediately and grinned: "So you agreed to my initial proposal, right?"
Because Milo's last words revealed that he still had The desire to survive.
After all, he has no ability to kill anyone now...
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“With your words, I feel relieved.”
The man slowly stood up.
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It seems that the conversation between the two people was timed by seconds. Almost when they "reached a consensus", the entire tombstone dream came to an end.
Matter, light and shadow, everything is extinguished at this moment.
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The man left with his four cute pets, deliberately leaving a trail behind him.
And as he himself said, the creator of the tombstone dream was indeed Azadi, but so was Milo. He actually had some control, but he could only do so when he was on the verge of collapse. For a moment...
To be precise, Milo didn't need to do anything, he just couldn't leave.
It is impossible for the creator to die in his own dream.
And that path is Milo’s way out.
(End of this chapter)