First Player

Chapter 105 · "In the depths of Jiuyou, an old friend comes."

Chaoyan's pupils trembled.

Sometimes when they communicate, they can easily read each other's meaning from a look.

So Chao Yan no longer disturbed him, but walked forward alone, with a bright fire burning in his body.

She clenched her fists and paused for a moment, as if she had made up her mind at this moment.

"Su Mingan, you are going to Jiuyou, right."

"Yes." Su Mingan said: "But it is very difficult for the army to advance. It has been in a stalemate here all night and still cannot break through..."

Her back stood in front of her, and her voice was as sharp and decisive as a knife:

"Then - just let me go - I will protect you by myself."

The dawn of the tenth day of the dungeon can be vaguely seen in the distance. If we continue to advance like this inch by inch and rely on human lives, we may not be able to reach Jiuyou in another day.

As long as she burns with all her strength, it is not impossible to protect him and break through the defense line alone.

Su Mingan was surprised. Because he knows... Chaoyan doesn't know many things now. From Chao Yan's perspective, Su Ming'an only returned from the eighth day at the beach to the seventh day at night. He had never touched the prophetic stone wall and had never had a heart-to-heart with her.

"Are you willing to...believe me? As long as I send you there first, others can also locate and send you there." She seemed a little hesitant: "If you don't trust me..."

Su Mingan looked at her figure as thin as a sharp sword and walked towards her.

He could not say that he knew everything. Trust can only be shown through actions.

Chaoyan's eyes brightened slightly.

...Obviously according to his inherent pattern in the first nine weeks, it is impossible for him to believe her now.

... Just like that night when she assassinated him, he actually expected her assassination. That time she felt that he suddenly and vividly changed from an "NPC" to a "player".

"Let's go." Su Mingan said.

"Okay. I will do my best to protect you." Chaoyan responded.

Fiery fire rose from her body, and pain rose in her brows, but was suppressed with restraint. His right hand wrapped around Su Ming'an's waist and led him to fly upward.

There was a sound of flames exploding, and a huge glow like a burning cloud suddenly appeared on the originally silent black battlefield.

The red-haired girl hugged the old god and jumped over a pile of black heads. She hugged his back with her right hand and held a blazing flaming sword in her left hand. With one sweep, all the traps and magic circles on the ground were dissolved. For ashes.

Those fakes fabricated by the gods cannot possibly reach Chaoyan's self-burning fighting power.

Su Mingan vaguely understood that her power might also be related to the bright red python. When Alice dies, she is the living carrier.

White light pierced the black fog, and Mizushima Kawakora flew into the sky, blocking them in front of them.

"Su Mingan! Jiuyou can't go, don't believe that the alien king will be your ally!" Mizushima Kawakora shouted. It was obvious that her arrival was inspired by the gods.

Su Mingan stared at her without saying a word.

"Su Ming'an, I didn't expect that the holy sword would have such a big impact on you at the time, and the gods didn't mean to kill you..." Mizushima Kawakora continued: "However, it's okay that you are still alive..."

There was happiness in her tone, but also a hint of jealousy.

Fortunately... he didn't die. The guilt of his death need not rest upon her. She will not suffer so much criticism and resentment and become a sinner of mankind.

...But he actually has a loyal protector like Chao Yan. And there is only a god with ulterior motives beside her.

"I have nothing to say to you." Su Mingan said.

...The moment Mizushima Kawakora slashed the holy sword decisively in the sky, they were speechless.

"Get away!"

Chaoyan's flame sword shot out a long ray of light and hit Mizushima Kawakora!

"boom--!"

There was a loud noise, the holy sword collided with the flaming sword, and a strong repulsive force came. Mizushima Kawakora coughed out a mouthful of blood and stepped back. The holy sword almost dropped due to the high temperature. She covered her arms, her skin covered in purple-black burns.

The blazing hot wind blew past Su Mingan's ears, and he squinted his eyes. Chaoyan immediately lowered his left hand to block the side of his face, preventing the flying sparks from hurting his cheek. The right hand continued to strike Mizushima Kawakora with a sword!

"Boom——!" A sword.

【HP–1073! (Burning! Personality suppression!)]

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"——!" Two swords.

【HP–1243! (Continuous burning! Superimposed damage! Critical hit!)]

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The third sword.

【HP–2011! (Penetrating injury! Weak point attack! Critical hit!)]

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Bright red numbers kept jumping out of Mizushima Kawakora's body, and she was beaten to the left and right, like a spinning top.

The spreading flames almost burned the sky red, and even the edges of Chao Yan's blue pupils were dyed with a bright color. Each sword was more powerful than the other, causing fire to fly everywhere, and the fire fell like a meteor.

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【HP–2152! (Penetrating injury! Breaking move! Critical hit!)]

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When the fourth sword fell, Mizushima Kawakora flipped and fell like a turtle. His wrists had been burned black and he could not hold the holy sword at all. When she fell, the entire ground was ignited with afterburns, and the goddess's costume was burned into pits.

She was lying in a dark pit, with severe burns all over her body, tissue fluid flowing out of her limbs, but her dark eyes were staring at Su Mingan in the sky.

Black smoke spread over her skin, and the blood streaks sliding down her face made her look both depressed and embarrassed.

"No... I want... to... go to... Jiuyou..." She lay on the ground and coughed up blood, her voice inaudible:

"Listen...to the words of the gods...Su Ming'an..."

She stretched out her blackened hands and touched the sky in vain. Even so, she actually wanted to stop Su Ming'an in the sky:

"do not go……"

Chaoyan continued to move forward without even looking at her.

Su Mingan lowered his head and glanced at Mizushima Kawakora, and was shocked by the look in her eyes - it was difficult for him to describe Mizushima Kawakora's eyes at this moment, resentment, pain, worry, jealousy, despair... too many complex emotions, gathered together In her bloodshot eyes.

...It's like she really doesn't want him to go to Jiuyou.

"I have to go." Su Mingan whispered, not knowing who to tell.

The gods once said that if Su Mingan insists on continuing, he will be swallowed by the alien king and lose himself. Therefore, the gods kept blocking him, hoping that he could spend twenty days safely. All the lies, imprisonment, brainwashing, and harm... seem to be for this purpose.

……Do not make jokes.

The gods almost actually killed him.

In this war called faith, only those who have become gods can compete. If you don't want to lose to the gods and watch the world being destroyed, you can only go to Jiuyou.

——This is the [destiny] that "players" must carry out in order to complete the "main mission".

He glanced at his perfect progress and was shocked.

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[TE1·(Successfully Destroyed the World) Perfect Clearance Progress: 95%]

[TE2·(Achieve the highest status within twenty days) perfect clearance progress: 60%]

[TE3 · (Arrived at the final land of the past and established an ideal hometown) Perfect clearance progress: 80%]

[TE4·(Bring the favorability of "Su Luoluo" to 100 points - you need to go through all the plots with her, and you cannot use the skills of the person in power to forcibly increase the favorability) Perfect clearance progress: 80%]

[TE5·(Help "Li Mingyue" establish a complete rule system) Perfect clearance progress: 80%]

[TE "Chaoyan" Immortal) Perfect clearance progress: 0%]

[TE7 · (Become a civil servant and build a beautiful family of four) Perfect clearance progress: 0%]

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These values...some are already frighteningly high. Only then did he realize that TE1 had reached such terrifying numbers.

"Wow——"

My ears were filled with scorching wind.

Chao Yan led him through five passes and killed six generals, chopping melons and vegetables along the way. The temperature on her body was getting higher and higher, and his skin made a squeaking sound from being burned.

Her eyelashes were close at hand and her voice was extremely soft. Jiuyou was close at hand, and she suddenly asked:

"...Is it hot?"

"It's not hot." Su Mingan said.

It's actually very hot.

"Do you want to go back?" she asked.

If you are afraid of Jiuyou, it will be very dangerous. It's not too late to turn back now. As long as he retreats, the gods will not make things difficult for him.

Su Mingan pursed her lips and shook her head.

"There's no turning back."

Too many heroic spirits were floating in his mind, hugging his spine tightly, and he could not look back.

"Then you..." There was a lemon scent floating in her hair, and she made the final confirmation:

"……Afraid?"

Are you afraid of it?

Going to Jiuyou alone, according to the gods, if the alien king has evil intentions, he is likely to be devoured. At that time, not even the gods could save him.

Su Mingan's eyes flashed.

He was actually a little scared, because he had realized that real death might happen.

But he still wanted to say——

"...not afraid."

Don't let Chao Yan take the responsibility, don't let her worry.

This was his own decision, so he couldn't say he was afraid.

She pursed her lips and sped up her sword force even more, until the bright red light was right in front of her eyes——

"arrive."

Su Mingan glanced down and saw that the ferocious Jiuyou was already very close. The terrifying magma is rolling, like a bottomless hell.

He saw a person standing guard in front of Jiuyou.

Her black hair was tied into a high ponytail, she was wearing a black cloak, and the snow-white fox fur on her shoulders was swaying in the wind. Holding the pipe in one hand, he blew smoke rings lightly with a smile on his lips.

"Xiao Jingsan..." Su Mingan called out. He remembered that Xiao Jingsan had lost himself in exchange for power from the Alien King in order to get the body back.

"——It's Xiao Ying." Chaoyan's voice was calm: "Xiao Jingsan has lost himself, and now it is Xiao Ying who controls his body most of the time. He came from a thousand years ago, and he doesn't want you to set foot in Jiuyou."

Su Mingan was slightly startled: "Why?"

...Since he is a person from thousands of years ago, why would he stop the old gods?

Xiao Ying blew out a smoke ring and pointed his finger at the pipe.

He stared at Su Mingan for a second, then chuckled: "It's normal. People from thousands of years ago also had good and bad qualities. If I kill you, the three elements will be mine. The opportunity to become a god is just around the corner. You are out of the army again." Protect……"

Becoming a god is indeed very tempting.

Xiao Ying came from a thousand years ago and established the Old Holy See with one person's power - he must have accumulated a huge amount of combat power, perhaps just for this kind of moment.

Su Ming'an was ready to fight, but suddenly he heard the sound of a sword.

Immediately afterwards, his back was pushed by Chaoyan, and he fell downwards.

"——I stopped Xiao Ying. You go forward, Su Ming'an, go forward, don't worry about what's behind you." Chao Yan's calm voice.

He landed on the mechanical roulette wheel, lying on the roulette wheel and moving forward. In front of him was the bottomless Jiuyou.

Bright red flowers bloom on the cliff, swaying in the wind.

He heard the sound of swords coming from behind, which was the sound of swords clashing.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

He wanted to turn back.

"Don't look back, go forward." Chaoyan's voice.

He wanted to look back and see how the battle was going.

Those acts of slaughtering the city were enough to make Xiao Ying very powerful. Chaoyan is almost exhausted, she is very likely——

"Don't look back, move forward, and keep staring in the direction of Jiuyou..." Chao Yan's voice said.

The sound of swords clanging, the sound of talismans burning.

The sound of fire crackling.

Even if he turned around, Su Ming'an couldn't see the road clearly as the black fog filled the air. He could only hold on to the mechanical wheel tightly, and in the endless black fog, follow the direction she pushed - forward, forward.

Her muffled sound was very clear.

The sound of burning flames and the sound of wind blowing through Su Mingan's black hair were heard.

"Don't look back... don't look back... Even if it burns to the last moment, I will..." The voice became farther and farther away.

His fingers were clenched tightly, and his shoulders seemed to bear a weight of ten thousand pounds.

She shouldered everything and just asked him to move forward.

All the sacrifices, all the costs, the millennia of sustenance... are all for him to move forward.

The earrings seemed to be shaking, the dark blue ring shimmering, and the light spots in his mind were floating quietly, like an immortal soul.

——It seemed like countless people were watching him. Watching the pale young man lying on the mechanical roulette wheel, facing the hot wind on his face, he rushed towards the magma alone.

Go forward...go forward.

——You will definitely fulfill your thousand-year wish, break the fate of endless eras, and end this conspiracy that spans hundreds of generations.

——You will definitely end this never-ending reincarnation, so that future generations will no longer have to bear the pain of the previous life, and everyone will gain the freedom of their souls.

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He felt pain screaming all over his body, the burns spreading on his skin and biting his nerves. The closer he got to Jiuyou, the more intense he felt.

"The white morning flowers are here, and the blessings of the world come to you in your dreams."

"Child, child..."

"Please don't leave and never come back. Please don't leave and never come back..."

He pressed his chest, where a secret heartbeat could be heard.

The warning from the gods, the sad eyes of Mizushima Kawakora...

...Don't stop, Su Ming'an.

You have already reached this point, and so many people have tried their best to push you to this point...

Until her voice could no longer be heard, it was like a white bird chirping in her ears——

The black hair touches the bright red Jiuyou, and his pupils are filled with the vividness of Manzhushahua——

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It was early winter in the old year 832.

To fulfill eternal wishes and to avoid reincarnation for hundreds of generations.

The underworld sacrifices fire, the body pulls out the soul, the kingfisher weaves red, and the scholar enters the underworld.

——In the depths of Jiuyou, an old friend comes.

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