Chapter Fifty-seven Meow, I'm too lazy to think about the topic
Unable to understand, nor can you agree! Such a thing! Such thing! In the end, is—
"Why do you do this!!!" He roared towards the barrier that had begun to completely change.
What agreement and ideal! This kind of place! Is this kind of place really qualified to be your dream?
However, now he can no longer do anything... can only watch the final completion, looking at this hypocritical place, with the complete completion of his lover's life!
In an instant, the sound of miracles sounded again with the sound of prayer, building this perfect ideal village with the purest soul!
The pure sea of light swept across all directions like endlessly, spreading, and even covering the entire world.
Washing the so-called tears and blood, turning everyone's wrath into smiles, the best blessings and prayers can be unfolded here!
In an instant, the endless light was centered on it, spreading continuously, gradually covering all of itself.
Beyond the speed of light, the pure white soul wavelength expanded rapidly at an incredible speed until the end, covering the entire dimension.
The whining world, which is on the verge of collapse, began to complete the cracks and collapse rules at an incredible speed under the illumination of beautiful wishes.
The law of causality, which is twisted to the limit, slowly restores balance under the coverage of the soul wavelength like time flowing back.
Countless out-of-control cause and effect were re-continued and returned to the track.
The infinite evil karma accumulated in this world quickly evaporates and dissipates under the illumination of beautiful prayers, even if it is also rapidly depleting and has not stopped... It is like endless!
I wish these countless leaping souls and wish that the despair in their hearts will disappear.
Bless all the cause and effect, and hope that everything can achieve a good ending.
I wish this world that is about to collapse and may everything be peaceful and happy.
May the sound of miracles be played, and may the ideal realm befall!
As the sound of prayer spread, the barrier was surrounded by infinite pure white light at some point.
In the blessings of all things, the divine realm called "The ideal country far away from the earthly world" unfolds. Reset the world and let everything return to its original track.
The infinitely beautiful world was seriously created by the goddess who blended into the barrier. There was no more grief or any negative.
In the magnificent world constructed by the infinite blessing wishes, the deepest and most desireable miracle in the heart of the goddess, who has merged with the barrier, is unfolded and realized here.
It seemed as if the disappearing goddess showed a smile that seemed to embrace the happiness of the whole world into her arms.
When the evolution of the world finally ends, what is revealed to everyone is a brand new dimension.
Everything has returned to its own trajectory, and everyone has once again found their own happiness and returned to their own place.
Perhaps only at this moment can this place called Fantasy Township finally become qualified to be called Ideal Township!
At this moment, Ling Yan seemed to see that the goddess who had completed all this was finally coming to her end.
She smiled beautifully. Water flowed out of her eyes and said the last words to him, "So, goodbye."
"No! No!!!" He stood up and rushed to the goddess at almost the speed of light, trying to hug her completely!
But, it’s too late, everything is too late!
The moment the palm and fingers touched the witch, the witch who was as dazzling as the sun, the witch who was as pure as a spring, had disappeared. Only the sparks formed by the witch's life floated in the air and then gradually disappeared.
"Is this... the ending?"
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but he could no longer grasp what he wanted. The moment he raised his head, his eyes, which should have no other emotions except for a smile, were filled with tears.
However, at this moment, the watch also vibrated... The prompt to complete the task sounded in his mind.
However, he no longer wanted to know whether this inexplicable task was successful or failed...
What he wants now is that his lover can return to his side... Everything else is fine!
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He fell to his knees again, his hands inserted into the soil. Tears kept falling down into the ground: "Why... Why... Why...?"
"Lingmeng···Lingmeng·····"
However, looking at Ling Yan at this moment, Yasuo Zi with an indifferent expression said to Boli's witch: "Lingmeng, let's do it."
"Eh?" Boli's witch, who had not yet reacted, asked subconsciously: "Didn't you agree to the senior not to do it?"
"—But. Can you guarantee that he will not immediately abort and kill us all?" Without any hesitation, she said to Boli's witch for granted: "Now I have lost my most important friend and have my ideal, so now I will not allow any mistakes to happen."
Establish a fantasy country that ignores race and strength. Anyone can be lucky enough to live with. This has always been the goal of Yakumo Zi's struggle. She didn't know when she had such an ideal, but when this idea arose in her mind, she could no longer stop herself.
Over the past thousands of years, she has moved towards her ideal bit by bit by bit with her own strength. Of course, there have been countless failures and the situation that made her despair, but she survived it. Then at this moment, the fantasy country was finally established, but... she did not have any excitement or joy in her heart, and only had endless sadness, because the price was too heavy.
Now, the price has been paid, and the thing called ideal has probably been completed - although there is no sense of accomplishment at all, there is only so-called grief and determination.
Even if she promised that her husband who had disappeared, she would not take action against her, that is, the biggest danger now...
However, whether it is for the sake of fantasy or for his own selfish desires, killing the man in front of him or Ling Yan is a must-do!
She may be hated by her, but for this fantasy country and for this ideal, the things she did to make her hated are absolutely impossible to describe in less.
So what does it matter if there is more or less of this one?
However, it was this, a voice she didn't want to hear suddenly rang out.
"Ahh, it looks like I'm still a step late, old man." (To be continued.)
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Chapter completed!