roccoschili Chapter 551: Phoenix is absent
Chapter 551: Phoenix is absent
Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes.
He woke up in a barren land, holding a blood-stained spear in one hand.
Jingliu stood quietly behind him, with large amounts of black blood drawn on the three-foot sword blade. Heita stood beside him, with a thrilling light condensed on his fingertips.
Raindrops mixed with black blood floated quietly in the sky. Twelve huge and different bodies half-knelt at the end of the barren land.
Three hazy shadows stood in the sky overlooking the earth. The thunder spewed out from the black clouds turned into fine electric fragments, and the dust of the pure world floated in the black blood.
This is an incredible still life, as if it was cut out from a film, in which he is the only one who can move freely and without restrictions.
Jiang Fan had seen all kinds of tricks in the simulation and had faced the Star God head-on, so he wasn't particularly surprised by this. He just used the tip of his gun to push away the raindrops mixed with blood that were blocking his way.
The raindrops seemed to be frozen in time. They did not fall to the ground and break into pieces as imagined. Instead, they were moved to a different position and swayed slightly.
Jiang Fan strolled on the barren land full of potholes, looking up at the three shadows floating in the sky.
They looked down at the land, at him, and at the group of statues thousands of miles away. Their shadows were immersed in the tide-like black clouds, appearing particularly hazy.
They stared at each other. Jiang Fan stood on the mud flowing with black blood, holding a gun. Above his head was a pure black sky with electric sparks flying. The whole world was swallowed up by gray, and a touch of green returned to the same state.
"Three psychopaths." Jiang Fan lowered his eyes and glanced around calmly, "Who are these old fools who are causing this..."
The moment these indifferent and arrogant words came out of his mouth, he seemed to hear a familiar sigh mixed with a sneer coming from above his head.
He slowly raised his head, and the three shadows wrapped in halos disappeared.
The rain began to fall again, mixed with black blood. Twelve giants half-kneeling on the ground raised their heads at the same time and chanted the ancient ballad.
Jiang Fan silently looked at the dark clouds above, and the sighs of old friends seemed to echo in his ears.
"The clues of fate are coming together, and the ending of the story is emerging..."
"Destiny...?" Jiang Fan said softly, and black raindrops shattered on the tip of the gun.
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes; "Isn't that pure bullshit?"
Fate is an illusory thing. It is your fate if you follow it and spend your life in a daze. It is also your fate if you realize that fate is hard to defy and try to resist it.
But Jiang Fan thought that was pure bullshit. He started from humble beginnings, and his current ability was entirely due to his talent, sweat, and amazing perseverance...
Jiang Fan thought for a moment, "If it doesn't work...then let's simulate it."
He was not worried about Bo Shizun because he was one of his own, but he was unsure about the other two psychopaths. If a fight really broke out, although he could run away in his current state, he would be powerless to protect others.
You asked me about my perseverance, but doesn’t sticking to simulation count as perseverance?
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Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes and sat up, holding onto the table.
He actually fell asleep during the jump, covered with a white sheet and his coat folded on the seat next to him.
The party car was also empty. On the table was a half-finished bottle of Sulada. In the observation car next door, Xing's voice could be vaguely heard.
She was shouting at the top of her voice, "It's actually an 8th world," "Return home, next stop is Rusalka," and so on.
He turned his head and looked out the window. Under the deep and vast Milky Way was a world like a bond, like a Möbius strip.
Omphalos, twelve giants with different expressions, three hazy lights and shadows, a repetition of the past that sprouted from destruction, the end of the story...
Jiang Fan grabbed the coat beside him and put it on, then raised his head and drank the bottle of Suleda before walking out of the party car.
That's right, what he saw just now was not just an illusion or a dream. He was indeed standing on the barren land called Omphalos.
The black blood mixed with the rain also carried a strong smell of mud.
"Omphalos is surrounded by a mass of chaotic matter, making it difficult to observe from the outside. Ordinary interstellar travelers cannot detect its existence, let alone pass by or reach it." Black Swan said softly, "But Yi Ting glimpsed this place, and also discovered the unpredictable fate and traces within it."
No wonder Xing was making a fuss about returning home. The three destinies intertwined with Omphalos meant that at least three beings comparable to the Messengers were born there.
In fact, Jizi, Walter and the others all knew about this, as did Xing.
But she had never thought that Onfalos's three intertwined fate was the fate of the Star God. She believed in Jiang Fan very much, but she didn't believe that he could fight three alone...
"That white band of light wrapped around Omphalos may be the result of the three destinies intertwined with each other." Black Swan stared at Omphalos through the car window. "Only you pioneers can go deep into the center of the vortex and see its appearance clearly."
Dan Heng thought for a moment: "But the more practical problem is that we can't choose a landing site now. What awaits us may be the sea, a vacuum zone without oxygen, or even volcanic magma..."
"Maybe there are some local natives who will put silver handcuffs on us," Xing interrupted.
"Well, it might even land in some unknown area..."
"And then there are those in the unknown realms putting silver handcuffs on us, or monsters staring and drooling over us."
Every time Dan Heng spoke, Xing would interject with a joke, and Black Swan would stand by the window and watch them silently.
Ji Zi and Walter were standing in the distance, seemingly thinking about something. Jing Liu and Heita were sitting at the ends of the carriage, one on the left and one on the right. When Jiang Fan pushed open the door and walked out, they raised their heads at the same time and their eyes met in mid-air.
He didn't know where Shiluva and Cocolia were, but he could vaguely hear Pam shouting, "I don't want to eat anymore," "It's not delicious at all," "Someone come and save me."
I can't hear, I can't hear, I can't hear. I'd rather my friend die than let myself die... Jiang Fan decided to pretend to be deaf. He glanced around the observation car and suddenly found that Feng Chu didn't come.
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