Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 24

The long-lost light shines on the land that has been silent for a long time.

Kola City, a bustling seaside port city, in this city composed of Gothic-style buildings, when the curtain of night is gradually lifted and the first ray of sunlight shines on the corner of the city, the whole city is gradually awakened.

In the beginning, there were sparse cheers in the alley, and these cheers were like a spark, covering the whole city in an instant like a prairie fire.

The towering churches, ancient castles, exquisite sculptures, and Gothic elements that can be seen everywhere in the city all show infinite charm under the shining sunlight.

People came out of their homes, hugging each other in disbelief, soaking each other's clothes with tears, thanking God for forgiveness was the only words they used to communicate.

In this city where all substances have returned to their original state, people walk through the streets, ecstasy and carnival.

Whether it is a commoner in plain clothes or an aristocrat in gorgeous costumes, there is no difference between each other, hugging and weeping, and toasting.

Distinctive music and songs sounded in the streets and alleys, and everyone jumped to the music with enthusiasm.All the shops selling food and drinks on the streets and squares of the city can be enjoyed freely without any money, and there is only cherishment and laughter among people.

Then, the first person boarded the tallest clock tower in the city, and jumped down amidst ecstatic cheers.

With a puff, a blood-colored strange flower bloomed on the marble floor.

The square under the bell tower was silent for a moment, watching the blood flower bloom more and more.

Then, the whole city fell into a more complete carnival.

A nobleman wearing a feather hat drank the wine in his hand, then smashed the goblet against the wall, and cut his own throat with a smile on his face.

A beautiful girl, humming an innocent ballad, untied the belt of her lady's dress, and hung it on the beam of a flower shop full of flowers.

A man with a rosacea hugged his wife, and the two held a torch in their hands, laughing and igniting the grocery store he depended on for survival.

An elegant violinist danced briskly, playing joyful and beautiful music in his hands, stepping on the stone brick road tick-tock.The people around were laughing and laughing, and there was an endless stream of people who caught fire and fell from the building beside him, as if they were playing a grand and beautiful music with him.

In just a few moments, the city exuded a strong smell of blood.

These bloody smells and black smoke mixed together and rose to the sky, gradually smearing the entire city, as if shrouded in a dark fog of blood.

Zhang Zicheng stared blankly at all this outside the screen, feeling unbelievable.

"They...haven't they gotten rid of the nightmare and the pollution?"

"Why do such a thing?"

"Could it be the imprisoned evil god? It's still polluting these innocent people?!"

Zhang Zicheng's chest heaved violently, such a tragic scene made him unacceptable.

If this is really still affected by the evil god prisoner at the center of the earth... I will definitely try to kill it completely.

He frowned nervously, suppressing his anger and said in a deep voice: "Tilulu!"

Ti Lulu quickly appeared from the lower left corner of the camera, and seemed to feel that Father God was in a bad mood, and she didn't even dare to flatter her. She asked cautiously, "Father God?... What's wrong?"

Zhang Zicheng said with an ugly face: "What's going on with this city? Why did they get rid of the torment of the nightmare, but such a large area..."

Floating in the sky, Tilulu looked at the city under her feet, and said in a hesitant tone: "I... I should help them return to their normal state from material to spiritual, and I don't know why it happened This kind of thing."

"Is it the influence of that evil god prisoner?"

Of course Tilulu knew who the prisoner was, and immediately shook her head when she heard the words: "It wasn't him. After Seonlis died, he fell into complete silence, and even took the initiative to reduce his authority and forcibly put himself into a dormant state."

As she said that, Tilulu realized how she was speaking for the other party, and quickly said: "Father, I know that you care about mortals, so I am very concerned about these things, and I always pay attention to the prisoners, and I will never relax."

Zhang Zicheng was silent.

He watched everyone in the city leave the world happily with each other, and remembered Simmons who had asked about it before.

After a long time, he sighed and asked in a low voice, "How long did they continue to resurrect the night of reincarnation?"

Ti Lulu was trembling all over, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look in the direction of Father God's line of sight, tremblingly said: "Big... probably, more than 2 days?"

Twenty thousand days?
54 years.

Immersed in infinite pain and disaster, unable to live or die, I suffered like this for 54 years.

Zhang Zicheng did not speak.

His life expectancy is less than 30 years.

Man cannot imagine what he has not seen.

It is absolutely impossible for me to understand the torment that is longer than my own life, and how their hearts have been devastated to be riddled with holes.

And all of this is caused by the prisoner's arrogance and the watcher Luna, these two evil gods have been fighting for years.

Zhang Zicheng's gaze gradually turned cold.

Ti Lulu only felt an indescribable chill, and inspiration from the sky surged from the soles of her feet, and her scalp was numb.

This kind of fear is not only the threat of death, but also the extreme fear of being abandoned and cut off from the father god.

Thinking of such a future, Di Lulu couldn't help herself, her nose was sore, and tears overflowed physiologically from the corners of her eyes.

Also at this moment, the biological instinct from Gaowei made her suddenly blessed to the heart.

Without explaining anything, Tilulu raised her head and spoke very fast: "Father God, I can resurrect them again, and then erase their memories of [-] days, making them feel that today is just an ordinary day. Except for a long nightmare with no memory, nothing special!"

Zhang Zicheng closed his eyes, leaned back on the computer chair, and tried to calm down his emotions.

After a long time, he only uttered two words: "Do it."

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After Simmons got up, he felt extremely sore all over.

He opened his eyes blankly and looked at the luxurious ceiling, feeling exhausted and numb from the soul, but he didn't know what was wrong with him.

The wife on the side made some uncomfortable hums, Simmons quickly recovered, stroked his wife's forehead, and asked with concern: "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine... well, it just seemed like I had a nightmare, but I can't remember it."

The wife obviously hadn't opened her eyes yet, so she said this vaguely, rubbing her head against Simmons' palm habitually.

Feeling this movement, Simmons didn't know why, and his eyes suddenly filled with tears.

He blinked his eyes strangely, feeling extremely puzzled in his heart.

But at this moment, after having skin-to-skin contact with his wife, Simmons also receded from the indescribable dryness before.

The warmth of the lover came from the palm of the hand, the darkness in the corners of the eyes gradually faded, and everything seemed to be dyed with color again.

He calmed down and looked at his wife carefully, feeling a sense of absurdity that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Maybe it's because he was too busy after becoming the mayor?I didn't even notice that my wife was no longer young, her skin was no longer tender, and even the corners of her eyes were covered with fine wrinkles.

But Simmons can still feel that his heart is beating for his wife's beauty, jumping for her existence, and throbbing for her snuggle.

Even if all of this is so ordinary, ordinary, it seems not worth mentioning.

(End of this chapter)