Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 590 Silence
Faint white light fell from the top. In the closed lighthouse, Xin Lailai looked at the manuscript in his hand with his eyes slightly lowered. He did not speak, but turned over the diary and looked at the manuscript that the diary owner had tucked in the back:

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"Guangming... Never mind. Time and other things are no longer important at this point..."

"I don't know who will see this note. Will it be you? Irene? Or someone I don't know? Or... maybe you are not a 'human' at all?"

"But it doesn't matter. No matter who you are, since you can understand the words above, does that mean that Saint Lady Bai still left a glimmer of hope?"

"If you came here for the White Crystal, I think the last items in this notebook might be of some use to you."

"Of course, if you can't understand it, you can find someone who is proficient in magic to help you read it, although I'm not sure if there were any magicians alive at the time you were in."

"If this note is of no use to you, then there is no need to care about it or feel sorry for it."

"Anyway... this thing is not much different from the immortality elixir that those old guys made. It's just a different angle..."

"But if you really think these things at the end are useful, please do me two favors..."

"The first is to ask you to bury my body with my wife's. I don't think I owe anyone anything in my life, but I will never be able to repay her. So, at least let me sleep with her after I die. This is my first request."

"My second request is that if you ever meet a great magician named Ailin, I want you to tell her a message for me, telling her... 'She will always be Orton's proudest disciple.'"

"Haha, now what am I doing..."

"Suicide note? It's more like he was talking to himself..."

"It's so cold... So this is what it feels like when your spiritual world collapses..."

"But, this is fine. At least... compared to going to filth, dying as a human being is a kind of happiness, right?"

"If you think about it carefully, it's really ridiculous..."

"We have studied forbidden powers for a lifetime, determined to uncover the secrets of filth, but in the end, we are the source of filth?"

"What old man Saidan said is right. I am really not suitable..."

(A long line of ink, as if there was a mistake in the middle of writing)
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"..."

Inside the lighthouse, Xin Lailai looked at the contents of the manuscript that had come to an abrupt end in front of him and fell silent. He continued to flip through the pages, and after carefully reading the part filled with formulas and structural diagrams tied at the end of the notebook, he lowered his head to look at the white bones in front of him, and in silence he put them and the pure white crystals above his head into the storage space.

Then, he walked step by step to the first floor of the lighthouse, looked around, and looked at the stone tablet in the corner. With an idea, he used the magic chip to dig a pit next to it, put the bones in the storage space into it and buried it. Then he unfolded the Star Field, and his eyes stayed on the abdomen of the female corpse preserved by antiseptic magic under the stone tablet for a while. He said nothing and walked out of the tower calmly.

Om-! !

A wave of magical power passed by, imitating the spell previously engraved on the gate to re-seal the tower in front of him, and then the whole person disappeared directly on the spot.

Normally speaking, according to the coordinate characteristics of the soul space, the moment he returns to the soul space from this location, his soul space coordinates will have been fixed here, and he will not be able to return to the tower.

The problem is that the soul body he is using now is just a soul shell made by Ling Yuzi, and his soul body is still in the tower. Therefore, he only needs to transfer his consciousness back to the body to achieve ultra-long-distance soul round-trip without paying attention to the soul space coordinate mechanism.

This is the power of the soul shell. As long as it is used well, this thing is like a magical skill in many places. For example, it can be used as a blood bar to resist soul killing, or to conduct ultra-long-distance round-trip exploration like now. A truly strong person is full of surprises everywhere.

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Inside the tower.

A faint light emanated from a Taoist ritual engraved on the inside of the tower wall. On the altar, Yamu, who had moved a rocking chair from the storage space, lay leisurely on it, reading a magazine and drinking juice, looking contented.

Om-! !

Suddenly, an invisible soul wave spread out, and Xin Lailai, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, slowly opened his eyes. A deep light flashed across his dark pupils.

"Hey! You're back? How was your harvest~!"

Yamu turned his head to look at Xinlailai and asked casually in a relaxed tone.

Xin Lailai just took out the note he had read in silence, placed it on the edge of the rocking chair where Yamu was lying, sat down again, and controlled his soul body to walk out of the soul space again, came to another teleportation array, and said:

"The extra bonuses are all above, see for yourself."

As Xin Lailai spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at the teleportation array under his feet. After a quick identification, he found the mana transmission end used to activate it, controlled the mana to flow into it, and disappeared again on the spot.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Yamu looked at the place where Xin Lailai left, then looked at the notebook in his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly became quiet.

Finally, he put down the newspaper and drink, picked up the letter, and read it carefully, and the expression on his face gradually changed slightly.

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On the other side, the White Kingdom, the western border.

Boom!

A deafening roar exploded from the rugged mountains full of undulating hills. A golden light flew past from a distance and hit a mountain peak heavily, causing the entire mountain to tremble violently.

Buzz, rumble—! !

Finally, a figure was seen slowly walking out from the roar of the mountain collapse. He looked up at an extremely eye-catching cliff about a hundred kilometers away from him, then took a step forward. His figure instantly floated over a distance of thousands of meters like a ghost and rushed towards the direction of the cliff.

Long-distance space teleportation often has a certain deviation, which is normal. It is more like a matter of luck that it happened to land near the city before.

——Fortunately, for the soul body, a distance of hundreds of kilometers is not considered "far".

So, two minutes later, Xin Lailai stopped moving, looked up from below at the cliff that was thousands of meters high in front of him, and with an idea, he rushed straight to the top of the tower that was deep in the dirty clouds.

The surrounding scenes passed by quickly, and soon, a city full of ancient atmosphere appeared in front of Xin Lailai. A huge hole was broken on the blood-stained wooden city gate. Looking inside through the hole, one could see a group of human-shaped ghosts crawling there. At the same time, there were two dragon-shaped filthy creatures coiled on a tower in the distance, as if waiting for their prey to come to them.

Unlike Haikou, this place has completely fallen into a hotbed of evil spirits...

Xin Lailai witnessed it. After a simple glance, he cast two runes on himself to shield his breath. After using his breath control ability to suppress his presence to the minimum, he chose a relatively remote location and floated towards the interior of the cliff city in front of him, and then -

"Ruaaaa——!!" Almost at the moment when Xin Lailai stepped into the city, a sharp and piercing cry suddenly exploded from the air, and densely packed vertical eyes suddenly opened on the tower in the distance, and while screaming, they all stared in the direction where Xin Lailai was.

"..."

Great, it looks like the idea of ​​sneaking in has failed.

Xin Lailai looked at the vertical eye in the distance, sensing the rapidly rising auras around him. After a moment of silence, he no longer restrained his own aura, but instantly turned into a residual image and rushed towards the fortress in the center of the ancient city at an unimaginable speed.

"Roar--!!"

The next moment, a claw as huge as a hill suddenly broke out of the ground and blocked Xin Lailai's way. It was obvious that it didn't want Xin Lailai to get close to the center of the ancient city.

Seeing this, Xin Lailai's mind moved, and his figure flashed, instantly avoiding the giant claw in front of him, trying to bypass this sudden attack from the side of the lord-level filthy creature, but...

Boom, boom, boom, boom——! !

A series of roars broke out, and four giant claws as big as small mountains broke out of the ground. Thick tentacles shot up into the sky. Four filthy creatures as big as mountains stood up amid the shaking of the earth, and coordinated with the tentacles on their bodies and the filthy flying dragons hovering in the air to block Xin Lailai's route completely.

"..."

Xin Lailai looked at this scene without saying a word. She just looked at the three-headed filthy creature that looked like a combination of seaweed and a lion right in front of her. After a brief pause, it turned into a residual image again and rushed towards the other side.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the alien filthy creature seemed to have sensed Xin Lailai's neglect. It growled and the tentacles behind it flew out. Just as it was about to intercept the ungrateful "prey" in front of it, a dark light suddenly burst out from its eyes.

Tangled Blade·Domineering Slash!

boom--! !

The filthy creature that was as tall as a hill suddenly caved in under the gaze of other filthy creatures, and then flew backwards like a cannonball, knocking down several buildings before it stopped.

The next second, a dark pressure bloomed from its original position, and Xin Lailai was seen controlling the expressionless alchemy puppet, holding Yuan Mo in his hand, and the aura on his body became deep and cold.

[Hint: The "God of War" effect has been activated. The current physical body has been temporarily enhanced to the same attributes as the pioneer's body, and 50 points of equipment defense have been judged. The duration is 100 seconds.]

A cold warning sound echoed in Xin Lailai's mind, and he looked at the filthy creatures that covered the sky in front of him. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward, and the body constructed of alchemical materials instantly rushed towards the center of the ancient city with a sharp explosion.

He had tried his best to solve the problem in a more convenient way, but since the filthy creatures here were so shameless, he had no choice but to let them know what the price would be for provoking a pioneer who was in a bad mood.

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Three minutes later, inside the clock tower.

Om-! !

A somewhat violent soul wave spread out from the altar, and Xin Lailai, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, and the murderous intent in his dark pupils gradually subsided.

After a while, he stood up, took out the pure white crystal stained with some black blood, put it together with the white crystal he had obtained before, and looked in the direction of Yamu and the deceased.

"..."

Yamu sensed the gradually subsiding aura of brutality from Xinlailai, lowered his head to glance at the notebook on the table, and said nothing more. The Death Eater who was wiping his blade nearby never looked up at this side from beginning to end.

"It seems that we have made some misjudgments about the past of this world."

After a while, Yamu looked at the little white saint who was hiding behind the black knight not far away and spoke.

During the time that Xin Lailai was away, he and the Death Keeper had already read the contents of the notebook, so he naturally understood each other's feelings at the moment.

"Ah."

In response to Yamu's words, Xin Lailai did not express much. He just walked to the notebook, put it back into the storage space, held one of the white crystals floating beside him, and silently carried out a deeper transformation on the white crystal in front of him according to the formula recorded in the notebook.

Just as Yamu said, they had misjudged the past of this world.

This world has not committed any fatal mistakes. The fourteenth generation White Saint mentioned in the world information was not imprisoned in injustice. The imagined dirty history only exists in imagination. The White Kingdom has never betrayed the White Saint, and generations of kings have never regarded the White Saint as a tool.

But that is why they remain silent.

Because, whether it was him, Yamu, or even the executioner who had not expressed much from beginning to end, they all knew very well what this meant.

--No solution.

There is no hope, no possibility. From the moment the anomaly called filth came into the world thousands of years ago, the world has been sentenced to death.

Even if generations of White Saints sacrificed their lives, even if kings tried their best to provide faith for the White Saints and created one prosperous era after another to minimize the "filth" born in this world, it was still useless.

No matter how much effort is put in, no matter how much hard work is put in, no matter how many sacrifices are made, in the end, the only result is the despair that "filth" is born from human "thoughts", and the only despairing conclusion is that "humans" will only contribute to the power of "filth" by simply living.

The most important thing is that even though the people of the White Kingdom made such great efforts in the past, in the end, they couldn't even leave a spark.

Yes, there was not even a flame.

After all, they all knew very well that although there was still one "hope" left in this world, Saint Little White, she was not actually a product of the White Kingdom civilization, but an alchemical life created by a pioneer using his own alchemy that was notarized by Paradise.

The notarial effect existing on the other party is the best proof that it does not belong to the native civilization of White Frontier Star.

In other words...

——Whether it’s them or Saint Xiaobai…what they can do and what they are doing now is just to walk on the corpses of this world and “collect the corpses” for everything that has ever been born here.

——And, this was based on the fact that the entire country had fought hard, generations of White Saints had voluntarily sacrificed themselves, and the civilization of this world had never made any wrong decisions, and had even persisted for a thousand years in the disaster called "filth".

"This time, 'we'... seem to be really late?"

Yamu looked at the tall tower in front of him, and sighed as he saw the result of the White Kingdom's past efforts. Xinlailai and the Death Keeper did not say anything, but remained silent.

"Sometimes, I even think... how nice it would be if the past of these worlds were all filled with filth and desire?"

"At least... that way, I can find a reason to stand aside and watch."

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(End of this chapter)