strictlysupreme Chapter 858 Awakening from Dream
Chapter 858 Awakening from Dream
Chapter 858 Awakening from Dream
The prerequisite for returning to the throne of the God of the Abyss is that the Digimon must merge with Su Lin, and then, under the guidance of the badge, complete the ultimate evolution and transcend heaven.
Only in this way can one be considered the complete God of the Abyss.
Just as Bayei Eirin had said before, Su Lin's body and soul should no longer exist.
But he has used the skill "Martyr's Elegy" in the Marvel Universe, and his Dharma image has been integrated with the spiritual energy of the First Sky, so he has a certain immortality.
The two are inseparable, which is why Su Lin can have absolute suppression and control over Su Cangqiong.
But now, after Su Cangqiong took the initiative to attract the extremely sublimated energy as a link, the remaining half of his spirit was taken back and merged when Su Lin fell from the throne, and he could no longer bear the cost independently as before.
Then, if he ascends to the throne of the God of the Abyss again with the concept of the Emperor of the Abyss, the price he will have to bear will be borne by the original body.
"As the saying goes, a king never jokes." Su Lin stepped onto the throne step by step, and the abyss shook and spread like ripples.
In order to strip away the traces of the Fallen God that he left in this world and completely destroy the remnants of the Lord of the Underworld that he absorbed, a higher level of power must be used.
While the virtual multiverse substitute barrier of his group members was being subjected to force by his own Heavenly Dao, Su Lin did not hesitate and sat on it directly.
In an instant, the surroundings fell into darkness inexplicably, as if there had been a long period of silence.
Su Lin, who was sitting on the throne without any reaction, raised his head and subconsciously looked in a certain direction.
The golden light flashed for a moment, illuminating the pair of cloudy eyes.
"Alas," Stan Lee sighed, holding a comic book "Ultimates 2 v2", on which were printed the conceptual abstract entities of the First Firmament and many cosmic incarnations.
"I have reflected on what happened in the past, but I didn't expect you to still hold a grudge against me."
Su Lin was silent. When he saw that old but energetic face, he was not too surprised. He just observed the surroundings and walked over slowly.
“I am alone, creating things to relieve my loneliness, but I am unwilling to let these creations evolve and grow with the entire universe.”
"I thought you would choose to transform into countless multiverses after the explosion and walk on the right track, but I didn't expect that you would give up those fragments and hide in the corner farthest from everything in order to preserve your own uniqueness."
"You know what? I originally hoped that your descendants, or brothers and sisters, would take you to the Far Shore and things would be better for you."
He closed the comic book, looked at Su Lin with a kind and gentle gaze, picked up the teapot from the table that suddenly appeared, and poured two cups of fragrant black tea.
"Have you ever thought that this arrangement would make him feel resistant?" Su Lin sat down and took a sip of the cup of black tea:
"Also, Yongheng and Yongwu are in love. Does this count as a problem with family ethics?"
"I won't interfere in emotional matters. Such things are unpredictable, just like the choices you make now." Stan Lee spread his hands helplessly.
"He doesn't seem to like the bunch of tight-fitting lives you created, either."
"In fact, this is to make it easier to distinguish between characters and to facilitate subsequent commercialization."
Stan Lee explained while slowly looking at Su Lin.
The two chatted about the development of the Marvel Universe from the past to the present. Su Lin, as a mouthpiece, complained about the unreasonable development of the plot and the various fancy comic timelines.
Only after drinking a cup of hot tea did Stan Lee suddenly stand up, take out a broom and rag from somewhere, and sweep away the white paper scraps and white stains around him.
"Who is that guy?" Su Lin asked.
"A lunatic, a super lunatic, uh kid, you'd better stay away from that super lunatic."
As Stan Lee cleaned up, he said, "You don't want to be locked up in some famous insane asylum where everyone is a genius."
Su Lin thought for a moment and asked in confusion: "Can't you tell me in detail what's going on?"
"There's a guy who was already a little crazy and has gone completely crazy. I don't know what he wants to do." Stan Lee picked up a black and white skeleton figurine on the ground and took a look at it:
"You know, it doesn't matter if you speculate, but I can't let you really get to know that lunatic."
“Even though we’ve tightened the lockdown, he’s been looking for opportunities to fly over the asylum.”
"For example, this time, he slipped a little note out."
Small. Small note?
Su Lin: "."
After wiping it a few times and finding no change, Stan Lee walked to the washing machine that had appeared out of nowhere and threw the skeleton in. Some rainbow-colored soap bubbles floated out of the washing machine.
“He’s a big fan of our movies?”
Su Lin's mouth twitched: "I thought someone was going to give us an opportunity."
He was referring to the fact that the Fallen God had recruited a bunch of copied Supremes and was trying to eat up this world, taking them all away with him.
"Believe me, you won't like it." Stan Lee smacked his lips and said helplessly:
"But if you and your friends want to become permanent cast members of the Galactus saga, you can."
“No salary, no vacation, no self, eating on stage like a puppet show”
"Compared, our editorial department is better."
He took out the wet and somewhat blackened skeleton figurine and placed it aside, then winked at Su Lin like a mischievous child.
"Don't worry, kids. You're safe." Stan Lee smiled, picked up a bunch of cleaning tools, turned around and walked away:
"Everything is in reincarnation. Even if there is no super madman, one day, this void will become turbulent sooner or later."
"I hope you can stay on the right evolutionary path."
"Don't rely on the power of this false evolution."
"Why is it another Digimon?" Su Lin opened his mouth, but found that he could not make a sound. He gradually became tired and his consciousness sank.
'Sleepy tea?'
He glanced at the cup and fell into a deep sleep.
In the spreading blue ripples, there rose up information light bands like those inside a Digimon, and huge cosmic energy poured into Su Lin's body.
In the quiet darkness, the broken and violent sea of light gradually dissipated, and the giant hand was like a pale plaster, half shattered into powder, and then swept away.
The dragon-shaped universe was pulled away by a powerful force, leaving only a figure under a cloak with two balls of netherworld flames leaping in his eyes.
"Nick, next door!" The Lord of the Hunyuan Underworld looked at the universe in front of him that was gradually disappearing into this empty dimension:
"What the hell?!"
Certain cognitions and information about the 'Fallen God' were deleted, but He remembered what had happened. He was extremely angry. He saw that his own pollution disappeared, but his status was gradually bound to the abyss, and the door connecting to his own temple, the 'Hunyuan Underworld', completely collapsed.
He cursed for a long time in various languages.
Finally, the more he cursed, the angrier he became. He could no longer endure it and planned to chase after the dragon-shaped universe before it was completely bound to the abyss.
In a moment of thought, ignoring reality, cause and effect, and time, you will arrive at a strange and extremely huge world that seems to hide some secrets.
"The Abyss God and the Abyss Emperor of Chicken Feathers!" The Lord of the Hunyuan Underworld stretched out his hand, as if to pursue: "In the void, huh?"
Looking back, it seems as if I have crossed over the vicissitudes of life and am outside that empty and endless cycle of time and space.
A young man covered in blood and looking like a good guy was being handed over by two men with somewhat similar looks to a statue that exuded the meaning of "Wuji", "Kai Tian" and "The End", but whose face could not be seen clearly because he was surrounded by the pure air of the heavens.
“Senior.” The young man with blood all over his face looked at him as if he had seen a savior. He said, “Please, I want to play in the resurrection match!”
Then, three other figures turned their gazes over.
"Isn't the fight over?"
"Daoyou, it's not over yet?"
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After a moment's silence, the Lord of the Hunyuan Underworld was covered with darkness and entered the abyss from the void.
There is no death in dreams, but the laughter and reunion in dreams will turn into loss when waking up, like the morning dew hanging on orchids in the early morning, fleeting.
In this dream, will Yakumo Yukari, who disappeared along with the monster, do nothing and leave the fate of Gensokyo on others?
the answer is negative.
"this is the last time."
It was all void. Kaguya looked at the priestess standing in front of her. Her soft black hair swayed slightly, but her dragon-like golden vertical pupils seemed a little dim.
A glimmer of power flew from her body into the distant chaos like a meteor.
In the disappeared Gensokyo, the monsters who did not choose to become humans and died were reborn again in the chaotic dream that covered the world, and then they integrated power and slowly left their identities as dream creatures.
On the contrary, if the shrine maiden gives up returning it, the 'monsters' will disappear from the real level.
If Su Lin did not bring this universe back to his own world, life and death, continuation or not, the key to all this would fall on the witch.
"Is the Dragon God planning to give up?" Kaguya tilted her head in surprise: "Or is this Reimu's idea?"
The contradictions and inconsistencies in her can be detected from the very beginning, and this is even more so after she merged with Reimu Hakurei. The old fox Yakumo Yukari probably bet the existence of Gensokyo on Reimu.
"It's just that the Dragon God no longer has the ability to correct it." The witch said calmly: "But we can't let the mistakes continue like this, so..."
"Genso and the non-humans are given another 129,600 years."
Wow!
The previously broken chain of laws appeared on the bodies of the miko, Kaguya, and Saeki Rin. Some kind of command, along with the power of the Dragon God combined with the eternal authority, was forcibly engraved into the bodies of the three.
"At that time, as long as monsters still exist in this world, as long as this world has not returned to normal, you will fulfill the Dragon God's promise."
The witch looked into the distance, and under the reflection of the faint light, some scenes turned into reality.
The torii gate standing in the morning mist is soaked with morning dew, and dragon-shaped ripples floating on its surface are reminiscent of water light. Cherry petals fall in the wind, and the shimenawa rope sways gently.
She looked at the somewhat familiar Hakurei Shrine, slowly closed her eyes, and repeated: "There won't be a next time."
As if waking up from a deep sleep, the witch opened her eyes again, and the dragon-like characteristics had disappeared.
She glanced at the symbols of the gods enshrined in the shrine, and rested her gaze on the portrait of Lord Haotian for a moment. Finally, she raised her head and stared blankly at the sky.
The surrounding scenery is blurry.
When Kaguya Houraisan opened her eyes, there was a familiar ceiling above her head.
(End of this chapter)