AWB Chapter 269 Try again
Chapter 269 Try again
In the empty snowfield, the traveler from afar stood upright on the ground, took off his hat, and his furry ears swayed in the breeze.
He raised his eyes and looked at the rising sun in the sky, squinting his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his hat was shaking slightly, as if he was greeting the scorching sun in the sky.
"I'm leaving."
"This time, we have to take the lead."
He spoke to himself, as if there was an invisible person standing in front of him, silently listening to his words.
"I have a feeling that everything we have prepared will usher in a new beginning."
"I'm a little sorry for avoiding you all these years."
"But flowers grown in a greenhouse can never bloom with brilliant fragrance."
“Eagles living under the protection of feathers cannot achieve the feat of soaring into the sky.”
The traveler chuckled, as if he had thought of something extremely interesting.
“I didn’t expect that I would feel the same way.”
"Could it be that I have also been infected by the secret realm I created?"
"But it's not that bad."
"Escape won't solve the problem. I have to face you."
"Or rather, facing you."
"That's why I want to repay the debt I left behind. This is also the reason why I ran away from you."
"There are some things I must do. They are the aftereffects of the deeds I left behind countless years ago and the world I disturbed."
"Of course, it may be a little incomprehensible to you."
The traveler smiled gently, paused for a moment, then shook his head, bowed to the scorching sun in the distance, and then put on his hat to cover his furry ears.
Nine tails of different colors appeared from behind him, and the spiritual energy condensed in the air suddenly boiled over. Violent vibrations were heard all over the world, and the black ball hanging high in the sky shattered. The black mist contained in it gradually rose like boiling water.
He held his hat with his right hand and lowered his head slightly. The light from the sky shone on his cheek, and a smile appeared in the backlit shadow. Then, everything was shattered. The wind gathered at the other side of the world became violent and turned into a storm, sweeping everything. The white world once again ushered in new changes.
The gentle surface was torn away, and the magma accumulated under the mountains gushed out from the cracks in the ground. The dust mist flew into the sky, covering the sky.
The turbulent waves rose from the east, carrying the life in the sea and heading towards the ground. The hurricane came along with the huge waves, like a lake water being sucked back into the sky. The violent wind tore everything apart, like a black hole, absorbing everything.
It was like a scene of the end of the world, coming one after another.
……
Death, endless breath of death came from all over the world, nourishing Ji Mo's body.
At this moment, he was like a child, standing there blankly, the pull from his heart making him not know where to go.
The rare lives that are hard to see are constantly withering away, and even the raging fires in summer cannot do this.
The storm came down from the sky, tearing the trees apart, turning over the ground, and sweeping the lives hidden in it into the sky. It was like a sledgehammer, hammering continuously, killing all the lives swept up, and brutally destroying everything.
Although he had not seen it at the end of the season, these scenes appeared in his mind, as if he had experienced them personally.
Gray dust came from afar, floating in the air like rain.
Blowing the embers of life across the world, bringing foreboding of death.
Ji Mo looked at the dust in the air, stretched out his huge wings, caught the flying ashes, and stared at everything blankly.
The sudden changes made it difficult for the end of the season to react.
"What on earth is going on here?"
In the center of the world, a fierce fire burned in the ancient tree of life that reached into the sky, and the fire spread upward from the roots on the ground.
It turned into a huge incense stick, as if offering sacrifice to the gods.
Countless ashes fell from the sky, covering the world in a hazy veil.
……
Lying in the snow, the skinny goat raised its head, looked at the burning towering tree, and smiled.
"Finally, it's over."
"The long hours of eating had torn his lips, and his body was frozen stiff. His enormous belly had deflated from the exhaustion. Blood flowed from all parts of his body, freezing before it even hit the ground. He shifted his position, lying sideways in the snow. His dark eyes silently gazed at a world that was dying like himself, offering a heartfelt blessing.
"I'm about to be freed."
……
In the woods, a weak and exhausted figure sat in the snow, covering her eyes blankly. After a long period of fear, she gradually woke up. Black ashes fell from the sky and hit her, as if calling her to wake up quickly.
Feng Shuang gradually opened her eyes and carefully lowered her arms that were covering her eyes. The absence of the familiar figure in front of her made her feel slightly relieved, as if a stone weighing on her heart had been removed.
But is that really the case? Not being able to see that figure still made Feng Shuang feel a little lonely.
The gushing magma had melted the surrounding ice and snow, burning the trees, and the previous cycle was broken. She stood up blankly and looked at the burnt forest not far away.
Should I take revenge? But who should I take revenge on?
Natural?
Feng Shuang thought at a loss, looking at the tragic scenes before her. The forest that helped her revive was being destroyed continuously. She didn't know what to do and could do nothing.
A weak consciousness was heard in the forest, muttering, "Let's go, get away from this place."
"You are the last flame and part of the cycle."
"As long as you are alive, new trees will always grow and a new cycle will be created."
"You are the continuation of life."
As if it was a joke, what Feng Han did happened to her again.
Want to escape?
A voice emerged from the bottom of her heart. The voice was extremely weak, just like her own confused and helpless question when she had been struggling to survive before.
She looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes gradually becoming firm.
"of course not."
In this miserable world, she smiled with relief.
“Even if nothing can be changed, try again. If it doesn’t work once, try again.”
"Even if the chance is one in ten thousand, we must keep doing it."
“One day, all the efforts accumulated in the past will come together and change everything.”
She dragged her tired body and stood up, her eyes sparkling. She raised her arms and pressed gently, as if pressing invisible strings. The crisp tones echoed in the air, and her weak body gathered again. The boiling spiritual energy condensed under the intentional call.
With her as the main body, the cycle of heaven and earth is once again formed into one, with growth and decline, the rotation of the four seasons, and the cycle of life is once again in her hands.
A strong wind blew from afar, hitting her body and making her hair around her waist flutter. She faced the hurricane with open arms, as if she saw that illusory figure again and that gentle smile. She responded with a smile.