Chapter 1261 - 965: For You

Chapter 1261: Chapter 965: For You

At the moment Huai Shi lowered his eyes, Lu BaiYan finally sensed the creeping coldness slowly engulfing him.

Like a silent icy sea, it cruelly tugged at him, robbed him of all his struggling strength, and sent him to the deepest darkness of chilliness...

The thing called death.

The thing called judgment.

After seventy years, it returned before him again...

Accompanied by those vanished figures from the past.

Under the vast night sky, countless twinkling stars quietly fell, and those figures that appeared countless times in dreams and memories seemed to have returned from the past.

Indifferently looking down at his face.

Filled with disdain.

"Why..."

The hollow eyes were pierced by those gazes, Lu BaiYan’s expression contorted and twisted: "Why must I be the betrayer!"

"I just hesitated for a moment..."

"I just... I just had no power to make a difference!"

He screamed in agony, struggled mightily, blood once again flowed from the gashes in his arms, slowly forming ugly graffiti.

Exhausting the last of his Source Substance, he tore his own chest apart!

Forcibly ripping away the flesh pierced through by Grudge, ignoring the tattered shell, initiating Shadow Burial Shuttle.

But no further power was available for him to squander...

He only ran for two meters, then under Huai Shi’s gaze, was squeezed out from the shadow, fell to the ground, staggered back up, and frantically crawled using hands and feet.

Towards the distance.

Towards... the door so close yet so far.

"Beelzebub."

Huai Shi calmly raised the pistol: "Don’t kill him."

"Alright!"

The phantom youth grinned ferociously, instantly, Lu BaiYan’s left leg exploded into a mist of blood, the calf detached from the body, flew up and then landed.

Lu BaiYan fell to the ground, lifted his right leg with difficulty, trying to support.

But Huai Shi pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

The knee of his right leg was shattered too.

Fell into the melting snow and mud.

Still twitching and struggling.

No longer able to feel pain...

Yet in the haze, those phantoms seemed clearer.

Standing by him, silently witnessing everything, watching his ugly state.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..."

He incoherently apologized, not knowing what to say.

Fearfully hiding his face in mud and frozen snow, not daring to look.

Just instinctively using his arms to form bloody drawings, crawling on the ground, fleeing desperately, inch by inch, moving forward.

"Goodbye everyone..."

He murmured numbly, talking to himself, "I’m going on a journey."

"Going to a place... where I can go..."

Thus, dragging his ruined body, crawling with great effort.

Towards the place where he could escape pain and sin...

To Hell.

Even if despised, enduring eternal torment doesn’t matter.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..."

Lu BaiYan repeated continuously, reaching out, desperately trying to touch the frame of Hell’s door.

Finally, he saw the figure waiting behind the door.

Woodman smiled, bowed his head, reached out his palm towards him.

He froze, seemingly surprised, reaching out with expectation, wanting to grasp the sliver of fallen hope, but no matter what, he could not close the distance.

Because someone had caught hold of his right leg’s ankle, cruelly pulling him backwards.

Dragging him back to the human world, under the indifferent gazes of countless eyes.

He froze, screamed in terror, incoherent shouts and cries, desperately trying to kick, finally tearing away from that hand’s grip, and once again, started crawling towards Hell.

Little by little...

Slowly and painfully, crawling towards the gate of release.

Then, pulled back again.

Once more, until he lost all strength, despairing before the door, unable to grasp that hand.

Beside him, Huai Shi calmly looked down.

"Time to say goodbye."

He said: "Lu BaiYan, you must say goodbye to your friends."

"I..."

Lu BaiYan murmured in confusion: "I... I still... I still..."

"Sorry, your voice is too small, I can’t hear clearly."

Huai Shi rolled up his sleeve, folding it three times, exposing his arm: "But it doesn’t matter, you can continue... Say whatever you want."

"But, no matter what you say, the result won’t change."

On the metal-transformed flesh right-hand, pale Alchemy Fire blazed, illuminating Huai Shi’s calm face, and his silent eyes.

In the darkness, only distant tranquility...

"The time has come, Lu BaiYan."

At that instant, a cry of agony erupted.

Like ripping apart the Soul, cruelly ravaging his will, bringing the torment and pain of the furnace.

The burning iron hand already pierced into his shell.

— Forging begins!

The Great Priestess’s talent·Sun-born, operating.

It’s like picking ripe fruit from a tree; when Huai Shi’s hand pulled away, it drew out the remaining broken roots and a crown carved from white jade.

Under the burning of Alchemy Fire, all Abyssal sediment silently dispersed.

The miracle of purification metamorphosed again, transforming in Huai Shi’s hands into an ancient tome.

Then, Huai Shi reached out again, bringing back pain and enduring agony.

In this way, inch by inch, he searched through the cracked souls, grasped, and pulled out the Engraved Miracle Imprint·Celestial Inquiry’s crystal—a jade pendant overflowing with clouds and flowing light.

Finally, he reached out for the third time.

He finally grasped his soul.

In shrill, hoarse screams, he imposed flames upon the soul, forcing all its Source Substance to contract inward until finally forming a piece of black ink, then pulled it out!

As Huai Shi released his hand, the incomplete body fell to the ground without a sound.

The vacant eyes held no spark, only emptiness. Thick saliva dripped from the corner of the mouth, mixed with threads of blood...

The soul had already met its demise.

But it was not over yet.

In silence, Huai Shi drew the Axe of Anger, aimed at his neck, and raised it.

Just as Luo Su said.

Coldly, mercilessly, fulfilling the responsibility of the Great Priestess, in the most straightforward and cruel way, bringing extinction to the Rebel!

Thus, justice and morality could be demonstrated.

In this way, under the witness of the whole world, before the gates of Hell and under the oversight of the mirror...

—Judgment is here!

Slay!

Sticky crimson gushed forth, crossing the gates of Hell, as if falling on a phantom’s face.

Making the eternal smile at the corner of Woodman’s mouth turn grim.

Only now did Huai Shi lift his head, looking coldly toward the space behind the door.

"Isn’t this what you wanted?"

He raised his foot, kicking the object on the ground forward, "Here, for you."

The severed head rolled, stopping at Woodman’s feet.

Slowly coming to a stop.

This was the answer from the Heavenly Kingdom Genealogy.

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At the same time, in a different place.

In the reflection of the fast-food restaurant, Woodman sighed regretfully.

"What a pity, dead... metamorphosed from pain, following one’s own will to choose Hell—what kind of fruit will come from this seventy-year brewing of guilt and self-denial?"

He said, "Just a little bit more, and he could have been one of us."

"Or, you could try another method."

Luo Su earnestly suggested, "If you’re really concerned about kinship, he can’t be with you, but you could go with him... if you’re in a hurry, you can register on-site, I can let Huai Shi give you a discount."

"Hahaha, it’s truly humorous, as ever."

Woodman shook his head, "The Golden Dawn isn’t like you, where a little setback would lead to fragility... we still have long days ahead."

"Don’t worry, it won’t be long, it will end soon."

Luo Su shook his head, "That day will come soon, Woodman, before then... whatever you want, I can guarantee: you won’t get anything!"

"Sounds terrifying."

Woodman rubbed his eyes, as if wiping nonexistent tears: "I will start looking forward to it, Luo Su. However, you made one mistake."

He paused, no longer hiding the ferocity in his smile:

"—What we don’t have, we prefer to take for ourselves!"

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At that moment, upon the snowy plains, Woodman looked up, maintaining his smile.

"Huai Shi, to thank you for your gift."

He said, "I also have a gift for you."

Between his slowly spread hands, a screen of light emerged, revealing the scenery very familiar to Huai Shi.

The serene campus, echoing clock bells, and the people coming and going.

—Ivory Tower!

On the screen of light, the virtual sky shattered with a roar!

Pairs of vast and hollow eyes appeared from behind the shattered firmament, gazing downward, countless lights lit up from the darkness.

Those were stars.

Stars from Hell, descending with a roar.

Descending upon the tranquil Academy, to bring destruction!

The piercing alarm sounded throughout every corner, then layers of defenses appeared out of nowhere, enveloping each building.

Emergency measures were activated.

All students engaging in activities or watching live broadcasts were pulled into the six deepest shelters of the Creator’s framework, isolated in groups of three according to age, sequence, and school composition, to prevent the spread and escalation of harm.

And the surging flames and chaos began to spread from this city that had been quiet for so long.

A great hand appeared from beyond the border’s fissure, clenched into a fist, slowly closing in, then opened its fingers, scattering countless Hell Swarm like grass seeds downwards into the world below.

Sowing the seeds of death and extinction.

In the cracked plaza, the Creator named Matthes lifted his eyes, reached out, adjusted his hat brim, and his cane rang a bell.

In an instant, double-helix Mystic Ritual expanded from nothing.

With the Abyss Bloodline as the bond, he lowered the Domain, isolating inside from outside—

[Internal Array] unfolded.

Next, beyond the fissures, a magnificent giant star burning with layers of light flames finally descended from the heavens, falling upon the earth.

The vast border shuddered abruptly.

Struggling under the burden.

Thirty-six beams of light spread in all directions, reverberating from ancient chants.

As if a gaunt old man made of steel lifted his face.

Standing on this foreign land.

—Heretic King!