Chapter 1588: Temporal Prison_3

Chapter 1588 -508: Temporal Prison_3

But soon, countless wronged souls emitted painful wails, and Wen Xishu saw again, these energies were stirring restlessly.

Yet this momentary pause allowed Wen Xishu and Zhou Xiaoxiao to break through multiple obstacles and finally reach Yuan.

At this moment, Yuan’s entire body was enveloped in a dark red shadow.

These shadows occasionally morphed into various human faces: men, women, the elderly, even children…

But every face was filled with pain. And on Yuan’s body, countless individuals like these were entwined.

It’s as if countless wronged souls from Hell were entwined around Yuan, who resembled a trunk, with these tormented souls akin to branches.

At this moment, she was no longer Yuan, but a… World Tree of Pain.

What she seemed to want to do was spread pain ceaselessly, letting painful roots steadily embed throughout the world.

The two finally reached Yuan’s side, Zhou Xiaoxiao’s eyes filled with tears, having never imagined seeing the almighty Aunt Yuan in such a state.

“It’s me, I’m Xiaoxiao! Yuan, I beg you, wake up soon!”

“Yuan, you promised to take care of me! You promised my mom! I beg you, wake up soon!”

The cries of the young boy echoed across the sky above the Mechanical City.

Wen Xishu seemed to perceive a slight disturbance in Yuan’s equally pained face.

Wen Xishu also shouted aloud:

“Yuan, don’t give up, you can harness this power! This is just a sequence, no matter how inherently sinister it is, as long as you can overcome the guilt of the past… you can control it!”

There’s no way out.

Wen Xishu now almost exhausted all his Golden Energy, unable to throw that punch, nor having any chance to defeat Yuan.

What truly can be done now is only hope for Yuan to wake up.

Yuan did not wake up.

But just when the two thought all was lost, a gray vortex suddenly appeared beside Yuan. It looked like a door.

Zhou Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled:

“This… What is this?”

Wen Xishu had no way to answer, for if he didn’t dodge inside soon, he would be stripped of all human traits by the dark red energy…

“Don’t worry about it, just go inside!”

Staying outside would mean certain death, so Wen Xishu rushed directly in. Zhou Xiaoxiao followed suit.

…

…

Lower City District of the Mechanical City.

Dark red energy had already “killed” all guards stationed at the underground arena entrance. Their inherent human traits had transferred to Yuan.

This painful version of the World Tree was still expanding.

Mammon said:

“After the people on the edge die… it will be our turn. Didn’t expect that after fighting with you two for so long, we’d die on the same day.”

Zeroer Asdoku said:

“Indeed… I never thought the catastrophe from history would befall us. I thought the dinosaurs experienced it once, humans’ apocalypse was the second, and there wouldn’t be a third soon.”

“But now it seems… I am the third catastrophe.”

Timekeeper Chronos said:

“I can’t sense the Shadow Warrior’s presence anymore.”

Silence reigned, no one in the VIP room responded to this statement.

After tens of seconds of silence, Mammon said:

“I always didn’t believe in the saying that money and power are like dust, but at this moment… I believe it.”

The Four Emperors of the Mechanical City finally accepted their fate of becoming dust.

And the dark red power covering the whole Mechanical City finally reached the edge.

Rich or poor, all that remained in the end was a face full of pain and a statue-like body.

…

…

Unknown region.

“Get away from Yuan!”

A familiar voice, a voice only from memory, suddenly awakened Zhou Xiaoxiao and Wen Xishu.

Wen Xishu felt a stabbing pain in his brain, and when he opened his eyes, he witnessed a bizarre scene.

Time seemed to have rewound to the past.

This scene was what he saw in the memory of Zeroer Asdoku.

When the rare species devoured Yuan’s body, Li Wei’an activated her power, shouting loudly like an elder sister protecting her sister:

“Get away from Yuan!”

The metallic body that Yuan had originally discarded began to sharpen at this moment, changing form, like blades.

Blades pierced the elite species’ abdomen, causing it to issue a strange roar, a roar that made Li Wei’an cough up blood, her eardrums seeming to break.

Li Wei’an died.

Then, four doors appeared in the directions of north, south, east, and west. The images within sight became static. Except for two outsiders—

Wen Xishu and Zhou Xiaoxiao.

“What’s going on?” Zhou Xiaoxiao asked, confused.

“How come I’m seeing my mom?”

Suddenly, he knelt by Li Wei’an’s corpse, tears streaming from his eyes.

All along, he never knew what really happened on the day his mom died, nor why Yuan was so obsessively protective, almost imprisoning him.

At this moment, as he knelt to the ground, he gradually realized that his mom died protecting Yuan.

Wen Xishu said:

“It seems this place should be… Yuan’s inner world.”

The entire world’s tone was gray. Just like that whirlpool entrance.

Gray, the fusion of black and white.

In many works, it often represents a color of memory and the past.