Chapter 1595 - 509: Unyielding Heart_5

Chapter 1595: Chapter 509: Unyielding Heart_5

Outside the cycle, in the reality of the Mechanical City, the dark red energy that reaps life also comes to a halt at this moment.

Wen Xishu’s final expression carries a smile of release. He has no regrets, yet undoubtedly, he should have some regrets.

He can no longer make any extraneous moves.

His body starts to shatter, even the core develops cracks. The massive energy of the "Trinity" overdraft delivers a punch enough to shatter memories, also shattering his own fragile body.

Wen Xishu’s body begins to disintegrate endlessly, like dust.

In the end, Wen Xishu just takes a look at Zhou Xiaoxiao, but he can’t utter a word, only communicating a thought through his gaze.

Turns out everything has not yet ended. The Heart Demon has not truly perished.

As the power of this punch gradually dissipates, as everything is about to settle down, there’s still a twisted monster on the other side of this world full of memory fragments and cracks. It has a mother’s face, constantly wailing. Beneath that face, a black heart is exposed.

The shattered dark red arms begin to recombine; they had been shattered by that punch earlier, yet those fragments seem to have a consciousness, starting to regroup.

Zhou Xiaoxiao knows he must do something at this moment.

He starts to frantically run towards "Li Wei’an" to put an end to all this. In this broken memory scene, each fragment refracts the life that once was.

Each step Zhou Xiaoxiao takes feels like returning to the scene at that time, making his steps exceedingly heavy.

Meanwhile, his consciousness at this moment is suddenly seduced by a tremendous power.

"Child... come to mama here."

"We will never separate, we will always live together."

Zhou Xiaoxiao’s eyes once again become blurry.

The closer he gets to the Heart Demon, the more he feels his body starts to lose control. The Heart Demon finally smiles, spreading his newly gathered arms:

"Yuan, Xiaoxiao, we will never abandon each other, you will never forget me, right?"

Unconsciously, Xiaoxiao’s body begins to produce dark red cocoons, trying to entangle him, much like entangling Yuan’s ghostly form.

Eventually, Xiaoxiao finally arrives beside the Heart Demon, but the posture of the three is like a harmonious family embracing each other. Zhou Xiaoxiao finally receives a mother’s hug at this moment.

It seems like everything has ended. Wen Xishu’s punch created an opportunity, but the chance ultimately wasn’t seized.

The Heart Demon’s laughter seems to be mocking Wen Xishu.

Yet suddenly, the laughter freezes.

The entire scene returns to silence, and at this time, the sound of a teardrop hitting the ground breaks this silence.

Zhou Xiaoxiao’s eyes, unknowingly, turn clear, with blood seeping from his mouth, realizing he bit his tongue, exchanging intense pain for clarity.

His tears fall:

"Sorry, mom, I’m really sorry!

"I really wanted to hug you, wanted to say goodbye, wanted so much... to say thank you when I was old enough to understand..."

"But... but you’re already dead!"

It’s unimaginable how this child, at this moment, must be so determined to let those dark red cocoons lacerate his skin.

His arms quickly become filled with wounds and blood, yet he still desperately grabs that black heart.

"You are not my mom, you are... Yuan’s inner guilt and remorse, please... leave Yuan!"

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry! Yuan, accept mom’s death! We... have a long, long way to go! Yuan, don’t stay trapped in this day, I’ll take you away!"

The teenager’s cry, filled with emotion, carries immense strength.

When the dark red cocoons attempt to pierce his arms and wrist bones, he does not retreat but fiercely crushes that heart.

Bang!

Countless dark red cocoons suddenly cease growing, and along with that heart, they begin to shatter one by one.

A person must have the determination to break past shackles and possess a spirit of unyielding forward.

Wen Xishu’s words appear in Zhou Xiaoxiao’s mind.

This teenager, at this moment, broke free from the long-yearned mother’s embrace, making an extremely cruel decision for himself.

The black heart finally shattered.

All the cocoons that once restrained Yuan also disappeared at the same time, like suddenly dispersed dust.

But this is not over, Zhou Xiaoxiao knows that if Yuan doesn’t forgive herself, the Heart Demon will reappear, and she will again "spin a cocoon around herself."

Suddenly, disregarding his pain, he fiercely hugs Yuan’s ghostly form, no longer shouting hysterically but crying softly, speaking gently:

"Yuan, do you remember what dad said on his deathbed... He told mom, if... he’s gone... to listen to Yuan more."

"That was the last thing dad said because dad also believed in you."

"Mom never got the chance to say that to me, but whenever our family faces a crisis, mom asks you. If such a chance arises again, I believe... mom would still choose that."

"Because for our family, Yuan, you are truly the most trustworthy... fourth family member."

Yuan’s ghostly form suddenly trembles.

"I’ve lost mom and dad, but they... died in this era, not because of you. Dad and mom’s trust isn’t for us to forever remember them but to live happily!"

"Staying in pain to remember them is truly desecrating them."

"So... please, Yuan, leave with me, let’s not stay stuck on this day anymore, shall we?"

Yuan’s ghostly form, never speaking, simply lifts her hand to touch Zhou Xiaoxiao’s face, and that eternally pained face finally... shows a smile.

All scenes begin to collapse at this moment.

Wen Xishu knows he did not misjudge; this child has great potential, but he’s truly too exhausted to praise.

His body shattered beyond recognition; were it not for the Mechanical Race needing only a functional core to survive, he might have died long ago.

However, even being alive now, facing this collapsing scene, he truly has no strength left to change anything.

No matter what, if the crisis arising from Divine Dawn... hasn’t ended and there are still twists, he truly has no way.

Wen Xishu closes his eyes, leaving everything to fate.

(The thousand-word Chapter was divided into two eight-thousand-word ones, writing in one go is incredibly tiring, yet quite a bit was written these past days, no slacking.)