Chapter 66 of 109
Chapter 66
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Chapter 66: The Queen’s Inheritance (V)
When Qi Leren was held in Ning Zhou’s arms, he couldn’t stop loving this person.
He thought that he could never give Ning Zhou up. If he couldn’t stand beside Ning Zhou, he would be terribly lonely and desperate.
“Power comes at a price,” Ning Zhou whispered in his ear. “If I finally lose myself and become the devil I fear and hate most… If one day that happens, you must… kill me.”
Qi Leren’s chest seemed to be struck hard by a heavy hammer, making him breathless and pained. His bitter tears burst out at once. He put his forehead on Ning Zhou’s shoulder and shook his head hard. At this moment, he knew clearly that he couldn’t do it.
He was not the saint Maria. He couldn’t kill his most important person in order to protect humanity. He was just an ordinary selfish person. He could only try his best to prevent Ning Zhou from falling, even if he has to sacrifice his own life to do it. But if one day the world and his lover were placed at opposite ends of the same scale, the scale would only sway and tilt towards his lover.
Qi Leren, who was driven to despair by this cruel fate, even thought, what did world peace have to do with him? Who would be grateful to a saint who had fallen into evil? If Ning Zhou really did this, would he have to kill Ning Zhou for the sake of “justice”?
“If there is such a day, I will accompany you.” Qi Leren choked and said, “You must, you must not leave me.”
Qi Leren knew what kind of person Ning Zhou was. He had long been aware of Ning Zhou’s personality of self-sacrifice and dedication. After suffering from demonization, this personality had even tilted in the direction of self-destruction.
Ning Zhou could sacrifice himself for others, but he didn’t want others to do this for him. He regarded giving as God’s reward, and never considered getting a reward. He doesn’t want to drag anyone down. If one day he really fell down, he would definitely let go of his hand before falling into hell, and let the person he loved stay in the world.
Because he firmly believed that this was better for Qi Leren, but for Qi Leren, he wanted to be with the person he loved more, and he didn’t care whether he was human or a devil, and whether this was the world or hell.
Ning Zhou didn’t answer. Just like when they had talked on the balcony that night, he didn’t answer.
But this time, Qi Leren couldn’t bear it anymore.
“I’m telling you seriously that I don’t accept your self-righteous decision.” Qi Leren broke free from Ning Zhou’s hug and said to him with anger for the first time, “You think it’s good for me, but have you ever thought about how I feel?”
Ning Zhou was silent for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and said to Qi Leren, “Look at your feet.”
Qi Leren turned his head and looked down at the altar. More than half of the temple of this cult ceremony had collapsed: the had dome collapsed, the columns had collapsed, and everything had collapsed slowly and inexorably. After the time for the Prophet’s Heart ended, the white flowers all over the ground changed back to their original appearance—the broken arms and limbs and dripping blood were all over the place, which were bloodier and more horrible than the slaughtered Valentine tribe.
The blood foaming from the corpses’ mouths made the acid in his stomach churn. Under the tense environment just now, Qi Leren hadn’t noticed this, but now when he carefully looked at this piece of hell on earth, he still couldn’t bear to look closely and averted his eyes.
Ning Zhou was not surprised.
He hadn’t been with Qi Leren for a long time. Most of the time, they had still been far away from each other. There were only the few days since he had really confessed his heart. But he knew what kind of person Qi Leren was. He is brave and strong. Most of the good qualities of human beings could be found in him, but this couldn’t hide that he was a naive young man who had grown up sheltered.
He must have had a warm family, parents who loved him, mentors and friends along the way, and he had lived happily for the first half of his life, so he learned how to love others generously.
Beloved children would become excellent people when they grew up. Their view of the world was gentle, and they had a childlike innocence towards cruelty. Their love for the world was selfish. They loved easily and hated easily. Once they were hit, it was too easy for them to turn good love into deep hate.
Qi Leren had seen the cruelty of the Nightmare World. He had not seen the real terror, and he had not defeated the evil in his heart, so he would not know what it was like to still love the world after suffering.
He felt that he couldn’t kill Ning Zhou, and would rather go down with him, but he also hadn’t seen a Ning Zhou who had lost himself in his original force, killed innocent people, and even destroyed the world. His determination was just naive self-motivation at this moment.
“You see this ceremony. Such things happen every day in the hell of the underworld, ones more cruel than this. Everything you can imagine, what you can’t imagine… is happening. You will never like all this,” Ning Zhou said.
He would only slowly collapse in disgust, or become evil himself.
Qi Leren choked. He forced himself to stare at the blood on the ground and a tentacle at his feet that had not been burned away. Every raised lesion on it was filled with disgusting mucus. As Ning Zhou said, he would never like it.
Just like he could strive to be strong in order to survive, and even learn to kill people, but he didn’t like it.
The life he liked was the life he had once had, not the daily bloodshed in the Nightmare World. In the dead of night, he would also think of his parents. They only had one child. If he died here, he would never go back…
“Let’s go back. These things can be thought about slowly, and this half-field is about to collapse.” Ning Zhou wiped off the blood on his hands and pulled Qi Leren down the damaged steps of the altar.
Qi Leren was silent, with his head down, and his boots stepped on the blood that splashed like a pool of water, making him hold his breath subconsciously. In this dim temple, everything was destroyed and ruined. When going out of the temple, Qi Leren suddenly remembered the mysterious sacrifice that had destroyed the ceremony before, and immediately went back to look for him.
“He left,” Ning Zhou said, as if he knew what he was thinking.
“Left? Can you leave here?” Qi Leren asked in a low voice.
“I need to find out who this person is,” Ning Zhou said. Taking Qi Leren forward, there were traces of a violent breakthrough at the edge of the half-field. The passerby had hit this half-field with his own half-field—this simple and crude method was very dangerous, because the half-field was very fragile before it was completely condensed. It was like two eggs colliding with each other. No one can be sure which one would be broken, or if the two would break together.
“That man just now… was very strange,” Qi Leren said. “Did he intentionally mix into the cult sacrifice group to stop the ceremony and save them?”
Ning Zhou shook his head: “He was not here to save anyone.”
That man had had no kindness or pity for the innocent people here. He was like a tiger who challenged the hunting tiger king in order to overthrow the position of the king of the jungle. It was not his original intention to save the goats who had escaped from danger. It was just a coincidence.
Qi Leren also felt the difference in that man, and he grinned: “He’s a strange person, but I saw his weapon… Is he the one who fought against Ashley before?”
“It’s him,” Ning Zhou said with certainty.
Qi Leren had a hunch that he would meet this person again.
The two men went out from the broken part of the half-field that was about to collapse, instantly returned to the sloped building, and then walked towards the Trials Court’s headquarters.
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“The worshippers of Utopia are getting more and more rampant,” Celia said with a frown after hearing Qi Leren’s retelling of this cult sacrifice.
“Utopia is the Devil of Power’s field? What method did she use to sway the worshippers?” Qi Leren asked curiously.
He knew that with the Slaughter Secret Society of the Devil of Slaughter, by joining the organization and gaining recognition, members would have the opportunity to be given a powerful seed of slaughter, and could even be transformed into a demon. This was very attractive to ordinary people, so there were countless players and aborigines who joined in wave upon wave. However, Qi Leren still had little knowledge of what Utopia was.
“It’s said that as long as the monster guarding the gate of Utopia is summoned and given a good meal, it will generously open the door and let worshippers enter Utopia, where there is no death, no worry, no fear, and people can live a happy eternal life from now on,” Celia said.
Qi Leren turned his head silently and complained to Ning Zhou, who was silent on the side: “They must be out of their minds?”
“…Hmm,” Ning Zhou said.
“How can they believe that they can get what they want through this wicked ceremony? If nothing else, is the Devil of Power a kind person? Is she doing this to do good deeds?” Towards these idiotic fanatical worshippers, Qi Leren couldn’t help but feel like he had a higher IQ.
Celia looked at the ripples in the cup of black coffee she held, and sighed lightly: “If you’re just an ordinary person, have no talent, and aren’t very brave, you don’t know if you’ll still be alive tomorrow. You watch your relatives and friends die one by one, but there’s nothing you can do. Where do you want to pin your soul so it can breathe? People always have to believe something in order to forget the pain and suffering in front of them.”
Qi Leren opened his mouth, but swallowed his words back.
He wanted to ask why they didn’t work hard, but he felt that the question was like “why don’t you eat more meat.” Would hard work definitely have results? Even Qi Leren himself wasn’t sure. But if you didn’t work hard…
Qi Leren tensed his face slightly. He looked at Ning Zhou, who had taken on too much burden, and thought: If you don’t work hard, you will only sink forever into your destiny.
One day he would untie Ning Zhou and make him happy. Happy and free.
He believed that someday, this day would come.
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