Su Yida felt like a complete stranger, so much so that He didn't seem like the same person at all.
Yet, this person's appearance and voice were very similar to the Su Yida He had seen before.
Could it be that some Existence in the Void had occupied Su Yida's body and replaced His consciousness?
Or perhaps...
What did He just say?
He and Cheng Shi led us out of the Trial?
Out? Trial?
The Trial isn't over, how could we have walked out?
Zhao Qian was suddenly stunned, but then, an absurd thought arose in His mind.
His eyes widened even more, and His expression became even more shocked.
"It seems you've guessed?"
"Impossible, the power of Memory does not trace back to past Trials. This is a consensus, and a rule. Impossible, you cannot be..."
"Nothing is impossible, all impossibilities in the world are merely because you are not strong enough."
Perhaps it was because killing Cheng Shi had put Him in a good mood, Su Yida's conversational interest was clearly much better.
He smiled and extended His hand, a deep blue power of Memory emerged in His palm, flowing and intertwining, mysteriously captivating.
"Self in Memory.
You've probably never heard of this talent. Of course, it hasn't been put into the pool by Memory yet.
This is one of the few subordinate god level talents that allows you to go back to the past and find yourself."
Zhao Qian's pupils constricted sharply, and He exclaimed in disbelief:
"You... you really are..."
"Alright, the pleasant sharing time is over. Since you've guessed my identity, I'll trouble you to keep it a secret for me."
After speaking, Su Yida extended His hand again and pinched Zhao Qian's neck.
At this moment, Zhao Qian, whose heartstrings had been taut, suddenly felt relieved. A bitter expression of shattered hope appeared on His face, and He also curved His Mouth into a smile of final liberation.
"It seems you've figured it out. Not bad, I have one less wronged soul among my subordinates."
Zhao Qian's face was like a pig's liver, His veins bulging. He struggled to lean His neck back, spitting and mumbling unintelligibly as He asked His last question.
"If... you are from... the future... can you... tell me... if the... future... world... still has hope..."
Su Yida was stunned, as if He thought He had misheard.
This Eagle Eye Scout named Zhao Qian actually asked Him if the future world had hope at the last moment of Death.
Ha.
What hope?
The hope of becoming a God, or... the hope of the world returning to before the Gods descended?
Is it meaningful?
Idiot.
Su Yida sneered, "Nonsensical."
But then, He let go of His hand again.
His expression suddenly turned strange. Looking at Zhao Qian who was gasping for air, He nodded meaningfully and said:
"So that's it. So you are one of them."
Zhao Qian's gasping suddenly paused. He tensed His muscles and lowered His head without responding.
"No need to hide, great Fire-Bearer, I know of your Existence, just as I know Cheng Shi."
Zhao Qian suddenly raised His head and looked at Su Yida. The eyes that had been filled with despair just now burned with endless hate and vengeance.
For an outsider to know of the Fire-Bearer's Existence would be the most fatal blow to the Fire-Bearer!
And this had already happened once!
He could not allow a second time to happen to Himself.
"Angry? Don't worry, I won't be like some people and reveal your Existence to them.
You are indeed worthy of admiration, and I am not a heartless person.
However...
Judging from your action of using this Truth believer to test fate, you seem to be a...
City Builder?"
Su Yida looked at Zhao Qian with interest, stroking His chin.
"Borrowing greatness subordinate god, bravely building a new nation.
Heh, what an inspiring slogan.
Who would have thought that the people behind this passionate slogan are a group of cold-blooded lunatics.
Even in saving the world, they can't let go of that elitist rhetoric.
City Builder, hmph.
Unfortunately, your God-making plan almost miscarried.
Oh right, I forgot, there probably isn't a God-making plan at this time, it might still be in its infancy and hasn't been initiated yet.
Knowing so much about the future from my Mouth, do you find it interesting, Mr. City Builder."
Zhao Qian held His breath and said nothing.
At this moment, He was both receiving shocking future information and silently pondering where His end should lead.
God-making plan!
This sounds like a wonderful plan. Everyone has finally reached that step. For the sake of a new nation, for the sake of new hope, they have launched the final challenge against the group of Gods on the God throne!
Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to participate in this great feat.
Even if Su Yida temporarily stopped, His attitude was clear; He would not allow Himself, who knew so many future secrets, to live on.
So, Zhao Qian, who had digested the shock in His heart, spoke in a low voice:
"You've told me so much, what do you want to do, just say it."
"Smart.
I like dealing with straightforward people.
I greatly admire you, even the criticized City Builders, I still admire.
To be honest, I need a corpse, but for some reason, I cannot kill you.
So...
Please, Mr. City Builder, could you commit suicide.
Satisfy a small need of mine."
Zhao Qian thought He had misheard. He sneered mockingly.
"Is there any point in teasing me at this time?"
"This is not a joke, Zhao... Oh right, Zhao Qian.
It seems you don't quite believe me. Never mind, since that's the case, I'll give you a reason to die."
A brilliant smile bloomed on Su Yida's face. Staring at Zhao Qian's angry and unwilling eyes, He said word by word:
"Don't be angry. Perhaps after knowing this, you will not only be willing to die, but also deeply grateful to me..."
Whispers drifted in the Void, their sound like a mosquito's hum, yet each word was like a giant hammer wrapped in Thunder, pounding on Zhao Qian's soul.
"..."
"..."
He listened to it all in silence, then closed His eyes with a smile.
"Borrowing greatness subordinate god, bravely building a new nation!
For the continuation of humanity!
For a new nation!
Goodbye, this world!"
The flame of war ignited in the eyes of the war believer, but in His eyes, the light of hope soared high, far more blazing than the flame.
Flowing white flames mixed with tears surged out of His eyes, flowed towards His body, and gradually swallowed everything.
The blood of war flowed in a trickle, extinguishing the indomitable flame at the last moment, completing a liberation through blood and fire on the spot.
Su Yida looked at Zhao Qian, who had burned Himself to ashes, and bowed with a complex expression.
"To the greatest Fire-Bearers."
He dragged the corpse, His expression returning to indifference, and stepped into the Void Rift again without hesitation.
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