The world doesn't need succubus to save

Chapter 535 Long time no see
The wound on the wrist was neat, but no blood flowed out.

Compared to a fresh life, Ning Feng at this moment is just like a dead soul without flesh and blood.

But when the palm left his wrist and appeared in the sight of the saints, it suddenly changed from virtual to real.

Its appearance filled the vacancy of the [God's Hand].

So far, everything on the battlefield is the same as in Ning Feng's memory.

This artifact that Ariana regarded as the [God's Hand] was not brought by the saints. Their function was to serve as the carrier of the consciousness of the gods.

And Ning Feng is the fourth force after the intervention of the gods.

"what is this?"

"There are others!?"

"Wait, what is this!!! Holy body? Which god's?"

……

"Someone called me that once."

"I've seen you!"

"Is that so..."

However, what he didn't know at that time was that at that moment just now, Ash's soul had left the body that had imprisoned him for thousands of years.

"Ok?"

"Keynes still has unfulfilled missions, and he still persists."

Ning Feng looked at this Ash who was almost like Jia Silin, and shook his head:

"It's just that you came too late, didn't you?"

Father, mother, those other clansmen who died in battle...will they all be waiting for me?

It's a pity I didn't get to rub your hair at the end...

Like a gentle whisper, the young man whispered softly, and gently placed Ash's palm on his chest.

who is it?

Inhale - exhale!

Although he was released from the ice and raised in this era, he is not from this era.

"Correct."

It was a gloomy figure missing a palm, but it also had a pair of similar eyes.

Final commitment.

"Of course, I'm here to pick you up."

But now, he... He just appeared in front of him alive.

The old palm that was tortured by the disease was unable to fall down. After a long wait, he ushered in the end of his life at the most exciting moment.

"In this case, it is enough."

Looking at the gloomy palm, Ash tried his best to straighten his body.

……

All reincarnation ends at this moment.

As if he understood something, Ash shook his head and stopped struggling.

Just come back now, do you know how long we waited?

All the future starts at this moment.

For no reason, Ash remembered the ruins in the falling snow a long time ago.

Eyes widened, Ash looked at the radiant man and became excited:
"Are you here to pick me up? It turns out that someone is really waiting for me!"

The composition of the hand appears to be pure energy, which does no harm.

Nodding slowly, Ning Feng replied affirmatively:

"Yes, it has grown up very healthy."

Take a deep breath habitually, even if this action will not be of any use to Ash now, it can still calm him down a little bit.

"Great! Great..."

The young man froze for a moment, then nodded and smiled gently:

At the moment when "Ning Feng" was pushed into the light curtain by Ariana, the illusory figure blended into it.

No one answered the saints, and Alice fell into a daze the moment her palm penetrated her body.

Laughing happily like a child, Ash raised his hand tremblingly, trying to grab the man's sleeve, but he fell powerlessly halfway through.

It's been a long time, my brother.

With a touch of emotion, Ash's soul shattered and dissipated.

Ariana feels that this unfolding is different from what she calculated?
what happened?Shouldn't it be entered into the memory of the owner of that palm?
How could this field be broken directly?

"You're here, it means I'm going to die, right?"

"Will do."

And the reflection behind him didn't speak, but stretched out his hand towards him with a smile.

so...

In the storm of sudden changes in the world, Ning Feng remembered the question that Ariana once asked:

He met his own death without regret.

However, there is still a little bit, and there is one last thing.

"Is that so... Has he grown up healthily?"

"It turns out that it is [time]."

It was a man he had never seen before, with a pair of gentle eyes and a gentle aura exuding from his whole body.

"It turns out that the most mysterious prophet is not actually a legend."

"……Good night."

No, there was another figure behind him.

He is obviously a younger brother, but when we meet again, he is already older than himself, and he can no longer recognize him.

"Then they! Will they be waiting for me too?"

That's it.

After the young people left, Ash finally calmed down, and looked at Ning Feng who was quietly waiting by his side with a complicated expression:
"Are you, Lord Prophet?"

She didn't recognize the owner of that palm, she just felt a little strange, but once familiar breath...

"It's really great that you can pick me up as promised..."

Ahhh...

……

Whose palm is this?

【? ? ? 】

and many more?

Whose?
Why do I feel nostalgic?
Even in the midst of a life-and-death battle, she was still lost in confusion, constantly thinking about this strange feeling.

The "Hand of God" dissipated, and the frozen time in the Overwatch City resumed its flow.

In the childhood that he had almost forgotten, that name was not just a symbol.

A faint voice drifted through the air and fell into the prophet's heart.

Those uncles and aunts, even in the most difficult times, have always believed that the prophet will come back to save them.

Glancing at his wrist, the body that had become transparent in an instant, Ning Feng smiled and disappeared in place.

"... Where is my brother? Is he okay? Did he listen to his father?"

There is also such a person who finally appeared beside me...

It turned into a spot of light and fell behind the prophet, reuniting with other spots of light.

Ash Fera struggled to open his eyes, and looked at the man in front of him.

Thinking of the cowardly boy in his memory, and the old nobleman with a sinister air, Ash felt awkward.

In front of her, Ning Feng kept leaning back, looked at Ariana who was in his arms, and smiled:

It's just a pity that we didn't recognize each other at the beginning.

In the end... who is it?
The emerging feeling in her heart made her feel aggrieved, even vulnerable.

The saint, the divine thoughts of the gods, Alice, the city in the sky...everything that exists here is shrouded in a huge golden light sphere area.

Compared with the body, the soul, which is too young, is staring in amazement, constantly looking at his body.

……

Whether in that gloomy slave dungeon or the secret chamber of a succubus, all he thought about was surviving.

That is a greater existence than the gods.

Muttering in a low voice, Ash looked in the direction of the Silver Council and nodded.

"There is nothing mysterious about the Prophet. In the beginning, he...was just a child who wanted to live."

[What do you think the priesthood represented by this hand will be? 】

Before she could figure out the answer, the changes caused by this palm had completely exploded, and the power erupted from it swallowed everything.

The moment he passed through the light film, Ning Feng opened his eyes.

There is no need to hide it, Ash has long accepted his own death, a hero who has been able to fight against illness for so many years, his will cannot be shaken by death.

"long time no see."

"a long time……"

　Filling the hole, or fucking filling the hole.

　　And, finally, it's almost finished.

　　brag about yourself...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)