The end of the world begins with failing an exam

Chapter 471 There is no more Yellow King in the world

"You will disappear after the mission is completed?"

He slowly walked aside from behind Chen Jing, holding his head in his hands with a sigh of relief.

"What a qualified NPC."

"Aren't you the same?" After synchronizing Chen Jing's memory, Huang Wang also had a certain understanding of the modern era. He naturally understood what "he" meant by NPC, so he couldn't help but smile on his face, "I will disappear , you will also disappear, everyone has such a day."

"Yellow King!"

When Huang Wang heard Chen Jing calling him, he subconsciously turned around and saw Chen Jing standing there with a troubled look on his face.

"Can't you continue to live in other forms? Just like him!"

"What?" Huang Wang couldn't help but laugh, "You want to use me as your portable grandfather?"

"Stop making fun of people who are almost dead!" Chen Jing looked helpless.

For a long time, Huang Wang gave Chen Jing a somewhat vague feeling, like an old man who only heard his name, so Chen Jing only respected him.

But after reading King Huang’s memory.

Chen Jing discovered that King Huang was far greater than he imagined.

It's also sadder than I imagined.

For a successor, his consciousness projection can wait here for hundreds of millions of years. Although he made a small request to completely destroy the Creator, it is really nothing compared to the price he paid...

Call it selfish or soft-hearted.

Chen Jing really doesn't want King Huang to disappear like this. Even if he is allowed to live for a while, he just needs to live longer to see the destruction of the creators with his own eyes...

"I know what you're thinking."

King Huang smiled gently, walked to Chen Jing, and looked at this descendant who looked like him, with both relief and emotion in his eyes.

"You are very similar to me back then. You are always so indecisive and soft-hearted like a girl about some things, but I believe you can succeed." Huang Wang gently patted Chen Jing's head, like an elder comforting his younger generation. , "Don't be like me. In the end, I even wiped out my anchor point. I have no humanity at all. I live like a human weapon. I even have no emotions. It's really meaningless to live like that..."

King Huang said these words in an understatement, giving the impression that they were like an old man's instructions to his descendants before his death.

Calm and calm.

Although there is a little worry in his eyes, he is afraid that Chen Jing's future may not be so smooth, but some things should be let go... A generation has a mission. Huang Wang has done everything he can, and the rest is also It can only be left to Chen Jing.

"Huang Zi's thoughts should be the same as mine."

Suddenly, "he" standing nearby spoke, and said the most depressing words with a lazy expression.

"After you finish what you have to do, you disappear. There are no regrets anyway. It's so damn boring to live alone."

"But there are still Yagertos and the others..." Chen Jing wanted to give some more advice.

"It's enough for them to have you." Huang Wang gently patted Chen Jing's shoulder and said with a smile, "My era has passed. In this era, I can rest assured that you are in charge of deep space... Just like him It makes no sense for me to continue living."

Hearing this, Chen Jing didn't know how to persuade him.

"It is the instinct of most creatures to long for the infinite continuation of life, but this instinct only makes me feel tired. Now that I have finally relieved myself of the burden, I can finally close my eyes and rest. Aren't you happy for me?" Huang Wang said with a smile. .

"Have you really thought it through?" Chen Jing asked for the last time.

King Huang nodded, smiling and saying nothing.

next second.

King Huang's body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and many tiny golden light particles decomposed from his body. A thick fog that gathered and exuded soft light began to spread everywhere, as if it wanted to fill the entire memory space before it would stop. .

Gradually.

The dark memory space is gradually illuminated by these golden glimmers.

In Chen Jing's surprised eyes.

Familiar figures appeared next to King Huang one after another.

Some of them are deep space undead species who accompany him to conquer various dimensions.

Some are the ancient kings who fought with him against the Creator.

There are also...even the rebel comrades who joined Huang Wang in resisting the empire when he was young.

"This..." Chen Jing looked in disbelief. He turned back to look at "him" beside him and couldn't help but ask, "Are these the souls of those people?"

"Do you think it's possible?" He rolled his eyes at Chen Jing, his face full of contempt.

Hearing this, Chen Jing suddenly woke up.

Yes.

is it possible?

Not to mention others.

How could those creatures who died at the hands of the Creator still have a chance to leave their souls behind?

This is all a confusing bubble created by King Huang.

all fake.

But it is not used to deceive outsiders.

Just use it to deceive yourself.
Looking at King Huang with eyes full of joy.Chen Jing only felt an inexplicable sadness.

"I can finally reunite with you!"

King Huang stood in front of thousands of blurry figures emitting soft light, with a happy smile on his translucent face. After all, he had been waiting for this day for too long.

If it weren't for the purpose of leaving a legacy to future generations, the projection of Huang Wang's consciousness would have dissipated long ago.

to him.

There is no point in continuing to live.

Complete disappearance is the real relief.

"It's so lonely to be alive alone. I don't know how I survived these billions of years. Are you all okay..." King Huang looked around, as if looking for something, with an eager expression. A trace of nervousness.

suddenly.

A tinkling sound came from a distance.

In Huang Wang's worried eyes, a thin figure suddenly squeezed out from the crowd, ran towards Huang Wang with faltering steps, and finally jumped into his arms.

"A-Ling...A-Ling..."

Huang Wang hugged the thin figure in his arms tightly, his trembling voice seemed to have a hint of crying, and every word revealed unconcealable guilt.

"Sorry……"

"It's been so long since I came to see you..."

"I should have died long ago..."

"I should have come to see you a long time ago..."

No one responded to him, no one made a sound.

In a dead space.

You can only hear King Huang talking to himself.

"I should have been with you all the time... I'm sorry..."

Whether in the inner world or in deep space.

A Ling has neither friends nor relatives.

From beginning to end, she only had King Huang.

But it's a pity that King Huang didn't realize this at the beginning. He was only thinking about his own affairs. He even went to the palace to sleep in a lazy way without remembering to spend more time with her... It wasn't until she died in front of King Huang that he realized this. Everything, but there is no chance to make amends.

at this point.

The Yellow King is no different from a mortal.

There are things that cannot be made up for or forgotten, but that are enough to regret for life.

"Chen Jing."

When Chen Jing heard King Huang calling him, these vague sounds had gradually dissipated, including King Huang's body... like golden mist that kept becoming transparent.

"I'm here!" Chen Jing replied loudly, his eyes a little red.

"The future of deep space is left to you..."

At this moment, King Huang's voice became blurry, as if coming from a very far away place, and sounded inexplicably far away.

"Don't worry! I won't let you down!" Chen Jing's eyes were red.

"That's fine...that's fine..."

The golden shimmer in the memory space is gradually disappearing, and the Yellow King who is close at hand has become almost transparent.

The darkness that had been dispersed by this golden light came again.

It seems as if everything will be swallowed up by it.

Until the darkness swallows up the last bit of light.

Huang Wang's figure also completely disappeared from the eyes of Chen Jing and the others.

At this moment, King Huang seemed to wake up, and he seemed to realize that everything before was just a fantasy created by himself.

Chen Jing and the others only heard King Huang sigh.

The hoarse and deep voice eventually became inaudible.

The Yellow King left a mark in history and was called the sect of kings.

In the end, he only left one sentence full of regret.

Because the sound was too vague, "he" couldn't hear it clearly at all, but Chen Jing, a direct descendant, could hear it very clearly.

That sentence is...

I miss you so much.

(End of this chapter)