Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 591 Wish!

"Disaster, no, disaster, absolutely impossible." "Jie Yan" shook his head desperately, as if in this way he could completely forget the truth that Dak had just told him.

But in fact, this ridiculous self-deceiving trick only makes him look more like a clown sitting on the ground, fooled by fate.

Even though he is an artificial Lost One, "Jie Yan" possesses all the emotions of a human being. Since the "Net Hunting Sacrifice" will not let him experience the painful and difficult years that the Lost Ones generally go through, in terms of emotions, "Jie Yan" seems to be richer and more sensitive than the real Lost Ones.

“The leader of the Dedication Group… Leader, ‘Abandoned God’ told me that the ‘Mechanical Crimson Moon’ is a holy object, a holy object!” “Jie Yan” called out loudly, his face began to distort extremely, like a piece of crumpled paper.

Half of his face was torn apart by Dark's ice magic power, and the conflict with the fire magic power burned his skin, leaking out streams of bright red, milky white, and rotten fluid, revealing the slightly twitching red muscles, blue blood vessels, and bones that supported the entire human face.

Half human, half "monster", which is consistent with the detailed description of the many evil spirits and monsters that transformed into humans in the culture of the Yanhuo Empire.

"It's simple. You've been deceived. You were created out of thin air by a monster, just like a child. Apart from the most basic reading and communication skills, your strength, your cognition, and even your behavior are like a piece of spotless white paper." Dark sighed slightly, pointing at the "Mechanical Crimson Moon" above his head, which was fading its crimson glow slightly, revealing the weird and extremely precisely arranged geometric elements inside, and said regretfully:
"Unfortunately, the 'Forsaken Gods' of the Devotion Group deceived you. The 'Mechanical Crimson Moon' has never been just a prop or a medium, but was created by the Lord of Darkness at the cost of half of his life force, under the ticking sound of the Creator's sleeping clock.

"While the dragons were commanding their might in the palace atop Mount Osiris, the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon' was hiding behind the real moon, driving disaster. Fate destroyed the dragons, and the 'Floating God Realm' left behind was nothing more than a ruin quietly suspended in the air thousands of feet high."

"The 'Abandoned Gods' will not deceive me. They have all sworn before 'Truth' and 'Heavenly Way' that they will not believe in any gods, nor will they cooperate with any gods except the great Creator who created the world." "Jie Yan" protested in a firm tone.

"What reason do you have to believe them? Don't forget that everything you know, feel and think after coming to this world have been deeply influenced by them. Or... the Lord of Darkness has deceived them in the first place, allowing the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon', this pathetic and terrifying monster, to appear in front of you, in your hands, on your... head." Dak angrily raised the "Mad Bear" brand pistol, aimed at the "Mechanical Crimson Moon" that was as big as an island, and pulled the trigger.

However, the seemingly huge and magnificent physical moon was shaking and flickering slightly under the terrifying and disturbing crimson light it emitted. The silver bullet passed through it without any resistance, and after reaching the end of the sky thousands of meters away, it fell vertically.

"Look, it's a false, ethereal, hallucinogenic thing, a magnificent thing without substance, most likely created by the Lord of Darkness. After all, in the supreme 'reason': only the Creator can create huge, fantastic, and extraordinary entities out of thin air, and any other gods can only rely on the created existence to process. "Dak sneered:

"Back then, Ivan XXII's scientific team did conduct similar experiments to create non-existent matter, but they all failed without exception. In the deep universe, all scientific things are blessings from the Creator. If it can be obtained, it must be obtained; if it cannot be obtained, it cannot be known, and if it cannot be known, it cannot exist.

"The great emperor of Cruz, after learning that the world was doomed to perish and the empire was doomed to fall, actually donated hundreds of his beating hearts. Under the whirlpool of blood, he received the 'Twin Hades Box' bestowed by the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon'."

“Is what you are telling us its history?” “Jie Yan” nervously stretched out his finger stained with blood and burning liquid and pointed it into the air.

"Of course. Moreover, I fully believe in the reliability of this history, because it was told to me by a friend of mine... the 'servant' of the Lord of Darkness." Dak paused, his Adam's apple moved with difficulty a few times, and his mouth opened and closed like a drowning man struggling painfully in the deep sea.

But soon, he calmed down, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said slowly:
"The Lord of Darkness, although He is hateful, although He is the guardian of darkness, although He desires disaster and suffering, He does not disdain to deceive. Wulfya once told me that the seven first-order gods do not disdain to deceive others.

"In fact, the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon', like many fantastic powers, exists through inheritance. Once someone forgets its existence, it will cease to exist. And because it is secretive enough and requires the guidance of the Lord of Darkness, its power is strong enough, so strong that even the gods cannot truly control it."

"I... I have already controlled it. As long as you... Dak, you step back and let me drip my blood into the 'Heart-Exhausting Flame Point', the cauldron will be able to exert its most powerful power. These materials will become 'pills' that can nourish both me and you." "Exhausting Flame" began to speak in the most twisted and crazy tone and posture he could, standing on the increasingly hideous arm that was gradually losing its skin and part of its flesh under the "cauldron" and was dominated by a bright red erosion color. He said:
"A brand new world needs the 'Order Group', it can have the 'Chaos Group', but it also needs the 'Devotion Group' and a group of brand new humans that evolve under the 'New Structure Plan', right? Those inferior genes should be erased. Cruelty, sophistry, selfishness, cowardice, and greed are... the evil spirits that came out of Pandora's Box. Let them perish together with their carriers under the purification of the 'Wish of Andreas', isn't it better?"

"Not good!" Dak retorted calmly and clearly:

"I have said that once the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon' is activated, it will only bring a disastrous ending. The good thing is the process, but the disastrous result is the result. In fact, even though I have seen Ivan XXII in the 'Kushen Ruins' and witnessed his death at the hands of the new humans he created, the Lost Ones, I cannot get rid of my hatred for him. "Wolfya and I both speculated that the 'Heartless Virus', which is the 'Ivanov Virus' mentioned in many documents left over from the old empire, was brought by the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon'. A large amount of evidence has shown that Ivanov did not die from the ancient embryo of the 'Derivative Nuclear Ancient Beast'. After all, it is too old and was already in a semi-fossilized state when it was discovered.

"Moreover, it is impossible for monster cells to combine smoothly with humans. Their cells are too fierce. Even if they invade the human body, the body will not be able to withstand the excessive impact and will explode and die."

"What do you want to say?" Jieyan looked up at the Mechanical Crimson Moon, whose crimson aura had dimmed slightly, and asked, with unfocused eyes:

"The 'Heartless Virus' is likely to have originated from us humans. The magical power of the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon' itself, coupled with its transformation of future destiny, caused high-energy particles, strong radiation, and various cosmic rays to hit the experiment operator Ivanov through the 'Space Signal Transmitter'." Dark explained:

"Its cells have mutated to a level that even the naked eye cannot see. From the moment the blue light flashed, Ivanov's heart began to mutate. He became the mother of all disasters, catastrophes, and catastrophes. Even though he has long been dead, the 'New Construction Plan' continues to destroy the world."

Seeing that "Jie Yan" was still about to refute something, Dak quickly walked up to him, and a strong water-based magic power quickly surged in his body.

He held the "Kuangxiong" pistol to "Jieyan's" throat with one hand, pinched his chin with the other hand, and said in a stern tone:
"It is because of cruelty that [love] comes into being; it is because of sophistry that [prayer] comes into being; it is because of selfishness that [dedication] comes into being; it is because of cowardice that [protection] comes into being; it is because of greed... that [order] comes into being. All the contradictions that fight and merge with each other push the ship of the world to the other side of the horizon, and that is why the Steam Age came into being, and the 'Age of Stars' is possible.

"The existence of mankind is the existence of the Creator. The struggle of mankind is the Creator's whispering in a nightmare. I will destroy the 'Heart-Exhausting Flame Point', so that the 'Mechanical Crimson Moon' will leave, and the adventurers and Federation [Warriors] who have not yet been 'melted' can be saved."

"You can't, Dake, you can't!" "Jie Yan" shouted at the top of his lungs:

"You will make the 'Nethunting Urn' disappear, and you will destroy the 'Devotion Group' and the 'Forsaken Gods'!"

Seeing that his advice could not stop Dark's steps, "Jie Yan" quickly chanted the spell for forming a spirit, surging with rich and pure oriental fire magic power.

However, as soon as the flames that spread and exploded like a sword and a dragon touched Dak's body, they were melted by the thick ice mixed with sorrow and pain. Dak suddenly jumped forward, and at the top of the elegant parabola, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

This time, "Jie Yan" was scared. He did not use his life to stop Dak's determination. He just hesitated and watched quietly the tentacles of "Jie Xin Flame Point" flying around randomly, and countless light spots condensed by magic power scattered everywhere; watching the "Mechanical Crimson Moon" above his head flashing like a damaged light bulb for a few times and then completely shattered into countless tiny dark fragments, falling heavily like a torrential rain on the poor creatures who were crawling devoutly to the "Creator" and the "Crimson Moon".

What neither Dak nor "Jieyan" expected was that the disappearance of "Jiexin Flame Point" and "Mechanical Crimson Moon" did not completely eliminate the "cauldron" surrounding them. Instead, the power of the Jiexin ore near the underground and the Casta de Lake ruins was stimulated, and countless brilliant, colorful and shining energies flowed out without restriction from the underground gap perpendicular to the "Jiexin Flame Point".

The rainbow-like colors illuminated the night as dazzlingly as day, gorgeous and dreamy. Countless energies condensed into a whitish colorful giant hand in mid-air. Driven by the power of the Creator, it slowly fell down, and under the surrounding whirlwind and the giant dragon of earth, it formed a shrine shrouded in the color of earth and exuding the breath of gods.

"The hunting shrine finally appeared again; the hand of long-cherished wish came to the world again. It turns out that blood is not the real key, but destruction is." "Jie Yan" stood up excitedly despite the pain, muttering to himself.

A few seconds later, he tried to run towards the "Net Hunting Shrine" to make a wish, but his injured ankle and thigh caused him to fall and he could not move forward any further.

He struggled and crawled forward, as if "hunting for the shrine" was the only purpose of his existence and the "flower of wish" worth pursuing.

However, when he looked up again, he found a scarlet blood net covering Dark Tillis and the shrine. After a brief silence, he heard the same voice full of hope and expectation.

"In the name of Dark Tillis, I pray to 'Andres's Wish', may the 'Wasteland Era' end, may there be no more despair and pain in the world, may humans and the Lost Ones finally live in a world where no one rules, no one is ruled, and all intelligent creatures are shrouded in peace. Let's look up at the stars together."