Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5161 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Sixty One) Move Your Legs

"What did the other party say?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I still couldn't hear clearly what the other party said, but I felt that it was talking about... eternal darkness." said the man.

"And you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I was naturally very... shocked." The man said, "So I asked... 'Eternal darkness?'"

"Any reaction from the other party?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I thought there would be no reaction, but... but... I heard the other party clearly say..." the man said, "He said 'yes'."

"How do you feel after hearing this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's even more painful... I even feel... it would be better to die immediately. That experience of being worse than death... is too... despairing." said the man.

When the Gray Hand Man heard the word "despair", he suddenly remembered the despair he felt in his heart during the time when that person was unable to communicate normally with others, but this thought was fleeting.

"Did you say anything?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I said it." The man said, "I said, why don't you just let me die."

"Where is the other party?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's as if it disappeared." said the man.

"No sound at all?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"That's right." The man said, "There is none left."

"What happened next?" the Gray Hand Man asked. "Then... I thought of... what I thought of before... Nirvana... eternal Nirvana." The man said.

"Did you say anything?" Gray Hands asked. Although he knew that the other party had said it at the time and he heard it, Gray Hands still asked this question because he wanted to hear him say it himself.

"I said, I could say I was shouting," the man said, "I said... I... I would rather have eternal... extinction."

The Gray Hand asked again: "Did you hear the other party's voice at this time?"

"No." The man said, "The other party... didn't make any... sound. I don't even know if the other party... is still there."

The Gray Hand Man said again: "Do you think the other party will feel cold?"

“That shouldn’t be the case…” the man said, “Maybe the other person is actually in a warm place… but… there’s something blocking him. Maybe there’s something between him and me… maybe… I’m covered somewhere… or… the other person is covered somewhere? No… it can’t be the last one… In this case… the only one who’s covered is someone like me… the one who’s being bullied, not the other person.”

"The one who was bullied?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The man said, "At that time... I... was obviously bullied... I was floating in the air... I couldn't see any light in the dark night... I... I was attacked by the cold... I wanted to run... but I couldn't run at all."

"Have you ever tried to run?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I tried. I tried... to move my legs," the man said.

"What's the result?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The result is... I was just... moving my legs in the air... stepping here, kicking there, but... I felt like I moved... I couldn't walk... I was just floating in the air... I couldn't step on anything. I even tried to stretch my feet to touch the ground... to see if there was ground below during that period of time."

“Can’t touch it either?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)