Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 572 The God of "Radishes"

Above the pitch-black clock, werewolves and clock-shaped monsters roamed amidst the onslaught of the surrounding wave army.

They weren't as invincible as Radish; if they let themselves be focused down, they wouldn't fare well. Fortunately, Radish's over-the-top performance had drawn away a lot of troops; otherwise, the two of them would have had a real headache facing such a force directly.

In particular, the Ancient Bell had to guard against the Tide Army, deal with the Wolf Mother, and most importantly, keep an eye on the Black World invasion process guided by its bell tolls.

However, the situation is not optimistic for any of these three sides.

Especially regarding the invasion of the Black World, the progress has been blocked and suppressed by the sea of ​​flowers spreading from the radish, and it hasn't increased for half a day.

That creation by the native inhabitants of this world is way too exaggerated!?
Single-handedly, he stopped the invasion of the dark world and brutally defeated the white world's surging army...

If it were a spokesperson, then the ancient bell would be more acceptable, but the problem is that it isn't!
The wolf mother, clinging to the surface of the clock, suddenly twitched her nose and abruptly turned her head to look at the Wave Army's spaceship with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

As the offensive of the surrounding Wave Army slowed down, most of the Wave Army troops began to retreat.

"What's going on?!" Gu Zhong was already feeling overwhelmed by everything going wrong.

The wolf mother cursed, "Fool! That thing that didn't launch at first is going to be activated again!"

Many members of the Tide Army are retreating. If they do not return to the shield field of the Heavenly Book before the World Bleaching Program is activated, they will perish with this world.

After a brief hesitation, the wolf mother leaped and pounced on the Heavenly Book.

But before they could even get close to the Heavenly Book, they were stopped by the surrounding Tide Army. There were still quite a few members of the Tide Army who would rather die than compromise their principles of pure whiteness.

The pressure on the ancient bell decreased sharply as the wolf mother's center of gravity shifted, and it returned to the top of the bell to accumulate power once again.

It glanced once more at the sea of ​​flowers below.

Very good. When two birds fight, the old man benefits. The indigenous creations drove the lamplighter to the brink, but the lamplighter's desperate outburst also restrained the indigenous creations.

The time is now!

Ring the bell!

Thump—thump—thump—!
Three bells rang in succession.

The black encroachment suddenly increased significantly, and the flower sea, which had been in a stalemate, began to shrink under the pressure of the black.

The radish, which was originally resisting the heavy pressure exerted by Chi Nianwang, shuddered as the bell rang. Now the sea of ​​flowers and the radish were connected, so the suppression of the sea of ​​flowers was roughly equivalent to the radish being affected.

With a violent jolt, Radish's knees were pressed to the ground.

Chi Nianwang gasped for breath, blood streaming from his severed arm, his eyes wide as he stared at Luo Bo: "You're very strong. If there were only one side, black or white, you might have been able to stop one of us. But you chose to block both at once..."

radish:"……"

"It would be a shame to die here like this. You are a sentient being with your own intelligence, and you should want to live, right? You can return my book to me, and I can relieve the pressure. I am already at my limit, and after getting the book, I can do nothing but relieve the pressure. At that time, you can even seize the opportunity to execute me directly. Or, you can use your speed to hide in my spaceship and avoid the fate of being buried with this world."

It was at this final moment that Chi Nianwang spoke up to persuade them.

"I can no longer record this world, but you have seen most of my records. And you yourself are an incomparably glorious record of this world. It is a pity that I cannot record you in my own hand. But... Creator, you can live! You should live. Lamplighters like me are just one of many in Dadu, of no value in being recorded, but you are unique to your world. You, who surpass the lamplighters, are equally radiant in Dadu! You should not die here. Take my records and your own records with you."

"Beep beep..." Radish made a sound, struggling to lift its head towards Chi Nianwang.

Whoosh!
A blurry image burst forth from the radish. Although it became indistinct due to the pressure as soon as it appeared, the distance was more than enough.

The black spear tip pierced Chi Nianwang's chest, and the afterimage vanished in an instant after delivering the fatal blow.

Chi Nianwang coughed up blood, glanced down at the fatal wound in his chest, and couldn't help but smile: "Hahahaha! As expected of you! Yes, that's why you have the... value to be recorded..."

After saying that, his body crashed backward, turning into a pile of pure white particles that spread in all directions.

The man died, but the book of records still exists. It did not disappear because of the lamplighter's death, and the heavy pressure it exerted will not be relieved for a while.

The radish was already immobilized.

The surroundings seemed to fall silent in an instant.

The radish knelt amidst the sea of ​​flowers, and for a moment, it seemed as if it had returned to its military career with its old partner.

It was a field of flowers, and Radish squatted in it, seeing the rural village he had passed through during the War of Division. In the tranquil flower field, in front of Radish, the silhouette of old Hydwin was still clear.

The once proud and confident figure gradually bent over and became unsteady on its feet.

Radish reached out, instinctively wanting to call out to the figure that was getting further and further away. It was a mechanical doll that wouldn't die as long as its parts were properly maintained, but…

The mind doll has also imagined its own death.

They are also chasing their own death.

And quietly wait for that day.

Radish's hand suddenly trembled, and the receding figure before his eyes gradually blurred, transforming into a figure walking towards him. After Radish realized this, the figure changed from walking to running and reached out its hand to him as well.

However, the doll's death won't happen today. "Radish!"

Rabbi grasped Radish's hand.

"Beep beep..." Radish responded somewhat blankly.

The rabbi immediately took out a small gear in his hand, which was a symbol of gears, or more accurately, a symbol of machinery: "Got it!"

"Beep beep..." Radish reached out and took it, but instead of looking at the gears, he gently covered Rabbi's head with his hand.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Rabbi was stunned, feeling a bit surprised.

Radish gently shook his head, then placed the gear on his chest.

Instantly, it felt much lighter, and the heavy pressure on its body disappeared.

It took Rabbi's hand and stood up again.

White began to stain the sky, and black gradually covered the earth.

Radish saw Zheng Fan standing in front of him and Rabbi with his hands in his pockets. Zheng Fan was also looking at the changes in the sky. He noticed Radish's gaze and then turned his attention back to the sky.

Seemingly sensing Luo Bo's current mood, Zheng Fan gave a kind smile: "Go ahead."

“Beep…”

When black and white simultaneously fill the world.

Kara.

The sound of gears turning echoed through everything once more.

The ancient bell discovered that its large bell was no longer shaking, and no matter how much force was used to strike it, no sound would be produced. The Heavenly Book was thrown into chaos, as the entire spaceship had simply "shut down."

The gear rotates and expands, and the six-pointed star formed by two golden triangles includes the gear.

At the center of the gear, a red eye seemed to open, containing an endless vortex of data that took in everything around it.

Ancient Bell, and the Wave Army on the Heavenly Book, all saw this figure that seemed to be directly imprinted in their minds.

The Lord of the World, the Awakened Foundation of the World.

Or to put it simply and colloquially—God.

Everything returned to nothingness, revealing a pitch-black background.

Bleaching loses its purpose, and the black world returns to its base color.

The ancient bell stared in disbelief at this scene, witnessing something greater than its representative. It wanted to do something more, but found that its own bell, and indeed itself, had begun to disintegrate.

Along with this "mechanical world" that disintegrated in an instant.

The same thing happened with the Tian Shu Hao.

Faced with such immense power, these two colossal creatures appeared so insignificant.

Under the gaze of many, filled with shock and fear, the self-destructing world began to reassemble. The pitch-black background seemed to be repainted with other colors by a masterful paintbrush.

They should be filled with gratitude and tears, for they were able to witness, at the very last moment, the destruction and rebirth of a world in a very short period of time.

Without a sound, the ancient bell and the celestial horn remained silent amidst this magnificent landscape, passing away in silence.

……

In an unknown moment, the world was destroyed, and then it was reborn.

Only the people of Jilei City felt it deeply; for them, the long, dark night had finally come to a close.

After a long while, some curious people cautiously came to the outside of the city, only to be shocked to find that the endless blackness between Ji Lei City and the distant, taboo Hakchu mine was no longer there.

Instead, wildflowers bloom all over the mountains and fields in this cold season.

Sunlight streamed through the clouds.

Radish strolled slowly through the sea of ​​flowers, watching the petals dance with the butterflies in the wind.

After walking around for a while, the mechanical doll dressed in a worn-out old-fashioned military overcoat gently sat down in the sea of ​​flowers.

Butterflies and birds climbed onto his body, and flowers fell on his clothes, which had emerged from the flames of war.

This scene was forever recorded by Ji Leicheng.

It should also be remembered by the world.

(End of this chapter)