All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

"Take a look."

The clown spread his hands, his tone full of playful pleasure.

"This is my game."

"I don't need to kill anyone."

"I only need to quietly change a person's heart."

"Make the most clear-headed people indifferent, and the most righteous people do evil."

"The most terrible death for you humans is never from the hands of the uncanny."

"He died from his own choice."

Su Qing completely broke down, tears streaming down her face, and screamed:

"Ning Ye! Wake up! You've been influenced! This isn't your thought!"

"You know perfectly well she's innocent! You know perfectly well we can wait! We can fight again!"

"Don't be fooled! Don't turn into a monster!"

Ning Ye looked up at her, his gaze still calm, even carrying a hint of slight confusion.

"I wasn't scammed."

"I see it more clearly than anyone else."

"Su Qing, you're too emotional."

"It's your soft heart that's dragging down everyone's chances of survival."

"If someone has to die."

"Then let's eliminate this only hidden danger."

Every word he uttered was logically flawless.

Yet every word exudes a cold, distorted quality, as if it had been contaminated.

He thought he was trying to survive rationally.

Little did he know that his rationality had already become a tool for the evil god's slaughter.

"No...that's not how it is..."

Nancy shook her head, crying, and stood in front of Su Qing, looking timidly at Ning Ye.

"Brother Ningye...you weren't like this before..."

"You will protect the weak...you will save the good people..."

"Please change back soon..."

Ning Ye looked at Nancy, whose eyes were brimming with tears, but his expression did not soften in the slightest.

In the past, he couldn't bear to see Nancy cry.

But now, the tenderness in my heart has completely died out.

"Nancy, don't cry."

"I'm saving you."

"I am saving us all."

"You'll understand once you survive."

His tone was gentle, as if he were comforting a child.

It was possible to do it, but it was chillingly cold.

One minute and twenty seconds.

The countdown continues relentlessly.

Time is running out for everyone.

Deep in the stairwell, the thin, transparent thread tied to the little girl's back began to tremble slightly.

Wisps of black energy flowed slowly back along the thin lines, seeping into the little girl's back.

Her pale face began to faintly turn a strange bluish-black.

An unconscious, ferocious curve slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The recovery has already begun.

"Look."

The clown spoke at the opportune moment, his voice carrying a seductive chill.

"She's starting to wake up."

"Your kindness is about to kill you."

"Ning Ye, you are very smart."

"You are more clear-headed than they are."

Make your choice.

"Kill her, the game is over, and everyone survives."

"Hesitate for a second, and three corpses appear."

Su Qing hugged the little girl tightly in her arms, and screamed hysterically:

"Ning Ye! No! I beg you! Don't hit me!"

"She was just a child! She was a victim! You killed her, your life is ruined!"

"You will live with guilt forever! You will become a monster!"

Ning Ye took a slow step.

Step by step.

His steps were steady, neither hurried nor frantic.

Each step landed steadily, as if heading towards a predetermined ending.

"I won't."

He spoke calmly.

"I'm just trying to survive."

"In the Ghost City, survival is the only justice."

This statement completely exposed his corrupted nature.

He no longer distinguishes between good and evil.

No longer revering life.

In his current understanding, everything that hinders survival must be eliminated.

It's not about right or wrong, it's about life and death.

"You've been brainwashed! You've been completely brainwashed!"

As Su Qing watched Ning Ye approach step by step, the fear in her heart far exceeded that she felt when facing any evil spirit.

It is only natural for evil spirits to kill people.

But Ning Ye's killings represent a collapse of morale.

It was these survivors in dire straits who finally saw their last glimmer of hope extinguished.

"Get out of the way, Su Qing."

Ning Ye stood two meters away from her, his eyes calm and unwavering.

I don't want to hurt you.

"Don't block the way."

"I don't!"

Su Qing held the little girl in her arms tightly, her body trembling slightly, but she stubbornly refused to give an inch.

"If you're going to kill her, kill me first!"

"I will never allow you to harm an innocent child!"

Ning Ye frowned slightly, a faint hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

This was his only emotional fluctuation at that moment.

"You're asking for it."

Four cold words, falling lightly.

To Su Qing, those words felt like an eternity of ice piercing her heart.

Ning Ye, who once fought with all his might to protect his teammates and would rather get injured himself than harm the innocent.

Now, in order to survive, they are willing to eliminate their teammates as well.

How terrifying is the pollution of the subconscious mind.

It did not change Ning Ye's personality.

It simply stole his kindness quietly.

"Ning Ye... turn around..."

Su Qing wept uncontrollably, making a final plea to stay.

"We'll face this together! Even if we die, the three of us will die together! At least we'll die with dignity!"

"We don't need to live on the blood of innocent people!"

Ning Ye shook his head, his tone utterly indifferent:

"Being too open and honest won't save you from death."

"If you die, you lose everything."

"Only by living can you have everything."

One cent.

The countdown has officially entered its final minute!

The thin lines on the little girl's back trembled more and more violently, and the black aura emanating from her body grew thicker and thicker.

Her fingers began to curl and twitch unconsciously.

The next second, she will open her eyes and transform back into the monstrous child who slaughters all living beings.

The clown's laughter grew increasingly manic, echoing wildly in the darkness:

"Let's do it, Ning Ye."

"Tell them just how fragile human kindness really is."

"Tell them that conscience is worthless in the face of absolute survival."

Ning Ye no longer hesitated.

He raised his hand, his movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

There was no struggle, no pain, and no hand tremors throughout the entire process.

Completely corrupted by his subconscious, he was left with only the purest survival instinct.

"don't want--!!!"

Su Qing screamed in anguish.

Nancy covered her eyes in terror and broke down crying, "No! Don't die! Brother Ningye, no!"

The mournful cries filled the entire corridor.

But Ning Ye's movements did not stop at all.

He made a move.

Clean, efficient, and decisive.

puff-

The faint sound of flesh being pierced was still clear and jarring amidst the cacophony of cries.

For an instant.

All sound abruptly ceased.

The sounds of crying, wind, countdown, and clowns laughing.

All gone!

The entire world fell into a deathly silence!

Time seemed to stand still completely.

Su Qing's body stiffened, her pupils completely dilated, and tears still clung to her cheeks, but she could no longer shed a single drop.

The little girl in his arms suddenly jolted.

Then, I completely relaxed.

The thin, transparent thread that had been floating on her back instantly broke, shattered, and vanished into nothingness.

The black aura surrounding her vanished completely in an instant.

All the eeriness, all the resurgence, all the source of killing, have been reduced to nothing.

She completely transformed back into that innocent, weak, and tormented ordinary little girl.

forever.

He will never wake up again.

"You...you really did it..."

Su Qing's voice was hoarse and broken, as if her soul had been torn apart.

She dared not lower her head, dared not look at the child in her arms.

I can't believe it, the most gentle, most righteous, and most reliable Ning Ye.

He actually killed an innocent child with his own hands.

He truly crushed the last vestiges of kindness in everyone.

Nancy collapsed to the ground, her small body convulsing violently, tears streaming silently down her face.

The extreme fear and despair completely crushed her young mind.

Ning Ye withdrew his hand, his fingertips stained with warm, scarlet blood.

He glanced down, his eyes remaining completely calm.

I feel no guilt.

No regrets.

There is no pain.

There was only a cold, settled calm.

"Crisis averted."

He spoke slowly, his tone calm and composed.

"We survived."

At that moment, the clown's maniacal laughter exploded, resounding throughout the heavens and earth!

Hahaha! ! !

"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!"

"Perfect completion!!"

"I always said, the human subconscious is the easiest thing to manipulate!"

The clown clapped wildly, his scarlet mouth stretching almost to his ears, his eyes filled with ultimate satisfaction.

"Do you think fear can drive people insane?"

"ridiculous!"

"What truly destroys humanity is never the fear we face!"

"It's a subtle distortion in the subconscious!"

"It's about making you commit heinous acts with your own hands while you're fully conscious and rational!"

"Ning Ye!"

The clown stared intently at him, his tone both mocking and cruel.

"congratulations."

"You won the game."

"And you've completely lost yourself."

"From the moment you took that action, the kindness in your heart died completely."

"You saved your life, but you became my perfect puppet."

Su Qing suddenly looked up, staring intently at Ning Ye's indifferent expression, tears streaming down her face.

"Is he telling the truth...?"

"You've been corrupted... You've been controlled by its subconscious from beginning to end..."

"You're not doing this to save your life... you're being forced to lose your humanity..."

Upon hearing this, Ning Ye slightly raised his eyes.

He still felt no malice and noticed nothing unusual.

In his completely distorted perception, he believed he had simply made the most correct, rational, and appropriate choice.

"I was not manipulated."

He retorted calmly, his tone firm.

"I just came to terms with reality."

"In the Ghost City, kindness is tantamount to self-destruction."

At this moment, Su Qing was utterly desperate.

She finally understood completely.

The most terrifying form of spiritual pollution from evil gods is never instilling fear, trembling, madness, or loss of control.

Instead, it silently seeps into your subconscious.

They will distort your right and wrong, and overturn your good and evil.

It makes you rational, clear-headed, and logically sound in order to commit evil yourself.

It makes you believe you're standing in the light even though you've already fallen into the abyss.

The black mist in the corridor slowly dissipated, and the light of dawn shone down once more.

The crisis was completely resolved, and the game was successfully completed.

They survived.

Of the three, the strongest, most clear-headed, and most righteous was the pillar of humanity.

He died forever before this dawn.