I am the savior, but I am being asked by Alicia and the others to pay me back.

The aftermath of the battle came again, and this time, the strong wind directly blew up the red sand under Ye Ming's feet.

Just as he was considering whether to join the battle, the light of the Void Wanzang suddenly engulfed the battlefield, and the huge impact wiped out all the void creations around it.

The originally noisy imaginary space returned to silence, and Otto's staggering figure gradually emerged in the red smoke.

"Why...are you here?"

Seeing Ye Ming in front of him, Otto widened his eyes in shock.

Covered in blood, he looked very weak, and under the erosion of black veins, he looked somewhat similar to Ye Ming.

"I want to ask you the same question."

"Hehe, it looks like... you're not here to stop me."

Ye Ming's confusion made Otto feel much more at ease. He pressed the wound on his chest and walked slowly towards Ye Ming... to be exact, towards the tree of imaginary numbers behind them.

"I will deceive the world and its rules in an instant, and create new possibilities for Kallen in the past."

"As for this plan... since you have investigated me several times, you should be familiar with it, right?"

Just as Otto said, both of them had researched each other's information. Although they couldn't say they knew each other inside and out, they could understand each other's thoughts.

However, Ye Ming did not expect that Otto would expand his plan to the imaginary space and even attack the imaginary tree.

"What about you? Ye Ming? Do you have anything to do here?"

Otto, who was about to step into the grave, had already reached the state of mind of no thoughts, but the appearance of Ye Ming really exceeded his entire budget.

So much so that he, whose mind was originally filled with only Karin, now became even more curious.

"I've done similar things to you before. Now, I just want to make sure my efforts are not in vain."

Although the methods and principles are different, Ye Ming's purpose is almost the same as Otto's.

"Really? Haha..."

Otto couldn't help laughing:

"You see...we do look alike, don't we?"

"..."

Ye Ming did not deny it, but he didn't want to admit it either.

"If we had a little more time, maybe we could cooperate."

"cooperate?"

Ye Ming looked at Otto with complicated eyes and said:

"Many of the tragedies I tried so hard to rewrite bear your signature."

“Hahahaha… cough cough…”

Otto laughed so hard that blood spattered out of his mouth.

"So I'm the villain and you're the hero."

At this point, Otto's tone became very low:

"But what the hero failed to do should be left to the villains to deal with."

After he finished speaking, Otto ignored Ye Ming and walked straight towards the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

He wanted to take his own meanness to the grave, both for Kallen's light and to give himself an explanation for his sins.

"What if... I do it?"

At that moment, Otto stopped.

That was the first time in these long yet short five hundred years that he stopped to chase Kallen.

But Otto did not turn around. He still faced his long-cherished wish and Kallen.

The two men stood back to back, looking in opposite directions, in a space filled with red sand.

The distinctive composition makes Otto and Ye Ming look so similar... yet completely opposite.

"I will turn this imperfect story into what I want it to be, no matter what the cost."

"Really……"

The corners of Otto's mouth slightly raised, and before he was about to disappear, he left his final farewell in a weak voice:

"I'll be waiting for you at the end of hell."

Then, in a soft light, Otto's presence disappeared without a trace.

Ye Ming did not stop either. The two people who had the same destination in different ways ended up going in opposite directions, and the distance between them became farther and farther.

Click, click...

The sound of feet stepping on the red desert is particularly obvious and rhythmic in the silent environment.

The audience watching the video feels like they are experiencing ASMR (auditory massage).

It is also because of this that when the footsteps stopped and the rhythm was interrupted, countless people were shocked.

"!!!"

As if he had noticed something, Ye Ming suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and his body began to tremble unnaturally.

There was a feeling that Ye Ming was extremely familiar with, acting recklessly behind his back.

——Ye Ming...

Just when everyone didn't know what was going on, a word from the system made everyone hold their breath.

——It’s coming.

The moment I looked back, time seemed to freeze.

In Ye Ming's eyes, an overly huge figure gradually became clear.

It is such a mad creature, an unspeakable abomination!

The nightmare-like body was taller than the tree of imaginary numbers, and its horrible "flesh" was covered with broken eyes.

It clings to the tree of imaginary numbers, wriggling, twisting, and expanding, covering every world bubble.

430. The Cursed Fear

It's not dirty, nor is it filled with rotten organs and pieces of flesh like in horror movies, and there's not even a trace of blood.

On the contrary, that semi-fluid body exudes a creepy sense of holiness all the time.

Oh no……

This thing is more outrageous than any description in words. In comparison, the most terrifying creations of nature seem gentle and lovely.

That is the real horror.

The horror it reveals is not even half as great as the nightmares that plague a twisted madman throughout his life.

[I…I don’t feel well]

[My heart is hurting, I can’t breathe]

I thought I had high blood pressure.

[I didn’t feel sick at all, but I just felt anxious]

[Completely different from those disgusting pictures on the Internet]

Even if it’s just a video, even if it’s across a screen, even if it’s in the open public environment of the Internet, even if there are so many viewers watching it with you…

But even so, the oppressive feeling as if someone was grabbing the heart was still transmitted to everyone through electromagnetic waves.

The images that invade the brain through the visual nerves are like a swimming dragon, uncontrollably stirring people's fragile nerves and implanting fear into the deepest part of the soul.

"This is... the guy who has been trying to wipe me out?"

Ye Ming only felt a chill on his back, his scalp tingling, cold sweat dripping down his face, and his heart beating wildly as if it was about to burst.

The medium of video, at the end of the day, is still stories told by other people.

No matter how much you feel involved, the feelings of the people you see will never be one thousandth of those of the real people who have experienced it.

In other words, the audience's fear multiplied a thousand times is what Ye Ming felt at this moment.

"..."

The frightened creature did not notice Ye Ming. It was perched on the tree of imaginary numbers, using its semi-fluid body...

Monitor, sort, fiddle with, and lick every bubble of the world.

Suddenly, it discovered the new buds that Otto had let grow from the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, and thousands of broken eyes instantly gathered into a huge eyeball.

The gaze directed at that new branch was filled with blasphemy beyond human imagination.

It seems that as long as one looks into it, this great structure of the human brain will fall into tragic madness.

Ironically, perhaps to it, what Otto did was the real blasphemy.

"!!!"

The huge eyeball obviously had a sharper observation ability than before. Just when this frightened creature was about to investigate the somewhat abrupt branch...

It suddenly saw something that attracted its attention more than what Otto did - Ye Ming who was standing not far away.

Under that terrifying gaze, Ye Ming's figure seemed extremely small, but to Ye Ming, the other party's blasphemous gaze was as big as the sun.

"Damn...I can't stop shaking."

At this point, no matter what Ye Ming faces, he will not feel the slightest fear.

The belief called courage has already emerged from the madness.

Yes, emotionally speaking, the fear had long been crushed by his obsession with redeeming the one he loved.

In that case, there is only one explanation for the body shaking...

That is a fear that comes from biological instinct and is not affected by emotions, and there is no antidote called courage.

Just like a bird seeing a meteorite falling from the sky, just like creatures on the ground seeing a volcano erupting...

Even without relevant knowledge and experience, as a living being, instinct will convey the command to escape through fear.

"Are you kidding..."

After realizing this, burning anger rushed into Ye Ming's heart.

Forcefully drove the fear... the instinct of the creature out of every nerve.

"I will let you know now who is the one being targeted."

In an instant, Ye Ming removed all restrictions, and surging energy burst out through the lines all over his body.

The originally black hair was dyed silver-white, as if reflecting the white snow in the moonlight, and the pair of black pupils also fell into blood, flashing like rubies with a fire that was enough to pierce the darkness.

The red sand on the surface was pushed away by the impact brought by Ye Ming, forming a vacuum zone with a radius of ten meters.

Not only that, the excessive amount of energy even exceeded the limit of his body and shot out from Ye Ming's back...

It condensed into messy and white wings of light like a circuit board, and an incomplete and deformed snow-white halo appeared above his head.

Seeing this, all the girls in the studio showed expressions of sudden enlightenment:

"You said before... that when all the power is activated, strange things will grow. Is this what you mean?"

"It's amazing that you still remember it. That was a foreshadowing from a long time ago, right?" Ye Ming was very surprised.

"I don't want to miss a single detail about you."

Keqing's speech was unanimously agreed by everyone.

"Cough cough..."

The overly straightforward confession made Ye Ming a little shy. He coughed twice and then changed the subject:

"Correct that a little bit."

"This is indeed the limit of the power of countless artificial stigmata..."

"But it's not my limit."

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