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

"Ye Ming, the reason I asked you to come here, besides what I just said, is most importantly... I want to entrust the lives of Ying and Inazuma to you."

It was precisely because he might never be able to pursue the beauty of the person named Ye Ming again that Zhen mustered up the courage to say those obscure yet bold words to Ye Ming just now.

"You are strong enough to carry out this mission. Most importantly... you are the only one who can persuade Ying to stop when she becomes stubborn."

"Wait, what if I go with you? Or...what if Shadow goes with you?"

"No, Inazuma's safety is more important than mine. I must prioritize protecting the people here."

"In other words, as long as you can ensure Inazuma's safety, you can let me or the shadow go with you, right?"

"Ye Ming...what on earth are you..."

If someone else said this, I would just think that they are trying to show off.

But Ye Ming's eyes made Zhen feel that... not only did he know everything, but he even came here for this purpose.

"I will prove to you that Inazuma is strong enough to protect herself."

After saying this, Ye Ming left the castle tower.

In order to strengthen the Inazuma defense line, he rushed to the location that Tengu had marked for him before.

Just as Tengu had said, this abandoned shrine, facing the forest and backed by the sea, was cold and damp, with no sunlight coming in. It was indeed worthy of attention.

(Voice) "According to the intelligence, this is the last one."

"!?"

Less than a hundred meters away from the shrine, Ye Ming, who was surveying and moving slowly forward, suddenly heard a voice.

"Who is speaking?"

Ye Ming shouted like this, but did not get any response from anyone.

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114. That is not the beginning of despair, but the process of

(Voice) "According to the intelligence, this is the last one."

This was not Ye Ming's inner voice, but a strange sound he heard in the dark woods near the shrine.

The timbre of the voice sounds very distorted, but the words are very clear. One can only hear the content but cannot recognize the identity of the owner of the voice.

"Is anyone there?"

After shouting and getting no response, Ye Ming had no choice but to continue moving forward. But before he had gone far, he heard the same voice again:

(Voice) "As long as the troops are deployed properly, Inazuma will be able to hold the line."

"?"

The strange sound always sounded very close, so Ye Ming couldn't help but shouted:

"Since you and I have the same goal, show yourself. We are not enemies!"

"..."

However, this time the call was answered with silence again.

"What on earth is this sound?"

Ye Ming did not continue to move forward, but instead looked around. However, there was no one here, not to mention people, not even an animal could be seen.

(Voice) "Damn it! The pressure is still too great! We must get all the locations right!"

As he got closer to the shrine, the voice from before appeared in Ye Ming's ears again.

But this time he no longer doubted whether there was someone around him, but remained silent and continued forward.

(Voice) "Kage, Shin... and Saimiya and Chiyo, next time! I will definitely find a way to rewrite everyone's ending!"

When he was less than 20 meters away from the shrine, Ye Ming, who was enduring the strange sounds, saw the overall appearance of the shrine.

Apart from the feeling of being shabby and a little decayed, this place is not much different from other shrines. The only thing that concerns Ye Ming is...

There were papers scattered everywhere inside and outside the shrine, and it looked like they were sealing something.

When Ye Ming walked to the entrance of the shrine, he quickly discovered that what was written on the paper were ordinary words, not any spells.

At the same time, that voice echoed in my ears again:

(voice) "That's right! As long as I eliminate the mistakes little by little and write down the correct answers, one day, I will be able to do it perfectly!"

"..."

Ever since the voice just called out Zhen and Ying's names, Ye Ming already had a guess in his mind.

Now that they had arrived at the gate of the shrine, the originally distorted sound became normal and clear, making Ye Ming even more certain:

The owner of that voice... is himself.

"In the end what happened?"

Such a strange scene made Ye Ming feel a chill down his spine.

He picked up the papers scattered around the shrine. The contents written on them were just like the voice he had just heard, all in a row:

"No, that's not right! The appearance of the abyss is under control. I made a mistake in my calculations. There must be some way to save it!"

Ye Ming continued to move forward and walked into the courtyard of the shrine. On the scattered papers there, it was written:

"There are only a few ways to group people. I'm about to... I'm about to try it out... the answer that will save everyone!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew through the shrine and into the dilapidated hall with missing roof and tiles, causing all the papers inside to fly.

But when Ye Ming approached, his vision turned scarlet.

Because the contents on those papers were not written in black ink, but in blood.

Ye Ming picked up a piece of paper that was blown by the wind, and then saw the horrifying contents written on it...

Failed failed ...

The bloody facts filled all the pages, those distorted words screamed, howled, wailed, and howled...

All of Ye Ming's memories that were scattered at various time points and had not yet been completely sorted out were penetrated into his mind.

"I've tried everything... I've tried every permutation and combination."

"The final result is the same, the only difference is the people who are lost each time."

"Ma, Ying, Saimiya, Chiyo and the others... I can't find an ending where everyone survives together."

At that moment, Shin fell in the filth, Saigū was torn apart by the darkness, Chiyo was corroded by the filth and turned into a terrible monster, Ying shed tears of blood in despair...

These scenes replayed over and over again, over and over again... echoing in Ye Ming's mind.

It was not just a visual impact. Ye Ming's ears were also lingering with the miserable cries of countless people and the sound of evil creatures grinding their teeth and sucking blood.

And... the thing that Ye Ming couldn't accept the most was the plea from the two sisters:

"Please protect the living beings on that land on my behalf."

"You clearly said that you would bring my sister back..."

Such voices, along with their unwilling eyes, became the most tragic part of Ye Ming's memory.

"Ha ha……"

The strong feeling of suffocation made Ye Ming feel as if he was drowning. No matter how hard he breathed, he could not improve the symptoms of hypoxia.

He accidentally fell and sat on the papers that were blown up by the wind. At a glance, it was another endless "failure".

"The scope and duration of the abyss are more terrifying than imagined."

"No one can escape this disaster..."

“No matter what plans are devised, they cannot make up for the absolute disadvantage.”

Ye Ming kept rubbing his temples, fearing that the restless blood would cause his blood vessels to burst.

Although he had not suffered any external injuries, Ye Ming could still feel the piercing pain...

It was as if his nerves were pulled out, ravaged, and then stuffed back into this seemingly intact body.

"I've been selfish."

"For them, I am even ready to give up Inazuma and the countless lives that have been swallowed by the darkness."

“I just want to take them home.”

"But even so...even so..."

I didn't have the slightest desire to cry, but the intense pain in the corners of my eyes made the tears fall uncontrollably.

The self in memory and Ye Ming at this moment sighed in despair at the same time:

"Can't win, can't win at all!"

His fingers left bloody marks on the paper filled with the battle plan.

"It's not about defeating anyone, but about protecting people in different situations..."

"Such a goal has met the most incompatible opponent."

It was also at this moment that Ye Ming finally understood why the images representing different time nodes in the Time Corridor had become distorted, broken and filthy.

It was an irreversible tragedy imprinted in time after countless attempts and countless failures.

115. Closer to success than the last time you came closest

The filth of the abyss and the evil it brings with it are much weaker in individual strength than the Herrscher.

There is no need for gods. Any warrior with a little strength can win in a moment of confrontation.

But… the filth of the abyss is endless and omnipresent.

Even though they are small individuals, the filth exists in groups numbering in the hundreds of millions, or even tens of billions.

They are like passing locusts, and their density is thousands of times more terrifying than a locust swarm.

In this case, it is not difficult to kill a few locusts, but if you want to protect your crops from their mouths...

[How is that possible! ]

[Just thinking about it makes my legs go weak]

[So the task of protecting the 11th floor of the Abyss is more difficult than the time-limited killing task on the 12th floor]

[It’s so difficult in the game, how desperate must the real situation be]

[I never knew what it was like to write with tears and blood before, but now I understand]

[I really don’t know what Ye Ming’s mental state was like when he wrote the blood letter]

[I just saw the screen full of red words, and I was so scared that I almost threw my phone away]

The scarlet "failure" on the screen obviously left a huge psychological shadow on the audience, but the impact was too strong at the time and they didn't have time to post comments.

After understanding the situation Ye Ming had to face, everyone left messages, some expressing heartache, some expressing fear.

"There must be...some other way."

Ye Ming gritted his teeth and endured the endless despair and resumed thinking.

His bloodshot eyes were proof that he had forced his brain into overdrive.

"If we can find the time when we were closest to success and then optimize the details, maybe we can..."

In order to find the optimal solution, Ye Ming kept recalling those memories that were far more terrifying than nightmares.

The stress response to psychological trauma was triggered again and again, but he still tried hard to recall every detail.

Even though the way everyone died was so clear, even though the cries of Zhen and Ying were so close...

Ye Ming was still gritting his teeth and thinking, trying to find a ray of light from the dark memories.

"The closest we came to success was when we had the people of Inazuma gather in one place for refuge, and let Ying accompany Shin to Kanreya, while I and the others guarded Inazuma together."