The voice couldn't do that, but he did have something for Jianming to choose from.

That is, fate.

"Your choices have far-reaching implications that go far beyond your own destiny. ”

"To wear the mask of death is to become death, and to wear the mask of life is to enable the life of those whom you wish to protect. ”

"Time has a fate, never by others, and now you also have the right to choose. ”

"What is your choice?"

After some self-conscious talk...... Jianming also began to think about himself in this time when he didn't know how long he could stop.

According to what the voice told him, there were two choices, but both came with a cost.

If you choose a silver mask yourself...... Then you will be able to live, but instead, you will be incarnated as a ...... Die?

Regardless of what the meaning of incarnation into death represented, now Jianming is thinking about another choice, a choice that Qingshan has already made.

If you choose the Golden Mask...... It means that he will die, depending on the situation, it should be that after choosing this answer, the sharp tentacles in front of him will penetrate his chest.

And after his own death...... The person you want to protect in your heart...... Will it have to survive?

No...... Even if it's someone you want to protect...... This kind of person doesn't exist, does it?

After all, in life, everyone is protecting themselves.

So, the choice is clear, is it life or death?

What will Jianming do? Will he die happily for the sake of the people around him?

(I promised myself...... Before understanding the right death...... I can't afford to lose anymore. ）

No, Jianming would not give up his life so easily.

What's more, there is no evidence to prove that other people in his eyes are 'people'.

Because everyone can know, all they can understand is their own mind and thoughts.

There is no evidence that others are also self-thinking beings.

They may be an illusion, a dream, a thin illusion that the world has arranged for you.

Isn't it?

When you react to those 'people', they react to you accordingly.

When you fall asleep, the whole world seems to stand still, and the next day, it all starts again.

And when you die............ For you, those 'people' will disappear.

To disappear is to die.

If you die, they will cease to exist.

Right.

There is no evidence in the world that anyone other than you is a 'human'.

For yourself, you are everything in this world.

Just when Jianming was still hesitating whether to choose the obvious option, what echoed in his mind were the words he had said on a date with his bosom friend.

【Jianming you...... Just like the protagonist in the book!]

The voice kept echoing in his mind, and gradually, Jianming even felt that the voice was close at hand, penetrating his heart.

As if hearing the voice of the person he liked, Jianming smiled slightly, and already had the answer in his heart.

(If you die like this, you will never see your soulmate again.) ）

(If the protagonist dies like this, the book will not be written.) ）

That's one, the exact opposite of Aoyama's answer.

"I want to survive. ”

The voice listened to the answer given by Jianming, and the voice was a little surprised and admired.

"Is this your choice: abandon your own end and put on the silver mask of death?"

"Are you willing to accept the consequences? incarnate death, glad to see death come to those beside you?"

Jianming's tone was a little disdainful, he didn't believe in the fate theory told by this pretending to be a ghost.

"Yes, you heard me very clearly. ”

For Jianming, there is no fate in the world, just who, when, and what he did.

..................

"Don't leave it at that, misguided heart. May you be able to appreciate the preciousness of loss in the bloody rain. ”

【Misguided Heart: Bloom!】

As soon as the words fell, the time that had just been paused seemed to have never happened, and the voice disappeared without a trace.

But the sharp tentacles in front of him were still stabbing straight towards Jianming's chest, and they had reached the edge of his clothes.

(bad...... ）

Just as Jianming came back to his senses and looked at the murder weapon that was about to penetrate him and kill him.

Suddenly, an old Buick rushed to the huge silver-white door. In an instant, the sound of explosions was incessant, and the flames were everywhere. Occupy the eyes of both of them.

The tentacles also cowered at the firelight, and it seemed that they had taken a lot of damage.

The two of them were watching the flaming flames and twisted tentacles dance wildly together.

A voice reached their ears.

That's a ...... A song hummed in a very old language.

mylovemadethesweetestcoffee~withnosugaratall~

(My beloved makes the sweetest coffee, but she doesn't add a little sugar.) ）

whenmyvoicebreaksonthissong~rememberoldlovegone~

(When my broken voice brings this ballad, it recalls that my old love is gone.) ）

The man didn't look at Jianming and Yuanshan, but just stared at the gate in front of him, the same scene as the fire hell.

The cross pendant on the man's chest shone brightly in the firelight.

He finally spoke.

"Sorry, I was a little late. ”

Say it's preparation...... But seeing that he was empty-handed, he must have done ............ I should have prepared mentally.

After staring directly at the door with a small crack open for a long time, Father Stella glanced at Jianming and Yuanshan, who were somewhat shocked by this Hollywood-like scene.

He opened his mouth to explain to them, "What you are dealing with is not good, especially what is in that door. ”

"It is a thing made up of infinite beings and selfs, in which all is and in which everything exists, before everything and after everything - that which does not exist only in a space-time continuum, but with the ultimate source that animates everything in the boundless sphere of all existence - in the end, it is a thing that has no limits and at the same time transcends all whimsy and mathematical logic and so on. ”

Just like not saying it, Jianming and Yuanshan didn't understand what Father Stella was trying to say.

All in all, the guy in that door is very bad, it's something they can feel instinctively.

Can...... Judging by his expression, the priest in front of him was also very bad.

But what the other party did just saved his life is also a fact.

Jianming was going to listen to what he wanted to do.

"That'...... What's that door?"

"Hmph. ”

Father Stella was a little dismissive, he remembered the sneer at the guy in front of him.

But Father Stella is like his mechanical body, and he doesn't take things emotionally.

"It is the door of truth, it contains everything in the world, as I said earlier, it contains it, and at the same time, it is itself. ”

With that, Father Stella once again took a closer look at the huge door that was three people tall.

I looked at it for a while...... He yelled again in a frenzy.

"O my God!! why ?? !??"

"Why do I believe in the sign inscribed on this door?!?

We look through Father Stella's crazy eyes.

In the middle of the silver-white gate, there is a small relief of a cross.

That's what Father Stella has always believed in, something he can give with his life.

If you look closely, there is a small symbol on the relief of the cross, just nearby. Apart from this symbol, the rest of the reliefs are still quite far from the cross.

It's a little distorted, but you can still see that it's a ...... A pattern consisting of two question marks and an exclamation mark.

But the three symbols share an ·, and they are set together in a triangular structure.

No one knows what the symbol means...... Even Father Stella himself didn't know what that meant.

Or ............ What people.

Father Stella suddenly went crazy, and realized that the tentacles were constantly regenerating, beginning to devour the flames and the metal of the scrapped car.

Sensing that time was pressing, Won-sun immediately tried to wake up the mad priest in his thoughts.

"Donor, what are you going to do, what are you going to do now?"

Father Stella, who had noticed that someone was talking to him, finally came to his senses and turned to look at Won-sun with that look of disbelief.

"That door represents everything in the world, and we can't destroy it. ”

Jianming was a little anxious, could it be ...... Is it really so desperate? Are you really so small?

"So what should I do? Just watch the guy in the door come out and take the whole world for himself?"

Father Stella straightened his clothes and spat out a word in a serious voice, a very strong one. That word stands for rejection.

"No!"

"There's no way we can destroy it, and there's no way to defeat what's in that door. ”

"Then there is only one thing we can do......"

What is it? What else can the three of them do in the face of this tremendous pressure and overwhelming disadvantage?

Father Stella was silent for a long time, as if he was brewing something.

His breathing rhythm was rhythmic, and he pulled to the bottom with every inhale and exhale.

"When that door is fully opened, the world will be turned into hell. ”

"So...... Now there's only one thing we can do. ”

"We take it ............ Closed. ”

Closing a door is very simple.

But the gate was no ordinary door.

He's huge, not to mention the heavy guards.

How can such a door that Yuanshan and Jianming can't do closely?

Besides...... Even if you have access to that door, how do you close it?

A guarantee that can be done...... Nowhere does it exist.