"Are you saying that he had expected to die when he saw us, or that he had designed all of this?" Qi Yan asked.

"Could it be that everything that is happening now is actually in the script of the abandonment?"

I couldn't help but fight a cold war, if it was really Alger who deliberately designed me to kill him, then why? What will happen if I kill him?

"What will happen to the lone spirits who die under the power of the Children of Darkness?" I gasped and asked Qi Yan in a low voice.

"Legend has it that the lone spirit who dies at the hands of the Child of Darkness will become a part of its power, and if that lone spirit chooses to sacrifice all of himself to the Blood Flower, then a small part of him will remain in the body of the Child of Darkness." Qi Yan replied.

I am reminded of the words that Abandon Yu said before he died, "At the same time that you are destroying others, you are also destroying yourself", who is this sentence for? If it had been premeditated, there must have been someone else he wanted to listen to, and it should be someone he hated to the core.

I think back to the details before he died, and he seems to be venting the hatred in his heart, a hatred that has been accumulated in his heart for many years, but he also feels happy, and seems to have foreseen his success. Yes, this happiness does not come from liberation, but from the fact that he seems to feel that he will inevitably achieve his goal. So, could I be the means to his ends?

"Then I'll go back to the Dead Sea to see what this abandonment wants to do."

My voice didn't seem to come from my body, it was separated from me.

"Who does you hate the most?" Qi Yan asked.

"Naturally, it is the Lord, and the Lord, with his powerful power, has forced Abandonment to such a desperate situation, and he kills innocents indiscriminately, and Abandons Nature to hate him to the bone. It seems that we guessed the same, and the renunciation was to use the power of the children of darkness to get rid of the Lord. Alger replied.

"And then?" I think the logic of renunciation is simply incomprehensible, "He is already dead, even if he kills the Lord?" Ning Zijin died, he also died, and so did his brothers. What's the point of killing the Lord? It's been thousands of years, why can't he figure out such a simple truth! ”

Alger shook his head helplessly: "No, you're still too young to understand, it's not a simple truth. When you look at other people's lives, you feel that everything is so simple and stupid, but when it all happens to you, you really understand. You will go through more than anyone else, and you will naturally understand when the time comes. ”

Alger's expression was slightly sad, like the last rays of sunset at dusk.

"I'd rather she never understand anything," Qi Yan smiled bitterly, "Okay! Let's go back and have a look, and since the abandonment has explained to you, you should know where to take us. Qi Yan gently hugged me.

"Follow me! Take you to see what the world of abandonment is like, and after you see it, you will understand that abandonment can never be replaced," Alger waved his hand impatiently, motioning for us to come along, "Abandonment is dead, and this passage is no longer effective. Let's go straight to it. ”

The surrounding images flickered slightly, trembling like ripples. Suddenly, everything in front of me shuddered, and green rushed into my sight.

Looking at the sea of green, green trees, green mountains, and green water, I turned my head to look at Alger and Qi Yan, as if even they were dyed with a light layer of green. I took a deep breath and my heart jumped with joy, and my whole body was so excited that I wanted to cheer.

For the first time, so easy and so comfortable.

"It's awesome here!" I couldn't help but shout.

Alger smiled slightly, looking at everything here affectionately: "Only here there are no illusions, everything is real." Renunciation prohibits the use of any illusions in the Dead Sea Village. ”

"And where did these trees come from?" I asked curiously.

"Believe it or not, these are all planted by our own hands under the leadership of Abandonment." Alger's face was full of smugness.

My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why aren't there lonely spirits here? Where do you live? Qi Yan looked around and asked.

"We haven't really entered the village yet, and of course we won't see any lonely spirits. Continue on and cross the trail in front of you. ”

This time, instead of stupidly opening my legs, I quietly waited for Alger to use the spiritual power of teleportation, but I didn't want Alger to stride forward.

I hurriedly chased after him: "Are we going to walk over?" ”

"It's not a long road, and it's special, you'll know when you come here."

It is a path paved with stones similar to cobblestones, which zigzags into the distance. On both sides of the road are towering trees, looking at each other tenderly, their arms intertwined to form patches of greenery. The light mischievously sifted through the cracks in the leaves and fell on us.

Everything looks so ordinary, it's no different......

I continued to walk with Alger, casually surveying the scenery around me. A few small sounds began to surge. This is different from the previous visions in the Dead Forest, which are real, or have ever existed.

"Mom, don't be sad, I'm not afraid, don't be afraid, Mom, I'll accompany you."

"It's Mom, I'm sorry for you."

"Mom, don't cry, I'm sad if you cry. Let's not leave here sad. ”

……

"What the hell are these sounds?" I asked, but my heart was filled with sourness, life and death, the loss of loved ones, and I felt this pain in the same way.

"Once, the spiritual world experienced a great chaos, similar to the Nanjing Massacre in the human world. It is the Lord who has decreed the eradication of all the forces associated with forsakenness. It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to spare one. In that massacre, countless lonely souls died tragically. Abandonment barely survived, but the massacre became a pain and humiliation that Abandony could never erase in his heart. In order to remind myself, I made such a path here with spiritual power. Renounce often wanders alone on this path, constantly rubbing salt on his wounds to keep himself awake. ”

I thought of abandoning myself alone on this path full of pain, allowing myself to be drowned again and again by that powerless grief, like a person adrift in the sea, swallowed up again and again by the salty waters that come to me.

Blaming oneself but not being able to do anything about it, this feeling is probably worse than death.

Little by little, I saw the reason for abandonment under the mask, he was an ordinary but sometimes helpless lonely spirit, and indeed an omnipotent god here.