He was so stupid, how could man challenge God.

If the world can really be changed so easily, then the so-called despair will lose its meaning.

....

Soaking in the seawater, the summer breeze half-dreamed and half-woke up and let Scati drag him around, the sea water was very cold, cold to the bone marrow, but far less cold than his heart at the moment.

He failed, and killed everyone who believed in him.

If it weren't for his insistence on changing something, this wouldn't have happened, and everyone but him would have continued to live.

And now, he should have died, but he survived.

Because of the huge mental blow, his whole person seemed to have lost the ability to think.

The cold took over the heart, tearing and blood blurred the picture in front of him.

He didn't know exactly how long Scati had been dragging him around, maybe 1 day, maybe 2 days.

He didn't know.

Scati's slender body dragged him through the sea, swimming, swimming, swimming.

.....

"Wow, wow, wow!"

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the waves crashing on the beach gradually became clearer.

When Xia Feng reopened his eyes, the whole person was lying on the west coast of Sammy, his Shenyue Sword and Red Demon Sword were still by his side, and his body was not a single wound.

Right next to him, Scati lay quietly, her body covered in wounds from countless claws and fangs.

In the unknown seas, Scati dragged him back with his own strength under the siege of many monsters.

He was alive and alive back on land.

However, the man who saved him from the mouths of thousands of deep sea monsters has run out of life force and lost his breath forever from his injuries.

.....

"Titi?"

Xia Feng trembled and touched his fingers to Scati's pale face, cold and stiff.

"Titi, Titi, Scati!"

The girl of the deep sea who had saved him several times in front of him no longer had vital signs.

"Ahh

At this moment, the collapsed emotions could no longer be endured, and Xia Feng grabbed his head like crazy,

"Ahh

This world has not yet been destroyed, but the world inside him has collapsed, and this despair has far surpassed death.

Holding his head in his hands, Xia Feng knelt on the beach in pain, roaring wildly.

"Ahh

Pain and despair spread endlessly.

....

[The stronger it is, the more fragile it is]

[The departed will never come back]

[Are you awake, still in your dreams]

[If you really changed the world, would you be willing to die without regrets]

.....

I don't know how long it took, the sky was gray, and all kinds of voices echoed in Xia Feng's mind, lingering.

"Plop puff puff!"

A small white figure landed on Xia Feng's shoulder.

"Goo-goo."

Tears were already drying on his cheeks, and he straightened up in a trance and looked at Xiao Gu, who had reappeared.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something.

"Little Goo...... Is that what you want to convey to me? ”

"Goo."

Clenched fists tightly.

"But I couldn't get it back, I failed, it's all over, I ......."

"Goo."

Xiao Gu stood motionless on his shoulder, his small eyes were very deep at this moment, and what he wanted to convey seemed to have not stopped.

"Goo?"

From Xiao Gu's eyes, Xia Feng couldn't see any substantive information, but in a trance, he saw a kind of persistence that seemed to be beyond time and space.

It was as if the eye was telling him.

[Don't give up, it's not over yet.] 】

Xia Feng knelt on the beach in a daze, the tears flowing from his eyes seemed to be instinctive, and he muttered as he looked at Xiao Gu blankly.

"It's not over yet....... ? ”

"Goo!"

Lowering his head, Xia Feng's cold hands gradually stopped trembling.

A moment later, he stood up from the sand, bracing himself weakly.

When he looked up, the tears in his eyes had disappeared, and his eyes had never been so determined in his life so far as they were at this moment.

"Yes, it's not over yet, because Fire Feather Summer Wind is still alive."

.....

He remembered something, or rather, he almost forgot the most important thing.

Amiya once said that the dead will never come back, and miracles come at a price.

However, his existence is a miracle.

Why him, why is that point in time, why, is this world!

This is not accidental, absolutely not, everything matters, who it is, who it is, who it is, who made it to this world, that person, and what do you want him to do!

"Plop puff puff!"

The little goo on his shoulder spread his wings and flew into the sky.

Xia Feng's eyes followed Xiao Gu's figure and raised his head, revealing a faint ray of sunlight in the eastern sky.

This glimmer of light is too important to him at this moment, and at this moment, he seems to see the light of hope in despair, under the abyss.

It doesn't matter how faint it is, as long as it exists, it's enough.

.......

.......

The last day of the year 1096 in the Terra calendar.

The expulsion order of the infected in Yanguo has already been fully implemented, and this wave has unsurprisingly affected Yandong.

By contrast, the Chernobog affair in Usas has become less visible in the chaos, or rather, the two events have merged in a sense and become one and the same.

Once upon a time, the infected of Ursas wanted to escape to the Flame Country.

Now, the infected people of the Yan Country have been expelled from the country, and in order to save their lives, they can only break into the nearest Ursas.

It's ironic, Yan Guo has become what "himself" once hated, and everyone is like a clown who has been tricked by fate, staging a funny show in this world.

.......

However, now that Xia Feng doesn't want to think about these things anymore.

He received a phone call from Silvergray, and on the phone, Silvergray told him something.

He couldn't remember exactly what Ash had told him, and from this phone call, he only knew one outcome.

The turtle did not make it to the Cherrag.

He will never see a turtle again.

.....

On the last day of the year 1096 in the Terra calendar, Xia Feng returned to Victoria, to Harpy City, to Hyakki Street, and to the Black Feather Grill.

He hadn't forgotten what Styx had said to him at the end.

[I'll stay in this room forever, forever, until someone kills me.] 】

He didn't know what that meant, but it was his last hope.

.....

Inside the dimly lit hall of the barbecue restaurant.

Xia Feng leaned against the corner of the wall, holding a yellowed photo in his hand.

He, Turtle Turtle, Ifrit, Brother Ace, in the photo, the expressions of the four are still bright, as if they have the most precious thing in the world at the moment when the photo freezes.

Everything is like yesterday.

"Let's go!"

Blood dripped onto the yellowed photograph, and mixed with the blood, along with a cold tear.

In the dark, he seems to have saved something, and he seems to have changed something.

He changed Victoria, he changed the East Kingdom, and he changed the fate of many people.

But what he has to lose, much more.

"Big windmill!"

In the gloomy hall, he looked back blankly, but there was no one in front of him.

Those who have passed away will never return, just like the kind call he could never hear again.

It only echoes in the brain, but it can no longer be touched in this life.

Unless.........