Chapter 879 Don’t look back
Chapter 879 Don’t look back
"You mean you want me to come in here, right?" I could feel my heart trembling slightly, and a sense of fear welled up from the bottom of my heart.
That wall, or rather that wall, slowly created a path large enough to enter, a path that seemed to offer no way out...
"To test your resolve, please keep going in. The entrance will become narrower and narrower, but don't worry, there will be light."
Staring into the other person's eyes, I slowly swallowed. This fear didn't come from nowhere; it only appeared when something was outside my control. Once something slipped out of my control, I felt uncomfortable all over.
Such situations are rare now; once you've made your own decisions and no one can control you, you're once again completely isolated and helpless, once again with no way to escape this pain...
"Why should I trust you?"
"I did not stop you. You can use the terminal to do what you want. Now you can try to contact the gods with your hand gestures and see if you can see if your child is safe."
The other person's smile remained the same, but it carried a more powerful, sinister quality, or perhaps a sense of absolute certainty. What method...? No? My child shouldn't be so foolish...
But if it's this guy...
Without any hesitation in front of the other party, I opened the terminal normally, and my tone didn't tremble at all, or at least it sounded like that.
"Sir, please help me find my child..."
"You're afraid because of the person who's about to leave... So even someone like you can be afraid?" The polite language had disappeared, replaced by a mocking tone... as if rubbing salt into someone's wounds.
"...I'm sorry, it's gone, like a leaf being lifted from the water, leaving no trace," everything is gone...what a strange feeling, "I can't find any ripples, nor any trace left...it's like I've blended into everyone else..."
Even the gods are powerless... Things taken away through special methods can even erase all existence; theoretically, this is an incredibly difficult subject to study...
"I understand, thank you..." The voice was completely calm, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, but the heart felt as if it had sunk to the bottom of the sea. Endless pressure was squeezing the body, and endless coldness flowed into the limbs, finally leaving behind a heavy heart.
"Please believe I have other methods. Don't try to reason with me; the real probability is less than 1/2, so don't go." The deity rationally gave the answer to the problem, but can all of this really be summarized by so-called probability?
"...Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will return safely. Don't fret too much about my safety either. Just continue as usual, and make sure things don't get worse. If my child returns, please tell him I'm temporarily on some long-term missions and will need to come home to cook next time. And my student...sigh, he's such a nuisance..."
Norlinxi calmly finished applying the coating, and under the other person's gaze, took off the ring. The other person had already extended their hand, waiting for the words that sounded like farewell.
"I thought you would be a more rational person..."
The sarcasm in the tone intensified. In the other person's view, no matter how intelligent one is, it's useless. A person who can be bound by emotions is destined not to last long.
“I’m not that rational, but impulse is also part of emotion, and part of research. I will prove it to you.”
She smiled softly, and her heart calmed down. The ring was placed in the other person's palm, and in their hand, the ring shattered into an ordinary stone, which was then thrown to the ground.
"Go in..." The voice sounded like a demon's whisper, but now it really wasn't much different from a demon, was it? "Let me tell you, there's no turning back before you reach the end of this road."
Is it a mental issue? It seems so. It's probably related to mind control. My inspiration isn't... no, my inspiration is seriously too high, and that's the biggest problem. My inspiration is too high, and I often hear ghostly whispers, which means that something even more difficult to resist will happen in the mental realm...
"I won't turn back..."
As I approached that side, the broken wall darkened everything. I walked slowly forward, and the story I had heard before unconsciously came to mind: the legend that those who turn back will turn to stone…
I was walking forward, but my mind kept going back to the other person. I couldn't help but want to turn back and check on them to make sure they were safe. That's why I turned to stone and remained in the underworld forever...
It's a strange story, a tragic one. Reason tells us we shouldn't turn back, but isn't that how strange emotions are?
"Mom, I've been waiting here for so long..."
It was a child's voice, tinged with a sob, trembling slightly. A faint scent could be smelled in the air, the smell of sap that had leaked out after alchemy was broken, a scent different from the smell of blood.
"Would you like to come up in front of me?"
"Mom, it hurts so much... I can't walk, Mom, it's so painful..."
I tell myself I can't turn back, but my emotions keep tearing at my heart, causing a slight pain. I quietly lower my head. I can't turn back...
I finally understand why things are like this, I finally understand why it's so painful, why I want to turn back. It's because my emotions are constantly tearing at my heart, constantly telling me that I should go and see if he's alright...
"I can't turn back. I want to ask you a question, my child, what is my favorite scent of sachets?"
"Rose, Mom..."
"The answer is wrong. I will move on. I don't know if you are real or just a figment of my imagination, but I'm so sorry I can't give you a hug."
I can't give you a warm hug," Norlinxi said, walking slowly forward without looking back.
The footsteps grew closer and closer until they finally embraced her from behind, and her face came into view out of the corner of her eye.
A broken face, exactly like a child's, made my heart skip a beat. I stopped myself from turning around. The other person was holding me, and I was walking slowly forward against their wishes.
met free