Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 576 Suffering...

At this moment, waves finally began to arise in the ascetic's calm heart, and gradually turned into a raging storm, violently hitting the high wall of ideals that had been built in the past.

yes……

Everything in the world has its destiny, and the rotation of fire is the echo of fate...

But as an ascetic, as a human being, am I not also part of the workings of the world...

Should I really resist my own thoughts and resist what I want to do?

To adapt to suffering is the cycle of life, and to resist suffering is also the operation of the rules of the world...

The ascetic at this moment actually became a little dazed.

But soon, his eyes became firm again.

The next moment, the turban on his head slowly disappeared, and the shackles and rings on his limbs also shattered and disappeared.

The black fog in Hanging Skull Harbor began to gather in large quantities and flowed into his head like a whirlpool.

The quality of the head, at this moment, is elevated again because of the ascetic's heart.

"Ha ha……"

"Hahahahaha!"

The ascetic suddenly laughed heartily, with a hint of pain in his laughter. The depression in his heart and some things from the past all dissipated at this moment.

Finally, his laughter stopped, and his eyes revealed a determination far greater than before.

He looked at Li Miao who was waiting for him in front of him and nodded very solemnly.

"Thank you, sir, for clearing up the confusion for me."

"Let's go ahead and hang my head. This is what I want to do. I also hope to atone for the mistakes I made due to my past obsession."

Hear this.

Li Miao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

For an ascetic like him, if he cannot think straight, he might go to extremes.

He was just about to run away.

Fortunately, the ascetic's inner determination is unimaginable. Even though he just denied some of his past ideas, he did not go to extremes. Instead, he became more decisive and resolute.

The two of them set out on the road again.

This time, the way forward is much smoother.

Because the ascetic was determined to hang his head to help Li Miao, and was not bound by his previous ideas.

But let’s be honest.

The ascetic's previous strength was already strong enough, and most monsters didn't dare to approach him.

At this moment, he took a step further, which naturally made these monsters flee at the news, not to mention attacking Li Miao to resurrect.

During the journey, Li Miao and the other person did not remain silent.

On the contrary, the ascetic's nature, which had been hidden for who knows how long, was finally released because his mind was clear. He became extremely talkative and began to take the initiative to talk to Li Miao.

Li Miao was naturally happy about this and began to ask about the other party's experiences and circumstances before his death.

Ascetics also speak their mind without hesitation.

The ascetic was born in a desolate era, when people were hungry and hunger filled every corner of the world.

His parents sold him to a monastery for a bite of food.

But the monastery soon collapsed due to the onslaught of hungry people.

Just when the ascetics were about to be killed by the starving people to fill their stomachs, a group of ascetics came here.

They distributed their remaining food to the hungry people, and then sat together, enduring hunger and waiting for death to come.

The ascetics of that time survived because of them.

But the ascetics died of hunger.

Before his death, he left behind a manual for ascetics.

It was for this reason that he embarked on the path of an ascetic and practiced alone.

Until he arrived at Hanging Skull Harbor. "Now think about it from another angle. They at that time prevented the suffering from happening because of their own subjective ideas..."

Recalling the past, the ascetic could not help but sigh with emotion. In his lonely practice, he had entered a dead end of thought and watched many sufferings occur.

The ascetic's story is not complicated. Having been at the bottom of society since childhood, he naturally knows little about the secrets of the gods.

at last.

Under the escort and conversation of the ascetic, Li Miao passed through the forest, walked through the wasteland, and finally came to a high cliff.

In front, a thick pillar with barbs was wrapped in thick black fog, with strange patterns underneath and a mysterious power surrounding it.

"arrive."

The ascetic looked at the hanging pillar in front of him, there was no fear in his eyes, only calmness and composure.

He looked at Li Miao, then opened the soul's arms and closed his eyes.

"My spiritual journey ends here."

"I am still dying, and I am entrusting the last rays of my life to your hands. I only hope that you can make this world less miserable."

"Even if it's just a little, it's enough."

After listening to his words, Li Miao nodded solemnly: "I will."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, held up the other's head, and walked towards the hanging pillar.

Before hanging himself, Li Miao had already thought about his inner wish, which he had discussed with the ascetic on the way.

puff.

After the throat was buckled into the cold hook, the patterns under the pillar began to glow with a strange light, and black mist rose and began to wrap around the ascetic's head.

Before he died completely, the ascetic who had figured everything out gave a final, desperate cry.

“Suffering…”

"Please add me as much as you can!!!"

His shout seemed to make the surrounding black fog and the entire Hanging Skull Harbor tremble.

The next moment, the black mist completely enveloped the pillar and the ascetic's head, and a mysterious force stretched out from it like a big hand and grasped Li Miao's chest.

Although the big hand looked strange, Li Miao did not retreat. He took a deep breath and opened his arms.

Swish!
The illusory big hand passed across Li Miao's chest, as if it knew something from it.

The black fog that wrapped around the hanging pillars finally dissipated completely at this moment.

The black fog in the sky also began to condense into clouds, forming whirlpools, creating what Li Miao wished for.

Li Miao looked towards the hanging column.

The ascetic's head still hangs there.

But those eyes, which were once full of spirit, had now turned gray and completely lifeless.

His cheeks and original flesh began to peel off like ash.

As the wind carried by the black fog whistled past, the ascetic's head turned into ashes and completely disappeared from Li Miao's sight.

"..."

Li Miao felt as if his heart was as heavy as if it were filled with lead. He seemed to have a thousand words to say but couldn't utter a single word.

There was a snap.

A bead that lost its support fell from the center of the ascetic's head, and as if it had intelligence, it came to Li Miao's feet, lightly touching his knight boots, making a sound.

This is……

While thinking, Li Miao leaned over and half-knelt on the ground, stretched out his hands and slowly picked it up.

The bead is grayish white in color overall, but the center of the turbid bead has a hint of orange-red, like Mars.

Li Miao did not make a wish in front of the hanging pillar to obtain any props.

Therefore, this bead is not a reward for hanging the head.

(End of this chapter)