Night World Players

Chapter 171: Have I fulfilled the original promise? (Two in one)

It is no longer the brilliant sun that spreads endless light and heat to the world around it.

But it was a black sun.

Hanging alone in the deepest part of the silver-blue sea, both tens of millions of tons of sea water and thousands of silver-blue metal fragments slowly flowed towards the center of the black sun and then fell.

The Milky Way hangs upside down, swirling and flowing, converging into a magnificent vortex, just like a real galaxy in the deep space of the universe.

And at the center of the Milky Way is a void of nothingness.

It swallowed up matter and also swallowed up light, leaving only the darkest darkness.

"That little guy, you should be looking at this place now, right?"

"Even if you can't hear the sound, you should be able to recognize the content through the lip movements."

At the end of the galaxy, Cecil spoke softly.

"Remember, if you encounter these core members of the Gravekeepers who left their mark on the Eternal Night Stele in the future, simply killing their bodies will not be enough."

"Killing their physical bodies will only weaken them, but they can still rely on the marks on their tombstones to return from the long river of history..."

"To completely kill them, you must obliterate everything that remains of them in this world. Not just their bodies and souls, but all their 'information'."

"Erase all their 'information' and 'data' from this world."

"In this case... even the Eternal Night Stele cannot capture their information and knowledge from the long river of history, and naturally there is no way to return."

He paused for a moment, "Of course, erasing all information about a legend is far more difficult than killing his body and soul."

"After a supernova explosion, the remaining core of a star collapses into a black hole... This is the solution I've finally found after a lifetime of searching for a way out. A method that erases not only body and soul, but all information and data about a legend."

"Whether it was a supernova explosion or a black hole, I was able to successfully simulate it only with the help of my own 'Sun' sequence."

"The Sun sequence is unique and extremely dependent on mastering the Sun sequence abilities. It took me hundreds of years to gradually master it."

"Even if I left behind a legacy of knowledge, it would be quite difficult to replicate it directly using the 'Library of Fools'. It's not a universal method... Moreover, the price of activating this skill is to burn myself to death first, a move that will destroy both myself and the enemy."

"If you ever encounter a true Gravekeeper legend in the future, and you don't want to end up in the afterlife with him, then it's best not to revisit this idea lightly."

As he spoke, Cecil couldn't help but smile: "But, if it were you..."

"I believe that even if you don't choose to reproduce the 'black hole', you will definitely find another way out and completely bury those high-ranking gravekeepers."

boom--

The emerald green light crushed over, completely piercing through Cecil's already exhausted body, and then completely tearing the flesh and blood, leaving only a huge hole.

Through the hole in the body, you can see the slowly rotating brilliant Milky Way.

The moment the black hole appeared, Noah exploded.

Looking at the empty void, a huge warning arose in his heart, a warning far stronger than any before.

Simply killing, even if Noah's body was killed and his soul was destroyed with mental power, would not be scary.

Anyway, no matter how many times he dies in battle, Noah can come back again with the help of the power of the tombstone.

As for the sleep and recuperation that must be experienced after returning using the tombstone to make up for the damage to the body and soul and restore the heyday, although it takes a bit longer...

But the grave keepers originally hid behind the curtain of history and only interfered with the world in very rare cases. To them, sleeping or not did not make much difference, and it was not an unacceptable price to pay.

As a gravekeeper, Noah's life is truly "eternal and immortal". Although he is a human being, his existence is longer than that of the ancient gods.

But, at this moment.

Noah, however, truly sensed a sense of dead silence.

I will die, and I will be gone completely.

It is not the kind of alternation where one can return immediately after destruction.

But from this moment on until the end of time, the being called Noah will no longer exist.

Just like the writing on the blackboard being wiped away by the eraser, all the information that constitutes the individual "Noah" will be completely erased from the long river of time and the entire cognition of countless creatures, leaving no trace in the world.

In this way, no matter how powerful the Eternal Night Stele is, even if it travels through the entire history, it cannot find a single piece of information, so how can it be resurrected?
At this moment, Noah truly heard the bell of death ringing in his ears.

He wasn't the so-called ancient god who only bore the title of "Death God," but whose carefully planned revival was interrupted by a mere mortal.

It was as if there really was a supreme being who wove destiny in the dark, and was passing down the judgment of fate to him in his ears.

boom--

Abundant power surged, penetrating to the end of the brilliant galaxy, completely erasing every inch of Cecil's flesh and blood.

As long as Cecil, the culprit, was killed, the dark void would naturally stop. This was Noah's first thought.

On the other hand, Noah himself burst out at all costs to escape from the depths of the vortex of the Milky Way, the void that swallowed up the light and was filled with incomparable deathly silence.

however.

"How ugly! Such a hideous posture—"

There was clearly a huge hole pierced through his body, and the vitality of his flesh had been completely extinguished. Now only the last wisp of spirit and soul remained on this corpse.

But Cecil's expression never changed.

He looked at Noah in the distance, who had a ferocious face and was trying to move outside the Milky Way by any means necessary to escape from the black sun, and sighed softly.

"Once within the confines of a black hole, not even light can escape."

"What's more, it's you."

His words were soft, yet they seemed to be a notice of something that was about to happen.

In the lightless sea, all matter was swept up by the vortex transformed from the Milky Way, and then fell towards the center of the Milky Way.

The falling speed was very slow, and the flow of time was distorted beside the boundary of the void, as if someone pressed the slow-motion button on a movie reel.

But no matter how slow it is played, the rotating reel can only play forward.

And Noah is one of the matter captured by the black hole boundary.

The great power of abundance surged in the sea, stirring up a mountain-like tide.

One after another, life-saving items and holy relics from the Age of Gods materialized in Noah's hands, and he threw them out without hesitation.

Countless brilliant lights exploded within the Milky Way, and silver-blue waves rolled over, transforming into a torrential rain that poured down onto the ocean, splashing countless points of light as it fell...

These were all the accumulations of the grave keepers, from the Age of Gods to the present day… enough to be described as terrifying. Among them were even many holy relics that were enough to save Noah’s life even if he faced a true god in his prime.

But there is no escape.

Nothing can escape the event horizon of a black hole, not even massless "light".

Just as no matter how hard you try, you can't stop the arrival of noon tomorrow. Amidst the raging storm and the shattered silver-blue waves, the vast Milky Way is slowly swallowed by the black hole until its end.

Time flies, but it is irreversible.

"Let me go, Cecil!"

He watched his body falling into the black hole little by little along with the galaxy. No matter how much power he possessed or how glorious the holy relics were, it was of no use.

Noah suddenly let out an extremely shrill roar: "I admit defeat, let me go."

"I am willing to betray the gravekeeper and act as your insider. You can place restrictions deep within my soul as you wish, and they will kill me as soon as they are discovered."

"I can voluntarily tell you everything about the Eternal Night Stele and all the secrets of the Gravekeepers. I can even help you erase the marks of the other Gravekeepers on the tombstone, depriving them of the ability to return from the long river of history..."

"I'll even reveal the mysteries of the Age of Gods and the ancient gods—there are many other gods beyond the 'God of Death' who perished in the mortal world, leaving behind their remains awaiting resurrection. I can reveal all of this to you, allowing you to directly obtain the divine relics left behind by these ancient gods."

A huge panic enveloped Noah's heart.

This was a feeling Noah had never experienced in his life. Even when the supernova exploded before, the premonition in his heart was just a strong warning of crisis, just like a game player facing a huge crisis that suddenly appeared in the game. Although he was nervous, he always maintained a condescending calmness.

But at this moment, the once calm chess player has truly fallen from the mortal world and entered the real chess game -

He is no longer a player sitting outside the world wall with countless chances to start over, but has truly become a chess piece on the chessboard, with only one life.

When people are killed, they die; that's a matter of course.

But it was not until this moment that Noah, as an ordinary human being, once again felt the true meaning of these words.

The sudden terror between life and death caused Noah's spirit to completely collapse, and he actually began to beg for mercy.

This was an ugly gesture completely inconsistent with the gardener's legendary past, his indifferent attitude, and his legendary status...

Even legendary beasts like the Iron Cross King and the Black Dragon would never choose to beg for mercy at such a time.

Because this was destined to be a war to the death, both sides were prepared to fight to the death before the war started.

But Noah is different. As the mastermind behind the "Battle of Broken Coast", he has never realized that he will actually die in this battle - it is just a game, a chess game. If you lose the game, you can start over, and if you lose the chess game, you can play again. That's all.

That's why his ugly appearance at this moment is so hideous, so servile and unscrupulous, without any trace of the bearing and dignity of a legendary strong man.

He told Cecil all the value he could provide, just to seek that glimmer of hope.

"Even if we perish here together, it will only be a lose-lose situation with no winner."

"Aren't you worried that your Shore Watchers organization will be unable to survive without your leadership? Even though the Legends are dead, there's still the Beast Tide, other Iron Crosses, and other cults... These are all unpredictable and uncontrollable variables."

"Don't you want to lead them to continue walking?"

Noah spoke hurriedly, keeping his posture extremely humble. "I can join you and become a helper to the shore guards... No, not a helper, even a servant is fine."

"With my assistance, you can completely destroy the Gravekeepers."

"We can even fight our way to the Blazing Heaven Threshold, completely slay all the remaining Ancient Gods, and nip all hidden dangers to civilization in the bud..."

"No, they don't have to die."

At the end of the Milky Way, Cecil whispered, "But the throne that belongs to them will be overthrown by millions of people."

"Prosperous city-states will be built along the great roads, ships will sail from the inland to the sea, and high-speed railways will be spread across the land, connecting in all directions like a spider web. Every child of school age will be able to attend a government-funded school, and the secret knowledge once treasured by various academic cliques and powerful factions will now be accessible to students simply by opening general education textbooks."

"Humanity's footprints will reach every corner of the world, from the ten-thousand-meter-deep ocean trenches to the vast expanse of the starry sky... Then, people will be able to experience the customs and cultures of the entire world without leaving home."

"Even if they lose my guidance, they will surely be able to find a bright path in the dark fog."

"Because someone told me that humans...are a race that never gives up."

The broken whisper came to an end along with the flowing Milky Way.

After the supernova explosion, all evolutions have become irreversible and solidified into established facts, regardless of whether Cecil, the caster, is dead or not.

This is a cause and effect that no one can escape, like fate.

Noah opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But he said nothing.

This rich legend, the legend of the gravekeeper who had survived from the Age of Gods to the present day, had irreversibly passed away along with the vast Milky Way...

A little bit--

Fell into the event horizon of the black hole.

At the same time, the black sun also collapsed.

The out-of-control sun disk converged towards a single center, evaporating all the sea water. In the center of the rushing lightless sea, a broken belt with a diameter of hundreds of meters suddenly appeared with no sea water left.

Not only the sea water, but even the slightest dust and sand no longer existed, leaving only pure vacuum and nothingness.

Cecil stood in the center of that dustless land, as if standing at the end of the sea of ​​sky.

He leaned forward slightly, looking at the broken flesh on his body. Although the perception of his five senses had faded to the point of being inaudible, it seemed as if the scorching sunlight was blowing on his face, illuminating his eyes.

In the pure white light of the sky, Cecil suddenly recalled the afternoon many years ago when his teacher entrusted him with the fire and the responsibility of being the leader of the shore guardians.

It also seemed to be an unknown coast, with tides rising and falling and the sun shining brightly.

In the refreshing sea breeze, the elderly man looked at the energetic young man in front of him, and finally just patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Although it's still a little early, from now on, you will be the new shore guardian."

"Work hard and don't let me, your teacher, down."

To this day, the old man's face has become blurred in his memory, but Cecil still remembers the tone of the old man when he said this.

The emotions in that sentence were extremely complex, including worry, relief, but more joy than melancholy.

At that moment, the girl who could control shadows stood behind him. After the succession ceremony was completed, she controlled dozens of shadow clones and began to applaud and celebrate for herself.

"So, Sharona."

"Have you fulfilled the promise I made to you to clear up the misunderstanding between those two little guys?"

"And, teacher."

"As your disciple, as a shore guardian..."

"Have I ever... disappointed you?"

This monologue without an audience has not yet been fully expressed.

A black hole that collapses into a singularity takes everything to another world.

(End of this chapter)