Night World Players

Chapter 218 How could I possibly hurt you with my own hands?
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Under the extremely dark sky, above the steel ruins burning with flames.

The world became silent, and Rast could even hear his own clear heartbeat.

This was a feeling he hadn't had in a long time - his mind was blank, leaving only the burning emotions in his chest.

Although he was determined to see Amis with his own eyes no matter what, Rast had already prepared for the worst... He knew that Amis was now dominated by the will of "judgment" that had revived in the Star Grail. The one who appeared before him was not the girl from Canaan, but an angel of judgment who was left with only the instinct of killing and destruction.

However, Amis's gentle touch on his cheek instantly cleared his mind... At this moment, countless scenarios emerged in his mind, even including the possibility that the "Angel of Judgment" had read Amis's past memories and had taken such a action to paralyze him.

But soon, these speculations were rejected one by one by Last himself -

The moment he saw those slightly weak sky-blue eyes, Rast knew that the girl standing in front of him was that girl, and he would never make a mistake.

Rast's operation of completing the mission and exiting the night world froze, but Dean Yin's action was still continuing.

Its ability was activated the moment the incident happened. Its big furry tail wrapped around Rast's waist, trying to carry him away into the subspace.

However, almost at the same time, Amys stretched out her slender white fingers and snapped them.

The next moment.

click-

The sound of something breaking echoed clearly above the ruins.

A deep hole appeared in the dark sky, like a spider web-like crack spreading in the void.

Immediately afterwards, Dean Yin's "Subspace Stealth", which had been half-activated, froze in place and shattered.

"Nice to meet you. You must be the Dean Silver that Last mentioned..."

"Thank you very much. According to Lust... at that point in time in this world, in that world where I couldn't reach and couldn't be by his side, it was you who stayed by his side the entire time, helping him, from being an outsider, gradually integrate into the life of this world."

Amis's clear voice was like the ringing of wind chimes at midnight, rippling across the desolate steel ruins.

"However, this is our first reunion outside of Canaan after so many years..."

"So, please be patient, Dean Yin—"

Her soft voice seemed to be explaining, but also like a confession.

"I have a lot to say to him..."

……

Under the stars, above the earth.

Rust and Amis sat on the collapsed watchtower, on the ruins of the steel jungle, talking to each other.

At the end of the pure black dome, the bright moon is so quiet, yet so warm.

It was as if I had been transported back to the beautiful yet remote border town of Canaan many years ago...

Her white skirt swayed in the breeze, her laughter as clear as midnight wind chimes, and her pale golden hair rose and fell. "So, according to Xiao Ai herself..."

"The 'Omnic Disaster' actually existed and was a historical event that occurred in the Sixth Epoch?"

Last sat on the steel of the ruins, listening to the story of the blonde girl beside him, and expressed his calm doubts.

"Ah."

Amys nodded: "This history is real."

"At that time, I was just before achieving the status of an Angel of Judgment, a time of the most difficult and oppressive nature... The original will of the Judgment Star Cup revived deep within my soul, and the pure urge to kill and destroy nearly drove my mind into a frenzy."

"Even though I tried my best to suppress it, the aftermath of the Star Cup's rampage still brought irreversible impacts to this world."

"In the original, prehistoric history—this 'Omnic Disaster' lasted a full ten years. Those omnics, dominated by the Judgment Star Cup's rules and conceptual abilities... transformed into weapons of slaughter, sweeping across the entire Western Continent for a full ten years. Only then did my soul complete its transformation, repressing the Judgment Star Cup's disordered will and restoring everything to normal."

"Although the vast majority of humanity sought refuge in the secondary dimension at the time, this disaster was etched into history and cannot be denied."

"Then why, amidst the same historical echoes, are you able to act in a way that contradicts the original history... According to correct history, you should still be in the state of a ruthless Judgment Angel on the rampage, unable to recognize any relatives, and unable to discern this guy's identity at all, right?"

Dean Yin shook the big snow-white tail in Rast's hand and couldn't help but interrupt.

At this moment, it was squatting obediently in Rast's palm, with clear eyes as if it was really a pet mink.

Suddenly, its eyes widened as if it had suddenly realized something: "So that's how it is—at this point in time, you have successfully ascended to the angel level..."

"Angels possess an extremely domineering uniqueness. So even at these past moments, the moment you become an angel, you are no longer weak, and you still retain your current will, correct?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Amys nodded slightly.

"From the moment I became an angel, throughout the entire river of time, all individuals related to me, no matter how weak or powerful, regardless of the coordinates of time and space... there will only be one 'Amis'."

"I was myself in the past, and I will still be myself in the future. We have a unified will and no distinction."

She looked into Rast's eyes with her beautiful sky-blue eyes.

"Of course, even angels still need to maintain the original development inertia of history. Once the original historical trend is rewritten, the angels will also suffer the backlash of the "historical correction force." The greater the extent of the rewriting, the stronger the backlash of the correction force will be. "

"But……"

"Even if you know that it is history, even if you know that you have prepared a way out, you will not be hurt by it."

"but--"

"How could I possibly hurt you with my own hands?"

"Even if this is the most logical development under the established historical trend..."

"However, I am the only one who doesn't want to."

(End of this chapter)