Night World Players

Chapter 220: The End of Ji Yuan, Gray's Last Footsteps (Two in One)

The cold feeling unique to steel slowly dissipated from Last's skin...

Although Amis was still touching herself with her fingertips, the feeling of skin touching skin had disappeared and could no longer be found.

At the same time, he clearly saw the girl's body in front of him, and the hazy feeling of illusion deepened even more.

It has changed from a solid, clear and tangible entity to a bubble-like illusion.

It's not just Amys.

Rast raised his head slightly, and saw that the gauze-like night was gradually descending around him and Dean Yin, accompanied by distorted light and shadow.

This is the backlash of the "historical revisionist force."

If we say that in the long river of time, the history that has been established and actually happened in the past is the so-called "correct history."

At this moment, the echoes of the Sixth Epoch's history that Last and Dean Yin are experiencing firsthand are what is called "false history."

In the long river of time, whether it was Amis, who should have lost control and started the "Omnic Rebellion", or Last and Dean Yin who wandered into the Sixth Epoch, they were all impurities that deviated from their original trajectory... existences that should be eliminated, corrected, and returned to the correct path.

But, at the same time.

A voice came from the dark sky...

That was the sound of wings fluttering—

Formed from metal particles gathered from the ruins of the entire watchtower, it forms steel wings that block out the sun.

Amys's figure was so slender, and apart from the obvious mechanical features on some parts of her body, she looked no different from a real human girl... But on the dome behind her, the steel wings were so magnificent that they obscured the bright moon.

As the steel wings flapped, some invisible yet vast power was drawn by Amis and descended upon the ruins, causing the entire remains of the watchtower to emit a trembling sound.

And that was gradually descending, covering Dean Yin and Last... The dark night that was about to sweep them away from the night world and the echoes of history and return to the real world, now also stopped under the influence of that power.

It was frozen in place, unable to move forward even a bit.

That is the rule called "Judgment", a power that only Amis, an angel of the Judgment sequence, can mobilize. Even the "correction force" of time and space can be judged and temporarily invalidated.

But such an action obviously consumed a lot of energy from Amys...

Her figure, which was already somewhat illusory and hazy, now became even more disintegrated, almost impossible to see clearly, as if it were transparent.

"With the remaining strength I have, I probably won't be able to hold on for much longer."

"The 'corrective force' of history is irresistible to any transcendent. As long as those impurities that intrude upon correct history persist, the backlash of that corrective force will also persist."

"Using Rust's own words, the power of historical revision is like those NPC police officers in Grand Theft Auto. As long as you have a police star above your head, they'll haunt you and hunt you down. Kill one and another will appear. The more police stars you have, the better their weapons and equipment... They won't stop until they catch you in the police station themselves."

"So, while the backlash from the Alert Star level, that is, the correction power, is not too strong... I will use the last of my strength to send you to the end of this era."

"Of course, at the end of this era, a true angel war is likely to break out... With my own strength, after traveling through such a long time, I would not be able to protect you in such an angel war."

"Therefore, for your own safety, Rast, you can only remain in the long river of time and watch that scene from the perspective of an audience, but you cannot truly participate in it."

Listening to Amis's calm voice, Rast was slightly stunned.

It was only after he was trapped in the time loop of Deep Blue Harbor that he awakened his memories of his past life.

These Grand Theft Auto games and other jargon about his previous life were confided to Xiao Ai in Canaan after he was trapped in Deep Blue Harbor.

However, Amis's real body at that time should have been in a dormant state after being promoted to an angel.

After seeing Gray's photo and listening to the truth she told him, this question has been lingering in Luster's mind, making him reluctant to face it.

Amis, living in Canaan, between the night world and the real world, and the blonde girl who accepted the "Artificial Angel Project" and became an angel... Are they the same existence, are they the same person?

It was still in the recording that Gray had left for him before, the so-called "bionic artificial intelligence modeled based on Amis's language big data, possessing all of Amis's memories and personality."

And at this moment, when the girl in front of him blurted out words like "Grand Theft Auto" and "Police Star", Last finally knew the answer to this question.

"That Amis in Canaan is, of course, me..."

"As I said before—Angels possess an extremely domineering uniqueness. At every moment in the long river of time, there will only be one Amys in existence."

"It's just that, in order to prevent you, Last, from knowing the truth too early, I have taken the initiative to seal my memory, leaving only the memories of my life in Canaan."

As if seeing through Rast's thoughts, Amis' voice rang out again.

"This is a lie that Sister Grey and I wove together to protect you until you've grown strong enough."

"For so many years, I have been waiting...waiting for you, Last, to break free from your shackles, transcend the thick fog, finally grow up, and find the truth of it all."

Her voice paused slightly, and she looked directly into Luster's eyes.

"After all, like yourself, Luster, I am a very possessive fellow."

"As long as there's still a glimmer of hope, a tiny possibility...how could I possibly allow my place to be taken by an artificial intelligence, to let an AI take my place by your side?"

"So, Rust, you just need to relax."

"Before I truly meet you again in reality... I will never allow myself to die so easily."

Hearing the voice ringing from the depths of his soul, the last bit of worry in Last's heart finally disappeared completely.

He glanced at Dean Yin, who was not far away. "So, Dean Yin, do you also want to visit the end of the Sixth Epoch?"

"Nonsense, we've already reached this point step by step..."

"Even if it's just to avoid being disgusted by the fragmented stories, I have to finish watching the final scene of the Sixth Epoch."

Dean Yin flicked his tail and said, "I have no objection."

……

boom--

The iron wings that covered the sky and the sun began to flap again.

However, this time it was not to protect Dean Silver and Rust, but purely for killing and attack. The so-called "trial" was, in essence, a sequence that embodied the concept of pure destruction and judgment.

In the face of the all-destroying rule of "judgment," even the originally extremely stable space and time were torn apart in an instant.

It was a gap that spanned hundreds and thousands of years and led directly to another node downstream in the long river of time. It existed for only one ten-thousandth of a second before being erased by the correction force.

However, for Last, even if it was only one ten-thousandth of a second, it was enough.

The roar of thunder resounded once again, like an angry divine punishment... In the distant sky, the turbid sky seemed to be torn open in an instant.

However, when the thunder dissipated, the magnificent angel wings spread out again.

Under the wings of steel, the original Last and Dean Silver have completely disappeared.

……

All around me, the scenery is changing in a colorful way.

For Rast, this is not his first time traveling through time and space.

Every time he entered the night world and the echoes of history, it was actually a process of crossing the long river of time.

However, at that time, he was a night traveler, and he crossed time and space with the help of the power of the night world... There was always that veil-like night, which was the protection of the power of the night world.

The power of the night world allows even a first or second-level night traveler to cross the long river of time and space like an angel without suffering any wear and tear or erosion.

But this time it's different.

It wasn't through the protection of the Night World, but rather it was Amis who tore through time and space with her own hands, using her own power as an angel of judgment to send them to a future further behind the current historical reverberation time node.

That is, the end of the Sixth Age.

In other words, Last was already strong enough at this moment, so he even had the leisure to look at the surrounding scenery.

Even though the scene was constantly changing at super-high speed, with Last's current vision, he could still obtain some useful information from it.

The Omnic Crisis broke out, and all the Omnics in human society rebelled... Thanks to the emergency plan prepared in advance by the Shore Watchers, most humans were successfully evacuated into the shelter in the secondary dimension, preserving their manpower.

Decades later, the Judgment Star Cup's rampant will was once again suppressed by Amis, and the omnic disaster was finally declared over.

People left the refuge in the secondary dimension and returned to the Western Continent. Although a self-circulation had been established in the secondary dimension refuge under the support of a highly developed supernatural system, and people were able to live in it in a self-sufficient manner for a long time... the Western Continent was ultimately their homeland.

After the end of the Omnic Disaster, there was a period of slow development lasting nearly a hundred years.

Because of the previous intelligent machine disaster, human society has begun to have huge doubts about artificial intelligence and technological systems that are highly dependent on the Internet.

Therefore, the development speed of the technology tree that was originally thriving and changing with each passing day has slowed down... The view of mainstream human society is that it would rather stop moving forward than let a disaster like the Omnic Disaster happen again.

However, even so, science is still developing, just at a slower and more cautious pace.

If this trend continues, then one day, humans will be able to make another leap in science and technology, and even create spacecraft capable of traveling across the star system, and colonizing outer space will be just around the corner.

but--

That is at this point.

Last saw clearly that all the scenes around him dimmed and turned into darkness.

The originally colorful and prosperous civilization scene disappeared.

All that remains is a dead world.

……

This is a vast and colorless land.

The gray and white tones stretch endlessly, almost covering the entire world.

It reminds people of the thousand-mile desert of Chibi, but even in the desert there are oases, but this land is empty.

Only the few broken corners of buildings buried in the gray-white sand can prove that this is not an uninhabited alien planet or subspace, but the Western Continent where civilization once flourished.

Buried beneath this colorless desert is a real and prosperous city that could accommodate tens of millions of people.

"Here is the end of the Sixth Epoch—"

"That is..."

"Is this the place where Gray left her last traces?"

Last looked at everything around him and murmured softly to himself.

He felt like a ghost at the moment. He could clearly see what was happening in front of him, but he had no entity and therefore could not interfere with anything in front of him.

In layman's terms, you can only look but not touch.

According to Amis, this was to protect them from the aftermath of the angels' battle; they were merely spectators, witnessing what had already happened.

"Looking at the surroundings, the 'Final Disaster' that will mark the end of the era must have already occurred—"

"All that remains now are just ruins."

Dean Yin peeked over Last's shoulder and made his own comments.

"These ruins and debris aren't much to look at. We just need to see what little Grey left behind in this world."

As soon as these words fell.

The next moment, Rast saw Gray, the girl with long gray hair.

She still looked the same as in Rast's memory, wearing the standard hooded cloak that belonged only to the shore keepers in the dark ages.

However, those eyes that were once as bright as emeralds and full of vitality now carried an indescribable tiredness and haggardness.

She walked on this colorless gray earth, on the wreckage of human civilization, like a homeless ghost.

(End of this chapter)