Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 449, 448 The Loser

"Savior?"

The Goddess of Night's expression gradually turned cold. She felt that Feng Xiuhu was deliberately toying with her: "I think you're a madman."

"I'm not crazy."

Feng Xiuhu's tone suddenly turned serious. He took off his sunglasses and casually tossed them at the God of Night: "It's this world that's crazy."

Between the two, the sunglasses flew into the air and suddenly crashed into an invisible barrier.

The sound of shattering glass reached his ears, and the God of Night saw a crack appear where the sunglasses had struck.

The next second—

Wow!

The entire world suddenly collapsed, leaving only endless darkness in sight.

Darkness should have been the domain of the God of Night, but she was surprised to find that she couldn't see anything at all.

Even Feng Xiuhu was nowhere to be seen, as if he had vanished along with the world he had just experienced.

The God of Night had not felt this fear of being shrouded in darkness for many years.

She subconsciously searched back and forth, even though she couldn't see anything, she still tried to find something with her eyes.

She tried to fill the space with shadows, tried to see through the essence of things, and tried to freeze the frost.

However, the power of the rules seemed to vanish without a trace, causing no ripples and having no impact on the surrounding area.

"Didn't you come in on your own initiative?"

Feng Xiuhu's voice suddenly rang out.

The God of Night immediately turned around and saw a pillar of light descending not far away, with Feng Xiuhu standing in the pillar of light.

Just as she was about to walk in that direction, Feng Xiuhu's voice suddenly came from the other side.

"You want to see it with your own eyes. What do you want to see?"

The God of Night turned his head, and another pillar of light fell from another direction, containing another Feng Xiuhu.

She glanced left and right, and hesitated for only a moment before she heard voices behind her again.

"It is wrong to pry into other people's privacy."

Looking back, it was indeed the same scene again.

"Although I don't have much privacy either."

Another Feng Xiuhu has appeared.

"But just because you don't have access doesn't mean you can look at it freely."

The sixth Feng Xiuhu appeared.

"But in a sense, you have already seen it."

The seventh Feng Xiuhu appeared.

"I have no privacy, and I have no past."

The eighth Feng Xiuhu appeared.

"Not even me."

The ninth Feng Xiuhu appeared.

"You can see darkness, but you cannot see nothingness."

The tenth Feng Xiuhu appeared.

"Then what are these things you see now?"

When the eleventh Feng Xiuhu appeared, the conversation had moved on. He seemed to have strayed from questioning the God of Night and was now talking to himself in a dreamlike manner.

"If none of these are me, then who am I?"

"You want to see me, I want to see me, we both want to see me."

"But I can't see, I've forgotten myself."

"Can not go back."

"There is no way back, and I can't even remember what the place I'm supposed to go back to looks like."

"If you can see it, why don't you take me with you? I want to see it too."

The words came one after another, with almost no pause.

Before long, the God of Night was surrounded by a dense crowd of Feng Xiuhu, each of them facing her and staring intently at her.

As more and more people arrived, the God of Night had almost nowhere to stand, and the voices of Feng Xiuhu and his men became so loud that the God of Night could barely hear them, only feeling a buzzing in his ears.

"enough!"

She finally couldn't bear it any longer. With a sudden stomp of her foot, the power to freeze authority, along with her rage, swept outwards, instantly turning all the Feng Xiuhu into ice sculptures. The world fell silent.

"I lied to you."

Another Feng Xiuhu appeared before her.

Feng Xiuhu snapped his fingers, and all the ice sculptures immediately returned to their original state.

Feng Xiuhu smiled at her: "I see it, it's the rhythm of rules, but there are no rules here."

The God of Night stared at him blankly: "Who...who are you?"

"A homeless person who can't see the way."

Feng Xiuhu took her hand and placed it on his chest: "Let's give it a try and see if spying on power can reveal anything."

The God of Night gritted his teeth slightly: "You said it yourself."

Feng Xiuhu nodded, closed his eyes, and all the "Feng Xiuhu" figures around him vanished silently.

The Goddess of Night sensed his sincerity. She took a deep breath, and the invisible laws of nature rippled outwards. Centered on the Goddess of Night, a huge pupil-shaped rune instantly appeared, radiating magnificent light.

As his long hair danced in the wind, the God of Night glanced at Feng Xiuhu one last time before slowly closing his eyes.

The air was intensely hot.

The god of night suddenly opened his eyes—

fire.

She saw an endless sea of ​​fire.

The towering flames obscured everything, and the air was filled with piercing cries and agonizing wails.

The God of Night was at the center, flames licking at the hem of her skirt, the intense heat scorching her skin, and rolling waves of heat engulfing her, making even breathing seem like a luxury.

A look of grief and indignation appeared on the Goddess of Night's face—she felt that she had been tricked by Ma Er again.

In this apocalyptic fire, there was no space for shadows to exist; Ma Er deliberately sent her in!

The God of Night attempted to sever the connection between her and Feng Xiuhu, halting his spying and leaving the place, but then suddenly realized in despair that she could no longer sense the authority.

Not only authority, but even magical power has vanished.

How can this be?

Is it an illusion?
She was fully conscious, and the scalding flames and the smell of burning were so real.

The God of Night panicked.

She tried to find an exit, but all she could see was flames.

The fire had spread to her feet and ignited her skirt.

The God of Night stomped out the flames and bit his lip as he surveyed his surroundings.

die?

She wasn't afraid, but she didn't want to die here—in the fragments of a stranger's thoughts.

Just then, the God of Night heard heavy footsteps.

Turning my head, I saw a figure emerge from the flames.

……

Forest glade.

Feng Xiuhu shook hands with the God of Night: "No need to see me off."

"Ah."

The God of Night nodded expressionlessly: "No need to see me off."

Feng Xiuhu cautioned her, "Don't try to figure things out of people's heads all the time."

The God of Night nodded: "Okay, I've got it."

Feng Xiuhu added, "Don't stay alone all the time. Experts say that if you stay like this for too long, you're prone to depression. Go out for walks and get some sunshine whenever you have time."

The God of Night glanced at him sideways: "...Are you leaving or not?"

Feng Xiuhu withdrew his hand: "I'm leaving now."

He came by chance and left just as abruptly.

As Feng Xiuhu turned and walked to the edge of the open space, he saw that the man was still sitting in the same spot.

He clapped his hands and muttered to himself, "Home...the way...we found the way...Mother...Big Brother brought back food..."

Feng Xiuhu, who was almost past, turned back, waved at the God of Night in the distance, and shouted, "I'm taking this person with me too!"

The God of Night did not respond, but gave Feng Xiuhu a deep look before turning and walking into the depths of the woods.

(End of this chapter)