I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

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"Besides, if I don't tell you these things, you'll never know how to leave here."

"Trist said again."

"Do you know how I should get out of here?"

Lu Ban confirmed it.

"Yes, although this place can be roughly equivalent to the real world, there are still some differences from the complete alien realm."

Drizzt coughed twice, pulled the blanket tighter around himself, and then spoke.

"As I just said, if you're willing, the crisis we're facing now can vanish into nothingness, and time can be restarted from the moment we first met. So, from this, you can also deduce the conditions for escaping from here."

He didn't mince words, but spoke directly.

"That means we're all dead, Lu Ban. As long as those who are close to you die, the foundation of this world will be shaken. When the most important person passes away, you will be able to return to the beginning. In the middle of this journey, you will have the opportunity to face that person directly and thus break free from the shackles of this world."

"Trist said, his voice hoarse, as if he was suppressing something."

"So, if we want to return to your world, we must die, and you must witness our death."

Chapter 933 No matter the cost

Upon hearing Trist's words, Lu Ban was surprised, but also had a feeling that he had expected this.

Because the creator of this world, or rather the "Dark Ones," wanted Lu Ban to be forever trapped here, the unfortunate deaths of those around him were definitely something Lu Ban didn't want to see. If it were just one person, it could be considered a pity.

If everyone dies, then Lu Ban's existence in this world will completely lose its meaning, because even this place is filled with despair and sorrow, so Lu Ban has no reason to stay here. The "Dark One" obviously didn't put Lu Ban here because he wanted to see this kind of plot.

Therefore, as Drizzt said, only when everyone around Lu Ban is dead will he be able to look back on the past and find an opportunity to leave.

However, in normal daily life, neither Trist nor Sia would die unexpectedly, so it's impossible for Lu Ban to so easily get behind the scenes.

But now, on this island, Lu Ban and his group are facing their greatest crisis yet.

Not all, but at least most of their companions are likely to die in the monster's attack.

and so……

Lu Ban realized what was happening.

"Are these monsters the power of outsiders?"

Just as Lu Ban initially envisioned, if he wanted to escape this world, he had to rely on the power of other indescribable beings.

Clearly, the "Dark One" would not easily disrupt the environment around Lu Ban.

Therefore, all of this could only be the work of some Great Old Ones who have become aware of this place.

Even harming Drizzt was the will of that great being.

Even if Lu Ban were told that the deaths of everyone around him would allow him to return to reality, he might not actually be able to act decisively and ruthlessly.

"You can think of it this way: I was attacked by those monsters and seriously injured, but the one who orchestrated all of this didn't want me to leave, so he saved me. In that instant, I also gained all my memories, so I know that as long as you can meet the conditions, you can completely leave this world."

Trist's voice became very soft, as if he were about to use up all his strength, and every word was like a last will and testament left to the world.

"Actually, that person also left me a message."

He was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"As long as you stay here, I can also have a long life. My life will not end here, and I can even have a happy ending."

"I might meet a lady, have a simple yet romantic love, get married and start a family, lead new recruits in the bureau to continue fighting criminals, worry about daily necessities and children's studies, retire, carry some old ailments from my work days, drink tea and chat with old friends, and finally pass away under the care of my children."

As Drizzt spoke, he coughed up a pool of black, stagnant blood. His internal organs were gradually failing, and his face was deathly pale.

It was pitch black outside, so dark that even the sea was barely visible. In the darkness, where one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face, it seemed as if an ancient evil god was whispering.

"I don't want to die."

Trist looked at Lu Ban.

Lu Ban understood perfectly.

No one can truly let go of these feelings.

Even a chosen one like Drizzt, even if he chose that fate in the real world.

But no one is truly unafraid of death.

Even if Drizzt made that choice under those circumstances, would he make the same choice again if given the chance?

In many situations, people make choices out of necessity.

Firefighters rushing into fires to save children, soldiers forming human walls in floods, and police officers battling vicious criminals—many people sacrificed themselves and became heroes in irreversible circumstances.

Chosen ones like Drizzt and Sia were simply pushed into that position step by step by fate.

They were not born great beings; they simply chose their own end amidst a life of mere survival and inevitable death.

But now, given another chance with all his memories, would Drizzt really accept that fate again?

"Even if I knew all of this, it was all part of His calculations. He can see into people's hearts. He knows that even if I know all this, He won't let you leave easily. Rather, knowing the truth might be the reason why you stay here."

Drizzt said that the car was bumping and he was swaying, but he was becoming more and more sluggish, like a wind-up doll that had lost its power and might collapse to the ground at any moment.

"But now that things have come to this, I have no choice, haha."

He suddenly burst into laughter, followed by a series of coughs that were heartbreaking to hear.

"Hang in there, Uncle Cui."

Hearing the cough, Xia glanced back, then turned around. They were very close to the dock; they could find a boat, use the GPS to leave the island, and head to other nearby islands, or at least avoid the monsters' attacks at sea.

Trist glanced at Sia, then turned back to look at Lu Ban.

“I know that if I were to follow my true intentions, I would never let you leave here. So, I chose to stay and help you fight off these monsters. If I die in the unavoidable danger, then I will have no regrets.”

He grabbed Lu Ban's hand; Trist's hand had turned icy cold, just like the night.

“I know very well that you won’t kill me or us to return to reality. So you should also understand the choice I made after knowing all this. If I were trapped in the virtual world and you were in my position, you would make the same choice. I’m sure of that.”

Drizzt said earnestly, his strength waning until it was almost like that of a baby.

"It's alright, it's just returning to the original state. I'm already a dead man, but in any case, giving me this opportunity to say these words to you is a good deed that guy did."

Lu Ban felt that Trist suddenly tightened his grip.

It was as if he had traveled through time and returned to the time when he was at his most spirited. With all his might, Trist grabbed Lu Ban's hand tightly.

The agony of death spread across his face. You could see that Drizzt's pupils gradually dilated and then became unfocused. In the instant of death, he would experience immense pain, far surpassing anything else.

"Remember us, Lu Ban."

Drizzt spoke in a hoarse voice, staring intently at Lu Ban as if trying to etch Lu Ban's image into his eyes.

"No matter the cost, you will save the world."

His face suddenly contorted. At that moment, all his cells began to fail, and his consciousness was like a candle flickering in the wind, about to go out with only a little bit left.

"Mother."

The slurred words coming from Drizzt's mouth represented his last vestige of consciousness, like a newborn baby. In his final moments, Drizzt uttered the same words he had uttered when he was born.

Then, that faint light disappeared from Drizzt's pupils.

The typhoon delayed things for a long time.

Chapter 934 A Great Dream

The car was still bumping along, but Trist had stopped moving.

He was wrapped in that dirty blanket, frozen in that moment.

His eyes reflected Lu Ban's face; in the darkness, it was like the only light.

Lu Ban had experienced separation before, but he had never witnessed the passing of a friend like this.

But he also knew that this was not the end, and he could not stop yet.

The car stopped, and Xia turned around. Before she could say anything, she noticed Trist's appearance.

"Uncle Cui?"

Sia reached for the back seat, but stopped halfway, being careful not to touch Trist.

It's as if this event hasn't happened until I confirm it myself.