socalfunplaces Chapter 565 - 180: Just a Passing Magical Girl
Chapter 565 - 180: Just a Passing Magical Girl
Thunder roared, yet the purple figure remained dazzling amidst the crisscrossing lightning.
Violet eyes like gem stones merely gazed at him without emotion.
Such lofty eyes, as if never considering himself in their view.
The ashes in his hand scattered in the fierce wind.
With lightning howling, the old man drew his weapon.
It was a pistol.
"Do you know how difficult survival is?"
"Do you know that in a world of despair, just surviving and bringing hope to others is such a great thing?"
"Do you know how hard they have worked to sustain this world?"
Attempting to move a being that seems akin to a deity with words.
Yet all words are insignificant and small in the thunder’s roar.
"I have witnessed countless rises and falls of civilizations, the birth and demise of empires, over endless ages, and only mortal ignorance is eternal. But amidst the curses’ baptism, only mortals’ foolishness while surviving can surpass despair."
"Even the wisdom and splendor of the Emperor must fall and fade in the endless curses, only mortal folly is everlasting, only mortal desires never cease!"
"This world doesn’t need you, Magical Girl!"
A trigger was pulled, and a bullet cursed shot out.
Huge lightning struck down!
The bullet and curses melted in the lightning, and violet lightning struck the old man!
However, the power of this lightning wasn’t great; the pitch-black garment wrapped around the old man was in tatters as he knelt on the ground, smoke rising from his entire body.
Yet he refused to bow his head, only gazing up, staring at the still expressionless figure who did not speak.
Only coldly gazing at his disaster.
Pupils shifting slightly downwards, as if looking down upon a mere insect.
Heaven and earth are ruthless.
Using all creatures as straw dogs!
The old man recalled the words that echoed in the sky when the other appeared.
Seeming to be the final pronunciation and judgment upon the world.
All grievances, pain, and unwillingness over the years erupted.
The hardships and efforts along the way seemed to be meaningless.
If before the curse, the Curse Realm could still resist like human beings.
Gaining hope and a distant future from their earnest struggle.
But before this catastrophe, such vague hope did not exist.
The Curse Realm’s people were like sheep awaiting slaughter, with no respect or value of mankind.
Life and death rested on their whim.
Truly straw dogs, worthless sacrifices.
He reached out towards the sky, amidst the lightning, crying out somewhat madly.
"Say something!"
"Say something?"
The other finally spoke, making the old man who wanted to cry out momentarily suffocate.
All emotions were suppressed back, and he struggled to look at the other.
The lightning continued to miss him.
Apart from the earlier shot of retaliation, all the lightning flashed and roared only around, melting the ground.
The other had no intention of killing her.
Of course, realizing this, a faint hope finally emerged amidst despair.
The Magical Girl was not some exceedingly evil enemy.
Once the Emperor had said when he still existed.
"Magical Girls are indeed naive. Even facing enemies, they wish to save... It seems that when encountering a Magical Girl, just kneeling and begging for mercy ought to suffice for survival, haha."
Even the coldest Magical Girl is still a Magical Girl after all.
"We do not intend to harm others, we are merely cornered..."
Thus beginning to show weakness, plea for mercy, he spoke of the hardships of the Curse Realm.
The people here had no choices.
Bearing curses from birth, all surviving in a world already dead.
The old man held a pocket watch, introducing it to the powerful Magical Girl.
This was once the relic of Lica, the leader of the Curse Realm, from before the curse spread worldwide, when no one realized the terror of curses, Lica already resisted the curse single-handedly for a century for the people of the Curse Realm.
Even as she became grotesque and fearsome, feared and shunned by all, she never stopped fighting the curse.
Ultimately, she was entirely consumed by the curse.
Then he took out the crown, speaking of the Emperor.
He was the great leader after Lica, who gathered the spreading curse within himself and used the curse of the Death God’s Notebook to suppress it.
Sitting on the throne, delayed the Curse Realm’s survival for a long time.
Even the search for help beyond began with the Emperor, attempting to find ways to save their world with other Old World Alliances.
Brilliant strategies, although autocratic and savage, was undoubtedly the savior of the Curse Realm.
Even at the last moment, maintaining his dignity and pride as Emperor, he paved the way for the people.
Even on the day of his death, people still lived in the Emperor’s legacy.
The brilliance flashed by humanity in the face of life and death, how many heroes were sacrificed, enduring untold hardships, to finally reach this point.
Finally reaching the step where hope was gained.
"The Curse Realm is not some small world that should easily be destroyed, its history, its people, are heavy and living beings. What you destroy is not a world, not a group of ants, but a civilization, a group of fearless humans!"
Each person’s wish, each person’s pursuit, each person’s effort and life.
The old man told the childlike Magical Girl about the heroes who gave their all for the Curse Realm, those ordinary struggling people, imploring for her mercy and softening.
"Because of these heroes’ continued efforts and struggles, the Curse Realm managed a slight respite for some people, they proved the greatness of those heroes’ feats, they are the proof of the miracle created by everyone in the Curse Realm!"
He watched as the girl’s expression changed from indifferent to somewhat interested.
Unable to hold back, tears flowed.
Not only did the ancestors save the Curse Realm in their time.
Even in death, using their achievements, they paved a way out of despair for the Curse Realm!
"Please save everyone! They are just innocent and pitiful ordinary people, struggling to survive amidst the curse’s despair! None of them are bad people. Just give them a place where they can survive, that’s all we need... Just a place to live, is our greatest desire..."
The girl amidst the lightning finally turned her head, looking at him, "Where are the people?"
Wiping tears, the old man finally rose with some joy, pointing to the earlier Prayer Hall, "Over there! Everyone is over there!"
He wished to rush back to tell everyone the good news...
Boom!
A waterfall of thunder slurry suddenly drowned the area he pointed to!
The viscous thunder slurry nearly turned the entire earth, with the molten glaze seeping into the ground, filling all the safe houses!
Screams and wails echoed up to the sky!
Almost suppressing the thunder!
The old man’s smile froze, his wrinkled face squeezed into a mass, staring blankly at the eradicated people in the Prayer Hall due to his indication, then turned.
The Magical Girl, like a catastrophe, had eyes filled with lightning, calm as an ancient well.
"Why..."
Feeling inadequate compared to Luo ancestry still existing in the Swallowing Starry Sky of Earth.
"First, correct a mistake." Zi Yuan raised her hand, lazily but eloquently pointing at the old man.
Violet lightning struck down!
"You are not the proof of past Curse Realm efforts surviving." Zi Yuan withdrew her hand, turning away, "You are the Chong Ghosts of the Disaster Beast’s curse."
The charcoal-like old man lay on the ground, slowly melted, and transformed into countless dead maggots.
"Providing rest to the deceased is a cultivator’s virtue."
The girl walked, thunder slurry roaring, expanding to the whole world!
"You’re welcome."