socalfunplaces Chapter 466 My Life Belongs To Me
Chapter 466 My Life Belongs To Me
Seven gemstones of different colors adorn the white throne, while the face of the man cannot be seen, he is surrounded by a dense, almost material halo, only a pair of heavy eyes, like split pupils, through endless Space and time stare ahead.
Neksia walked into the hall slowly, put one hand on the sword, walked out of the queue on both sides, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully. "Father, Neksha Carl, Captain of the Thirteenth Squad, has come to see you
"There is a mission for you."
Perched on the throne, Fang Yu propped his cheek with one hand and tapped the armrest with the other, his cold voice echoed in the white palace: "Someone interfered with the timeline of the past, you want to go back to Newcastle fifteen years ago , help the weak me through this disaster."
"Yes, father!"
Without half a minute of hesitation, Nai Xia agreed, but after a while of hesitation, she raised her head and asked. "Excuse me, father, what ending do you see in your eyes?"
"you die."
Fang Yu's heavy gaze was gloomy for a moment, he paused his tapping fingers, and said weakly, "But I will survive and walk on the right path from now on, this is the value of me adopting you."
"die………………"
This intricate word made Naxia slightly startled, then buried her head deeply, as if unwilling to face this ending.
"Go ahead, Keser"
Fang Yu's voice didn't waver, he didn't care about the girl's reaction at all, and still said in the same cold voice. "Finish your mission and don't let me down.
"It's... father."
"Floating Life" completed its final mission, the broken blade trembled slightly, and let out a wail similar to the soul.
Exhausting the last trace of mental pressure, it shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the ground, leaving only the lonely hilt and the white ribbon tied on it, floating in the gusts of wind.
This scene caught Fang Yu's attention.
It was as if a hammer had been slammed into his heart, rattling his brain and shutting it down instantly, shattering the last remnants of his hallucinations and forcing him to face the cruelest end.
Naikshia....... is dead!
After experiencing contact with "Floating Life", Fang Yu not only saw the fragmented memories, but also understood the ability of this knife.
Unlike other Zanpakutō, 卍解 will not intuitively increase combat effectiveness, nor will it double the mental stress of the user. Its only ability is to connect all the essence of its parallel universes through this knife!
Using the floating life as the carrier, Nexusia summoned all her parallel universe essences at the same time, and then through sacrifices, gathered the power of countless parallel space-time essences to forcibly cut off and seal the defective god's power star.
The truth is here.
But what shocked Fang Yu most was a vague memory.
It goes without saying that Wilbur Whatley was responsible for the whole catastrophe, but it was himself in the future who really brought about the destruction of Nicaea! Who was he?
This spiritual king is Fang Yu-Carl
The tall pure white throne, the seven sparkling gems inlaid on it, the eyes with pupils as heavy as cracked eyelids, all these features tell him that this person is Fang Ya Carl
He's the one who brought the Nickia back! He's the one who brought the Nickia back.
He made Nexia sacrifice herself! He made Nexia sacrifice herself.
In other words, it was he who, seeing the end, chose such an almost ruthless decision!
Although this memory is very short, only a few short sentences, he still clearly felt an extremely strong sense of alienation from that Fang Yu.
The self sitting on that pure white throne has become a stranger to him.
He seemed to have lost his humanity, deprived of any signs of emotional fluctuations, turned into a cold stone.
In those eyes that symbolized omniscience, he saw only an almost pure indifference and disregard, like a god who looks mercilessly at the most insignificant things in the world.
Here...he's seen it before!
It was the paleness of the countless nebulae in the bronze portal summoned by the God of Dismemberment, the huge amounts of eyes looking at the world through the crack of the door, the indifferent, cold gaze.
He hated it, that kind of look.
There was nothing human in those eyes.
In the eyes of the future spirit king Fang Yu, adopting Nexia and handing over power to this girl seems to be just an illusion, carefully cultivated for this day.
A prop that would allow him, the former underdog, to survive this disaster and stay on track.
"On the right track?..."
Fang Yu knelt down, carefully raised the handle of the knife, and held it in his hand, looking at the tattered Fusheng, the white ribbon gently caressing his cheek in the breeze "exuding a faint fragrance"
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The memory flashed in front of my mental vision, and the scenes flashed like a marquee.
From the first time I saw this slightly nervous blonde in the hotel lobby, to our blood connection, although we have not been together for a long time, we have already left an important place in Fang Yu's heart! She is my friend.
She seems somewhat reserved and rarely expresses herself.
But she always followed closely behind him, glanced cautiously at him from time to time when he was not paying attention, and was always full of confidence in his speech and behavior, and his figure was always reflected in his emerald green eyes. the depths of the eye.
Although she clearly knows that she is just a "prop".
Despite this, she unswervingly obeys Ling Wang Fang Yu's orders and guides him to the right future, which is not good for him.
Fang Yu didn't realize all this until then.
Why Nexia keeps repeating "the right future" and the firm look in the girl's eyes when she turned her head before the final moment, I think she must be full of reluctance
The first time my father touched me, the first time my father hugged me, the first time I felt my father's love, the first time I followed my father..... In this broken Zanpakuto Buddha
It feels so hard with the remnants of Nexia's emotions!
Untold hardships, because of one death.
But the girl didn't have hesitation, she sacrificed herself like a candle, illuminating the future.
"Oh, what a silly girl."
Fang Yu slowly closed his eyes, holding the remaining handle of the Buddha knife, and the man on the pure white throne flashed in his mind, the corners of his mouth were pulled away bit by bit, revealing a full mouth of white and neat teeth. "Your father and I, what I hate the most in my life is self-righteous kindness, so I may let you down!"
The correct way?
No...never the right way!.
If he is destined to take this path in the future and become a soul king without any human emotions, then he would rather not have all of this now and become an ordinary person again, at least in this way he is still a "human", not a cold stone !.