Capítulo 1203: Chapter 124: Joy (Part 3)
However, the arrow she left on so part of him was still there, the place still retained her warmth.
Fisher clutched his chest, at the threshold of his heart that was about to cease beating entirely, he seed to feel that arrow, that arrow about to ignite and beco as scorching as magma…
Even though he had completely rid himself of Death by this mont, already accomplished his aim of arriving in this era, even if Helair’s demise might truly be destined, just like when he wanted to change Tangze yet was utterly powerless…
He did not want to regret.
If Helair really died before him, he might truly regret for a lifeti.
“What a joke!!”
The next second, with a roar as if it would separate the two hues, Fisher grimaced and stepped forward, the force instantly shattering the stone beneath his feet.
Following that, he leapt straight off the stone, diving into the deep dark Ocean.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
The black ocean below slowly parted before his furious aura, opening its blood basin to him as if filled with bloodlust and agitation, also like an embrace opening its arms…
“Splash!!”
“Ahhhhhh!”
As Fisher plunged into that profound darkness, the depth imasurably deeper than the entire Universe trembled as if boiling, he felt an unprecedented imnse pain, making him howl and roar unable to bear it.
Countless maddening whispers and the collapse of rules seeped into his soul through his fragile body, as if intending to completely fill and stain his soul like they did to every other living creature.
Yet similarly, upon realizing Helair was enduring such tornt at this mont, he grew even more anxious. So no matter how agonizing, he desperately swam towards Helair’s location.
This process is hard to describe. Just staying here for one second, any robust soul, any consciousness of life seed ready to be consud by the black ocean, rging with it like a handful of clear water.
But with eyes only for the endlessly sinking Helair, Fisher didn’t realize; at this mont, he resembled a vortex in the dark ocean, as Chaos, as vast as an ocean, continuously flowed into his soul and body, yet he kept absorbing the surrounding Chaos like a black hole.
That ocean, treating everyone equally, intending to engulf them, unexpectedly unveiled its secrets before Fisher’s soul.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
Now, in the world’s outer layer, deep within, that elusive Spirit Realm, through flickering newborn stars, through rivers of consciousness without rule or shape, through the remnants of civilizations arrived from nowhere, deep within the Spirit Realm, at what seed to be a junction linking with sowhere outside, sitting quietly at the Gap as if at the Ultimate, a lodious song faintly echoed.
Now, in the Gap, within the current world, nested within layer upon layer of intertwined space and ti, the Divine wrapped in the golden glow of fate first noticed the song from Beyond the World, seemingly startled, the golden light on Him growing brighter, yet surprisingly the song seed unaware of Him, directly surpassing this deep location.
At this mont, the Gap suddenly beca agitated, erecting layers of solid barriers, seemingly intending to block out the song, but everything, everything appeared like bubbles before the song…
Now, the great existence concealed within the current world among stars, ceaselessly hamring at stars and galaxies with His imnse power, suddenly paused, as if also hearing the song making Him tremble…
Under Him, the pale-faced androgynous Demigod squinted his eyes, solemnly gazing towards the world beyond, in the direction of the Spirit Realm.
The next second, the phantom wings behind that Demigod slowly spread open, and in an instant, he vanished from his place.
But, what exactly is that terrifying song singing?
Even the Divines do not know, yet solely, solely, they felt a touch of pure joy from the song.
“Helair!!”
In the dark ocean, Fisher, struggling to swim forward incessantly, could not sense his uniqueness, could not perceive he could bear the soul of an entire ocean without visible bounds, nor feel the joy from the song from the Outer Realm…
Now his mind was about to explode entirely, clueless on what his form and soul would corrode into, his eyes only for the angel continuously sinking.
As Helair was about to be fully subrged, he gritted his teeth and with reddened eyes, made a desperate grasp forward, in that instant his every effort finally transford into grasping the angel’s fair wrist.
He firmly held on to Helair.
In that mont, as if influenced by hallucinations or whispers, he suddenly heard a profound song he couldn’t understand, and the person before him seed to embody that song.
“What a joke! How can you die?!”
But the madness in his mind was too intense, how could he discern?
All he could do was pull her tightly into his embrace, locking her into his arms.
At this instant, it was as if his chaotic heart finally found a harbor, calming sowhat.
He tremulously embraced the angel, unwilling to let her go again.
“Fe…”
In his arms, feeling his warm body, Helair feebly opened her eyes a tad, seemingly puzzled, uncomprehending and perhaps joyful at this man who risked everything to save her…
But just monts later, these emotions faded as she closed her eyes, unknowable to anyone.
Fisher’s complexion was starkly pale, the sensation of Chaos constantly flooding into him was an extrely painful process, the whispers and madness in his ears drilled through his mind like a power drill.
He did not know when he would completely succumb to madness, but before that, he must take Helair out.
Fisher tightly held Helair in his arms, squinting his now blood-red eyes, looking at nine terrifying light spheres above drawing closer like Suns.
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