Chapter 577: The Drowning Person from the Future (297 + 298)...

The elevator stopped after ascending, and the doors opened to both sides. Bai Liu slowly lifted her head and saw Cen Ming standing outside, his eyes bloodshot and his hands clenched.
Within a person's gaze, there was hatred, disbelief, and even a murderous intent, finally boiling over into the worst-case scenario imagined.
"So, that idiot actually saw the future like this..." Cen Ming's face twisted with a ferocious expression, and the cold laughter that came out of his throat seemed to carry a bloody scent, stumbling as he walked over, without any order or rhythm, but extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he was almost in front of Bai Liu, gripping the collar and pressing him down, filled with anger as he punched Bai Liu. "What..."
岑明的声音和拳头都在颤抖，眼眶里有泪光晃动,??声音断续沙哑：“怎么……”
“在【未来】里,??亲手杀了陆驿站！！”
"You have known it long ago, right? You have seen the 【future】! You must know the future, Heretic 0001, ??, is Land Station himself!"
"I have raised you with my own hands, ??, standing in front of you time and time again, doing my utmost for you, warning you of everything, but you actually killed me!!"
"Do you have it, Bailiu?!"
Bailiu's whipping action stopped abruptly, her pupils shrinking into tiny dots. Moments of dissonance from her memories instantly linked together, as if getting plunged into icy water. She entered a state of surreal realization.
...That day, yes, I saw the "future", in the "Future" heresy, I saw a small TV showing future moments, and a person wearing the uniform of the first team captain recording archives. At that time, it was natural for me to think that Luyizhan existed as a prophet in the heresy, just using the heresy's storage place to record archive information.
What is the small TV that shows [[the future]]?
I really didn't expect it... I didn't expect...
While Bai Liu was in a daze, Bai Yan smiled lightly in her ears —— [[It's normal that you didn't expect it.]]
【Because you didn't expect it, there are still human beings with self-awareness who serve as carriers for heresy in the world, right? No one would think that the small TV in the future is a heresy, while the active Lu Postal Station is.】
【That is a soul trapped in the future.】
【Even I didn't expect that the Land Station would become like that, and yet it is still attempting to save you.】
【Therefore, it has maintained consciousness, believing in your ability to change the outcome of the worldline.】
Even if she had already seen the future of all world lines.
Shirayuri pulled out her whip, shook off the pressure from Cenming, stood up, her chest heaving heavily. When she looked up and met Cenming's eyes, the pitch-black pupils reflected the silver-blue light pouring in through the window of space-time travel.
The light on the surface of the eyes scattered into bubbles, just like the breath of a drowning person in the deep sea.
658 world lines were spinning outside the window, and the light in Bai Liu's pupils scattered, just like the last breath of a drowning person dissipated in the deep sea.
...as a heretical carrier maintains consciousness.
Should think of, know, seen.
Then from the last prison of the rose factory, raising his head, full of withered petals, smiling and saying long time no see to the Land Post, sitting in front of the sand, wiping his eyes, choking and saying fifty percent of the Land Post-
——As if losing all my strength, I stood in front of you and said with relief:
【I have aged.】
【There is not a single living person behind me anymore.】
...Land Post Station.
What should have been thought and what was not thought of?
At this moment, even Bai Liu himself was a bit 'lost'. Clearly, so many facts were connected as fragments, and all that was needed was one more layer of deduction to reach a conclusion.
What didn't you think of?
"You have no emotions!!" Cen Ming yelled hoarsely, clutching the Death God Ring tightly. He swung the silver light created by the Death God Ring into a black long knife, aiming it at Bai Liu's head and slashing down. "You did it on purpose!"
"You deceived Lu Post Station! You clearly knew everything already, and you took advantage of the trust placed in you, and had the 'Prophet' authority transferred to you!"
"And then you killed again! You won the game again!"
"Playing with mortals, savoring their pain, is it not entertaining for you monsters?!"
With a single stroke, Cen Ming stabbed Bai Liu's shoulder and pinned it to the wall of the elevator, angrily roaring out his question, "It was your plot from the very beginning!"
Byakuya slowly lifted her head, gripping the knife of Zhenming's, tightly pulling it out, her voice broken and hoarse: "Yes..."
Fresh blood trickled down from the hand holding the blade.
"I didn't deceive the Lu Yi Station..."
"I just... know about the heretic 0001."
"You just what?!" Cen Ming swung his knife, pulled out his blade and struck again, brutally pressing the blade against Bai Liu's throat, and interrogated, "You have seen the Lu Yizhan in the future, how would you know?!"
Bai Liu used the whip to block the piercing sound of the blades and the whip, and the elevator door slowly closed, starting to descend. Bai Liu stretched out his foot to stop the elevator door, and his shoulder was struck by a knife, staining his white shirt with blood. It slid down and quickly turned a large area red.
…Let the elevator close and go down.
If they see what it looks like, they will definitely get involved and the situation will become uncontrollable.
Cen Ming exerted more force with the knife in his hand, it got stuck in the bone of Bai Liu's shoulder, and his voice was filled with extreme coldness and fury, saying, "Answer me, Bai Liu-"
"Don't give me the crappy reasons I know, I know how smart you are, you didn't deduce that The Heretic 0001 is Luyizhan —"
"— You volunteered to watch The Heretic 0001, just to provoke, to cause pain, so you could harvest it?!"
Bai Liu opened his mouth and answered truthfully.
Under Cen Ming's firm questioning, there was a moment when Bai Liu himself suddenly realized- could it be true that there are no monsters with emotions, so they intentionally pushed it out, torturing Lu Station, making everyone lose the game?
But obviously, it was not what I thought.
White Liu's voice once again appeared in White Willow's ear, soft and with a hint of laughter: 【It's really interesting to see you confused and in pain.】
【I have been watching you, and I can tell you the answer. You haven't deduced anything——】
【——Actually, you had a premonition, but people have a fearful attitude towards things they care about, just like Lu Yizhan avoiding the future, you are also avoiding something in the heretical article 0001 involving Lu Yizhan.】
【You fear, you think, so you refuse to admit it, that heresy is the Lu Postal Station itself.】
【- Just like you always feel like you can change the future set by God.】
"It seems like you have answered correctly," Cen Ming coldly retracted his long sword, flicking it away. The Death God Ring slid off his finger and transformed into the shape of a well. "I have nothing to say to sinners."
"Repent in the well for the remaining few years of your life."
【System Prompt: Heretic 0009, Cen Ming, uses the Monster Book skill - (Well of Sin) on player Bai Liu】
【This skill can imprison individuals recognized as guilty by the heretic in a well filled with monsters. If the imprisoned player does not escape from the well before quitting the game, they will die in the well (this skill ignores the Resurrection Card), with a cooldown period of thirty minutes.】
The entire system spacecraft starts to turn at this moment, causing a sudden jolt that pushes the completed pit of sinners to the left, just enough to push open the long whip that was blocking the elevator door in front of Bai Liu. The elevator door closes in Bai Liu's contracted pupils, as the system spacecraft rapidly descends in the vibration.
Bai Liu fell forward, crossing over Cen Ming and blocking the door, stepping on the pit of sinners. The pit of sinners began to devour, and Bai Liu swung his whip, grabbing the buckle in the elevator, holding onto himself as he sank. He lifted his head, and on his blood-stained face, those pitch-black pupils glimmered faintly.
"I... am really a monster."
"But I have emotions."
Cen Ming looked at the weeping Bai Liu, and his brain felt like it had been hit by something, momentarily waking up from the intense emotions.
The white willow before me, tears flowing without awareness, and the white willow six years ago, quietly shedding tears on the shoulders curled up in the Lu station, converged.
【Take a look at the person you are about to execute.】
【Truly a monster, not a human.】
Cen Ming's heart tightened for a moment, and the guilty well also tightened with the heart, stopping when it reached to cover Bai Liu's feet, shrinking from the size of an elevator shaft to only the size of a fist.
【System Warning: The heretic Cen Ming's agitation has undermined the ability to perceive player Bai Liu as a sinner and confine them to the Sinner's Well. The Sinner's Well technique is about to expire.】
"Oh, goodness." A voice with a smiling tone sighed from within the well, as if it had materialized from the ethereal whispers that had been lingering around Bai Liu's ears. "I had almost succeeded, and even the Hunter would have let you go."
"I didn't expect to still go soft on you, Bai Liu."
A hand wearing black gloves emerged from the edge of the well, just like tearing a book apart, tearing open the narrowed well opening. It reached out from the well filled with a silver-blue halo, grabbed Bai Liu's foot, and pulled downwards.
"The game has to continue." Bai Liu smiled at Bai Liu in the well and said, "So I have to intervene."
Bai Liu reached out his hand and smiled, saying, "Your soul will accompany me into the well and play some other games."
"The humanoid heretical soul on my autonomous spacecraft, only lacks you, Bai Liu."
As soon as the words fell, Bai Liu grabbed Bai Liang's ankle and pulled downwards. Bai Liang's soul was drawn out of his body, and his vacant body fell forward. At the same time, the elevator door slowly opened. Mu Si Cheng and Mu Ke, who had been anxiously waiting by the elevator door, turned around and saw Bai Liang slowly falling down.
Muke's expression froze.
"What did you do to Bailiu?" Muzi Chen's pupils contracted, his hands quickly turning into monkey claws, stepping on the fence to gain leverage and shooting into the elevator. His claw tips aimed straight for Cen Ming's throat, his voice filled with anger, "What did you do?!"
Mu Siceng forced Cenming into the elevator, attacking fiercely. Mu Ke caught Bailiu and handed her over to Liu Jiayi and Tang Er.
"Take good care of her," Mu Ke took a deep breath, "Me and Mu Siceng will go up first. After we clear the scene, you can take the next elevator."
Liu Jiayi's expression became serious. Before Tang Er had a chance to say anything, Mu Ke closely followed Mu Sichen into the elevator.
The elevator closed during the intense fight, and Tang Er originally wanted to follow upstairs, but Liu Jiayi stopped him.
A usually calm little girl, rare in being completely flustered, grabbed Tang Er's hand and trembled, her eyes hazy with gray: "Tang Er, I can't breathe..."
"Bai Liu, hold on!"
Tang Er quickly squatted down and checked Bai Liu's condition. His expression became even more unsightly. He had more gaming experience than Liu Jiayi and had encountered similar situations a few times before: "...Bai Liu's soul has been pulled out of his body."
"If White Willow finds her soul, she will die when logging out of the game."
"Before that, we will definitely make sure to destroy White Willow's body, reducing her life value to zero. The body will automatically deteriorate. Even if the soul comes out, without a body as a carrier, she will still be unable to log out of the game."
"...What will happen then?" Liu Jiayi looked at Bai Liu, who was not breathing, trying hard to hold back her tears.
"Bai Liu's soul..." Tang Er paused, "will forever stay on the spaceship."
“先上去，让白柳的躯体和灵魂相隔太远，然会断掉联系，后续融合会出问题。”
电梯缓缓打开，岑明几乎是将两疯了一样攻击的游走摔出电梯，电梯边的剧烈动静吸引了之前去其方猎鹿人队员，包括一直都在随找钥匙的丹尼尔。
Daniel's bored expression suddenly changed when he saw Muke and Mushi, who had been thrown up by Cenming. His apple-green eyes lit up.
"Ciao~" Daniel squatted down, smiling and waving his right hand at Muke and Mushi. "Finally, I meet you guys—"
"- I taught my useless underlings," the Godfather said.
Daniel's comical clown mask on his face twisted, and he laughed with excitement, pulling out the green sniper rifle from behind: "I finally killed you all, reducing the burden for my godfather!"
"Shoot them!" Cen Ming swung his hand and slashed the sniper rifle aimed at Mu Sicheng out of Daniel's hand, coldly reprimanding, "Obey orders in the league!"
The gun in Daniel's hand was knocked away. He shrugged indifferently and put the gun away behind his waist. "Ok, if you insist."
Mu Sicheng jumped up and slashed at Cen Ming's neck with his claws, his voice filled with malice: "Who needs your kindness!"
The elevator opened again, and Liu Jiayi and Tang Er entered. Tang Er stood in front of Bailiu's body, his expression cold and stern. The look in his eyes towards Cen Ming was almost filled with angry condemnation - he had guessed that the Soul Extraction technique was used, and the only person responsible was Cen Ming in the Well of Sin.
After all, only Daniel's Soul-Shattering Spear and Chen Ming's Sinners' Well are rule skills.
To retrieve Bai Liu's soul, only let Chen Ming open the Sinners' Well and spit out Bai Liu's soul.
Tang Er lifted Bai Liu with his left hand and placed her in a corner. With his right hand, he swiftly pulled out his gun and aimed it directly at Cen Ming's head. At the same time, Daniel, who had just hidden the gun behind him, looked at Bai Liu's body. His lips curled slightly as his apple-green eyes widened, resembling a ferocious beast that had caught a whiff of blood.
"The Godfather..."
The Joker laughed eerily, "I dreamt of you last night."
"—That was a beautiful dream."
"But when I woke up, you were by my side, and it turned into a nightmare."
The Joker pulled out the Soul Sniper Rifle, his face hidden behind a mask contorted with excitement. To everyone's surprise, he aimed the barrel at the prone figure of Bai Liu. The sniper rifle emitted a soothing green glow as it prepared to release a bullet capable of shattering souls. Everyone could hear the sound of the green bullet being loaded.
"You see my face for the first time, but why are you lying peacefully and dreaming?"
"The clown said cheerfully and happily."
"Everything was happening in slow motion. Tang Er's pupils contracted as he quickly stepped back to defend, while raising his gun to aim at Daniel."
White Willow's body was attacked!
Liu Jiayi tightly hugged White Willow, using her own body to block as much of the attack as possible. Her eyelashes trembled with fear and helplessness. Muke clenched her teeth and was about to use the ability [Flash Strike] -
However, in the field, the fastest one is always the last person.
Mu Sichen almost at a visible speed stood in front of Bailiu, his face showing no expression, just a blankness that had not yet been processed.
But blocked in front of Bai Liu.
In Daniel's eyes, there is a tasteless look, and in the sight of the aiming scope is the back of Mu Sichen - It was expected long ago that as long as he aimed the gun at the Godfather, these guys would rush to their deaths.
Does Cen Ming mean to target his own team members?
No, he doesn't.
It's the stupid team members who come to their death by themselves.
Daniel smirked and pulled the trigger.
- As long as these useless trash think a little bit, they would know why they won't 'shoot' their godfather.
The goal, from beginning to end, is just some idiots who are so stupid as to not realize how important the Godfather is.
A green bullet was fired.
Mok Ke's pupils shrank, and he threw out a dagger, aiming directly at Mu Si Cheng's back. Mu Si Cheng was struck and staggered, falling into Bai Liu's arms.
Which comes first, the step or the bullet?
The pale fire ignited on the body in an instant, and for a moment, Mushi Cheng's mind could still think — turns out getting hit by the fractured soul gun is only a feeling...
What Wang Shun said is true, it really hurts, like having a thousand knives scraping your body, being cut into millions of small pieces.
But what's even more distressing is the feeling of gradually losing one's thoughts.
Just like your life, without a moment of meaning, all your struggles and everything you do to survive become meaningless.
The fire burned onto Mu Sicheng's face. He struggled to lift his eyelids and looked at Bai Liu, who was sleeping without a hint of movement, suddenly smiled and tears fell from his eyes, flowing incessantly.
... Now I don't even have a soul.
Are you still my friend, Bailiu?
I really want to ask you face to face, you heartless guy...
But now...
It seems there is no way.
Mu Sichen's eyelids drooped, the fire burning upwards, wanting to burn the last bit to ashes. What remained in his thoughts was the first time Bai Liu spoke during a game-
——[I promised, I will definitely save them.]
Mu Sichen smirked and completely disappeared into the flames, leaving no trace behind.
I believe you, Bailiu.
【System prompt: Player Mu Sichen's soul is shattered, confirm death, exit the game.】