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"Of course." The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I will accept whatever you give me."

Qingning listened to the young man's words, but his eyes unconsciously fell on the ambiguous judge.

In his dream, the Lord Judge would step down from the high platform at this moment and use divine power to seal the criminal's memory and abilities.

He would hold this sinner who no one wants to forgive and say to him like a child: "Don't be afraid, I will help you forgive your sins..."

That's exactly what happened.

Qingning watched him gently embrace the young prisoner, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab the corner of his clothes: "Lord God, I am here..."

However, the moment his hand touched the judge, it turned into a shadow and could not be touched at all.

[I told you earlier: this memory is only a journey of consciousness, you cannot change any link, nor can you change any node. 】

Xiaobai climbed on his shoulder, but his childish voice said extremely cruel words at this moment: "In these memories, you can only witness as an outsider how you came to the end and how you rushed to the end." to a predetermined outcome. 】

【Will you let me witness my death again and again? 】 Qingning had tears hanging from the end of her eyes, and said with a mocking tone: 【You creatures from the God Realm are so compassionate that it makes people laugh! 】

[The judgment seat does not belong to the divine realm. 】 Xiaobai said sternly: 【All rights on the trial bench belong only to the judge, and others have no right to interfere in the slightest. 】

[So...is this what God meant? 】

Qingning lowered his eyes slightly and clenched his hands unconsciously: [Does he want me to witness him being tried and forced to die again and again? 】

Xiaobai shook his tail and said no more.

Qingning's eyes returned to the judge who was holding the young prisoner in his arms.

The man's face still had the same compassion as before, but when he looked at the young man in his arms, he showed a preference that was exclusive to the young man.

"My Aning, I have never been willing to punish you..."

"Even if the world declares to me that you have already sinned to such an extent that there is no forgiveness..."

"I can't bear it after all..."

These soft murmurs of his did not appear in Qingning's strange dream.

Qing Ning's eyes gradually turned doubtful as she looked at him.

The judge couldn't see Qing Ning. He just held the criminal in his arms tenderly and took him away from this oppressive judgment seat.

Qingning was left standing alone in the center of the trial platform, not knowing what was happening in front of her.

Xiaobai swung his tail and scratched his face: [Host, do you see clearly? 】

[Master Judge, he has never given up on you. He wants to suffer on your behalf. 】

Qing Ning didn't speak, just stared silently at the crack in space where the man left with the criminal.

Xiaobai shook his tail, clasped his clothes tightly with his little paws, and flicked a trace of light golden power from the tip of his tail into Qingning's eyebrows.

As the dizziness dissipated, Qingning opened her eyes and saw the environment in front of her clearly.

The near-insubstantial god held a frail baby and carefully sent him to a harmonious family.

Before the god's body completely weakened, Qingning heard what he said clearly.

"If you are the carrier of evil thoughts in the world, then I will create a world full of good thoughts for you."

"My Aning deserves the best in the world."

He struggled to break free from the bonds on his body and approached the disappearing god, but it turned into nothingness again.

Perhaps Qingning's obsession with the god was too much, and it actually disturbed the god who was about to disappear.

He subconsciously looked back, his eyes seemed to be staring at Qing Ning: "A Ning?"

Qingning opened his mouth to respond to him, but the chains tied to his body were dragging his body dutifully, hindering his vocal cords, not allowing him to move forward even half an inch, nor allowed him to open his mouth to speak.

Probably because he didn't get a response for a long time, the god who was about to disappear looked up at the harmonious family and laughed dumbly.

"Aning, why have I already missed you before I separated from you?"

The loud cries of children could be heard from the family behind him, but the gods in front of him had turned to the point of being transparent.

Qingning noticed a tear falling from the end of his eye.

He waved gently to the house and said warmly: "Aning, goodbye..."

"I hope you like this world."

Even when it was time to dissipate, the expression on his face was still so cold and compassionate, with eternal goodwill towards the world.

He forcibly broke free from the chains that bound him, and he stumbled towards the place where the gods disappeared. Trying his best, he could not catch the gods who had disappeared from this world.

"Lord God!"

"Lord God..."

Qingning's voice was already filled with tears. He knelt on the ground and called over and over again to the gods who had long since disappeared from this world.

Xiaobai couldn't bear to see him like this.

He began to doubt the decision made by the Lord Judge, exposing the truth that had been covered up in such a decisive way.

Is this... right?Still wrong?

The newly born child seemed to have been coaxed by his family, and the loud cries and howls turned into the silver bell-like laughter of a child.

Qingning's body froze, and her dead eyes fell on the happy and harmonious family behind her.

The child who was born did not know that his birth was at the cost of the disappearance of a god...

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Xiaobai jumped on his shoulder again: [Host, dear, this is just the past, you shouldn't dwell on it too much. 】

Qing Ning's fingertips touched her painful temples, and her eyes, as deep as ink, slowly faded away from the dead silence and turned into a strange calm.

He ignored Xiaobai's voice and walked towards the harmonious family.

Xiaobai was worried that his state would cause trouble, so he quickly followed him.

But Qingning did nothing. He just stood quietly on the edge, far away from the happy atmosphere of the family's arrival of the new baby.

For such a day that everyone hoped to be born, it was something he had never dared to think about in his dreams.

But he doesn't want it anymore...

Simply because days like this are a world created by the god who sympathizes with the world at the expense of his own disappearance.

In such a world, prisoners who have committed heinous crimes will also enjoy honey-like warmth.

Qing Ning should have been happy about this. He should have been grateful that he was born in this world that everyone hoped for, instead of a dirty trash can.

But he doesn't want to.

He looked at the newborn who was loved by everyone from a distance across the crowd, and he couldn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.

In a world filled with kindness to him, there would be no more gods...