Haunted Places Live

At the moment when the Prophet Lynch's attention was distracted by the nuclear bomb, Chu Yang tore apart the reality with his bare hands without a door, and quickly fled into another reality with Lynch.

This is a relatively distant reality. It has obviously experienced some major natural disasters. What should have been the outskirts of the city is a desert. The deep shadow of Nottingham City in the distance lies under the pale moonlight.Chu Yang knelt on the ground exhausted, and the vines began to shrink into his body.

Lin Qi lightly pressed Chu Yang's shoulder, squatted beside him, carefully observed Chu Yang's expression, "Xiao Yang, how are you doing?"

Chu Yang raised his head and saw his Lynch, but the memory of the Prophet Lynch came into his mind vividly.He started to cry and hugged Lynch suddenly.

Lin Qi's heart was also clenched tightly, he gently wrapped around Chu Yang's shoulders, and stroked the hair of the person in his arms with his hands, "Is there any discomfort? Is there any injury?"

Chu Yang grabbed Lynch's clothes on the back with all his strength, his body trembling.Thick fear, the fear of losing the final salvation made him unable to control his body.He breathed heavily, telling himself over and over to calm down, calm down, but there was nothing he could do.

"We can't escape..." He heard his nervous voice whisper, "We have been seen, seen by those gods, and we can't escape anymore...I will lose you, I don't want to lose you, I I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to..."

"Hush..." Lynch kissed Chu Yang's hair, "I'm not going anywhere, you won't lose me, I'll always be with you."

Chu Yang whispered in his ear, "Yes... the Prophet Lin Qi lost his Chu Yang, so I will definitely lose you..."

Lin Qi grabbed Chu Yang's shoulders with both hands, making him straighten up.He looked into Chu Yang's eyes seriously, "Tell me, what exactly did you see?"

"Memory...the memory of the prophet." Chu Yang spoke in disorganized and chaotic language, telling what he saw, occasionally trembling nervously, occasionally laughing strangely, and suddenly seemed to cry again.Obviously his Sanity has reached a very low danger level, so sometimes the preamble is inconsistent, and sometimes he even mentions some inexplicable details.But Lin Qi still listened carefully, trying to piece together the fragmented truth in Chu Yang's words.All this is indeed consistent with the experience of the first pair of twins that his father mentioned to him, but there is always something wrong.

The only difference between myself and Prophet Lynch is experience, so if Prophet Lynch can have such a powerful entropy power, I should be able to too.

What is the strongest Lynch, obviously everyone is the same.

But when he thought that as long as he gave the right experience, he would become a prophet, Lynch felt a bone-chilling chill.

"Xiao Yang, have you shown the Necronomicon to the Prophet?" Lynch asked in a soft voice, holding Chu Yang's hand, and constantly rubbed his palm with his fingers.

"No, no one has seen it." Thinking of the thick darkness that exploded in his consciousness, the universe full of darkness and madness, squirming primitive creatures, rotting limbs, and death-worshiping civilizations ...He felt that his body and spirit were rotting together.

And there was something gigantic and incomprehensible wriggling in the fog of the unknown, that endless black mass that contained everything and devoured everything.That thing frightened him, terrified him, because he knew it was the end of everything and the beginning of it all.They are doomed to return to that horrible thing, turning into dots of atoms and cells in its body.

Seeing that Chu Yang was in a daze, as if his consciousness was being pulled to an unknown and dangerous place, Lynch immediately shook his shoulder.Chu Yang suddenly came back to his senses, and the look of panic became more and more obvious.

"Xiao Yang." Lynch looked at him seriously, "Let me read that book."

"No!" Chu Yang yelled, "No! You will go crazy!"

"Only by letting me read that book can we survive!" Lin Qi put his hands on Chu Yang's cheeks, his face solemn, "He read the original version of the king in yellow, plus Nyarato With the help of Tip, I became the current prophet. If I want to defeat him, I must read the Necronomicon!"

"In that case, none of us can escape... the end result will be the same..." Chu Yang's eyes were loose, and he muttered to himself, as if he had entered another world.Lin Qi knew that Chu Yang's sanity might have entered an irreversible crisis. Even if they could defeat the Prophet and save the countless realities, Chu Yang would never be able to return to normal.He will endure the torture of madness forever, hear non-existent voices, see non-existent figures, be depressed, self-mutilate...becoming a dangerous and unapproachable lunatic in people's mouth.

Even if the world is normal, Chu Yang will fall into darkness forever, no one will pity him, and even people will say that he is the culprit.

In this world, there will be no place for Chu Yang, nor for them.All redemption is in vain.

This kind of cognition caused Lynch to feel a twinge of pain in his heart, and it was almost difficult to maintain the expression on his face and hide the despair in his heart.

But he can't give up. If he also gives up at this time, they will really lose to the prophet.

"Xiao Yang, concentrate!" Lin Qi forced Chu Yang's lingering gaze to stay on his face, and captured Chu Yang's eyes with his magical pupils, "You don't have to think about anything, just trust me!"

Trust Lynch...

Don't think about anything, trust Lynch...

Chu Yang unconsciously followed Lin Qi to repeat this sentence, as if it was the last thing he could grasp.Lin Qi clasped Chu Yang's with his index finger, and pressed the back of Chu Yang's head with his other hand, pressing their foreheads together for a long time.

In this strange and desolate world, they exchanged breaths and exchanged all the bits and pieces of their past relationship.Lynch whispered in his ear, "Do you remember the first time we met? At the Tirosa Hotel, you helped me with my luggage."

Chu Yang took a deep breath and nodded.How could he not remember that at that time, he didn't even like Lynch very much, thinking that he was a spoiled young master who went around to death, and since he came, there were all kinds of dangers around him... He would never Thinking that one day I will be so dependent on this seemingly frivolous man, so afraid of being separated from him.

"At first, I just thought you were serious and wanted to tease you. But then I heard you play the cello for the first time, and I don't think I can let you go." Lynch sighed softly, "Others heard It’s the song of death, but I seem to hear my other half, the other half I’ve lost for a long time.”

Lin Qi's words, like the last ray of sunshine in this dark and chaotic world, shot into Chu Yang's chaotic mind.All the pain, crimes, blood debts... all recede and become eclipsed in front of this ray of light.Lynch's gentle aura protects him in every possible way, separating him from all unknown and huge horrors, and the world suddenly becomes very small, so small that there are only the two of them.

"I don't want to harm you..." Chu Yang murmured.

"But I just want to be harmed by you." Lynch smiled brightly and brightly without any shadow, "If you want to go crazy, let's go crazy together."

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When Zhao Censhang returned with Chu Yi and Chu Yang the Devourer, Nottingham, and even countless other cities in other countries and states, had already been destroyed.

Before Chu Yang helped him activate the magic circle in order to sneak attack on the Prophet, although Chu Yang withdrew midway and made it difficult to continue the big collapse, but for the Prophet, as long as the magic circle was activated, he could at least use his own power to push the other two to three Reality is forcibly pulled toward this one reality.He was seen ascending into the air, unleashing pure darkness from beneath his robes, his purely entropic limbs stretching like a net of Atrachnakya to the two adjacent realities, entangling the consciousness of every observer .He is more powerful than Atrakh Nakya, and with a long moan like a sigh, he began to shrink towards the middle, carrying those billions of consciousnesses, and all the physical objects observed by those consciousnesses Reality, collapsing towards a point in the center.

People's consciousness collides with each other, memories that shouldn't exist, voices that shouldn't be heard, figures that shouldn't be seen, those who have died, those who have not yet been born, and those that have never existed, are all forcibly compressed together.Limbs stick together and twist each other, and consciousness devours each other.Almost instantly, twisted and weird human bodies dissolved together everywhere, countless heads grew out of the same torso, countless hands and feet waved in the air, and the mixture of humans and animals crawled and became as soft as flesh. on the ground.Huge buildings collide with each other and collapse, or merge into strange angles and stretch out into the sky. The boundary between living things and non-living things is completely blurred, and they eventually disperse into random whirling particles.

The whole world is distorted, as if all the laws of physics are out of control.

But the Prophet hit a snag.When the process of his three reality collapses reached a certain point, he was hindered.

It turned out that Zhao Censhang brought a large number of fifth-level observers who were close to the six realities. Hundreds of fifth-level observers released their powerful observation power, trying to push the two realities back to their original positions.

These five levels from various realities surrounded Nottingham in all directions and began to advance towards the center.They drove away the holy race in the Devourer camp all the way, like a colorful frenzy pressing against the darkness in the center.

In the city of Nottingham, Antonio had already retreated with his men, but the Archmage of the Holy Flame Department, who was trying to stop the Prophet from the invasion of reality, was still desperately resisting.But it was obviously too late, the power of entropy had already eroded him, and the black like a thin spider web crawled up along his ankles.When Zhao Censhang found him, his old body had turned into a puddle of flesh from the waist down.He stared at the dark sky that rolled up like a whirlpool with his blood-red eyes, and finally sighed, "Maybe this is the ultimate reality we've been waiting for..." and died.

Chu Yi supported Chu Yang, the devourer, and looked at the weird and bloody scene with a pair of dazed eyes.Those high-rise buildings inserted at strange angles, those people who melted together screaming and struggling, those steel and concrete that were as soft as meat... He sensed memories, countless memories, memories from different realities, all mixed together, No one can tell.

Maybe this is what the Big Crunch looks like in the end, all memories of all realities, all consciousness, all emotions, all mixed together without distinction.The ultimate fusion and unity, the most eternal chaos.

At that time, no one will be lost again, no one will feel abandoned, and no one will be alone.

Seems like... a good ending too.

"Lin Qi...we must find Lin Qi!" Chu Yang the Devourer said loudly to Zhao Censhang, "Perhaps Lin Qi is the only one who can check and balance him!"

Zhao Censhang closed the blood-red eyes of the Archmage, stood up, and looked at Chu Yang, the Devourer, with the same confused and bewildered eyes, "At this point, can our reality be restored?"

"Even if this is gone, there are other realities." Devourer Chu Yang said, "If he wins, there will be nothing..."

The moment he saw the face of the Prophet, Chu Yang the Devourer vaguely knew that he would probably never see his own Lynch again.

Even if it brought about a big collapse, even if everyone was resurrected, there was only one Lynch who belonged to him.The Lynch who wrote his name on his palm stroke by stroke, the Lynch who brought him records and novels, the Lynch who pulled him out of hell step by step.In the final reality, there can only be one Lynch resurrected, a Lynch without a past.

Is Lynch like that still his Lynch?

What if the Prophet Lynch is left behind?

Rather than that, it's better to keep the other couple, and the couple who may be happy...

If the Prophet Lynch succeeds, there will never be any happy couple again.

The ultimate reality affirmed by the Prophet will never be a perfect reality.For the poor soul has seen so much darkness that he has forgotten what light is like.

Zhao Censhang thought of Lynch's last confession to him, and thought of his mentor and his elder brother's trust in him.He tried his best to stabilize his sanity, which had been affected by the prophet's powerful observation ability, and told himself that he could not give up. So he bit his finger, drew the old seal on his chest, and then led the two Chu Yang towards the center of the chaotic vortex.

The author has something to say: There are 10 chapters in this unit, and then the whole article is over.