novelraw Chapter 1565 - 739: Fortune Life Wei Liang the Celestial! (Part 3)
Chapter 1565 - 739: Fortune Life Wei Liang the Celestial! (Part 3)
"I understand now." Boss nodded, "So you will summon Li Huiyuan, and ’let Li Huiyuan absorb Lin Yi’s breath’ is also a hint in your subconscious, so that at this moment, use her breath as an anchor to track Lin Yi?"
"The dimension is too deep, the time too shallow; only this way do we have the sole chance to bring back Brother Lin Yi." After the little girl finished speaking, she turned to Wei Liang, "Uncle Liangzi, your one and only chance to act, when will you use it?"
Wei Liang slowly said, uttering six words: "When the Black Moon withers..."
Upon hearing this, Boss gently nodded, unhesitatingly closing his eyes.
"Buzz——!"
The space slightly trembled, as a mysterious aura rose within Boss.
"Whirr..."
"Lawmaker’s Words" floated upward, the lock on the book’s cover automatically unlatching, pages flipping rapidly, the star’s trajectory and secret marks intertwining constantly, guiding her, following Li Huiyuan’s waves, into the dimensional rift...
"Let me help you!" The Shadow of the Great Snake followed in real time, but was rebounded back.
"How...?" It showed a look of shock.
Wei Liang sighed softly, "You are still within the time flow, unaffected by Old Lin’s breath; crossing this boundary is impossible."
"Next, I’ll leave it to them..."
He said, then followed by closing his eyes too, leaning slightly on the black mast, as if in a half-sleep.
...
In the infinite chaos, Boss’s body and form gradually disappeared, slowly leaving only a supreme crown reflecting the glow of the Black Moon.
And Li Huiyuan’s will also gradually dissipated as she delved deeper.
Gradually, the black moon only retained a faint crescent.
No one knew how much time had passed; even the black crescent seemed to vanish without a trace.
Black Moon... withered.
Li Huiyuan’s last obsession sang ancient songs in the cycle of reincarnation:
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... where are you going...]
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... where are you fleeing...]
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... where are you going...]
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi... where can you go...]
[Come back, come back...]
[Come back...]
At this moment, Wei Liang slowly opened his eyes.
"Black Moon... withered..."
"Xia Lian, come to my side."
Xia Lian, who had no presence all along, appeared by his side like a ghost.
"I’m here..." Xia Lian just began to speak when her words were interrupted.
Only because Wei Liang placed his hand on her head, and at that instant, she seemed like a shut-down robot, her eyes lifeless, as though she was dead.
Soon, Xia Lian was covered in cracks, and then her entire being shattered open, as if from a person turned over, becoming a sheet.
Xia Lian had actually already been sacrificed, just like Xie Huayang was sacrificed on the same night, and Wei Liang, who was coincidentally spending the night at the library, directly conjured up a "Xia Lian" out of thin air, using this body to accumulate power, readying for this moment.
Why was it Xia Lian and not Little Zhouzi? Because Xia Lian was the only one acquainted, and there was no XP conflict.
As Xia Lian collapsed, the previously accumulated endless energy erupted, a transcendent torrent poured into him like the celestial river’s water.
Wei Liang wore a blank expression as he removed the peaked cap from his head, throwing it into the light spots left after Xia Lian shattered.
As the peaked cap touched the light spots, it instantly expanded, morphing into a super terrifying Secret Pattern Matrix, emitting dreadful waves that space can’t contain.
Amon, whose will had not yet been exhausted, looked at Wei Liang like this, couldn’t help but comment, "There’s no denying, it’s gotta be him... Compressing an entire dimension bomb to wear as a hat, really isn’t afraid of blowing himself up..."
The Astrologer said, "Only he dares to do that... After all, he’s willing to wager the lives of all humans against ’Root’..."
"... ’Time Gambler’."
Wei Liang paid no attention to what the Astrologer and Amon were saying, he manipulated the fold of the dimension, using the Secret Pattern Matrix to detonate himself, injecting all his power onto the ’path’ where Boss and Li Huiyuan were.
"Old Lin, Old Lin, Old Lin..."
His voice formed endless sound waves in the chaos, gradually merging with the already fragmented singing of Li Huiyuan, extending the song to its second half...
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi...]
[I await you in the desolate...]
[You know my body and name...]
[You know my authority and power...]
[Lin Yi, oh... Lin Yi...]
[Destiny is like a ring formed by a serpent biting its tail... turning and returning to the starting point...]
[Lin Yi, oh... Lin Yi...]
[When Black Moon withers...]
[Sing my name loudly...]
[I am...]
[I am...]
[I...]
...
That sound wave traversed continuously, permeating space and dimension, drifting quietly towards Lin Yi on countless time lines...
In countless time and space, no one knew how many Lin Yi heard this voice, nor how many time spaces blocked this call.
Li Huiyuan’s will became blurry, her will kept splitting and recombining in time and dimension, under the curse and decay of time, every single her turned decrepit, into the state of a sculpture, and then into the state of a broken sculpture...
"Whirr... Whirr..."
Finally, a tiny shred floated into the unknown time...
There was ’Root’ or maybe something else, endless dimensional rings in nihility constantly weaving, crushing, and reassembling, vaguely forming a World Tree shadow of unimaginable boundary yet perceptible contour.
It once ran through Lin Yi’s time flow, or maybe it was a part of the time flow itself, the ring of destiny between time and dimension had closed, Lin Yi followed the predetermined trajectory of the "future" coming from the "past" arriving at the "present," then used the "present" to disperse "future" into countless time spaces, linking endless "past" timelines...
He, like a puppet of "Root," was bound within the world.
It was as if he was the master of time, seated within infinite dimensions.
Inseparable, impossible to part.
Only infinite balance.
Suddenly, he seemed to see something...
He saw a black crescent moon rising from numerous rings of time, falling, shattering, and then reassembling...
He seemed to hear something...
It was the Boss’s voice...
It was the voice of the "Contractor"...
It was the voice of Li Huiyuan...
It was the voice of Wei Liang...
It was...
It seemed to be...
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi...]
[I am waiting for you in the desolation...]
[You know my being and name...]
[You know my authority and power...]
[Lin Yi, oh... Lin Yi...]
[Destiny is like a ring constructed by a serpent biting its tail... It turns and returns to the starting point...]
...
[Lin Yi, oh Lin Yi...]
[I am waiting for you in the desolation...]
[You know my being and name...]
[You know my authority and power...]
...
[Destiny is like a ring constructed by a serpent biting its tail... It turns and returns to the starting point...]
...
[Lin Yi, oh... Lin Yi...]
[When the Black Moon withers...]
[Sing my name...]
[I am...]
[I am...]
[I am...]
"...being and...name..."
"Authority and power..."
Within the World Tree made of complex dimensions, Lin Yi murmured:
"Withering Black Moon..."
"Name..."
"This voice..."
"Liangzi..."
"Boss..."
"Huihuizi..."
"Everyone..."
"Name..."
"’My... name... name...’?"
"Name..."
"Fortune Life... Wei Liang... the Celestial..."
[Boom——!!]
Time seemed to be split, and the moment the True Name appeared, chaos trembled.
"I am——the master of the Time Council! The one who traverses the time flow! The Time Gambler!"
"Fortune Life Wei Liang the Celestial!!"
An invisible force gripped the dimensional ring.
"Old Lin, go home with Wild Dad!!!"
"Go——damn it!!!"
"...Why can’t I pull?!"
"Don’t just stand there, move! Come with me!!!"
Accompanied by Wei Liang’s furious shouts, a theater filled with Western classical style appeared amid this chaotic torrent, countless seats arranged within, and on each seat sat a Wei Liang.
At this moment, all the Wei Liangs were calling to him.
"Go!"
"Go!!"
Lin Yi was slightly moved.
But the vast time flow trembled slightly, shattering the phantom of the theater that had rushed in at all costs, and Wei Liang’s figure disappeared without a trace...
In the chaos and nihility, everything returned to calm.
Lin Yi slowly closed his eyes...
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