Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 538: Dream and God_3


No, I should say, it's so beautiful it's like a dream, an illusion.

Before, I simply considered you as a lackey and fool of Wen Sheng, I'm truly sorry, I never thought you would have such determination.

I underestimated you."

"..."

The Pope was stunned, that blood-stained, disheveled face stammering, even more unable to understand: "Then why did you... why..."

"But when did I ever say I came to save the world?"

Ji Jue was unmoved, his tone still cold, even harder than steel: "No matter what your Heaven's silk is woven with, what kind of rainbow colors it has, how brilliant it is... since your dream blocks my way, I'll step over it, otherwise, there's no way forward."

Thus, in those dreary eyes, the last hope shattered, leaving only scarlet resentment.

"You really are a true devil..."

"Perhaps, I don't care."

Ji Jue sneered, retorting: "Could it be that your god is a real god? Did he ever bring you any bit of redemption and hope?"

Even if you dress up Hell as Heaven, Hell is still Hell, nothing has changed, the essence of having a parasite sucking everyone's soul remains unchanged!

The so-called forty years of happiness, is actually the real joke.

To this, the Pope before him was not blind or ignorant, it's just that he was wishfully seeking relief.

For this, he sold everyone's soul.

"From beginning to end, you've just been dreaming, right?"

Ji Jue lifted his foot, coldly crushed the Scepter rolling by his foot, stripping away all Divine Power, completely reducing him to his original form.

"That's why I hate dreamers."

No matter how beautiful the dream, once awake, nothing is left.

Dreaming again cannot change reality, nor even a willingness to change oneself.

"The dream should be over, Your Holiness."

Ji Jue slowly extended his hand, pressed it against that face, delivering judgment: "Now, take a good look—at what you've done, the fruits you've sown, whether they are good or ill."

At that moment, the artificial Superior completed the connection, forcefully pulling him into this system, coldly beginning the judgment.

Then, cries of lament erupted, fierce and mournful.

In Ji Jue's hand, the Pope's body convulsed violently, roaring, laughing wildly, or wailing in fear, vast amounts of excited spiritual influx gushed from his body, dyeing everything a multicolored, dark black.

Yet the body quickly turned into meticulously crafted iron and stone, like a Puppet, every detail vivid, but with even the slightest gentle bump, revealing cracks and distortions.

Absolute Abyss and Zhi Fu arrived by invitation.

In arrogant songs and cheers, falling down an abyss without end, endlessly decaying in the Paradise of false happiness.

By the time he came to his senses, everything was already riddled with holes.

The past is no more.

The former self died outside Paradise, now clinging to life in the Illusion Dream, leaving only an ugly reflection.

And now, everything has ended.

Ji Jue released his hand.

Then, infinite Divine Power burst forth, opening the final gate, tearing apart the fragile seal, thus, at the highest tier of the Illusion Dream, in the realm solely belonging to the deity, a bloated Soul corroded by countless egos manifested.

Like eyes vast as the firmament, looking down, crazed and desperate, brimming with malice.

Constantly calling his name.

Next, there ought to be a grand and exhilarating battle, ultimately, Ji Jue would defeat his opponent, awaken from the dream, and live the life he always wanted.

Like a dream, like an illusion.

But it's still nothing more than a delusion.

He coldly watched this false bubble, impatiently asked, "The same trick, played over and over, Wen Sheng, are you done yet?"

Thus, in that instant, all illusions once again fell apart.

He returned once more to the Sky City on the brink of collapse, before the dying Pope in that great hall.

Only this time, there was one more person in the hall.

Like a child, like a middle-aged man, like an old man.

The overlapping illusions constantly changing, but when the three faces overlapped, the silhouette gradually became clear, revealing a young man's appearance, with a gentle smile.

As though overlooking from above, disdainful of all.

Lowering his eyes, gazing at the follower beneath.

"Oh god, oh god..."

In a pool of blood, the mutated Pope struggled to stretch out his hand, begging, praying: "Please give me one more chance... just once, just once..."

"In accordance with our agreement, 'beggar', based on establishing faith, I hand this world over to you, never hindering anything you do, whether it's success or failure."

Wen Sheng sighed lightly, asking: "But all this is already over, isn't it?"

Thus, the Pope stiffened in place, losing his final strength.

Numbly, he closed his eyes.

No more sound.

Now, his gaze turned to Ji Jue, the smile unchanged.

Unlike the great serpent Ji Jue had once seen, nor completely different from what he imagined.

"Long time no see, no, different from the previous out-of-control residual spirit and the reverse of the Border Prison, this is the first time we've met since the Soul became complete, right?"

Wen Sheng grinned, almost teasing: "Did you have fun in my world, Ji Jue?"

"Your world is just a pile of stinking dog shit, including you."

Ji Jue responded indifferently.

Everything was so silent, as if all sound had vanished, all irrelevant things gone, the slaughter, the struggle, the shouting, the roaring, all ceased.

At this moment, the entire world, from Sky City to the Border Prison, whether an Angel, a believer, or heretic and sinner, all ceased movement.

As if they were puppets switched off.

They stood in place, raised their heads, looking towards the sky, towards the Sky City, towards this place.

Looking towards Ji Jue.

Under countless gazes poured and observed, Wen Sheng appeared before Ji Jue's eyes.

Ji Jue's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

Facing a reality worse than the anticipated 'perhaps everything is still just a dream'.

From the beginning, Wen Sheng never disappeared, never left.

He was there.

He was always there.

Within everyone's soul...

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