All Worlds Madhouse - Chapter 606 A desert made of ashes

This time, the fear was real.

Because he found that he couldn’t feel any changes in the timeline.

Moreover, it is definitely not as simple as losing contact with other selves, but simply finding that one can no longer sense selves in other timelines.

In the past, as long as he made some inquiries, countless people would gather the information into a common thought. In fact, most of the time, he did not need to give orders himself, and the information would automatically fill his mind. in mind.

As has been emphasized before, [time] is not a person but a whole that roams in various periods.

It’s like a boundless ocean. He gathers together every minute and every second. Individually, he is just a drop of water in this ocean.

Therefore [Time] is never afraid of death and will not die.

Even the previous ‘time erasure plan’ couldn’t kill him. That plan was just to confine the sea of ​​time in one place and turn it into a pool of stagnant water.

But at this moment, Saito was horrified to find that he seemed to be alone.

Just like a drop of water, lying alone on the dry river bed, the originally vast ocean has quietly evaporated.

“What did you do!!”

Saito roared violently, and he rushed towards Ziliang, clenching his fists, and almost in the next second, he was going to have his turn to hit Ziliang’s face.

However, at the peak of his anger, he was unable to advance his fist any further because he saw Zi Liang’s eyes looking at him as if nothing had happened.

Saito is scared!

Really scared.

He was originally endless, but now for some reason, he was left alone. No matter who he was, he would be afraid.

Loneliness, fear, weakness, and helplessness. Those emotions that he had never experienced surged out all at once. Saito’s mind buzzed, and his body swayed for a while, and finally he fell weakly back to the sofa behind him.

“What on earth happened?”

He murmured a question that he almost never asked.

“I’m sorry, I think no one can answer you.” Ziliang continued in a light tone: “Because you are the only one left. All you, who should have been endless, are now dead. “

“Fart!” Saito roared angrily: “Time never dies! Time is endless!”

Ziliang nodded: “Of course, I don’t have time but you do.”

Saito was stunned for a moment.

“You are just a carrier of time, a localized product. Although you have the power of most of time, you are not time itself after all. Maybe you have been traveling to various time points for too long, and you have forgotten that in a long, long time Before, we had no thinking. We were just some elements floating in this universe. We had no taste, no hearing, no body, no thinking, and no self.

It was not until the consciousness of the last big universe split itself that we finally had our own thoughts.

You are one of these thoughts too. It starts from that second. You are you.

So there is an end to your thoughts, this poor guy in a yellow robe, sweating profusely and looking at me in horror. It is not endless! “

Saito shook his head in confusion.

“What nonsense are you talking about? That is not the end of me at all. I can look back at the past and predict the future at will. I.I.”

“Hahaha—-“

Ziliang smiled with satisfaction. When he saw the other person’s panic and incoherent expression, he felt a burst of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

“It’s great. It’s this feeling, this fear. I finally understand why so many villains like to chatter before victory, because this feeling is so wonderful.”

With that said, Ziliang changed his position comfortably.

“Well, I’ll give you a chance. Do you want to see what the outside of this hospital looks like?”

Saito did not respond: “.”

“You can’t think of it, right? You can’t think of what my sentence ‘all of you are dead’ actually means, right? So now I will take you to see it, to see that ‘all of you are dead'” ’, what kind of scene is it!”

With that said, Ziliang stood up and reached out to grab Saito’s collar.

“Don’t touch me!” Saito suddenly screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on: “I don’t want to look, I want to leave here, get out!! Stay away from me!!”

He roared, his body trembled violently, and wanted to stand up, but found that his legs were shaking so much that he couldn’t control them, so he fell to the ground, and then desperately crawled out of the door with his own hands.

“If I don’t watch it, you are lying to me. I don’t watch it!!!”

Ziliang smiled and slowly followed the crawling Saito: “No. You have to watch.”

He said lightly, then bent down and grabbed the other person’s ankle.

“Let me go!! Bastard! Liar! Let me go.”

Saito roared, and he didn’t know whether it was due to airway spasm caused by tension, or because his screaming voice was originally like this. In short, he made a sharp sound as if his throat had been broken.

Of course, Ziliang ignored him. He dragged the other party’s ankles at a steady speed, hummed a not-so-pleasant tune, and then opened the door to the psychological consultation room.

He dragged Saito through the familiar corridors, past the [Pharmacy Room], past the [Nursing Office], past the [Library], and past the stairs leading to the second floor and basement.

Everything is the same as usual.

However, the originally noisy hospital was now filled only with those sharp cries.

All facilities are already empty.

Some people will never come back.

Finally, Ziliang dragged Saito to the hospital door, and he gently pushed the door open.

Some scattered moonlight entered the room through the crack of the door, shining on Ziliang’s face. There was a smell of dust in the wind, and there was also a faint but extremely well-proportioned smell of blood mixed in the air.

Ziliang closed his eyes in enjoyment and took a deep breath of the air.

At this time, Saito was also dragged out of the hospital. He was still trying to crawl back weakly, but the peripheral vision of his eyes seemed to scan the world outside the door.

he turned around

The blood moon loomed in the sky, and the scarlet desert stretched as far as the eye could see. At the edge of the sight, there were mountains of bones, which dissipated into the tiniest dust with every breeze.

Saito was stunned. His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his hands were clenched due to spasm.

The scarlet gravel flowed out between the fingers.

Those are the ashes turned into by countless people after they died.

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