Author: Moon into the Cold Abyss

Wang Siyan raised her head in the direction Zhou Ming was looking. She didn't see anyone. She looked at Zhou Ming suspiciously and asked, "Did you just call Sister Xingyue?"

Zhou Ming turned to look at Wang Siyan, and then at Ping Xingyue, who was still standing at the top. He suddenly realized that Wang Siyan could not see Sister Xingyue, which meant that at this moment, Ping Xingyue was still standing on the roof.

Not a real person, but an illusion unique to him.

But why does it appear again at this time?

Obviously during the trip before, he tried countless times to get Ping Xingyue to appear and talk to him, but failed even once. Now that the trip was over, she appeared instead.

Ping Xingyue on the roof jumped lightly on the bricks and vines. Her feet touched the ground without raising any dust, but the visual effect was really incomparable, which just proved that the other party did not exist in the real reality.

"Xiao Ming, long time no see." Ping Xingyue gently raised the pipe in his hand.

"Where have you been before?" Zhou Ming asked.

Wang Siyan looked at Zhou Ming who was staring at the air and talking to himself, and asked tentatively: "Is Sister Xingyue here too?"

"Yeah." Zhou Ming nodded and continued to ask, "Why have you never shown up for so long?"

"The reason why I disappeared is because I have been here since you entered this ruins. It was you who took it upon yourself to treat me as an illusion that can come and go as soon as you call it. That's why you think I will always be with you.

Are you with me?" Ping Xingyue joked.

"I didn't!" Zhou Ming denied flatly, but he didn't feel confident.

"Then as a being who can move freely and is not attached to you, it is natural for me to disappear, right?" Ping Xingyue chuckled.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You have finally reached the end of Asgard, but I am also quite surprised that Siyan can reach this far."

Ping Xingyue said while slowly climbing forward.

Zhou Ming followed closely behind the other party, climbing over the giant tree, and asked: "What is going on here? Sister Xingyue, you should know something, right? Why are Nezha and Lei Zhenzi here?"

"I probably know a little bit, but I'm not sure. Also, don't you think this place looks familiar?" Ping Xingyue asked, pointing to the huge long steps winding up the mountainside in the distance.

Zhou Ming climbed to the top of the giant withered vine, looked in the direction pointed by Ping Xingyue, and saw the steps that went up to who knows where.

This scene did give him a vague sense of familiarity, but it felt uncomfortable and made him feel unreasonably angry.

Ping Xingyue looked sideways at Zhou Ming and said calmly: "Don't you remember yet? This isn't your first time here either."

"Have I been here before?" Zhou Ming frowned.

"Well, I've been here before. This is the place where you first started, and it's also the end point where you slept in the past. Next is the ultimate test I set for you."

Ping Xingyue turned her head, and the smile that had been hanging on her face slowly disappeared: "I have remembered everything, and the complete me is here."

Zhou Ming looked at Ping Xingyue blankly: "What do you mean?"

"That's the literal meaning, let's go up." Ping Xingyue stopped.

Zhou Ming raised his feet, stepped onto the stone steps that existed hundreds of millions of years ago, and slowly climbed up.

He climbed up a few steps, but found that Ping Xingyue had not followed, so he stopped and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"I will send it here, or I will wait for you in front. As for Siyan, you can let her stay here. Then it will be time for me to meet you alone." Ping Xingyue said.

Zhou Ming felt vaguely that something was wrong. Sister Xingyue this time made him very uncomfortable. It was like a stone was blocked in his chest. He could hardly breathe. An indescribable anxiety and uneasiness attacked his body.

spirit, but he didn't know the source of his anxiety.

Is it Odin? Maybe it's Odin.

"No, I want to go with you!" Zhou Ming turned towards Ping Xingyue, instinctively reaching for the other person's hand, just like a frightened child subconsciously seeking comfort and shelter from his parents, but his hand was naturally in vain...

…He almost forgot that Ping Xingyue was just a phantom.

Ping Xingyue raised her hand to "touch" Zhou Ming's face, and said with a helpless smile: "Stop acting like a spoiled brat now. Just be happy when we meet again after several years. You are the savior who wants to put this twisted world back on track.

!…You can’t cry.”

Only then did Zhou Ming realize that he had burst into tears at some point.

Wang Siyan looked at Zhou Ming in surprise and didn't know what to say for a moment. She knew that Zhou Ming was talking to Heping Xingyue, but she didn't know what the two talked about, but she felt that she shouldn't step forward to disturb them at the moment.

Zhou Ming looked at that face that was always calm, always calm and calm, and could hardly breathe. He didn't know the reason, but he was so scared.

"Go ahead and act coquettishly. If you don't do this, I'll get angry!" Ping Xingyue forcefully "patted" Zhou Ming on the shoulder.

Zhou Ming glanced at Ping Xingyue one last time, turned around stiffly, and walked up with heavy steps. When Wang Siyan wanted to follow him, he raised his hand to stop him.

He didn't want to go at all, but something somewhere pushed him and made him have to move forward.

There was a voice in the dark reminding him that this was the ending decided from the beginning.

It was as if he were heading towards his already destined death, leaping down into the abyss of purgatory that he had stared at countless times. He was being led by fate towards a place he had calculated.

"Xiao Ming!"

Ping Xingyue's call came from behind, and Zhou Ming stopped and looked back at her with tears in his eyes.

Ping Xingyue took off her deerstalker hat, revealing her beautiful hair. She smiled, and her smile was full of unprecedented emotions: "I will always love you, remember to tell them for me, and... say hello to my uncle and aunt for me. Finally.

, let’s see you later.”

As the last sound drifted away in the wind, the slender figure also dispersed with the mountain wind.

Zhou Ming's eyes turned red, and he turned his attention to the long spiraling stairs again, heading towards the top of the mountain step by step.

After an unknown amount of time, he came to the end of the mountain road. It was an extremely majestic and huge temple that had not yet collapsed. Looking at it, this temple had no traces of bricks and stones at all, as if it was not built brick by stone.

It was built by humans, but was carved directly from the entire mountain by the hands of the gods. It is a unified whole with no gaps!

The entrance to the temple is two ten-foot-high rock doors. The craftsmanship of the door shafts is similar to the ancient exquisite balls, but it is far superior to the exquisite balls. The door shafts and the shaft tubes are tightly connected, but they can move freely. It is definitely not possible by human power.

arrive.

This is truly miraculous workmanship.

However, such a magnificent temple was now covered by lush green vines and moss, with traces of time left everywhere. This scene seemed familiar. Zhou Ming seemed to hear the faint sound of thunder, and his skin felt the same as before the rain.

Humid air.

But in a blink of an eye, he knew that this was just an illusion. When he walked to the door, he put his hands on the stone doors and used all his strength to slowly push open the two huge stone doors. What came into view was the wide square sacrificial venue.

The central hall of the sacrificial temple is very large, but extremely dilapidated. Apart from the piles of corpses on the ground, only the collapsed altar in the center of the square is left. From the clothes of the corpses, it can be concluded that they belong to the same spell of Zhou Ming's era.

division.

From this point of view, he and Wang Siyan were not the only ones who came to the end of Asgard.

Before them, many unknown strong men had arrived here.

The sun shone through the only damaged gap on the top of the temple, and the beam of light hit the huge disc relief in the center of the broken altar.

A quarter of the disc relief was cracked, but the runes with three triangles nested inside each other on the disc are still vaguely visible. They are runes, with three triangles and nine points, which are regarded as symbols in Norse mythology.

The three-tiered nine kingdoms, an infinite loop of nested states, are the inevitable path of life and death, destruction and rebirth, and refer to the immortality of the warrior's soul.

Under the giant stone sculpture, the slender figure sat alone. The long brown windbreaker had faded into light brown after countless years of washing. The dusty deerstalker hat was placed on the half-bent knees. Her windbreaker left hand

His sleeves were empty, and the cane that had been broken into two parts lay quietly on the only remaining right hand side.

All the blood in Zhou Ming's body was frozen. The moment he saw Ping Xingyue, the scars of the dust-laden memory were uncovered.

On the altar, the withered right hand that had lost its moisture slowly raised, shook off the dust, and picked up the broken cane.

The mummy-like corpse stood up again. She walked gracefully down the altar and inserted the broken cane into her chest in front of the only challenger.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling golden light burst out from the wound in the heart, bright thunder light illuminated the entire dark court, and thunder wrapped around the broken staff...
Chapter completed!