Chai Anping slowly opened his eyes. To his surprise, what appeared in front of him was not some abyss of hell.
It's a long ladder to the sky.
The ladder is all white, with pigeons flying around it.
He subconsciously looked back and realized that "he" had climbed a long distance. The people on the ground had become as big as ants. He could vaguely see that he had walked up from a huge circular stand. The four sides of the high platform
There are countless people around.
It looks more lively than the World Cup final.
"Tsk——"
He withdrew his gaze, and the body continued to climb upwards. Chai Anping also waited quietly for the illusion to unfold.
Judging from this long ladder, it is obvious that this is also a world with extraordinary power.
As the body silently walked up to the sky, Chai Anping could feel the majestic power contained in the body - this is not what a human should have at all!
But "he" is indeed a human being.
After walking for more than half an hour, Chai Anping finally climbed into the sky. At the end of the stairs was the palace complex carried by the clouds and mist.
The entire building is emitting holy golden light, just like the residence of gods.
——Well, Chai Anping realized that this is the territory of a certain god.
He came to the center of a square, and the dazzling golden light gradually condensed into a shadow of a god in front of him.
"Contestant Mann Winchester, you won the leadership of the martial arts conference fifty years ago, won everything in the world, and obtained the qualification to pray to me.
I also gave you everything except life, honor, wealth, wives and concubines, descendants...
And at this time, you have created a unique record at the age of nearly 80. Could it be that your current life cannot satisfy you?"
The burly man who stood at the top of the entire human race humbly lowered his head and said: "Great Pandora, I am grateful for your blessings every day!"
Looking back on his legendary life is enough to leave an immortal legend on the entire planet.
Whether he reached the top when he became famous at a young age, or he is now in his old age, but he still defeated countless enemies and received the opportunity of Pandora's blessing once every fifty years.
In the past history, no one has ever been able to receive such an honor.
This made Pandora couldn't help but wonder what kind of motivation supported such an old man to continue fighting for his life.
"I admire all greedy humans."
Pandora looked at Contestant Mann Winchester with admiration: "Tell me, tell me the ambition you have been brewing for fifty years, and I will realize all your wishes except immortality!"
After hearing this, Contestant slowly knelt down and put his forehead on the ground. He did not immediately express his wish, but began to talk about his own journey:
"When I was young, I didn't understand why you didn't want to grant long life to your believers. I just arrogantly thought that after fearing mortals and having enough life, you would have the power to kill gods like in myths.
Later, I was surrounded by everyone, and with the wisdom you gave me, I realized that the short life span is actually the catalyst for the greed and expansion of mortals."
Pandora nodded: "You are right, a long lifespan will kill people's fighting spirit and desire."
"So I began to think about the meaning of existence. After possessing everything a mortal could imagine, these fifty years of life began to gradually become longer and boring, and other people's vigorous desires gradually became... dirty in my eyes.
Please forgive my offense, great Pandora.
Maybe I'm just going crazy."
Contestant Mann Winchester's expression became extremely painful. He held his head, ignoring Pandora's suddenly gloomy expression, and roared: "Desire has become vulgar and worthless to me!
But if that’s all it is, maybe I will just sink to death in pain, or lose myself in an increasingly morbid fanaticism.”
Pandora's expression was solemn, but she chose to let Count Stan Mann Winchester continue speaking. His cold eyes seemed to be looking at a rare piece of material.
"But today, when I am old and dying, and when my life is about to come to an end, I suddenly realize the ultimate destination of life.
Whether it is wild material desires or distorted values, the ultimate bloom itself is just a false castle in the sky...
Life, the world, the universe, everything is meaningless."
Contestant Mann Winchester's eyes revealed a strong sense of despair and desolation. This emotion even infected Pandora, causing her eyes to become colder but unable to say a word.
"Nothingness is the essence of desire."
Contestant Mann Winchester's body trembled: "Please, the Great One, grant my wish! When I look back on the past, I find that I have left too many traces in this world. I am afraid all night and cannot
Sleep peacefully.
I went against nothingness, and in the end I couldn't escape.
In the end, I realized that everything I did was in vain and meaningless.
I can only turn to the great you——"
He finally expressed his wish in a weak voice: "Please let the world forget me and let me die unknown."
Pandora was furious.
A mortal who has so despised His divine authority and used so-called nothingness to humiliate His favorite evil species still dares to ask for his own salvation?
But it is impossible for Him to violate the rules he has set for thousands of years——
Otherwise He would also be one of those who blasphemed Himself!
The entire heavenly palace was shrouded in dark clouds, and the power that Pandora exuded was enough to make the entire planet tremble.
"Contestant Mann Winchester!"
"I will fulfill your wish..." Pandora said bitterly:
"But at the same time--
I'm going to curse you!"
The whole world rumbled and shook, and the cold wind enveloped Count Stan Mann Winchester.
"I curse you to never rest in peace after death!
I curse you to live forever in fear of what you fear!
Nothingness will swallow you countless times!
Twist your body and destroy your will!"
Every time Pandora roared, the wind surrounding the man became colder and colder.
Counterstan Mann Winchester collapsed and begged loudly for mercy, but the anger of the gods and the power to carry out his will were not diminished by words.
Pandora's shadow collapsed and turned into a ball of golden light, and then penetrated into the chest of Count Stan Mann Winchester like a sharp sword.
The sinister wind that surrounded the entire square poured into his body along with the hole in his chest.
Counterstan Mann Winchester was writhing on the ground in pain, blood spurting, smearing traces of blasphemy on this solemn and sacred palace.
Then with a gentle "pop", his strong body exploded like a balloon, and his soul that was about to dissipate was suddenly hit by a beam of beautiful light, and was carried away into a mysterious ritual...