paranoianovel Chapter 1590 814: Drunken Dreams and Dying as If in a Dream
Chapter 1590 814: Drunken Dreams and Dying as If in a Dream
On the Destiny Book, the remaining pages are being consumed at an incredible speed!
One after another, just like being thrown into a shredder, even faster than that...
No way, it's too oppressive!
Now, the shadows of the three Craftsman Grandmasters, old, middle-aged, and young, are combined. Each more sinister than the last, like three AI models sampling data from Sad Worker using Sad Worker's own designs in Sad Worker's workshop...
It's almost as if Sad Worker himself were present, save for the fact it's not really him.
If you want to truly grasp the depth and change, or even know the opponent's foundation and their changes, you have to risk your life trial-and-error, using time to delay.
Yet, the time that can be traced back is getting shorter and shorter.
In the depths of You Sui, you could still jump back ten minutes ago, but now, in the workshop facing the shadows of Sad Worker, only one second remains.
In fact, even that one second is nearly gone.
The remaining book pages have also dwindled to almost nothing.
In the repeated catastrophic destruction, intense turmoil spreads constantly, filling the workshop.
Those three reflections manifesting in Sad Worker's form, essentially composed of who knows how many blessings and creations assembled together, form the three core modules of the workshop, utilizing the three Heavenly Artisans carefully crafted by Sad Worker himself in the past!
The old man's reflection is [Bone Collection Hall], controlling suppression, reducing the effectiveness of any intruder, and can forcibly cut off all external assistance at any moment, reverting them to original form.
The middle-aged reflection is [Unfinished Work], responsible for deterioration, where it exists, it continuously erodes the durability and rank of all creations, even lives, around it.
The young man's reflection is [Beginning and End Sword], managing destruction; when suppressing with the Bone Collection Hall and deterioration with Unfinished Work, once weakened to a certain extent or given any opportunity, it will automatically trigger a strike, eradicating the calamity's root.
These three reflections specifically target their peers!
Besides, originally, there should have been numerous mechanisms assisting the workshop. If the Association hadn't preemptively destroyed most of them, they would not even have the chance to prolong their existence today.
"Finally..."
After yet another death, Ji Jue sighed in realization—the swift flow of various spiritual substances in the Hanging Elephant Mirror caught his eye.
Within the insights of the Hanging Elephant Mirror, the countless spiritual streams between the three reflections were as dense as a web, echoing each other, like the inner and outer showing unity!
Even if only one remains, the other two could turn to ashes and still rapidly recover!
Boom!
Under the deterioration, Ji Jue's rebirth form lost control again, exploding. The crucial Chun Jun Shard shot out, penetrating Jiang Tongguang, bringing the observation result.
Thus, the final piece of the puzzle was completed.
"Well done!"
In the burning flames, Jiang Tongguang, nearly reduced to bones, silently grinned, threw his head back, and roared loudly: "Despina!!!"
Despina remained silent, kneeling with an unknown fate.
The dachshund in her arms suddenly raised its head, rasping and screeching loudly, breaking free of the final restraints. In the void, the Beginning and End Sword descended, cutting its head in two from the center. Yet, immediately, the two halves swelled rapidly, dividing and being cut again, splitting and cutting again!
Eyes opened amidst the flesh and were torn apart by the cold light on the sword blade.
After undergoing repeated destruction by the Beginning and End Sword, the dachshund implanted with the Hundred-Eyed Giant's blood finally completed its Transformation, instantly spurting out countless heads like a torrential downpour. With scales growing on its face, blood flames rose, and it spewed towards the three illusions!
Full outbreak!
Then, swiftly extinguished.
Before the trinity's shadows, such a mere counterattack was meaningless and caused no hindrance.
Under the Bone Collection Hall's suppression, it suddenly halted, rapidly deteriorated at light speed, and withered quickly, ultimately destroyed and erased by the descending darkness of the Beginning and End Sword.
The time bought was no more than a snap moment.
Yet, just as the Bone Collection Hall's external suppression dissipated, the sound of ripping paper continued incessantly. In the blink of an eye, ten pages of the Destiny Book in Jiang Tongguang's hand were burned away, leaving only the last few remaining pages.
Forcibly restoring all the survivors to their complete state before entering You Sui, revived with full blood!
Immediately following, without a thought, everyone rushed up!
There is only one chance.
When the opportunity arises, there's no time for even a slightest hesitation. All that can be done is discard all distractions, focus on the present, and pour everything into fulfilling the final duty.
For the position, for the faction, for the inheritance, for advancement, for revenge...
Every single one who joined this absolute punishment has a reason more important than their own life, leaving no excuse for hesitation, even in death!
Just like now.
In the team, the trembling, hunched old man clasped his hands together, the eyes beneath the mask gradually empty, spirit and soul extinguished, turning to ashes.
The broken mask fell from the air, and on the cracked ground, countless tiny wooden sprouts rapidly grew forth.
Just like the abundance after a whale falls, the craftsman's lifetime of effort and creation dedicated his ember, resulting in the final creation!
In a snap, countless phantom-like vegetation took root and sprouted from the last Circle Realm, growing vigorously, filling the hall and extracting surrounding matter and spiritual substances, completing the final refinement.
What falls from the heavy flower buds and fruits are countless tiny crystal beads, each less than a millimeter in size, falling to the ground, the crisp echoes rising one after another, intensifying, gradually transforming into a roaring Sea Tide!
There are no magical effects, nor any destruction, just with every fall and every collision, those tiny crystals tremble out shadow remnants with the vibration, the remnants materialize from nothing, colliding again, splitting once more.
In the blink of an eye, the tiny raindrops turn into a massive tidal wave.
Amidst the dachshund's chase, the middle-aged face of the shadow remnant suddenly paused for a moment, paused again for just an instant, then paused once more!
Like a video playback that stutters.
When countless creations appeared within the perception of the shadow remnant, all-pervasive erosion began to descend, and the existence of those Crystal Beads was far too insignificant, so insignificant that they were hardly worth mentioning, yet their numbers were utterly terrifying, so terrifying that even the ubiquitous decay couldn't obliterate them instantly.
At the same time, in the Bone Collection Hall's judgment of stripping away external elements, these were not considered external,
A creation completed by an Ember master at the cost of his soul and everything through the transformation of Circle Realm, nearly all of which could be considered as part of the craftsman himself!
If it were just Puppets, they might be at a loss due to rigid judgment rules, but how could the Sad Worker Shadow be at a loss?
If suppression and deterioration are not possible, then simply and straightforwardly, destroy them!
The Beginning and End Sword operates fully, indiscriminately descending Destruction!
The Sad Worker Shadow of the young face has already raised his palm, and in his palm, [Beginning and End] appears.
As the destruction system within the workshop, it is like a versatile tool, a super multi-functional army knife with all the basic destructive shapes and countless high-end transformations and applications, manifesting in the form of a sword blade is merely convenient; if necessary, it can be a sword, a gun, an invisible darkness, or flames of white frost, an illusion light, or even negation and erasure…
But at that moment, at the edge of the shadow's perception, behind all the craftsmen, Jiang Tongguang, who had somehow retreated behind everyone, raised the [Destiny Book] in his hand, giving it a slight shake.
The book, already almost depleted through lavish use, slipped from Jiang Tongguang's hand and fell from the air…
This is the final bait.
The opportunity is also only this once!
The judgment mechanism of the Beginning and End Sword made a choice.
Compared to the countless utterly insignificant Crystal Beads, destroying that constantly obstructive Destiny Book is a crucial task and matter!
Thus, as it should be, the blade reversed.
The Destiny Book turned to ashes and vanished the moment it left the hand, while in Jiang Tongguang's hand appeared a thoroughly aged cyan wine goblet.
"How many dreams have passed, tonight awaken at once with wine."
A hoarse voice echoed within the grand hall, accompanied by the pouring of the wine goblet, a wave of light spread from under Jiang Tongguang's feet, transforming ruins into a palace, restoring broken beams to completeness, bringing all withered and desolate things back to their former glorious and solemn state.
The Heavenly People's Time Wedge unfolds here.
Everything seemed to become so beautiful, all the colors became unbelievably vivid and romantic, distant singing reached the ears, and a fresh and sweet fragrance tinged the nose.
As if someone was lifting a cup in invitation.
Life is bitter, why not a drunken escape?
Indeed, there is no need to drink any further.
Wine doesn't intoxicate, men intoxicate themselves.
At the moment of glimpsing a wave of light, a hint of drunkenness seemed to arise in the hollow eyes of the three shadow remnants, their lips curling upward, indulging in bliss.
What they perceived was an unprecedented lightness, what they remembered were memories not their own, what they felt was uncontrollable love and hate!
So-called, drunk in life, and dreaming in death!
When all things fell into drunkenness and stagnation, Jiang Tongguang's eyes finally brightened, that ever-present smile tinged with drunkenness and casualness disappeared completely.
Upon waking from a long drunkenness, what surged forth was accumulated lifetime's agony and madness!
Once again recalling the past he would rather sleep eternally in drunkenness and dreams to avoid facing.
The agony of losing everything, the despair of being betrayed, even the scene where everything was utterly destroyed.
Endless fratricide, killing the mentor, senior brother, junior sister, students!
First one, then another, then the next...if one isn't enough, then another, if two aren't enough, then three, they all must be killed, not a single one can remain!
Only this way could preserve their final purity, only this way could retrieve their last remaining dignity as craftsmen.
Even if it meant dirtying his own hands, even if it meant never attaining liberation in this lifetime…
Apart from himself, there was no one left who could do it!
It's fine, just leave it to me.
Everyone, die in peace…
When he once again raised the wine goblet, pouring out the bitter wine brewed from a lifetime's love and hate, what was left in the cup was just a strand of pallor distilled and exalted from countless bitterness and madness.
With this as the sword, cut through the Invisible!
The moment a strand of pallor swept by, Jiang Tongguang already stood behind the youth, the shadow remnant's face lagged for an instant, twitched slightly, as if awakening from a dream.
In uncontrollable dissolution, vanishing into thin air!
Subsequently, unstoppable shattering began.