Chapter 209: 205 New Life

Clang! Clang! Clang...

The sound of bells and horns drifted from the horizon, resounding through the clouds and spreading for a thousand miles, as if it were an omen described in myths and legends, an omen of the end of the world blown by angels.

Yu Lianyun watched as the giant brain on the horizon continuously differentiated into black lumps of flesh, which combined and pieced together in a chaotic, disorganized manner, gradually outlining a colossal monster. At the same time, at the top of the brain where nothing else had yet differentiated, a fountain suddenly erupted, spewing a black torrent that cascaded down like a waterfall, forming surging currents within the reinforced concrete human city.

The black water roared and rampaged through the city; wherever it passed, all things were transformed, their vitality extinguished, melting into part of the black current. Those thick, fleshy pillars, resembling giant candles, grew even stouter under the irrigation of the black liquid, and from their tops erupted intense, volcanic fire, accompanied by black mist that shot straight into the clouds, covering the entire sky.

Yu Lianyun realized that things had escalated; the giant monster taking shape in the human city was an Alien God.

Yu Lianyun could not outrun those black torrents and could only flee to the rooftop of a high-rise building, watching as the sky was dyed black by the smoke, gradually presenting a scene like the cosmos. Strange, illusory yet private colors flickered incessantly in that darkness, blending and tangling to form dreamy, magnificent patterns.

Those sights were irregular arrangements that humans could not comprehend, yet they presented a beauty of madness that made one sigh in admiration—a splendor beyond human aesthetics that only those insane artists would pursue!

"What is that... what is that..." Yu Lianyun felt her soul, her very life, about to sink into that insane scenery. She had an urge to leap forward, to throw herself toward that sky which was impossible to reach yet felt close at hand.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear a sound, thick and powerful, yet seemingly carrying a hint of daintiness?

It was like hearing the cry of an infant; the sound could penetrate the spirit and pierce into the depths of the soul.

"Miss Yu, you look quite unsightly right now." Just then, a melodious violin note cut through like a blade, severing the "fishing line" that was constantly pulling at her consciousness and spirit. She felt a wave of dizziness and nearly fainted, but instead, she slumped to the ground.

Yu Lianyun dared not look up again at the scenery that humans were unable and incapable of appreciating; she only looked at the "ground" that was sinking bit by bit, feeling her facial muscles stiffen unbearably. Her jawbone seemed dislocated, and her two eyeballs seemed to have rolled upward to a position difficult to reset.

"Uh—" Yu Lianyun heard the voice and knew who was beside her, but she could not open her mouth to speak, nor even to call for help.

Yet the elegant man beside her, dressed in a crisp tailcoat with hands covered in steel-bladed claw gloves, seemed to understand her words. He wore a regretful expression and said, "Actually, accepting death is not such a difficult thing. Even in death, there is an opportunity to continue doing what one wants to do."

"Uh—"

"Are you so attached to your human identity? Very well, I respect your choice." Haimofen shook his head, smiled, and picked up his violin. The blade scraped against the strings, playing his newly composed movement.

"It is a pity that even if I took you with me now, you might not survive. So, I think playing a relaxing piece of music to let both you and this little baby fall into a peaceful sleep is best—only you might enter the grave, while she enters a dreamland." After saying this, Haimofen said no more, focusing entirely on his immersive performance, conveying the theme of "cosmic tranquility and emptiness" hidden within the music.

The sound of the violin dispersed in all directions, not fast, yet unstoppable.

Where the sound traveled, the black torrents became gentle, gradually turning into clear water and sinking into the muddy ground. The hot fire and black smoke erupting from the flesh pillars slowly subsided, and all turmoil gradually calmed.

The incessant blaring of horns and bells was covered by the beautiful violin melody. The screams and exclamations echoing through the city were soothed by an invisible hand. All things were completely let go, as if echoing the frequency of the universe's breathing, reaching a state of unified tranquility.

On the rooftop of a nearby high-rise, Lin Ling, dressed in white, sat on the parapet, eyes closed, savoring the new work of this musical genius. As long as the other played, he listened quietly, suppressing the urge to applaud in admiration.

Tap, tap.

Two footsteps landed nearby. Lin Ling sensed the subtle discordance, opened one eye, and glanced at a woman in a wedding dress whose upper and lower body were separated. Those small Red Shoes embroidered with white chrysanthemums were huddled together nervously in front of Lin Ling.

"You want to adopt this child?" The other did not open her mouth, but Lin Ling seemed to hear her answer. He looked at her with some surprise, pointed a finger at the giant mass taking shape on the horizon, and then grinned, "It's fine, just take it. Its mother was one to give birth and abandon it anyway, and it has no mother now. Who told it to look around aimlessly all day? It was scared to death after seeing the Blessing spreading through the universe. It was the last child its mother birthed before leaving; it just borrowed the inner world of a group of humans to incubate."

Upon hearing this, the wedding-dress-clad woman with separated halves immediately bowed and nodded respectfully and happily in thanks. She then went to the naked, fleshy brain mass on the horizon that had stopped crying. The woman gently lifted her top, revealing her split abdomen, and emitted a happy laugh with a deep, hollow echo. With a thrust of her belly, the sleeping, unidentified mass in the sky immediately began to shrink in size until it became a ball of light the size of the woman's two fists, which retracted into her abdomen. Immediately after, the woman's belly bulged, and in the blink of an eye, she became a pregnant woman.

The woman in the wedding dress seemed to love children very much; after becoming a "pregnant woman," she was so overjoyed that she actually forgot to take her lower body with her and vanished in an instant.

Plop!

With the disappearance of the woman's upper body, her lower body also turned into dissipated black mist and burrowed into those white-chrysanthemum Red Shoes.

"Still so careless even after becoming a mother; I'm quite worried about the child's future," Lin Ling said with a sigh. Watching the rooftop gradually crumble, the Red Shoes fell into the ruins along with the collapsing building and were then buried by earth and stone. He stood still; the building beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, approaching the ground bit by bit. The speed was not fast, as if a gentle hand had caught his feet and lowered him to the ground.

Standing on the ground, he turned his head to see some black water that had not been completely affected by Haimofen's music burrowing into the cracks in the ground like a loach and disappearing. He looked up at the mysterious colors in the sky that humans could not appreciate and muttered to himself, "Look at how this kid cried, pumping out such a big pile of shit and piss, yuck—"

He shrank his head in disgust, turned around, and was gone without a trace.

On the rooftop of the tilting building in the distance, the tall figure playing the violin had also vanished, leaving only a withered woman leaning against the wall in a peaceful state, no longer breathing.