Chapter 1639

"You will pay the price for today's actions, the innocent will surely die because of you!"

The water ghost continued to curse, the whisper element affected Xia De through the ice thorn piercing his body, and the balance of elements in Xia De's body was also about to be broken.

He could imagine the retaliation of the 【Drowned Sect】 against their actions today:

"I don't care, the life and death of strangers have nothing to do with me!"

An outsider will absolutely not be affected by a few words.

"Those waiting for your help will surely fall into a deeper predicament, will surely suffer a tragic disaster!"

The water ghost continued to push the ice thorn inward. Unable to stand on the ground to borrow strength, in the water which was the other party's home field, Xia De's strength was at a disadvantage.

He could imagine that the boy John at the back door of the Green Lake Hotel, because he didn't have his own relief, would one day die tragically like most homeless children:

"I don't care, other people's needs have nothing to do with me."

Compared to the boy's life and death, clearly his own life was more important. He would absolutely not hesitate because of such a small matter.

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"Those who love you cannot wait for your return, those you love will surely weep for a lifetime!"

The ice thorn had completely pierced out from Xia De's back. He could feel that his heart had frozen, and his blood vessels were also frozen, but this small matter had absolutely no influence on 【Heart of Stone】.

In a trance, he actually felt that he understood Hela Orsenfort, understood the feelings of the previous owner of the Heart of Stone. That cold heart corresponded to the resurrected life of a woman without any feelings. Xia De had already understood the indifference that the other party had always had behind her black veil:

"I don't care, those who love me are all voluntary, I didn't force them to do so."

Saying this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly understood what he had said. But this was also not important, everything was not important.

The silver-white moonlight falling in the deep sea actually looked even colder than that cold ice at this moment.

Xia De breathed the lake water heavily, widened his eyes and looked at the water ghost in front of him whose facial features had disappeared and whose skin had melted into a thin layer:

"I am the most important, don't even think about using others to affect my emotions!"

The ice layer on his body seemed to melt into the silver-white moonlight. On the chains entwining the two, 【Gluttony】, 【Greed】, 【Sloth】, 【Wrath】, 【Pride】 flickered with ghostly light deeper than the whisper element on the water ghost.

【Primordial Fire】 didn't know when it had disappeared, but the water ghost still couldn't break free from the restraint of the Sin Chains. He felt that the coldness on the chains was even more terrifying than the scorching heat just now. The faintly vibrating chains seemed to be gestating even more terrifying power, and that power came from his heart:

"You, and I are the same kind of person!"

He originally wanted to mock, but at this moment inexplicable panic and fear from the bottom of his heart made him only able to barely make a sound. Only then did he notice that except for the pale heart pierced by the thunder spear, his entire upper body had already melted in the silver-white moonlight.

That kind of lonely light, indifferent light, light that seemed to have been shining on the world since thousands of years ago, was far more terrifying than the relic rioting in his chest:

"Your ending will not be better than mine!"

He tried hard to vibrate the water flow with his already damaged vocal cords. Discovering in terror that his consciousness was already blurred, that this second life which didn't count as life had come to an end again, and that he had already lost this contest, he said the final vicious curse:

"My Lord, is waiting for you under the deep sea! Don't even think about knowing the secret of Green Lake!"

Xia De's free left hand carried moonlight and ice layer, grabbed the pale heart embedded in his chest, and with the joint force of his left and right hands, the heart was plucked off by him, and then held in his hand with one hand.

The magic eye peeled off from the corpse's eye socket and disappeared silently into the dark water area. The water ghost's corpse was also eventually completely melted by the cold silver moonlight, turning into a part of the water.

The relic going out of control that happened accidentally because of Megan's trap, the one-in-ten-thousand probability of relic fusion, the just-right spirit rune combination, plus the power of the evil god, created the water ghost Barry, an individual that exceeded normal standards. But he met Xia De, and he eventually lost, carrying unwillingness and resentment, forever merging with this water area.

Holding the staff in one hand and the heart that was still beating in the other, the body in the silver light continued to fall, fall, and the dancing black chains circled around, as if guarding their master, until the chains were also dyed with the cold silver-white moonlight. And in the abyss-like bottomless area below, the figure waiting for Xia De finally appeared.

Xia De had never known what was at the bottom of the deep-sea abyss. But the loneliness when falling alone made him understand that the abyss might not just be a physical terrain, but also refers to the irredeemable darkness in his own heart.

Facing the fall that will surely lead to death alone, and it might even be a fall without an end, this pain, loneliness, indifference, and loneliness together constituted the shallowest, but also the deepest meaning of the concept of "Deep Sea Drowned One."

In the light of the silver moon on his body, he caught a glimpse of the shadow that appeared in the bottom of his heart, and also caught a glimpse of the face of the dead person quietly looking at him in the deeper and darker place under the water area.

The pale face lay quietly in the darkness, with most of the body hidden in a deeper water area where it could not be glimpsed. This was not the bottom of the abyss, but it was the position where "she" came to welcome Xia De to continue falling.

At this moment, she looked at him, and he looked at her. So in the lonely silver moonlight, there was finally a trace of golden brilliance. First, the side face seemed to be cut by a cold water flow, and then what dissipated upward from that wound was not bright red blood, but golden afterglow.

Dense chapping appeared all over Xia De's body, piercing through his eyes, but it could not change that cold look.

Through sacrifice and offering, as well as the unique environment that is difficult to replicate, the evil god 【God of Deep Sea Drowned Ones】 briefly glimpsed the figure that had once confronted her in the material world with her main body.

The silver light continued to fall, and the corpse in the darkness deeper down also showed more details. The swollen arms seemed to be driven by the water flow, lifting upward unconsciously, but this was clearly the appearance of welcoming Xia De.

The corpse was wearing a white robe, and that pale face, as Xia De continued to fall, he also saw that it was his own face.

No, this was not a disguise, this was a reflection.

Xia De saw it clearly, the corpse was clearly his own reflection. And reflecting himself, under the corpse, was absolutely not the bottom of any deep abyss, but an eye with dilated pupils.

More and more details were outlined under the water at the bottom, as if the moment Xia De discovered the truth, that huge figure completely showed its appearance to him.

The huge, incomparably huge corpse sank quietly in the water, and Xia De's figure was only reflected in the dead person's pupils. Even if he was glowing at this moment, even if the divine afterglow state was displayed, compared to that incomparably majestic huge corpse that had been waiting for him, he was still like a glowing millet grain.

The huge corpse was like an ancient mountain range in the deep sea abyss, pale skin, swaying hair, dilated pupils representing death, this strange scene like a spectacle was thus completely displayed in front of Xia De.

Even without megalophobia, the panic in his heart at this moment had reached its peak, but then it was suppressed by the indifference given by the heart he was holding in his hand.

This is not important.

And the reflection of Xia De's appearance in the giant corpse's eyes also dissipated in the blink of an eye.

He fell, fell, getting closer and closer to that eye. So, the most unacceptable and most terrifying scene at this moment arrived as scheduled—the dead person's eyes blinked. Then, the giant corpse in the abyss, following the water flow, stretched out its pale swollen arms toward Xia De, just like Xia De's reflection not long ago.

The indifferent heart was incomparably firm, and the cold expression was not shaken by this. The blasphemy element at this moment had completely suppressed the restless pale heart in Xia De's hand, and the holy song praising death, praising the abyss, and praising the fall also sounded from an unknown direction in the water. She was welcoming a new faller, welcoming this desperate person who, like herself, was falling lonely.

The giant corpse's arms approached the golden-silver light spots falling upward, and in those light spots, Xia De completely emptied his spirit, not resisting, but complying with his own thoughts to cater to and feel the loneliness when falling, to feel his own indifference at this moment.

It was as if this world really had nothing to do with him at all.

Scorching steam mist appeared behind Xia De at some point, but it only turned into a series of bubbles in the water. The distant whistle and bell sound merged perfectly with the holy song of loneliness and death. Then, the brass life ring appeared behind Xia De and was almost immediately dyed silver-white by the cold moonlight.

The corpse's giant hands closed beside Xia De, wrapping him and the life ring together.

Complete darkness shrouded Xia De, the loneliness of dying alone and the despair of falling into the abyss further spawned indifference in his heart.

In the cold moonlight, even that pale heart completely "melted." The blasphemy element and the whisper element surged toward the rapidly rotating life ring behind him at the same time. At this coldest moment, Xia De suddenly realized.

He completely understood, understood the 【God of Deep Sea Drowned Ones】 who was welcoming him, understood the power she was showing him:

"You, have you also just been so indifferently watching everything in this world at the bottom of the abyss?"

The closed giant hands covered the silver moonlight, letting the unknown underwater world be shrouded in darkness again.

A sigh, accompanied by a chuckle that only Xia De could hear—

"Complete darkness and loneliness, but... in my heart... after all, there is still a bond."

The darkness did not last long, and the moonlight shooting in the deep sea penetrated from between the fingers of the pale giant hand until the hand was also dyed silver-white.

The hands immediately let go, and the arms fell back to the sides of the corpse.

Xia De continued to fall, and the golden-silver light spots got closer and closer to the giant corpse's eyes at the bottom of the water. But he looked downward without fear, didn't care about the changes in his life ring, didn't care where he was going to fall.

He felt that he seemed to completely overlap with the first falling figure from thousands of years ago. However, he was not lonely; there was a welcomer below him, and there were people waiting for him to return above him. A faint light that was hard to detect flickered on his chest, and the cat-shaped doll warmed his frozen heart.

He knew that he and she were both lonely fallers, but he and she were different after all. His world, because of them, was definitely not complete darkness. He was no longer the wandering outsider who was out of place in this world in the midsummer of last year, and he absolutely could not look at this strange place with the most indifferent eyes as he did at the beginning.

The change in emotions triggered the alternation of spirit and elements, and the holy silver cold moonlight added a just-right tenderness. This is the real moon.

But new questions arose from this, so the outsider looked at the huge corpse below, and a series of bubbles came out of his mouth. He asked the lonely dead god:

"At that moment, at the moment you transcended the mundane and touched the greatness, what kind of despair did you see in your eyes?"

There was no spirit of a living person in the godless eyes. In silence, the outsider saw himself in those eyes again, saw himself falling lonely. So real, and so false.

The god was in front of him, but this time he unexpectedly didn't have any discomfort, as if what he saw was just himself.

So the outsider knew, she knew he understood her, so she also understood him.

A long sigh appeared at the end of the holy song where the sound was about to stop. Then, the silver-white figure reflected in the giant eyes turned into a drop of golden light and rose upward.

The deep sea was lightless, but the golden-silver light spots fell, and the golden light rose. Both together illuminated the pale face of the silent God of Drowned Ones, but could not illuminate the deep darkness at the bottom of the abyss.

Xia De stretched out his hand downward, and the golden divinity touched the fingertips of the curled fingers. The brand-new cold, lonely, and desperate divinity turned into a part of his soul.