He chanted the incantation with great difficulty, and the absolute power surged out like a torrent, turning into an intense and blazing white light that hit Silby.
Under this unprecedented power, Silby suffered an extremely severe injury almost instantly. His whole body was engulfed by the white light, and his skin cracked open, revealing his bones, internal organs, and bright red muscles.
Hoffa was also very upset at this time. He only felt that the capillaries in his eyes were about to burst completely, so much so that his vision was blood-red.
But this pain was completely incomparable to the despair in his heart. In the destructive white light, Silby did not die. Instead, he stood up little by little, bathed in the white light, and opened his arms. But this action was only for a moment, and the power of the Mind Flow Curse was far from reaching its peak.
"Let's end this!"
Huo Fa coughed up a mouthful of blood and roared. All of his mental force surged out! He returned to his human form from his bubble state.
All of his power gushed out, and there was no trace of reservation! On the surface of the destructive white light he released, a series of piercingly cold light that was enough to blind the eyes suddenly flashed. It was a spiritual force field that was almost solid. They turned into sharp swords, binding the surging power and condensing it into a thin line!!
The clouds in the sky suddenly scattered to both sides, and after the huge amount of energy was concentrated, the whole city of Pandora collapsed in an instant, and countless towers broke apart from the middle. Space collapsed and collapsed. It was incomparably mournful and horrifying. It was as if the end of the world had arrived. Countless lofty and towering buildings collapsed at the same time after the destructive white light swept past. They were actually all slashed apart by this destructive force and turned into ashes!
The night sky was torn apart by the incantation, and the whole sky was as bright as day.
The energy roared like a sharp blade coming straight at him! It was as if it wanted to tear his soul into pieces! In just a second, Silby's chest was pierced by the destructive power of the Mind Flow Curse!! Like a butterfly in a tornado, he weakly floated backward and finally landed on the ground.
The second before the Dream God, who was floating in the sky, escaped, it was instantly covered by the huge energy brought by the Mind Flow Curse. It did not even have time to struggle before it turned into ashes in the white light.
Under the restraint of Hoffa's mental force field, the energy of the Mind Flow Curse did not leak out at all, and it completely hit Silby. But just the air fluctuations caused by it caused half of the earth's plants to collapse radially with Hoffa as the origin and Zizi.
The white light lasted for a long time before it extinguished.
After a short period of white night, the night came again.
There was no more sound in Huo Fa's ears. The world fell into absolute, eerie silence. One could hear a pin drop. In that silence, it was as if he had lost his ability to think. It was as if his brain had been frozen and stagnated! The intense feeling was indescribable.
He stood on the ground with a face as pale as paper, and blood dripped from his chin to the ground bit by bit. The huge amount of magic power in his body was exhausted, and even his own strength was gone.
The Babel Tower had already collapsed under the destructive power of the Mind Flow Curse. The ground was filled with dilapidated ancient buildings, and the illusions created by the Dream God had already disappeared without a trace. Even the Dream God hadn't been able to escape in time when the Mind Flow Curse broke out. Its once huge body was now only left with a large piece of whale-like carcass lying in the ruins of the ruins.
Next to the carcass was Silby, who had a big hole in his chest. The body that once belonged to Chloe was covered in wounds, and there was nothing in his chest except for the remaining ribs. He fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He stared blankly at the sky, and there was no longer any chance of survival.
Hoffa looked at everything in front of him, but there was no joy in his heart. There was only a strong sadness that could not be dissipated. He closed his eyes in agony and staggered back to where he came from.
Everything was over. Silby could not withstand the power of the Mind Flow Curse. That was a power that even gods could not withstand. He was just a cursed mortal.
In the end, nothing would change. All of Silby's dreams were just nonsense. In the face of the huge power of reality, they would only collapse. However, this was not bad. Hoffa thought that perhaps he could hide in the mountains 50 years later and not care about the world anymore. Perhaps he would not have to run around in exhaustion, and there would be no annoying fellows to interrogate his soul. He would not have to grow up in pain, and he would not have to struggle to transform again and again.
That was it.
.....
"Hey …"
Therefore, when Hoffa heard a gossamer voice behind him, he turned around in shock.
Silby, who had a big hole in his chest, was actually using the Dream God's broken body to climb up from the ground. It was unbelievable. How did he do it? This was completely impossible!
Hoffa opened his mouth and looked at Silby in a daze. At this moment, he actually felt a strange admiration from the bottom of his heart, and he actually hoped that he could realize his dreams.
Silby did not disappoint him.
"Hey … Brother …" He stood up shakily and said weakly, "Is … is this the end …" There was not much blood flowing from his chest, but he stood firmly on the ground and did not let the empty shell fall. He said, "So … so … in front of such a grand occasion … how could I … just leave …"
A dim light appeared in his empty chest. Was that his soul?
Suddenly, Silby looked up at Hoffa, and a dazzling light burst out from his broken body. He used his soul and life to let out the wildest roar, "In front of such a grand occasion, how could I just leave?! Bear witness to me!! "
That was the wildest roar Hoffa had ever heard! Following that roar, Silby started running again. The dazzling white light was compressed to the extreme in his empty chest, like a pure white beating heart.
Under that shocking spiritual power, Silby's speed was as fast as lightning. He laughed loudly and unscrupulously released his life force. His red hair danced wildly in the air like reeds, like a mad demon. He did not look human, but he was more human than anyone else.
He rushed in front of Hoffa and pointed his finger at him like lightning!
Hoffa, who was completely exhausted, could not dodge this fatal blow. He stood there in a daze, watching the fingertip grow bigger in his eyes.
Boom!!
Silby's fingertip hit Hoffa's body, and at the same time, his pure spiritual power, which was almost solid, crashed into him.
As if struck by lightning, he fainted on the spot!
.....
.....
When he woke up again, he found himself standing on a green grassland. The sky was light gray, and there were a few clouds. It was not beautiful, but it was not ugly either. In this green sea, alfalfa flowers danced in the wind. It was as if he had returned to the dream of that night.
Hoffa walked in the waist-high alfalfa, the wind rustling around him. He remembered that he was looking for someone, someone he knew but could not remember the name of.
After walking in the grassland for a long time, he came to a river. There was a tree on the other side of the river, and there was no one under the tree. He looked at the river and remembered that he had been here before, and also remembered the pain of stepping into the river.
But this time, he carefully stepped into the river, avoiding the sharp stones, and swam to the other side of the river.
On the other side of the river was a more complicated and vast grassland. He walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. On the way, he would occasionally encounter foxes, rattlesnakes, and brown cow dung, but he carefully avoided them and continued forward.
Finally, he came to a small open space in the grassland. There was some hay and flowers on the open space, and a very young boy stood on it.
When the boy saw him, he walked toward him.
Hoffa lowered his head and looked at the boy. He was wearing pure white clothes and was barefoot, like an angel. One could not help but feel pity for him.
The boy came to Hoffa, looked up at him, and crossed his arms. "You're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." After a pause, he said with a smile, "I've waited for a long time, and this day has finally come."
"Yes, you finally did it."
Hoffa's eyes were very gloomy. "You did it, but is the world perfect?"
"The world is never perfect. That's the only way to have meaning," the boy said.
His comforting words did not make Hoffa feel much better. The moment he released the Heart Flow Curse, he had already understood the mystery of the Heart Flow Curse and knew the secret of the latter half of the Heart Flow Curse. He knew that he had lost, and there was no turning back.
Seeing that Hoffa was so sad, the boy went forward and held his hand. "By the way, do you still remember that time?"
"That time …?"
Hoffa murmured in reply.
"The time we drove together in Casablanca."
"Yes."
"Are you happy?"
Hoffa nodded, and his eyes were not so gloomy. He said softly, "Yes."
The boy smiled, and his eyes curved into crescents. "Let's play together next time."
Hoffa shook his head.
The boy said, "Why? Are you not willing?"
Hot liquid rolled down from Huo Fa's eyes. He had understood some truths, and he had understood some stories. He knew that it was difficult for him to become this guy. But the most terrifying thing was that he was already standing beside him and had become his partner.
The boy went forward and wiped his eyes.
He said softly, "Everything is just a reference and an analogy. It's just a story. Don't mind it too much."
"Is it worth it?" Hoffa asked in a choked voice. "Abandon everything for a thought. No one will even know who you are. No one will care what you've done or experienced."
"Before I met you, I thought about this question," the boy said calmly. "Is it all worth it? Why do my dreams always fail? Why is no one willing to care about my thoughts? Later on, after fighting with you, I understood that the heavens had bestowed me with absolute talent, but had also taken away my ability to accept help. After discovering the strength of my talent, I relied on it, despised everything, schemed against everything, and was successful in every endeavor. I rejected everyone who could be my friend, but in the end, I didn't defeat you or the world.
In the end, I even forgot what I looked like when I left home that year. I forgot what a real Magus was. But now, I finally remember. I think this is also because of your help. I think it's all worth it. "
As he spoke, a pure white spot of light the size of a grain of rice appeared on his chest. The spot of light was extremely pure. It was the energy gathered by Hoffa using the Ten Thousand Spells Return to One Curse. The energy fused with César's life, bringing him to endless glory and the end of his journey.
Hoffa finally grabbed his hand and pleaded, "Don't do this."
The boy shook his head and said gently, "It has to be like this. There are many people in the world who can receive help from others. But only I can bear such a solemn revelation. "
Then he sat down, looked at Hoffa, and smiled.
"I've found myself. I'll leave the rest to you. "
With that, he closed his eyes and exhaled his last breath.
Flow, I am the world — Hum.
Following the second incantation, the boy turned into a white ray of light and flew into the sky. One became two, two became four, four became eight, eight became sixteen … Just like that, the white ray of light split exponentially, turning into millions, trillions, trillions of white rays of light. They were extremely dazzling like meteors, covering all the places that one could see and flying in all directions.
Even after many, many years, Huo Fa would never forget this scene. It was the most shocking scene he had seen so far, and also the most sacred revelation he had ever experienced. Just looking at it made one's soul quietly change.
The Flow Spell Hum carried magic power and mental information, flying to all things in the world through the mental network created by the Flow Spell So. It flew into the bodies of everyone who had woken up from their dreams.
In the dream, they were rich, but after waking up, they were penniless. They went from being as beautiful as flowers to old men, from being admired by tens of thousands to being as insignificant as ants. They were already in despair. Perhaps if Hoffa did not stop them, they would have started World War III in an instant. However, the meteor that fell from the sky changed all of this.
The meteor contained energy that contained profound and complicated information. It was a small seed of hope. After the seed entered their bodies, it immediately changed their talent, allowing them to be reborn.
They temporarily forgot everything that happened in the dream and began to study the new information in their minds. They studied the strange and incomparably magical talent.
.....
.....
The illusion disappeared, and Hoffa's consciousness gradually returned to his body.
Only the broken body of Silby was left in front of him.
He had exhausted all of his strength and turned into something like a stone statue. A gust of wind blew, and for some reason, it started to drizzle.
The rain fell on Hoffa's forehead, slid down his cheeks, and fell to the ground. At the same time, it also fell on the grayish-white stone statue, turning it into a simple gray.
Some mottled debris fell off the statue. However, he still maintained his attacking posture, with a wild and blooming smile on his lips, his finger stopped on Hoffa's forehead.
Hoffa looked at the lifeless stone statue in front of him.
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