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Chapter 790

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Her final value was embodied here?

Snake Tongue felt that it was absurd, but she also felt calm, as if she had finally reached her destination.

Things had developed to this point, far exceeding the upper limit of her usefulness. Her repeated struggles had only resulted in this.

Just like that, she was wrapped in a sandstorm of dust. It was as if she was in the turbulent flow of fate. She drifted with the waves until she reached the top.

But in reality, her fate had been controlled by someone else from beginning to end. The temporary protective cover set up by Gong Qi determined the length of the final part of her life.

The protective cover was firm. Even under the assault of the chaotic domain fragments of the laws, it was only slowly worn away. It was to buy as much time as possible for Gong Qi to escape. At the same time, it was sensitive. It was closely linked to Snake Tongue's soul structure. When the protective cover shattered, Snake Tongue would inevitably be destroyed along with it.

Gong Qi was certain that there was an unknown connection between Snake Tongue and Luo Nan. Therefore, he used Snake Tongue to mislead Luo Nan's tracking direction.

Of course, Luo Nan might not fall for it, but as long as he hesitated for a moment, a bit more time would be good.

Snake Tongue saw through Gong Qi's scheme, but it didn't matter. She just waited quietly like this. The legendary memories and repentance before her death never appeared. She had long since weakened to the point where she couldn't even bear her memories.

Her thoughts and emotions flowed without limit. Even Snake Tongue herself didn't know what her thoughts and state of mind would be in the next moment.

She believed that her candle-like life was about to disappear without a trace in this state. But at this time, Luo Nan's face inexplicably appeared in the lake of her heart.

The relief sculpture of a human face pieced together by domain fragments, under the influence of her chaotic thoughts and emotions, transformed into a demonic god burning amidst the boundless space and time. The demonic god possessed a malevolent and sinister body, a lustrous and dazzling color. But in the end, all the elements settled in the pair of deep eyes that had never changed from beginning to end. They slowly became clear.

Snake Tongue didn't know why she would allow this face to completely occupy her mind in the final moments of her life. Perhaps she had even unwittingly given away this little bit of autonomy.

Snake Tongue gave up on everything. She allowed time to wrap around her as she indifferently advanced. She followed the most fundamental laws of the universe, gradually changing from order to disorder.

The protective barrier began to disintegrate. The structure of the spirit body was also implicated, collapsing from the very foundation. Perhaps if time flowed a bit more, then the medium known as Snake Tongue would completely disintegrate from the material world and perish.

But under these circumstances, Luo Nan, the Demonic God that coiled and converged at the bottom of her heart, still existed. He existed steadily, not shifting from any change.

Is it not a creation of my mind?

Wouldn't it rot?

It exists independently of me?

Or could it be that at this moment, when I'm about to collapse and perish, there's still a corner of my consciousness that's supporting me?

Luo Nan, no, that Demonic God, has been paying attention to me from beginning to end. Has he used a portion of his power on my side?

If that was the case, if that was the case …

Do I still have a chance? There was still a chance of survival?

Snake Tongue's already stagnant train of thought seemed to have come alive. It was like a candle that had already burned out, a spark in the ashes of a fire, struggling to not be extinguished. It was because of the endless desire for life that was hidden deep in the embers and had never been completely eliminated.

At this moment, Snake Tongue suddenly understood. In the end, she was unwilling. She still wanted to live. She wanted to live! She wasn't willing to give up even the slightest possibility, the slightest trace of hope.

She was already unable to rely on her own strength to continue living. Then she would plead and beg. Even if it was lowly and ugly, it was fine as long as she lived!

Therefore, her will that was on the verge of collapse burned in this way.

"Save me … My Lord, I beg you to save me!

"I'm willing to give up everything. Everything.

"I'm willing to endure everything. Everything.

"I just ask to be entrusted in your shadow. I want to have a place to kneel and worship under your feet.

"I only have this humble request. I worship you as the ruler of life. I will listen to your judgment.

"Save me! Save me!"

The protective barrier silently collapsed, and the chaotic power of the sandstorm seeped in. The structure of her spirit body was like a sandcastle under the tide. It changed beyond recognition in an instant.

Snake Tongue didn't have the strength to resist. Her consciousness suddenly dimmed. But in this instant of annihilation, the last clear thought that remained was:

"Save me!"

This thought flickered, trembled, rose, and fell. It could be extinguished at any moment. But in the end, it still survived. Moreover, it really did connect with fuel. It recovered its brightness little by little.

Snake Tongue woke up. Her soul fire supported her consciousness. Little by little, she recovered the fragments of her memories and pieced them together to form a vein of thought. Then, she discovered that she was currently attached to a thin thread that was hard to distinguish between real and fake. She was hanging alone in the nothingness.

Soon, bright and scorching rays of light spilled down, drawing her in to look up.

Above her was a dense interweaving, three-dimensional, and complex network. It was like a spider web, but it was hundreds of times more complicated. And at the core of the spider web was a blazing sun. It was so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at it. Even the red light that was spitting out from the edges covered the entire spider web structure.

At this moment, the thin thread that was attached to Snake Tongue was hanging down from the spider web structure. It was directly connected to the spider web and pulled her closer and closer to the spider web.

During this process, the sound of crashing could be heard without end. Some were extremely far away, coming from the upper core of the spider web structure. Some were extremely close, belonging to the thin thread that pulled her in.

This thin thread was an exquisite and tough chain. It directly penetrated her mind, firmly locking her down without leaving any leeway.

As a Curse Master of orthodox origins in the shrine, Snake Tongue quickly understood. Her mind was submerged in an extremely symbolic space of consciousness. She clearly understood where she belonged, and she experienced the fundamental restraints and corresponding status she received from the Demon God Luo Nan's system.

In other words, she was still here. She was still alive!

Snake Tongue laughed loudly. She didn't care about the chains binding her mind. She didn't care about the spider web and the sun that grew closer and closer. She didn't care about the unpredictable fate that awaited her. She just indulged herself, laughing happily in this space of consciousness.

Her surging emotions were burning. But right now, she had the qualifications. She had the capital. She could wantonly waste and vent her emotions unless the Demon God that controlled her life ordered her to stop.

Luo Nan didn't stop her, and Snake Tongue was finally done laughing. She got closer and closer to the sun web.

The closer she got, the more complex and precise the structure of the spider web she could see. The number of connected nodes increased. She had felt lonely before because she was in the outermost region. She was far from the center.

In fact, there was another chain hanging down from the spider web in this outermost region aside from the thread she was at. It just so happened to intersect with her thread and cast into the depths of the void. It was unknown where or who it was connected to.

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