People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 787: Starting from the end, keep moving forward!

Behind the Silver Stone Cliff battlefield, in the center of the basin that was blasted out by Qi Yan's punch, the strange altar has completely disappeared.

The Witch King kneaded the slightly lighter "arm strength ball" in his hand, feeling something carefully.

"I heard the beast's wailing. It can't hold on any longer." The Witch King said softly.

The shadow of the Witch King floated to the altar and said in a deep voice:

"It's my turn to take action."

"To be precise, I was the one who attacked you." The Witch King corrected, "You are the one who was attacked by me."

"I don't even know if I can come back after this trip, can't you let me show off a little?" The shadow said with some resentment.

"Maybe he can come back by himself?" the Witch King speculated.

"You can gamble, but I can't."

The shadow looked more serious than ever before: "He is my friend, and I know his situation very well. If he gets lost, he can run from Leitania to Kjerag."

“…Then let’s get started.”

"Ah."

The Witch King held the 'arm strength ball' in one hand and began to draw strength from it. With the other hand, he grabbed the phantom and threw it into the altar that had stopped.

After completing these preparations, the Witch King drew his fingers across the air, and notes jumped one by one, forming a complex melody.

“Time is a very challenging subject.”

The Witch King raised his lips slightly as he continued to perfect his new music score.

The altar trapped the phantom and started to work again under the urging of the Witch King, but this time, its function had changed.

It is still summoning something, but it is not the 'original source stone', but a person named Qi Yan.

With the shadow as a medium, his illusory body began to fluctuate uncontrollably, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

He could clearly feel that his existence was being pulled by some force, diving deep into the unknown, and continuously extending towards a breath in time that he was familiar with.

……

……

Qi Yan, holding a box of red gold, walked forward in time step by step.

He saw the doctor leading a scientific expedition team deep into the snowfield called Sami, and in the end only three people left the snowfield in embarrassment.

Qi Yan picked up a piece of red gold, took a bite, and threw the red gold with his teeth mark here as a mark.

Then keep moving forward.

He saw a giant beast awakening in an ancient country called Yan State, following the breath of hatred and locking onto another of its kind.

The lone wolf was forced to leave the last of his tribe and return to the snowy mountains to complete this battle that spanned countless years.

He saw the Heavenly Masters of Yan Country surrounding the battlefield, saw a black snake shadow in the north of Yan Country taking the opportunity to reveal its conspiracy, and saw two giant beasts fall under the siege of Yan Country.

He saw a crack that was accidentally torn open in the confrontation of conspiracy, and an indescribable strange thing seeped from it and began to spread southward to the land.

Qi Yan put down another piece of red gold with tooth marks on it.

Then keep moving forward.

He saw the patriot take the amulet he had given away from Rhode Island and sew it carefully on the inside of his shirt, close to his heart.

The last pure-blooded Wendigo once again set out on a journey, joining forces with his mixed-blood brethren in the north to serve as a pioneer in the mission of opening up the northern border.

He saw the demise of the Wendigo and after seeing the statue standing tall, a team established a base deep in the North and restarted an ancient megastructure.

Qi Yan put down a piece of red gold with teeth marks on it.

Then keep moving forward.

He saw the Originium growing recklessly on this land, constantly eroding the land that could be used for survival. He saw the grown-up Amiya running across this land, announcing the impending disaster to all countries.

Many misunderstandings and hostility weighed on Amiya's thin shoulders. This girl, who shouldered the will to survive, chose to shoulder everything and lead all races.

The familiar film woman no longer appears by Amiya's side.

The figure who had been wrapping himself in a black coat was finally sent into the newly modified sarcophagus again.

Amiya held the doctor's hand reluctantly and stayed with him until the last moment.

Qi Yan put down a piece of red gold with teeth marks on it.

Then keep moving forward.

He saw the natural disasters and sufferings that were happening more and more frequently on this land, and saw the desperate races, led by Amiya, set foot on the blazed road that represented survival and arrived in front of the ancient giant structure.

The giant structure started up, and the brilliant and unfamiliar starry sky appeared before the eyes of all races for the first time.

He saw the land become empty, and no familiar figures could be seen anymore. There was only the endless surge of source stone that was aimlessly eroding everything.

Qi Yan was in hesitation.

He didn't know whether he should continue to put down the red gold.

Holding the box with only a few pieces of red gold left, Qi Yan continued to wander around the land.

Finally, he saw the soil not covered by Originium again, as well as snow and mountains.

Qi Yan stepped onto this somewhat familiar snow-capped mountain that seemed to be forever frozen in a corner of time. He passed through layers of frozen forests and saw a lonely figure.

With her long snow-white hair spread on the ground, Qi Lin sat in the place where she had said goodbye to someone forever and met someone for the first time.

In this land where no living creatures exist anymore, there is only one watcher named Qilin, who refuses everything just to wait for one person.

Qi Yan stood in front of Qi Lin holding the box, staring into the other's lifeless golden eyes.

He put down his last few pieces of red gold.

But the sitting figure did not respond at all, as if only an empty shell had been left.

A sigh came out from Qi Yan's lips.

He put down the empty box as well, as if he had completely let go of some worries.

Then keep moving forward.

"Qi Yan..."

A weak voice echoed in Qi Yan's ears, and the giant beast pleaded bitterly: "You can't go on. All your anchors have been lost, and I am also about to be worn out. There is a dead end ahead from which there is no turning back."

“I haven’t reached the end yet.”

Qi Yan continued walking forward without stopping and without looking back.

"How can you possibly finish a road that has no end?" The giant beast tried to wake up Qi Yan who was immersed in obsession.

"..."

Qi Yan finally stopped and looked back at the weakened beast.

He smiled and asked, "Who am I?"

The giant beast was puzzled: "You are Qi Yan."

"Then you can take Qi Yan back."

Qi Yan turned around and moved forward again.

"What do you mean?" The beast exerted its last bit of strength and struggled forward, "You are not Qi Yan, who are you?"

"I am Qi Yan."

The black-haired man waved his hand and walked away without any reluctance.

The giant beast howled in pain and tried to continue chasing, but it was already powerless and collapsed into time.

His dissipating consciousness could only see a black-haired figure that was so familiar, yet so strange, moving forward without stopping, determined to move forward for some non-existent concept.

He...saw a shadow in the shape of a clock solidify out of thin air.

He…saw the end of time.

Qi Yan bent down and picked up the black clock in front of him.

He looked back from the end.

All the old friends are gone.

All existence is past.

All meaning has disappeared.

"It's time to go back."

Qi Yan held the black clock and was about to leave, but suddenly froze in place.

"...Where is the way back?"

The foot that was hanging in the air was retracted.

Qi Yan scratched his head in distress, walked around twice with the End of Time in one hand, and finally squatted down resignedly, looking at the black clock in his arms.

He didn't know how long he had spent like this, or rather, in the End of the World, the concept of time no longer existed.

The pointer of the black clock quietly hovers at the positions representing the beginning and end of time.

Qi Yan gently stroked the black lacquered surface of the clock with his fingertips, his mind a little scattered, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Until... a sound of footsteps sounded at the end of nothingness.

Qi Yan looked up in surprise.

He saw a cold figure slowly walking towards him, with long snow-white hair spreading out like a white blanket behind Qi Lin.

Qi Lin's golden eyes were still empty, but in his arms he was holding a box filled with red gold covered with teeth marks.

"you……"

Before Qi Yan could speak, Qi Lin had already walked up to him, stretched out her hand and took his hand.

Yiren's soft palms were cold.

Qi Yan subconsciously held it, but found that Qi Lin had tied something on his wrist, so he pulled his hand away.

Then Qi Lin bent down and stuffed the box of red gold into Qi Yan's arms.

Qi Yan squatted on the ground, holding the End of Time and the red gold box, and looked down carefully.

"This is... everyone's aura... Amiya... Doctor..."

The beacon that Qi Yan once gave to others finally returned to his hands.

The next second, Qi Lin's figure disappeared.

Qi Yan stood up subconsciously, but found that his wrists had been tied tightly with a red silk thread.

"Your navigation system has been installed."

The voice of the Witch King's phantom returned to Qi Yan's mind: "This is not Paimon, and you are not a traveler. It's time to go home, little bastard."

The red silk thread suddenly tightened, and Qi Yan's body was dragged forward.