"... Come, tell me, tell me the reason for your persistence, tell me your opportunities... In this way, I can inherit your will and go on... Don't you want to be a lighthouse? Since you failed, why not let it go?

I keep going, you also said that you hope someone can defeat you, right?"

The sharp sword blade was held in his hand, and the blade was pointed at Su Mingan's chest.

There was an alluring softness in his tone, more like a whisper when the distance was extremely close, as if the sharpness before was completely gone.

Blood leaked from the corners of Su Mingan's lips:

"...No." His eyes became clear for a moment: "It's useless to tell you - because the one who gets it is me..."

So it is irreplaceable.

In his timeline, once he dies, he will just keep loading files and replay what happened in the past.

This means that even if he fails, he will never stop and will only repeat.

To others, death means rest, failure, and starting over.

For him, there is only "success" as the only route to take, and he cannot even try a failed death.

Otherwise, there will only be repetition forever.

He cannot get rid of this burden.

Edward's eyes turned cold for a moment.

"Boring." The sword blade in his hand moved: "...You want to shake me, but it's meaningless. I won't change because of any of your words. Now, you have lost the last trace of available value. So-called

...Player No. 1. I admire your efforts, but I am also disappointed in your ignorance..."

"Edward, you have been quite successfully molded by them." Su Mingan's words instantly angered him.

As if he was angry, but also as if he refused to admit it, Edward had actually realized the truth in Su Mingan's words, but he just forced himself not to think about it deeply. He held the hilt of the sword, and his gentle face turned ferocious for a moment:

"Su Ming'an - very good, I admit that you succeeded in irritating me. Maybe I will think about your words carefully later, and also think about the value of the existence of those people. However, for now, I no longer want to

If I see you saying these words again, you should just cling to your self-righteous ideals - go to hell."

As he spoke, the sword blade in his hand dropped instantly.

"...No." Su Mingan looked at him with clear eyes: "It is inevitable that we will meet again."

"Whoa!"

The bright red spread instantly.

The system prompts immediately:

[The main body (shadow state) is dead, but it is detected that the clone (light state) is still alive, and the consciousness begins to change...]

Su Ming'an felt that the scenery around him suddenly changed, and his originally blurry vision suddenly became clear. The severe pain in his body receded like a tide. He raised his hand and saw that he was holding the Sword of Arman held by his clone.

...His consciousness possessed the clone's body.

If you need to resurrect the body, you need five career points.

The Time Realm seemed to be continuing, and everyone around him paused. Only Edward stood in the middle, with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't had time to take back the Time Realm.

Su Mingan instantly pulled Lu Shu, who was still in a still state, and rushed out of the hall with his arms crossed.

Invisible fluctuations spread out, and the time domain was taken back in an instant. Edward noticed the movement here.

"Bang——!"

Su Ming'an ran quickly, and behind him came the sound of fighting between three followers and Edward and others, mixed with Edward's furious voice: "——The clone still has one life... Su Ming'an, just wait!"

The outgoing spatial vortex from the guild station unfolded in an instant, and Su Mingan stepped into it and disappeared directly into the guild station.

"How is this going?"

Lu Shu had just come back to his senses from being frozen in time. When he opened his eyes, he saw Su Ming'an running away with him in his arms.
Chapter completed!