A World Worth Protecting Chapter 450
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A World Worth Protecting Chapter 450 – Dark Dream
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Similarly, Wang Baole’s Dark Fire was limited. In the whole process of rushing, it was exhausted by the countless ferocious beasts, and Wang Baole was now visibly weakened!
However, Wang Baole had a precise grasp of the timing. Even though the Dark Fire was being exhausted, he had still managed to enter the depression while Black Robe was being held back!
The instant he entered the depression, Black Robe let out a scream filled with intense indignation. That scream spread throughout the entire third level of the underground world, causing all the cities to shake. However, it was all too late!
“Old fella, so what if you let him in? The Dark Sect has already passed on, and those grazing the cosmos had all died pathetically!”
“It’s not that I don’t acknowledge history. However, we have finally achieved freedom, so why do we have to be burial tributes to the Dark Sect?”
“You should know that the being that destroyed the Dark Sect is already the lord of the Never-Ending Star Zone!” Black Robe screamed angrily, and in his agitation, he revealed his body. It wasn’t an elder dressed in a black robe. Instead, an aged face appeared above the black robe, as if the black robe was his body!
The young boy appeared beside Black Robe with a look of confusion in his eyes. He seemed not to have understood the entire situation, looking at Black Robe and then at the depression, unsure why Black Robe said what he said.
“You idiot!” Black Robe grew even angrier looking at the young boy. However, that made the young boy unhappy.
“Crappy clothes, who are you scolding!”
“I’m scolding you, you old chap! What’s the point of acting young all the time!”
On the third level of the underground world, the furious Black Robe and the young boy began cursing each other; they even started launching attacks. The ferocious beasts on the ground and many more arriving all stared dazedly at the duo in the skies whom they thought were their leaders. They didn’t dare participate, and they simply lowered their heads and waited.
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At the same time, in the cosmos far away from the Solar System was a forbidden ground that was extremely dusty. That place seemed to have been forgotten by people. It was as if it had never existed amongst the other planets. In the vortex that had once sent out the casket, a sigh was heard.
As the sigh was heard, an extremely large face the size of the vortex appeared within it. It was looking in the direction of the Solar System, and after a long time, it sighed again as it closed its eyes. Its consciousness began spreading in all directions, integrating into the cosmos through some mysterious means…
Right now, on the second level of this underground world, the three extraterrestrial cultivators who had split up were now extremely anxious in their search for an exit. However, no matter how hard they tried, it was difficult to find it.
They eventually found a spot where the barrier was thinner. However, the moment they tried to blast it open and escape, the entire underground world suddenly trembled. The sky transformed, the winds howled, and the clouds churned. All weak spots hardened up instantly, and the spirits from the Spirit Sea on the first level, as well as the corpses on the second level, froze, as if having lost their ability to move.
The Spirit Sea was calm, and the grave land was peaceful. On the third level, even those ferocious beasts who had their heads lowered stopped moving. It was as if a frightening consciousness was using some form of indescribable method to come to this place through the Dark Artifact!
That existence was extremely powerful, and his arrival made all forms of life turn into puppets!
Even the young boy and Black Robe, who were now attacking each other, were shocked. They instinctively trembled, and the fear and memories that they had buried deep inside their hearts were immediately brought to the surface with the arrival of the consciousness. The moment it surfaced in their minds, the young boy knelt down and screamed painfully.
“I was wrong, I was wrong! Spare my life, master!” As it screamed instinctively, Black Robe trembled even more strongly. However, he didn’t ask for forgiveness and instead exclaimed noiselessly and with disbelief.
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“This consciousness… This is impossible! This… This… Impossible, absolutely impossible! He is already dead! That battle back then… He died back then!”
As the young boy knelt and asked for forgiveness, and as Black Robe gasped in disbelief, the arriving consciousness disregarded them, passing by insidiously and entering the cave!
Right now, Wang Baole, who was inside the cave, was confused. He didn’t sense the arrival of that ferocious consciousness, not even the existence of the calling. Everything seemed to have disappeared once he entered the depression.
That wasn’t all. There was no longer heaven and earth in the depression, only pitch-black nothingness!
Wang Baole was on a Lone Boat, a boat that was slowly advancing into nothingness. The Lone Boat was completely black, seemingly able to blend into nothingness while emanating an indescribable sense of quaintness and vicissitude. Wang Baole lowered his head and saw that he was no longer wearing his original clothing, but was instead in a familiar black robe!
Furthermore, in front of him was an oar. More accurately, it was a lantern oar. At its tip hung a light made of a green sack!
Lone Boat, Black Robe, Lantern Oar…
The moment he saw all this, Wang Baole uncontrollably thought of Zhao Pinfang’s mural, the one he had seen in the Mars research facility…
All this confused him. His thoughts also seemed to become blurry with the quietness of the surrounding nothingness. Gradually, as the sampan advanced slowly, together with the peacefulness of the surroundings, Wang Baole could no longer keep his eyes open. He sat down in the Lone Boat, leaning against its side, about to fall into a deep slumber.
In between wakefulness and sleep, he vaguely heard a tune coming from afar. The tune wasn’t from a child, but from an elderly yet warm voice. It reverberated by his ears, accompanying him to dreamland.
“When the heavens and earth separate, the cycle of fate stops…”
“Knowing what happened in the past, the one who suffers now is…”
“Knowing what’s to come in the future, the one who is working hard now is…”
The tune reverberated, eventually filling up Wang Baole’s consciousness. His head was slanted, and his eyelids trembled, wanting to open his eyes. However, he was simply too tired, and eventually completely lost consciousness…
As he fell into a deep slumber, the consciousness that arrived seemed to appear beside the Lone Boat that was advancing in the nothingness. It gradually transformed into an elder’s illusory figure, standing on the Lone Boat as he looked at Wang Baole. He was full of emotion, and his gaze was warm.
The only seed left in this world… Perhaps, this is a reincarnation…
Forget it… The elder sighed softly, raising his right hand and pressing it on Wang Baole’s glabella, mumbling as he did so.
“Dark Dream…”
Wang Baole indeed felt that he was in a dream, an indescribable dream. In this dream world were brilliant lights that made him very unwilling to wake up.
After an unknown period of time, he heard the familiar tune again. The sound was warm and amiable as usual, and it seemed to be approaching him from afar. It reverberated by his ears, and he opened his eyes.
He was still on the Lone Boat, and he was no longer surrounded by nothingness but by the cosmos!
The cosmos was so vast and limitless that he could see the swirling stars, as well as dust that he had never seen before. He could even see meteoroids floating and spinning by.
Everything was so foreign that Wang Baole was momentarily shocked. At the same time, he saw an elder holding a lantern oar in front of him, wearing a black robe!
He was using the lantern oar to journey through the cosmos…
“When the heavens and earth separate, the cycle of fate stops…”
“Knowing what happened in the past, the one who suffers now is…”
“Knowing what’s to come in the future, the one who is working hard now is…”
The raspy, peaceful voice emerged from his mouth. Sensing that Wang Baole had woken up, the elder’s voice paused. He turned around, revealing an extremely kind yet wrinkly face beneath the black robe. Age and warmth filled his eyes as he looked at Wang Baole and smiled.
“Baole, what happened to you?”
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