VIP Chapter 554: God’s Gaze
It was so quiet that the sound of light falling on one’s arm could be heard.
“But does light falling on your arm really make a sound?”
Daisianwei sat in such a “quiet” room, looking down at her skin, where a “pure” white light, as if mixed with all colors, shone on her arm. Perhaps as a “vampire,” her skin was too pale to seem “alive.” The trace of veins was not even visible beneath.
Then, a shadow blocked her line of sight from admiring her “arm.” This shadow was ethereal, a “undead” whose flowing body cast a fluid shadow on Daisianwei’s arm.
“—”
It made a “sound,” a sound that could not be represented by any text or syllable, a sound that only Daisianwei seemed to understand.
“Alright~ I know. I know they’ve already lost. Rather, when I sent them out, I didn’t expect them to win the first time.”
Daisianwei reached out, stroking the “chin” of the giant “undead” beside her, as if petting a well-behaved large dog. However, she couldn’t converse with it. The Death Hall was truly this “desolate.” In the Death Hall, there were not many people who could chat with Daisianwei, especially while sitting on this final floor and chatting with her.
Propping her chin with her hand, the lonely Miss Daisianwei gazed at the “wine glass” she had already emptied, not even a trace of blood left on its walls.
“Hmm… Mr. Carver, who came to me personally, is now dead.”
“Miss Shuna, whom I thought would be my ‘child’s’ beloved, can now only be a ‘puppet’.”
“Miss Li Wei’qi, who was insincerely by my side, has finally left me.”
She stared at the reflection of her bright red eyes in the goblet.
*Clink.*
Her long fingernails tapped the goblet, making a crisp sound.
“Ah, as the saying goes, ‘to grow old alone.’ Those old people who no longer have children by their side and whose friends have all departed, are they as ‘lonely’ as I am now before they die?”
From the bottom of her heart, waves of “loneliness” welled up. For a traditional final BOSS who was supposed to guard the final level but was abandoned by almost everyone under her, this emotion seemed redundant and beneath her dignity.
But… she was not just the final BOSS; she was also the “god” of this world, Reviers, who had personally created and embodied its system.
Did gods feel “lonely”?
Should gods feel “lonely”?
Must gods feel “lonely”?
The answer from many “humans” might be no, but as she had replied to Li Wei’qi, who was about to leave a few hours ago. Gods are “all-feeling, all-emotive.” She had always possessed all the emotions of humans in this world, no, even all beings in this world.
Of course, just like the god statue behind Daisianwei, constructed from “corpses.”
Nothing could encompass all of Reviers.
Nothing could express all of Reviers.
Nothing could display all of Reviers.
Therefore, even these emperors with preserved memories in the dungeon, through which Reviers inherited her existence for hundreds of years, were merely a facet of her.
After a brief moment of lonely silence, the ghost’s voice came again—
“—, —, —”
“Ah… as expected.”
Hearing this piece of information that only she alone could understand, Daisianwei sighed in感慨.
“They will be attacking the Death Hall at this point in time. Hmm. I acknowledge that, in terms of strategy, Will, who was able to defeat Carver, is indeed quite something.”
Finally finding some amusement, Daisianwei licked her lips and stood up from her chair. She happily reached out, pulling it from the bottom of the table to the top.
And then, on the tabletop, a guillotine was placed. A miniature guillotine, about fifty to sixty centimeters high. The pillars supporting it and the blade that had yet to fall formed a nearly square “space.” Within this space, the ghost’s shadow slowly materialized. Finally, it clearly displayed the scene of one of the floors in the Death Hall at this moment—
A giant Fire Dragon occupied the center of the entire frame, its fiery tail sweeping across like an army.
*Crack. Crack. Crack.*
“In… *crack*… that direction… *crack*… Senior Iaar… *crack*…”
The unstable sound of the old guillotine slowly transformed into the shouts of the people in the scene. What was once only a cracking sound gradually became Will’s clear voice.
“I see. To quickly seize the opportunity when I cannot yet attack Zeroth Heaven, they used a special little dragon as the best helper for clearing the initial floors. Hmm, a very thoughtful move.”
Faced with such a giant Fire Dragon, arguably the “head of Fire Dragons,” the only one who could calmly call it a “little dragon” was probably Daisianwei.
“However, this dragon has been modified so much. No wonder, no wonder… the ‘companions’ I sent out earlier were all defeated.”
She gazed at the guillotine, which had transformed into a “screen.” The first hundred floors of the Death Hall, which could be considered “easy difficulty,” were basically trampled through by Iaar. As for the few remaining teammates of this party, they clung to the Fire Dragon’s body. Daisianwei could tell that in order for the Fire Dragon to carry them through at high speed, it hadn’t even activated its usual armor combustion.
“Is this Will’s command? But… this voice doesn’t seem to be his original voice? It’s slightly mixed with… a texture like a loudspeaker?”
She brushed aside a stray hair from her ear, allowing herself to hear more clearly the sounds from the real battlefield simulated by the guillotine’s blade as a “medium.”
“*Crack*… I’ve been counting, now it’s… *crack*… reached the eightyth floor… Incredible, the dungeons before this were almost over by now, but now it’s just the beginning… *crack*…”
But upon listening more closely, one would discover that this voice was different from the others; it came from the internal test. This meant… Will seemed to be sitting inside that Fire Dragon, which looked like a “monster” but was actually a large weapon. And commanding from inside?
“How lazy. As a captain, doesn’t he even want to command personally?”
A smile played on Daisianwei’s lips. She could clearly see from the jumping numbers in the upper right corner of the guillotine that their team, named the “Will System,” was skyrocketing and had already broken through the hundred-floor mark. Reaching…
“However, just as you prepared a ‘surprise’ for me, I of course also prepared a ‘surprise’ for you.”
110.
120.
130.
…
They advanced rapidly, but the battlefield became “quieter.” Will issued no further commands, mostly letting Iaar and the others cooperate mechanically, pushing through the dungeon with extreme speed.
Daisianwei licked her lips.
“Soon, you will be heading to the hell of death.”
