Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 513: Chapter 130: The Being the Well Feared

Inside the Mist, an unknown realm.

In the midst of day, a starry sky abruptly appeared as if the world had already begun to fall into disorder.

The master of the starry sky was naturally Jing Si.

Reincarnation had transformed into stars, turning into the brightest among them in the sky.

Its radiance shone upon Jing Si, keeping him perpetually in the clearest and most exalted state.

Invincibility was no longer worth boasting about; now he was unharmed and tireless, ever nearing eternity.

Upon gaining clarity, Jing Si’s divine consciousness and perception began to gradually strengthen, eventually aligning with other power values.

Thus, in this vast world, he sensed two auras.

One of these auras, the closest to himself, was the weakest of the three.

The owner of this aura made Jing Si feel very familiar.

The other aura was extremely evil and bore a powerful oppressive force.

The emergence of the High Tower was sensed by Jing Wu, and so naturally, Jing Si sensed it too.

However, when he was about to head towards the High Tower, he received special information. In addition to the meeting place and time, it mentioned a crucial sentence—

"I can help you find Jing Liu."

And so Jing Si appeared here.

Everyone thought that the High Tower was about to be destroyed and that Jing Si would defend it.

In truth, only one person understood that Jing Si did not care whether the High Tower was defended or destroyed.

Jing Si even tended towards the destruction of the High Tower, but for a different ultimate purpose.

This person knew clearly—

Although Jing Liu had disappeared, her influence remained. This influence had become even more apparent since Jing Si regained consciousness.

Suppressing with the High Tower was still a hidden danger. Only by destroying the High Tower and utterly eradicating the monster within could a true redemption for humanity be realized.

A man in a white lab coat with a placid face gazed at Jing Si beneath the starry sky.

"Laosi, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you."

Jing Si had already guessed who the person meeting him was.

"Indeed, it’s been a long time, Big Brother."

Jing Si truly stood on humanity’s side.

However, the experiences within the shell still made him willing to acknowledge these "brothers and sisters."

"We carried through the most twisted days together, it’s just that at the time, I didn’t expect you to have already become different from the others."

Jing Yi looked at Jing Si, his eyes filled with a brother’s regret. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"I need to know the method to find Jing Liu. That’s also the reason I agreed to meet you."

Jing Si’s gaze was very cold.

Although he was still willing to call him Big Brother, he was well aware that this man was his enemy.

The others had more or less strayed off their paths over the years, but only this man had never strayed.

Jing Yi’s purpose was always to liberate the source of the twist within the High Tower.

Jing Yi perceived the murderous intent in Jing Si’s eyes and sighed,

"After I tell you your little sister’s whereabouts, do you plan to kill me? I fully believe you have the ability, but after you kill me, even if you know where your little sister is, you will have no way to find her."

If possible, Jing Si indeed intended to kill Jing Yi.

Because a battle between them was inevitable.

"The whereabouts of Jing Liu," Jing Si repeated.

Jing Yi started to smile, his expression resembling that of a certain man who had escaped from the farm many years ago.

It seemed as if the surroundings had become a bit brighter.

"You know, both your younger sister and I are somewhat sensitive to the Power of Causality."

"So when she disappeared, I could sense it, but what made her disappear was the Twist itself."

Jing Si remembered the battle with Bai Wu.

Although Bai Wu was easily defeated by him, he had to admit that Bai Wu’s domain had been astonishing.

"The one who holds the same power is the source of the Twist, that is... the god who nurtured us."

"He can rescue your little sister, and I can also promise you that the god will hold no grudges for the past."

Since Jing Si was now awake, he clearly knew some things came with a price.

He remained silent, not speaking.

And Jing Yi said,

"I’m not afraid to speak openly; I came here to ensure that you can stay here and not hinder my destruction of the High Tower."

"Of course, you also long for the High Tower’s destruction, don’t you? I’m actually not worried that the arrival of the gods will be impeded. However, some humans must be cleanly eradicated."

Among the humans Jing Yi mentioned, Jing Si probably guessed who they were.

He was somewhat surprised, and Jing Yi noticed Jing Si’s surprise:

"He didn’t die; you didn’t kill him last time because, just when you shouldn’t have gone mad, you did."

"Thus, an underling of mine from yesteryears set up a strategic play over seven hundred years, which finally proved useful; a lost game turned into a winnable one."

"It can only be said that his fate wasn’t sealed."

Jing Yi continued:

"You needn’t be curious about how I’m so clear on the details of that battle. You only need to know that this person must die, or rather, anyone trying to resist must die. If you want to save Jing Liu, that’s the condition."

Jing Si remained silent, but his expression had grown more somber.

Learning that Bai Wu hadn’t died, Jing Si felt a complex mix of emotions.

He was somewhat glad, but he also longed to avenge Jing Liu.

But if Jing Liu hadn’t died, just as Jing Yi had said, and if Jing Liu could come back... then he could settle his grudges and debts with Bai Wu.

Deep down, Jing Si regarded Bai Wu as a friend.

And then there were the people he had seen in Baichuan City, as well as his former close friends...

But these people were likely guarding the High Tower.

These people, too, were likely to die outside the High Tower.

Unless he went to save them.

"Only the owner of the Power of Twist can unravel it, but the Power of Twist is not exclusive to Bai Wu. Compared to the great gods, Bai Wu’s abilities are insignificant."

"You are the only being capable of shaking the gods, but... why the rush?"

Jing Yi slowly approached Jing Si:

"Do you remember the time in the shell, when you and your younger sister relied on each other, overcoming everything together?"

"For seven hundred years, she’s been running around for your sake, allowing herself to be ravaged by the Power of Causality."

Jing Yi paused briefly:

"But I know you well, Laosi, you’ve been corrupted. You are destined to fight the gods, and I wouldn’t dare completely rule out the possibility of you successfully slaying a god."

"But consider Jing Liu for a moment, whether to become a new god but forever alone, or to let her witness with her own eyes the fruits of her seven hundred years of effort?"

Each sentence hammered into Jing Si’s ears like nails,

firmly locking away his thoughts.

He indeed wouldn’t be swayed by Jing Yi—he could never become a supporter of the source of Twist.

But before killing a person, could he use that person to achieve other goals?

Could he sacrifice some insignificant people for his own ends?

Jing Si struggled with the thought, but every time he considered saving others and as a result losing Jing Liu, the conflict in his heart became ineffectual.

Jing Yi was an astute orator.

Attacking the High Tower might meet some resistance, perhaps Bai Wu had grown much stronger, but none of it mattered.

Because the gap in power was too vast, even Bai Wu at his current stage couldn’t battle against the Divine Body.

As long as Jing Si, the only Origin Level existence, didn’t participate, everything would proceed smoothly.

The reason why Bai Wu must be killed was a reflection Ji Yi had from Jing Liu.

There were many illogical actions in Jing Liu’s existence; for quite some time, Jing Liu was indeed guiding Bai Wu.

Not doing so would have made Jing Liu’s success more straightforward.

And in the end, a human grasped the Power of Twist and banished the Well Level beings, compelling Jing Yi to take Bai Wu seriously.

Jing Yi was not one to underestimate his opponents; he, like Bai Yuan, had a strong ability to perceive.

Through Bai Wu’s various deeds, Jing Yi considered the possibility that Bai Wu might be another Masked K.

Such a person was too dangerous and had to be eliminated.

So he came in person to trap Jing Si, firstly, to prevent him from obstructing the destruction of the High Tower.

Secondly, to prevent Jing Si from saving people, especially from saving Bai Wu.

He certainly wasn’t a match for Jing Si, unless he used the Divine Body; no one could contend with Jing Si at his current state.

But interestingly, Jing Si was now lucid.

A mad Jing Si wasn’t frightening, nor was a lucid Jing Si.

Only a lucid Jing Si, with Jing Liu by his side, was truly terrifying.

But Bai Wu’s alteration of the prophecy had also resulted in Jing Liu "dying" prematurely.

So in the revelation, it was supposed to be Jing Yi and Jing Si engaging in a fierce showdown.

Jing Yi would drive the "Divine" body to battle with Jing Si.

But in reality, Jing Yi didn’t need to fight; he only needed to persuade Jing Si.

Between him and Jing Si, there was an insurmountable gap in combat strength.

And to him, Jing Si also had an insurmountable... gap in strategical wisdom.

With just a few words, Jing Yi constructed a dilemma of "Jing Liu and Bai Wu cannot coexist."

At the same time, he also presented a choice of "Only by temporarily cooperating with God can you save Jing Liu."

"Are you so certain... that Bai Wu and the others will die?" Jing Si asked.

Jing Yi shrugged:

"The Divine body lacks a soul, so its power can’t be fully unleashed, but it definitely has the ability to battle with you. There’s no suspense about this issue; humans must die."

"Of course, dear brother, humans won’t be wiped out. We’ve specifically left a city to pamper and nourish them. So you don’t need to feel any burden."

"At worst... after you save Jing Liu, you can immediately kill God. Who knows, one day you might become the new God, and I will even build you a church, leading a group of children to sing in front of your statue."

Jing Yi spread his arms:

"Make your choice, for the sake of your little sister, what does it matter if a few humans, who can’t possibly shake God, die?"

"They are too weak; their death is insignificant, keeping them won’t make you think they can be any help in your battle against God, will they?"

"The clash of two ferocious tigers is not something ants can influence."

Jing Yi’s words seemed reasoned at every turn.

Jing Si nearly killed Bai Wu and always harbored a grudge for what Bai Wu did to Jing Liu.

But in Bai Wu, Jing Si also saw the shadow of an old dear friend.

So Jing Si was struggling.

Jing Yi was in no hurry; he knew all too well the importance of Jing Liu to Jing Si.

Jing Si was also unlikely to break free from the shackles of his thinking.

All that remained was to wait for the good news from High Tower and wait for the arrival of the great Twisted Master upon the world.

That’s what he thought. Inside the camp of humanity, there couldn’t possibly be a being stronger than the "Divine Body."

Jing Si thought the same; he even began to deceive himself—perhaps Bai Wu was already dead; perhaps those who resisted the Twist were already dead.

Even if he did nothing, it wouldn’t matter.

But just as they were preparing to continue the stalemate, Jing Si suddenly lifted his head.

"Impossible... this aura..."

Jing Yi, who had always been as calm as Bai Yuan, with everything seemingly under control, started to panic.

Jing Si looked surprised towards the distance, then turned to look at Jing Yi.

Jing Yi realized:

"It’s not aura... No powerful creature’s aura can traverse tens of thousands of miles from outside the Mist to inside. This scorching sensation... comes from the Well!"

"The Well is telling me... a tremendously powerful entity has suddenly come into being."

The Well, is it a living thing?

Even though he had soaked in the Well Water, Jing Si was extremely unfamiliar with the Well.

And Jing Yi’s statement only added to Jing Si’s confusion.

"What kind of monster could make the Well feel alarmed?"

Jing Yi also wanted to know the answer to this question.

Like Jing Liu, he was a wielder of the Causal System power.

It’s just that their ways of using it were different.

Nevertheless, Jing Yi had thoroughly calculated the causality of this war.

But the sudden emergence of this force, this sense of crisis from within his soul, made Jing Yi feel somewhat fearful.

This was a power beyond causality, a force his Power of Causality could not peek into.

The abrupt and potent aura of a certain creature threw Jing Yi’s entire plan into disarray.

He thought that by restraining Jing Si, the Divine Body could massacre on all fronts, unobstructed.

But now... everything had changed.

...

...

Outside the Mist, in the unknown lands.

White Deer carried the young girl, while the monk led the White Deer.

A monk, a deer, and a young girl walked in peace for a long time, each step traversing vast spaces.

They walked through the ruins of a human city, and the girl, looking at all this, was reminded of Baichuan City.

She had come to Baichuan City from a mountain village, and at that time, Baichuan was very similar to the city now, only the buildings here... were imbued with a sense of decay.

Later on, she entered the Ninth Psychiatric Hospital and never saw these buildings again.

The girl was none other than Hong Yin, and the monk was Jing Er.

As the guardian of the Well, Jing Er had sensed a burning presence not long before.

"The Well... is afraid."

"Is the Well a living thing?" Hong Yin found it strange. Shouldn’t the Well be a place?

"The twist lies in the fact that there are no boundaries, not in space, time, life and death, or causality. So, the Well can be either dead or alive."

Jing Er provided the answer to Hong Yin, his expression serious.

Hong Yin asked:

"Why is it afraid? What is it frightened of?"

Jing Er shook his head:

"I don’t know, but I am certain that a monster that is not within the causal system... is about to appear."

...

...

Black Gold Island.

In the forging chamber deep beneath the sea, the Array was in operation.

Jing Wu could do nothing now, having been severely injured not long ago by Bai Wu, Li You, and Wu Jiu working together.

For a lengthy period, he should have been in fear, with Bai Wu gradually becoming his demon.

But suddenly, his body seemed to sense something, and a burning sensation like the sun spread throughout the depths of his soul.

"The Well... is scared?"

Jing Wu, who had no physical form and was like a patch of black mist, found it unbelievable.

For the first time in seven hundred years, he sensed the Well’s presence, as though a living creature was in fear of something and then persistently summoning its followers.

Jing Wu, now just a swirl of black mist without limbs, suddenly had the urge to laugh.

A powerful existence that humanity could not possibly overcome must have emerged.

He didn’t think about what this presence could actually be, because right now, in his mind, it wouldn’t surprise him if Bai Wu could do anything.

The reason he laughed was because of this powerful existence that made the Well afraid.

If there was such a barrier, then he couldn’t destroy the High Tower, and neither could Jing Yi.

The heart of a loser is such that, once completely defeated, he wishes for other challengers to fail as well.

In this way, his own failure seems not so pitiful or laughable.

...

...

Outside the Evil Fallen City.

Jing Yu operated the huge "Divine Body," looming under the endless cover of dark mist, like a tide that was about to sweep everything away...

Leading a vast army of the Evil Fallen, he began to head towards the final battleground.

The High Tower was already visible in the distance, and by destroying it, a new era would dawn upon the world.

It’s just that during this process, in the sky, outside the black mist, that giant hand... suddenly began to roar.

All the mouths on the arm let out sharp screeching sounds.

Jing Yu was puzzled.

"The Divine Body, now reduced to only the instinct to devour life, can already be controlled by me..."

"Without my command, how could it possibly speak?"

A body without consciousness, without a soul, without thought, naturally cannot speak.

But Jing Yu overlooked something—

Cries of pain from being stabbed with a needle, the desire to eat because of hunger, the fear because of terror...

All are instincts of a living being.

Jing Yu could not understand this phenomenon.

The High Tower was right before him, the final war was about to come, and he didn’t take this minor situation to heart.

"Under the Divine Body, Equality of All Beings."

The great Twisted Master was about to descend today, and he would witness the arrival of this moment.