Chapter 1050 Nothing matters anymore
When Tong Gu opened his eyes again, he was already on the sea.
The sea water was dark and deep, and what made Tong Gu even more nervous was that he looked around and there was no wave on the sea.
There was no sea breeze, no waves.
This sea was "dead", and there was no "life" at all.
Tong Gu stepped on the air, and the next moment, his whole body emitted a golden light, turning into a golden sphere, and then instantly broke through the air.
The vast land was also uninhabited. The iconic cross-sea bridge in Binhai City had rusted, and the bridge was full of abandoned cars.
The world seemed to have been completely stopped at a certain moment. Tong Gu noticed that there were still bones in those cars.
Tong Gu walked across the cross-sea bridge and came to the city. The wildness of nature seemed to have once again defeated the modern city of steel jungle.
All the tall buildings that could be seen were covered with moss and creepers.
Tong Gu watched all this quietly, as if this was not the world he was familiar with. Even the heart that should have been beating violently no longer beat frequently because it had long surpassed the limitations of humans.
Click.
Click.
The only sound in this world sounded from somewhere.
Tong Gu turned and looked at that location.
He also lost his omnipotent [observation] ability in this world, because this was the place where he was born. In this world, he no longer had the high-dimensional characteristics of overlooking everything.
He heard that voice only because his existence at this moment was powerful enough and incredible enough.
Buzz!
The space was torn apart in an instant, and Tong Gu stepped into it. When he walked out again, he had arrived at the mountain city shrouded in clouds and mist.
In a valley full of orange-yellow fallen leaves, a wooden house sat lonely by the river.
The sound of keyboard tapping continued to sound.
Tong Gu's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he walked towards the hut step by step.
He did not hide his footsteps, nor did he cover up his breath, but the [God of Gods] in the hut seemed to be unable to sense Tong Gu's existence and allowed Tong Gu to appear outside the door of the hut.
Tong Gu still did not feel any manipulated power. He did not encounter the so-called [God Hidden], nor did he lose his freedom or power.
He even only needed a thought at this moment to bury this small house in the turbulence of the dimension.
"But you won't do that, right?"
A hoarse and old voice sounded, and Tong Gu was startled, and his pupils shrank violently.
The next moment, the wooden door was blown open by a gust of wind.
The white curtains fluttered violently as the wind rolled in.
This wooden house is very small, and you can see the head at a glance.
In the bedroom, a bald old man with some white hair was slowly tapping the keyboard.
On the screen that had already appeared dots, a black input panel was composing the last story.
Since that [Dragon Ball World], Tong Gu has vaguely regarded this [God Above God] [The Man Behind the Scenes] as an imaginary enemy, but he never thought that he would see such a scene in the end.
Squeak.
The wooden door has not been painted and has begun to make an unpleasant sound.
Tong Gu wiped the door casually, and the wooden door was brand new.
The old man turned his back to Tong Gu, still typing slowly and firmly on the keyboard, he wanted to write the final ending for his story.
Tong Gu came behind the other person, he could already smell the decayed smell on the other person.
This guy, maybe he should have died long ago.
Tong Gu put one hand on the other person's shoulder, at this time, only one thought was needed to break the body of this [God of Gods], if the other person had not written other endings in advance.
"Is this the ending you prepared for yourself?"
Tong Gu saw the text on the screen with just one glance.
His hand seemed to be frozen.
The old man also slowly turned the chair and turned around, his eyes empty.
"Yes, do you like this ending?"
Tong Gu looked at the two holes on the old man's face and slowly closed his eyes.
Thump, thump...
The heartbeat sound appeared again.
[With the ambition to open up a completely free world and the determination to make everyone happy, the benevolent king Tong Gu finally killed the writer in the promised land of everything]
[END]
This is the ending written by the eyeless old man on the screen, which seems to reflect what Tong Gu himself wanted to do.
"Everything about you, your thoughts, your ideas... are all given to you by me."
"Even your absurd and contradictory psychology at this moment is also given to you by me..."
The old man got up from the chair, and Tong Gu took two steps back to give him space.
The old man still chattered as if trying to irritate Tong Gu.
"Naturally, the changes you think you have made, the resistance you have made, the heavens and the worlds you have summoned, the anime characters who raised their right hands for you..."
"Everything is in my pen."
The old man raised his head. He was hunched over, his muscles had long been dry, and he had to raise his head to look at Tong Gu, even though his eyes had long disappeared.
He opened his two hands, his skin was already dull, life had left his body.
He held his hands empty, as if holding up Tong Gu's fate, not only Tong Gu's, but also Qingquan Shixin's, and the fate of countless people in this world and the heavens and the worlds, all in his hands.
The so-called [Destiny Sky] is just the embodiment of his will.
A ray of tyranny suddenly rose in Tong Gu's heart.
A dark flame ignited from behind Tong Gu, and the space began to distort with the beating of the end fire.
The old man turned a blind eye to this crisis and continued to talk about his greatness.
"Tong Gu, I made you the protagonist of the world, didn't I?"
"It's not that you won Qingquan Shixin, it's not that you did something special, but that I chose you, I created you..."
The other party's words were like the most vicious curse in the world, destroying Tong Gu's free will as an independent individual and all the glory and good qualities born from it.
He was depriving Tong Gu of all his past and meaning.
Buzz!
A dark flame appeared in Tong Gu's palm, and Tong Gu lowered his eyelids and looked at the so-called [Creator] indifferently.
"Then why don't you use your pen to give yourself a better ending?"
He spoke indifferently, with a tone so cold that even Tong Gu himself felt unfamiliar.
The old man seemed to finally feel the coldness of the End Fire, put down his hands, and his expression slowly subsided.
Finally, he groped his way back to his seat and sat down, and was about to type on the keyboard again.
"Because, it's meaningless."
"Everything is meaningless to me now."