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Chapter 308 - 119: Redemption Across Time! Are You Afraid of God? No, I’m Afraid of You. _9

Chapter 308: Chapter 119: Redemption Across Time! Are You Afraid of God? No, I’m Afraid of You. _9

Suddenly, Nightingale charged towards the golden bronze statue tower!

After a collision that caused the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble,

Just at the moment the statue tower was destroyed!

"Hummm!!!"

An overwhelming strength rippled out from around Elizabeth!

The fierce wind rose!

Her soft short hair was also wildly blown and danced by the fierce wind,

Turning white as snow in an instant.

And then quickly returning to its profound black.

Around her, countless time-space rifts were continuously opened.

And like a pilgrimage, they poured into her body without cease.

In that instant, Elizabeth saw a myriad of different parallel spatial planes, as if she understood everything.

She stood there, stunned.

After a long time, when all the strength had been absorbed,

She finally took a slow look at Booker.

Her pupils quivered lightly, her eyes carrying a mix of astonishment, amazement, anger, sadness, and various other complex emotions intertwined.

After a long silence,

She suddenly asked a meaningful question.

Her tone was no longer as lively and innocent as when they first met.

Instead, it was tinged with a hint of hoarseness and coldness.

She spoke in a hushed voice,

"Booker, are you afraid of God?"

"No, I’m afraid of you."

And just as Booker finished his reply,

She suddenly waved her hand, and the scene in front of them changed instantly!

After completely releasing the sealed strength, she seemed to have acquired the kind of power that the older Elizabeth possessed, able to control everything.

She could easily Rupture the seams of parallel worlds.

At this moment, the two appeared on...

A small wooden boat.

What came into view was a terrible storm with pouring rain.

In the midst of the torrential downpour, two middle-aged men and women, dressed in yellow raincoats, were rowing a small boat on the tumultuous sea.

The surging sea and the small boat like a lone leaf created a striking contrast, giving one the sense that compared to the force of nature, humanity is far too insignificant.

Fortunately, not far ahead, there was a Lighthouse emitting a soft light, guiding and signaling the passing boats.

It also signified the direction forward for the player, implying that they may have to climb this tall tower shortly.

"Wait... Where is this?" Booker was not the only one surprised.

Even Dai in the live broadcast room was trembling with emotion.

Although they still didn’t know what was about to happen, a vague and blurry sense of fate rushed over them, making him unable to help exclaiming.

"Shoot! I remember this place! Isn’t this the scene from the beginning of the game??!!"

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I originally intended to finish this Chapter in one go.

But the content of this game is indeed too much, and the plot is actually very brain-burning.

I have tried to be as concise as possible in this Chapter, removing a lot of the battle scenes and content that’s not so important.

Yet, the length still exceeded my expectations.

If I forced it all into one Chapter, it would be too long, and I might also feel a bit rushed while writing it.

So the final answer will still be left for the next Chapter to conclude.

This Chapter is a three-in-one, but since it doesn’t have an end yet and is hanging in an awkward place, I don’t feel right counting it as owed, so I’ll just update as normal; I still owe you all one Chapter.

I’m going to sleep now, and when I get up tomorrow, I will polish the next Chapter well, striving to write a good ending to this game, and make it understandable for readers who haven’t played it.

Those who know the plot, please don’t spoil it. All the preparations in this narrative-type game are for the reveal at the end; if it’s spoiled in advance, the effect will be difficult to achieve.

If I see spoiler comments, I will delete them, sorry.