Chaos Le Zilong's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 276 Soros's Departure

After a long silence, Soros finally spoke, but this one word almost completely shattered Ronnie's already cracked emotions.

"Ronnie, you know, no matter what you do, the outcome is already determined."

Hearing this, Ronnie clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't even notice the sharp nails piercing his palms.

Although he knew that Soros couldn't see it now, Ronnie still forced a smile and tried hard to stimulate his assimilation deep in his heart.

Ronnie should have been happy that his assimilation rate had slowed down, after all, he was no longer at risk of being assimilated by chaos. But at this moment, Ronnie just felt powerless.

At this moment, Soros raised his hand and gently stroked Ronnie's face. Based on his understanding of Ronnie, he knew that Ronnie must be holding on at the moment and even forced a smile on his face.

"I know you are not the Ronnie in my memory. I also know that I, and even the entire Disaster Clan, are fake. They were fabricated by others to achieve their goals."

As if he knew that he didn't have much time left, Soros was exceptionally calm at this moment. He spoke calmly, and Ronnie could even hear a hint of happy satisfaction in his voice.

Soros' words were ringing in his ears, but it was the calmness that made Ronnie so uncomfortable.

Ronnie raised his hand and held Soros's hand, and just listened quietly.

"The entire Disaster Family, including me, we shouldn't blame you for all this, and we have never blamed you for anything. Our presence is at least a part of your life."

Soros turned his head and, seeing Ronnie's stunned expression, gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"Promise me that all this, and everything that will happen in the future, will not affect you, okay? I don't want to see you assimilated by chaos. You will no longer be you."

Ronnie was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.

"Okay, I promise you."

Hearing Ronnie's promise, Soros also smiled.

"I believe in you. As long as we are still alive in your memory, it will be fine. Please don't let another disaster family suffer the same fate as us."

After saying that, Soros gently patted the back of Ronnie's hand.

"I'm a little tired, I want to lie down for a while."

Hearing this, Ronnie gently helped Soros lie down and covered him with a blanket.

"You have a good rest, I won't disturb you."

Ronnie was about to turn around and leave when Soros stopped him.

"Ronnie, do you have any candy? I haven't had any in a while."

"Have."

Ronnie squatted beside Soros and took out from the system warehouse the candy he had given to Soros when he first met him. It was also Ronnie's favorite candy.

Soros opened his mouth and ate it, feeling the sour and sweet taste spreading in his mouth, and smiled sweetly.

"It's really good. It's still as sweet as the first time."

Soros's voice became quieter and quieter with emotion, and his body became more and more relaxed.

He remembered the first time he met Ronnie, the somewhat silly figure who stood in front of him. He remembered himself as a child who sold himself to Ronnie in order to keep his country going. He remembered Ronnie, the silly man who didn't care about anything, running around all day and leaving all government affairs to himself and Salman. He also remembered the scene when Ronnie handed him candy for the first time.

Even though everything was wrong, the candy in my mouth was still as sweet as before, as if nothing had changed...

As Soros was recalling his past memories, his life was gradually counting down. Ronnie, who was standing beside him, could clearly feel that Soros' life was gradually slipping away even though he could not use any power, but he could do nothing.

At the end of Soros's recollection, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

I'm so tired. It's finally over. I hope that the other me can take good care of Ronnie and take good care of this partner who makes me worry.

Come to think of it... I still feel a little regretful that I didn't take one last look at Ronnie. I'm still a little envious of the other me.

When Soros' breath completely disappeared, Ronnie stepped forward tremblingly, lowered his head and touched his forehead with his. This was their favorite action to express their love for each other.

After doing all this, Ronnie thought he would just turn around and leave, and would be extremely angry and want to settle the score with Yuanyan.

But that was not the case. Ronnie just stood there blankly, looking at Soros who was lying on the bed with his last peaceful smile.

"He just fell asleep."

“He is not dead yet.”

“He has not yet…”

Ronnie kept talking to himself, trying to comfort himself, but every time, a voice deep in his soul would cruelly tear it all apart, presenting the naked, cruelest reality before Ronnie.

Listening carefully, the voice was Ronnie's own.

Ronnie knew that it was his own hallucination. He was filled with guilt and self-blame at that time, and questioned himself, asking himself why he was not stronger. In this way, nothing would have happened. If he was already the top of the world, the strongest one, he could have killed Yuanyan when he first saw him.

In an invisible place, Ronnie's assimilation degree broke away from the world suppression created by the Abyss Eye, and the number was close to 50%.

In terms of performance, Ronnie's body kept collapsing and turning gray. This gray was not just some kind of substance like before, but something more abstract and conceptual, as if everything in the world, everything, tangible objects, substances and intangible concepts were all mixed into everything.

If we use an accurate word to describe this grayish white, there is only one word, that is "chaos".

Just as the assimilation degree increased, the emotions that Ronnie had guarded layer by layer were completely shattered, merging together with absolute rationality and chaotic madness.

When there was no longer any trace of color representing emotion, Ronnie's mind was left with only absolute rationality and chaotic madness blended together, and that color was just like Ronnie now, grayish white.

Just as Ronnie's black scales, which were as deep as the starry sky with bits of flowing light, were completely replaced by gray and white, just like his heart, the original sad expression on Ronnie's face disappeared, replaced by a scene without any ripples, as dead silent as a deep pool of stagnant water.

Ronnie turned and left with a blank expression.

When he walked out of this warm wooden house, he found that the shield that was supposed to protect the disaster clan from madness had already been broken. Countless whispers echoed in everyone's ears, which also meant that the carefree Galar had also left.

But even though he knew that Gal had left, Ronnie's expression remained the same. He ignored the gray fog that was emerging around him, which could transform people into monsters even if they just touched it, and walked towards the direction where the battle was coming from in the distance.

Over there, Sett, bathed in dazzling blue lightning, and Harvey, wrapped in gray-green death energy, were fighting with the monster that rushed out of the gray fog.