# 761
Chapter 762: Eternal NPC
The surrounding game world, constantly being destroyed and recreated, suddenly froze.
Yuzuri Takishiro held Yuzuri Kurotetsu's gradually cooling body, watching with his own eyes as the blood bar above his head depleted to zero, and his name dimmed...
He stood frozen in place.
"Father..." He held Yuzuri Kurotetsu's corpse, murmuring to himself.
He didn't know what it felt like to lose someone. He only knew that right now, his heart felt hollow, suffocating, miserable.
This was the first time he had witnessed the death of a life with his own eyes.
And this extinguished life... was his father.
He gazed at the unfamiliar, aged face in his arms. For some reason, the memory of his first meeting with that spirited middle-aged man resurfaced in his mind.
He wore a flashy sequined suit, a withered rose tucked at his waist, and walked up to him with a smile.
"Hello, I'm Japan's number one host, Kyosuke."
He said that being a host was a profession that helped people solve their troubles, and he had done just that.
During this time, Yuzuri Takishiro had truly been very happy—happier than ever before.
He had seen countless amazing games, met someone who could play alongside him, tasted the delicious curry pork cutlet rice he made, stayed up all night together to clear countless levels...
Throughout this period, Yuzuri Takishiro had actually noticed that Kyosuke couldn't play games at all and hadn't played many games either. Gaming wasn't his passion...
But for Yuzuri Takishiro, he would secretly search online for other people's gameplay commentary, then the next day, he would eloquently recite it all to Yuzuri Takishiro, looking incomparably proud.
Perhaps as An Qingyu had said,
He was special to Yuzuri Takishiro.
Therefore, he had no reason to doubt that Yuzuri Kurotetsu... was his father.
"Father..." Yuzuri Takishiro spoke softly, "Please... stay by my side... forever."
The constantly emerging and vanishing game worlds around him suddenly reversed, covering the corpse of Yuzuri Kurotetsu in his arms. Countless data and panels popped up from the void, preserving this man's form forever, eternally定格 in every game world of Yuzuri Takishiro.
Martial arts games, sci-fi games, magic games, pixel games...
In 3,291 game worlds, the image of a tall, dignified middle-aged man appeared simultaneously. He wore a flashy sequined suit, a blooming red rose tucked at his waist, his hair meticulously combed. He stood in the center of every game world, smiling as he gazed ahead.
Above his head, suspended in the void,静静地悬浮着一块面板静静地悬浮着一块面板:
"Japan's Number One Host—Kyosuke;
The World's Greatest Father—Yuzuri Kurotetsu."
In his reality, Yuzuri Kurotetsu had died.
But in the game, Yuzuri Kurotetsu remained,永远地留在了柚梨泷白的身边 forever as an NPC形象.
This was the only thing Yuzuri Takishiro could do.
Yuzuri Takishiro took a deep breath. The brilliant cross-shaped stars in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the game worlds around him faded away. Finally, he stood once more on the street.
In the漆黑的夜空 (pitch-black night sky), lightning flashed repeatedly, and thunderous roars echoed from the distance. The city center had been completely reduced to ruins.
Distant flames illuminated Yuzuri Takishiro's profile. He turned his head slightly and looked toward the direction where the explosions came from.
Under the night sky, a enormous deep-blue beast was rampaging through the city!
"Gods... 【Pure Land】... Oracle Envoys..." Yuzuri Takishiro gazed in that direction. In his cross-shaped eyes, a murderous intent emerged,
"You all... deserve to die!!"
...
Under the pitch-black night sky, a ferocious deep-blue beast descended from the clouds and crashed to the ground.
BOOM——!!!
The entire Tokyo shook violently. billowing smoke billowed from where the beast had landed, engulfing the entire city center in dust.
Dispersing lightning crackled through the air. Lin Qiye, wearing a black windbreaker, stood in the ruined city, frowning as he gazed at the deep-blue beast that was rising not far away, howling toward the heavens.
"Qiye." Shen Qingzhu approached with the ghost-form Jiang Er, his expression grave as he stared at the beast, "How do we handle this thing?"
Lin Qiye opened his mouth, about to speak, when the Thunder Beast raised its head and sniffed the air, as if searching for something.
Then it suddenly turned its head, staring intently in a certain direction. Its form shot forward like lightning, smashing through大片宏伟建筑 (vast stretches of magnificent buildings), and rushed toward that location.
In that direction, not far away, Baili Pangpang's expression changed.
"Dammit, it's really coming this way!" Baili Pangpang's lips twitched. Without hesitation, he grabbed the berserk Cao Yuan beside him. Black and white qi beneath his feet transformed into a massive Taiji八卦图 (Eight Trigrams diagram) that unfurled, and his身形瞬间消失在了原地 (form vanished on the spot).
The Thunder Beast, carrying endless lightning, instantly crashed from Tokyo's city center to the western edge. Countless buildings and houses were pierced through and collapsed with thunderous roars.
The Thunder Beast stopped, raised its head and sniffed the air. Discovering that Baili Pangpang wasn't dead, fury再次浮现在眼眸中 (reappeared in its eyes).
It turned around. Its狰狞的巨嘴缓缓张开 (ferocious giant mouth slowly opened), and endless thunder poured from the void, converging before it, compressing, until forming a blood-red orb of thunder.
ROAR——!!!
The Thunder Beast let out a howl. That blood-red thunder orb transformed into a blinding column of light, instantly sweeping across the surroundings.
The轰鸣的爆炸声回荡在夜空之下 (deafening explosions echoed under the night sky). In an instant, the pitch-black Shinjuku District turned into a sea of fire,一片狼藉 (a scene of utter devastation).
With just one roar, it destroyed half of Tokyo.
In the blazing inferno, the deep-blue beast stomped through the ruins. Lightning crackled around it, like a transcendent beast from the realm of gods, looking down upon the mortal world.
In the distance, beneath the Tokyo Tower.
Imprisoned in a cage of life force,狱灾 (Prison Calamity) witnessed this scene, and madness-colored delight appeared in his eyes.
"Do you see it?" 狱灾 opened his raspy mouth, producing an eerie, ear-piercing voice, "This is the power of gods! This kind of power is a height that we humans, pursuing our entire lives, can never reach...
This... is a divine miracle!"
Beside him, Lin Qiye's eyes calmly observed the invincible Thunder Beast in the distance. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
"Unable to reach even after a lifetime of pursuit?
You all... really are country bumpkins."
狱灾's brow immediately furrowed.
...
Black and white qi materialized. Baili Pangpang brought the berserk Cao Yuan, flickering into existence in another location.
"That scared the hell out of me..." Baili Pangpang looked back at the Shinjuku District now turned into a sea of fire, feeling somewhat relieved but also shaken, "Why is this thing so vengeful? It has no magnanimity at all..."
ROAR ROAR ROAR——!!
The Thunder Beast instantly locked onto Baili Pangpang's position again. A blinding bolt of lightning gathered before it, and a highly destructive energy波动扩散而来 (wave spread outward).