darknovel Chapter 24 He begged me to kill him, and I granted him a new life!
Chapter 24 He begged me to kill him, and I granted him a new life!
Golden light flowed from Lin Fan's fingertips.
It wasn't a blinding, intense light, but a gentle radiance, as if it contained the very essence of life, sacred and majestic.
The entire room fell silent.
Whether it was the tens of thousands of spectators in the stadium or the billions of netizens in front of their screens, everyone held their breath at that moment.
No one knew what Lin Fan was going to do.
But everyone's heart was pounding; a premonition that defied all reason gripped everyone's soul.
Gregory also saw the golden light.
Bathed in that light, his heart, filled with slaughter and brutality, miraculously calmed down.
The fear and despair in his eyes are fading.
Instead, there is a serene peace that is almost liberating.
Is this what death feels like?
He slowly closed his eyes, awaiting the final judgment.
"Don't rush to sleep, the real show has just begun."
Lin Fan's voice rang in his ears, calm and without a trace of emotion.
The next instant, a golden finger touched his brow.
There was no pain as expected.
There was no impact whatsoever.
A warm current, a warm current so comforting it made him want to cry, seeped in from between his eyebrows and instantly spread throughout his limbs and internal organs.
That was barren land, waiting for the first spring rain to nourish it.
That was a lone boat that had been adrift for a century, finally sailing back to the eternal harbor.
Gregory opened his eyes in astonishment.
He "saw" it.
With an unprecedented introspective perspective, he clearly "saw" the scene inside his own body.
Those blood vessels, cold and fragile from the damage caused by drugs, are being washed away by a golden warm current, becoming supple and strong again.
That heart, which had been working under excessive strain for a long time and had become partially fibrotic, is regaining its vitality. Each beat is steady and deep, like the tolling of a temple bell.
The nervous system, on the verge of collapse, was soothed and reconstructed by an extremely gentle force.
He could even feel the remnants of the "Rage" potion that had given him power but also brought him endless pain being rapidly broken down and neutralized by the golden warm current.
Like snow meeting the blazing sun, it quickly melts away, vanishes, and is expelled from the body.
The violent energy that had been lurking within him was rapidly dissipating.
Instead, it brought a sense of ease and clarity that I had never experienced before.
He seemed to have shed the heavy shackles he had carried for decades, and his whole being became lighter.
He lost that destructive power.
But he found "himself" again.
"This...this is..."
Gregory's lips trembled; he was completely unable to comprehend this miraculous change.
"Don't speak, just feel it carefully." Lin Fan's voice remained indifferent. "I cleaned out the toxins in your body and repaired a few parts that were about to break down."
"This is not 'power,' it's 'vitality.'"
"It's something you should have had."
Lin Fan's fingers left his brow and began to move rapidly up and down Gregory's chest and abdomen, his fingertips dancing in the air.
With each finger strike, a faint golden light entered his body.
The mysteries of the "Qing Nang Jing" and the true meaning of the Creation Golden Needle were transformed by Lin Fan into a creation myth at this moment.
This is not about saving lives.
This is "creating" a brand new life!
It is the most thorough optimization and reshaping of a living organism, from the cellular level to the genetic level!
"alright."
In just over ten seconds, Lin Fan withdrew his hand and stood up.
He looked down at Gregory on the ground, his gaze like that of an artist examining his newly completed work.
"Treatment complete. Congratulations, you are now a healthy person."
"Your heart disease, high blood pressure, cirrhosis, kidney failure, and all your hidden injuries are cured."
"Oh, right."
Lin Fan seemed to remember something and added.
"Given your strong will to die, I'll give you a free service to repair a function that atrophied due to medication overdose."
"You're welcome. I'm the kind of person who occasionally likes to help others achieve their goals."
After saying that, he clapped his hands, turned around and left.
When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.
"etc!"
Gregory leaped up from the ground!
His movements were no longer explosive and brute, but coordinated and fluid to the extreme, full of the beauty of life.
He looked down, staring blankly at his hands.
Feel the power within my body that is no longer violent, but steady, long, and full of boundless vitality.
He was completely stunned.
He could feel himself better than ever before.
It's not the false euphoria from taking drugs, but genuine health and vitality that comes from the very source of life.
He knew the young man wasn't lying.
He really... cured himself.
No, this is not just about treating illness.
He not only repaired his physical body, but also cleansed his soul, which had long been distorted by killing and drugs!
What a magnificent miracle this is!
What boundless mercy this is!
And yet, he himself had previously dared to wield a butcher's knife against such a "god" who walked among men?
Endless regret and guilt instantly transformed into a monstrous wave, completely engulfing his soul.
"thump!"
Under the watchful eyes of billions of people around the world.
This "butcher," who once struck fear into the hearts of countless people and was a killing machine who treated human life as worthless, suddenly collapsed to his knees and knelt heavily in front of Lin Fan's departing figure.
He pressed his forehead deeply against the edge of the cold, deep crater he had created.
They performed the oldest and most humble form of prostration.
"I... Grigory Ivanov... am guilty!"
His voice, transmitted clearly through the microphones on site, reached every corner of the world.
There was no longer any violence or madness in that voice, only endless repentance and piety.
"Thank you...sir, for giving me a new life!"
After saying this, he knelt down and did not rise, like the most humble believer offering his entire soul to his god.
Lin Fan's steps did not falter in the slightest.
He simply turned his back to the audience and casually waved his hand.
That languid voice echoed clearly in the quiet stadium.
"I've already said, I'm just a doctor."
"Saving lives and healing the wounded is my duty."
"As for the medical expenses... we'll just deduct them from the bankruptcy liquidation proceeds of your so-called 'War God Industries'."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared into the darkness of the contestants' passage.
Only one legend remains, one that sends shivers down the spines of the entire world.