This time, there is no need to even look back. Conan naturally knows the "truth" and becomes more silent! 158. The End of Everything and the Beginning of Everything After being resurrected once again, Haibara Ai looked even calmer! "God is with me. That's encouraging, but it would be better if you weren't the evil god of disaster, because your divinity is obviously more interested in murdering me than committing suicide..." But no matter what, Conan and Haibara Ai’s journey to kill gods begins! The war of killing gods, in which humans put all their chips on the line but ultimately lost everything, has come to an end. However, due to the madness of the gods, there are signs of a resurgence. What the final outcome will be is still unknown, but this is destined to be a long and time-consuming journey. Haibara Ai continued to research, experiment, and look for all possibilities. At the same time, she also continued to die. Later, Haibara Ai could not bear the fatigue of doing sit-ups repeatedly in the underworld and the world of the living, so she gave Conan the experimental ideas and let him design the experiments to verify the ideas and collect data. She continued to die quietly and wait for Conan to resurrect her after he was done. The unit of time has completely lost its meaning to both Conan and Haibara Ai! Conan himself is immortal, but Haibara Ai died for ten days or half a month before getting up and moving for a short while and then continuing to die. When Conan still remained rational, there was no doubt about his clarity of mind, and there was no doubt about the sharpness of Haibara Ai's mind. With the strong combination of the two, after a long time and exhausting all ideas, they finally found the answer.
Huihara Ai said calmly: "Conan, after this long research and your own repeated experiments, we are very sure of one thing, on this eternal stage, you are special, no "person" can really kill you, not even Gin, who carries the hope of all mankind, can't engrave the ending of "death" for you, because from the beginning, you are standing at the center of the stage, illuminated by layers of stage lights, and bound by the God of Detective..." The answer is hopeless, but Conan and Haibara Ai standing here have long been accustomed to the so-called despair. Conan continued what Huiyuan Ai said and whispered: "Since on this stage, "humans" cannot write the ending of God, then we must look for possibilities other than humans, such as another god..." Huihara Ai continued, "That's right. No matter how incredible it is, this is the only possibility before us. We need to create another god, and this god should have an existence that is equal to but opposite to the God of Detectives. He is not under the stage lights, but lurking in the darkness of the stage, in the name of sin, to exist to kill detectives. To create this god of sin, the technology and rituals are easy, but..." At this point, Huihara Ai paused, as if she didn't know how to continue, but Conan had already taken over her words: "It can only be done by me. The God of Sin will be born from the sin and darkness of the God of Detectives, because the one who can kill Conan is only Conan, and the one who can kill Kudo Shinichi can also be Kudo Shinichi. And this is the only way for me and mankind to be freed!" Huiyuan Ai was silent for a long time. Before the aura of disaster struck again, she lowered her eyes and said lightly: "This road is difficult to walk, but it is the only hope, Conan, just go for it. According to human tradition, I wish you...no return!" After saying this, Haibara Ai died again in a murder case dominated by the Disaster Halo. Conan stared at Haibara Ai's body without saying a word, and turned away. Conan already had a vague idea of how to create that god of evil. Trekking in the deserted wilderness, Conan closed his eyes slightly, fell into "memories", and then whispered: "Before you reach your final liberation, please allow me to disturb you for a moment..." Along with the memories, darkness spread, and billions of dead souls returned from nothingness. The Saint of Slaughter, wearing a black windbreaker, long silver hair, and a skeleton body, walked in the darkness with the roar of all living beings on his back, and walked towards Conan step by step. Conan did not resurrect Gin, but only resurrected the most amazing and powerful shot in his life, as well as the will of all mankind carried in that shot. How do we determine what constitutes sin? For Conan, the answer is simple. Only through trial can one be convicted! Therefore, Conan revived the will of all mankind in order to create an extremely grand judgment! In this trial, "man" cannot kill God, but can create God!
This is an unprecedented grand ceremony. The God of Sin will be born in the final judgment of all mankind. "Read my sins, confess my evil deeds, and then judge me, so that my sins and evils can be revealed and last forever, thereby tearing apart the unshakable throne of God..." Conan shouted! Countless souls approached Conan along with the steps of the Saint of Slaughter. The first ghost to touch Conan's body confessed all the sins that belonged to Conan. He was just an ordinary man, going to work and taking care of his family. Then, without knowing when, his life started to get worse. His boss's expression became more and more ferocious, and he scolded him more and more often. His wife became more and more picky and nagging, and his children became more and more naughty and even stubborn. Both the workplace and family make him more and more troubled, and such troubles accumulate endlessly. One day, when he was at work, his boss pulled him into the office and scolded him alone. He seemed to have a last burst of light. It seemed like he had been called into the office by his boss to be scolded for the 160,000th time. Wasn't his boss tired? Then, he looked carefully and found that his boss's expression was actually already exhausted, and his eyes were gradually filled with madness accumulated over time. His scolding and abuse were just a way to vent. After get off work, he went home and saw his wife and children. He discovered that, like his boss, they looked tired and their eyes were gradually filled with madness. Then looking in the mirror, he found that his face was also full of fatigue and madness! Then, he suddenly realized something. The next day when he went to work, he picked up a knife and stabbed his boss. He originally wanted to stab his wife and children, but before he walked out of his boss's office, a voice was heard outside the door, "Oh my god, it seems like a murder has happened here!" The case was solved, and when he slit his throat with a knife, he felt only regret. He could only go first, while his wife and children had to stay in this hopeless world to suffer. The memories carried by this dead soul are the accusation of sin, and the regret that the dead soul cannot let go of until death is the judgment of evil karma. Conan opened his arms and accepted all the accusations and trials against him without reservation, while the ghost screamed sharply and turned into an invisible noose, which suddenly wrapped around Conan's neck and then tightened completely, suffocating him. The accusation and trial of one dead soul has ended, but behind it, billions of dead souls are roaring towards them! Accusations and trials, one after another, are played out endlessly. This ceremony will never end. As long as the God of Sin cannot be born, Conan will maintain this judgment ceremony forever. Conan's "human" mind gradually collapsed during this trial. Even though it recovered again due to some inexplicable factors, it soon collapsed again! The ceremony was not all smooth sailing, because when Conan was crazy, he would sometimes have wild thoughts and would instinctively want to give up and escape. But when he was awake, he would see that there was an audience outside the ceremony, silently watching him. Haibara Ai, who is resurrected again and again through his memories and longings, witnesses his progress. “Should I say that you keep your promise, or that you are too rigid? Forget it. Since I witnessed the end of the human race’s war of killing gods, let me also witness this war between gods to the end!” This also gives Conan the motivation to continue to stick to this ritual. Day after day, year after year, until after years that are even more distant than the chaos. In the endless ritual changes, changes also gradually occur. The sins transformed by the memories of all mankind and the evil karma transformed by emotions endlessly wash over Conan's mind. Conan feels that he has forgotten something, but he can't tell what exactly he has forgotten.
Then, Conan just turned his head to look instinctively! Not far away, there was a girl's body lying there. Conan couldn't remember who she was, but he just saw that there were a lot of words around the girl's body. He used small stones he picked up to carve words into the surrounding stone walls. "hold onto……" "You must hold on!" "Good news. During the ceremony, you have begun to fade away and forget. This proves that something in you that was originally eternal and unchangeable has undergone a profound change. This is a very good start!" "For the sake of humanity and myself, I must hold on. I will see it through to the end..." "I'm sorry, I overestimated myself. God's journey is too long. Even if I only come back when you are crazy, I still can't keep up with you after a long time. I am too tired..." "Don't think about me, let me rest in peace..." "I want to die……" "Why haven't you forgotten me yet? I'm tired and want to die..." “凸(艹皿艹), I told you to let me die!!!!!” "I want to die, I want to die, I want to die..." "..." "..." "..." "This is the last message I wrote when I was finally awake after a long mental breakdown. I am very sure that you are undoubtedly the God of Sin. I won't say any more. You will definitely succeed. Then, I will sleep..." Conan can no longer remember who that girl is! However, he would always subconsciously turn his head to look. He didn't know why he wanted to see it. And that didn't matter anymore. Gradually, he felt as if he was no longer a single person, but a collection of him, her, and it. He felt like he was an old man, and also a child, a man, and also a woman, with all kinds of completely different life experiences. He couldn't tell which one was the real him, but it didn't seem to matter. Because these people seem to be saying something in unison! He listened attentively, but heard those people, using all their strength, roaring hysterically... 【Kill Conan!!!】 Listening to the cries from everyone and feeling everything hidden in these cries, he gradually began to have a doubt. Who is Conan?
In confusion, he was thinking. Gradually, he knew everything, and realized that he was a being condensed by sins and evil karma! I also know what the purpose of my existence is! Gradually, the same roar echoed from his mouth. "kill!!!" At this moment, his will and his cry gradually turned into light, and then evolved into a blood-red rainbow that penetrated the sky and earth and covered everything. As the blood-red rainbow rose, he also rose and ascended. The god named sin was born at this moment. He became Him! And the moment He turned around, what came into His sight was a child lying on the ground. He does not possess the perfect intelligence of humans, but only a vast and majestic collective pan-spiritual will. However, He knows that the child is a detective, His true self, and the enemy He must kill! This is engraved in the root of its existence. But killing this detective is not that easy! To do this, He needs to plan a crime carefully! And now the first thing he had to do was to prepare the crime scene. The next moment, the blood light shone brightly, illuminating the world. The scenery ripples like water waves, and the human city scene returns again. One after another, humans walk hurriedly in the city. The place where the skinny child was lying turned into a bed, and not long after, the much younger Kudo Yukiko walked into the room and shouted: "Shinichi wake up!" It was at this moment that the child woke up. His eyes were clear and confused, as if he had forgotten everything. But he looked at Kudo Yukiko and asked subconsciously: "Who are you, who am I, where is this..." "Are you sleepy, or are you trying to collect information like a detective story? Well, you are Kudo Shinichi, and you will go to elementary school today. I am your mother, Kudo Yukiko. Okay, I have given you the basic information. Come down and eat quickly, otherwise you will miss the opportunity for Yusaku to tell you the story of the case." Kudo Shinichi hesitated, but he finally walked down and looked at Kudo Yusaku who was sitting at the dinner table. He seemed to remember something and suddenly burst into tears, which immediately made Kudo Yusaku flustered. "Dad, Mom, I'm fine. I just seemed to have had a very long... nightmare!" Mo Yu watched all this, it was still a repeat of the dream bubble of the first week, but it was already connected to the world of the second week! In the fast-forward time, Conan, who had all his memories erased in the trial ceremony and regained the name of Kudo Shinichi, seemed to have really restored his original body as Kudo Shinichi. He began to "grow up" gradually, and then, as before, he once again established the original fate and met Maori Ran, Dr. Agasa, Maori Kogoro and others. Then, Mo Yu looked up and saw the bloody murderous intent that penetrated the sky and the earth, continuing to infect everything, accumulating strength to kill Conan! Day after day, year after year! Gradually, a "God" was born in the bloody tide of murderous intent!
The pitch-black outline reveals the vast and endless sin. That is the true form necessary for the God of Sin to descend into the mortal world, and it is also the ultimate weapon created to kill Conan. But this ultimate weapon was not used. Because, the God from outer space has arrived at this moment! 159. God is thinking In this dreamlike bubble world of this first week, Mo Yu can even clearly observe from the perspective of a bystander how the great will of God tears through the barriers of the world and descends into the bubble of the world. And the ultimate little black body, which was brewing and forged in the murderous tide of heaven and earth, naturally ran towards the will of God and merged with it.