A World Worth Protecting

Although Wang Baole is not very clear about what happened in Appetite City after he left, and the punishment of Appetite Lord, all this can be guessed and judged.

After all, the twisted group that contains the voice of all living beings transformed by the main body of the Lord of Listening Desire represents the will of the guardian, and it is the city of Appetite that follows the guardian's reward.

And the way of the appetite master is both a hindrance and a provocation. While helping Wang Baole, he will definitely face punishment from the guardian and pay a price.

This price cannot be small, otherwise, the appetite master will not make a decision at the final juncture and give Wang Baole the answer.

"Perhaps, he once chose to bow his head because... he couldn't see hope." Wang Baole's heart is complicated, because he has a basic understanding of this world during the time he came here.

In the first world, the powers that turned into batteries are obviously people who have never surrendered, so their state is extremely miserable, and they will be constantly absorbed forever, and it is difficult to escape the sea of ​​suffering.

People like the appetite master and the listening appetite master obviously chose to obey, so they can have their current status, but the same... obedience has to pay a price.

The price is the loss of freedom, and maybe there are others.

Wang Baole, who was galloping between the heavens and the earth, thought at this moment, he thought of the huge bronze cauldron of the Lord of Appetite. At that time, the other party said that its body...is in the cauldron.

"Perhaps, this is also one of the costs." Wang Baole sighed lightly, because he understood that his appearance was like a ray of hope for the appetite master.

It was this dawn that made the great power who had chosen to bow his head and turned into an appetite master willingly to fight once to gamble on the future.

"The Lord of Listening Desire obviously doesn't think like this. There are several other Desires who don’t know the true thoughts in their hearts..." Wang Baole was silent, and his speed became faster and faster. Until three days later, he flew through the jungle and walked through the mountains. At noon in the four days, a desert appeared in Wang Baole's eyes from far away.

This desert seemed to be no different from when he left. It is still desolate, still barren, and still shows no signs of life.

Even if it was Wang Baole, as an independent individual separated from the body, he could not feel the slightest trace of the body's existence in this area.

He is all like this, it is conceivable that with other people, it is impossible to detect the abnormality here, and there is no way to know that under this desert, there is a **** who is almost the same as the Desire.

"The body is as timid as a mouse. If he talks about the kung fu of hiding, if he claims to be second, no one dares to say first." Wang Baole muttered, just about to fly into the desert, but in the next moment, he suddenly stopped on the edge of the desert. Come down.

A deep light flashed in his eyes, and Wang Baole was a little pondered. He first looked back at the direction of Appetite City in the distance, and then looked at the location of the main body in the desert, where he remembered, and was silent for a long while.

"Although I haven't completed the arrangement and plan of the ontology yet... I can't help but think about it. The ontology temporarily changes its mind and no longer needs to go out alone, but integrates me into it."

"And in this case, my promise to the Lord of Appetite, whether the body can recognize it or not is unknown." Wang Baole shook his head, took a few steps back, sat cross-legged outside the desert, raised his right hand and pointed his eyebrows, and his body shook suddenly. , A nightmare of desire, spread out from his body, and after wrapping around, Wang Baole pinched his hands with both hands and slammed together.

"Condensation!"

As his words spread, in an instant, dozens of nightmares of desire suddenly gathered from all directions and merged together. As the black mist squirmed, they gradually turned into a piece exactly the same as Wang Baole. Figure.

This figure is entirely composed of Nightmare of Desire. The difference from Wang Baole is that its eyes are crimson, as if suppressing madness, it walks towards Wang Baole step by step, and finally bows in front of him.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand with a lightly finger, and pressed it against the eyebrows of Desire Nightmare, his own will was scattered by 30%, and merged into it, making this desire nightmare, the red light in his eyes dissipated, and the Qingming , Turned around and ran straight to the desert.

Staring at the distant figure of the nightmare of desire he gathered, Wang Baole, who was sitting here cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, motionless.

But outside his body, a faint whirlpool appeared at this moment. This is the power of the law of appetite, but Wang Baole is here, not harmed.

In this way, Wang Baole, who has one mind and two purposes, while meditating here, while manipulating his own nightmare of desire, galloping in this desert, slowly approaching the place where the body is in his memory.

Until four more hours passed, in the central area of ​​the desert, Wang Baole’s Nightmare of Desire figure paused, searching around, and finally stomped his feet, and his body instantly turned into a large amount of black mist, penetrated into the sand on the ground, and turned into Countless mists, along the sand, do not spread to the ground.

The speed of this spread is very fast, that is, more than ten breathing time, in the depths of the earth, in a cave that has been dug out, here is a figure sitting cross-legged.

This figure didn't let out the slightest aura, but when he was sitting here, anyone who saw it would roar in his heart, with a sense of being suppressed, just like facing a god.

It is... the body of Wang Baole.

At this moment, in front of this figure, the mist spread out from the surrounding soil and gathered together quickly, forming the nightmare of Wang Baole's desire. Wang Baole's body, who was sitting there cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

With the opening of both eyes, two lightning-like gazes, with a thud, were directly enveloped on the nightmare of desire. The pressure from the gaze made this nightmare of desire without the slightest resistance. In an instant, Wang Baole's body could be seen clearly and thoroughly.

"Sure enough, it is a clone with independent thoughts. I have learned not to come in person during the time I went out." Wang Baole smiled on his body.

"Let's talk, what's the matter when you come back."

Wang Baole spoke faintly, and his gaze retracted, which relieved the coercion of the nightmare of desire. At this moment, he stepped back and stared at the main body in a complicated and vigilant manner.

"I have become a glutton in Appetite City and turned into a part of the law of appetite..." As soon as the words of Nightmare of Desire were spoken here, his complexion suddenly changed and his body was about to retreat, but it was still too late.

The moment Wang Baole heard the first sentence, he suddenly raised his head, raised his right hand and scratched it slightly. Suddenly, the nightmare of desire collapsed, and when a large amount of fog dispersed, the will of Wang Baole's avatar was lost. The body grabbed it and pressed it against the center of the eyebrows.

Not to absorb, but to sense.

In the next instant, everything that Wang Baole encountered from leaving the clone to this moment was completely controlled by Wang Baole's body.

After a while, Wang Baole showed a strange light in his eyes, looking at the will of the clone in his hand.

"Do you want freedom?"