Apocalyptic Forecast

At the moment when Huai Shi laughed.

　　 The ivory tower, the old campus-in layers of blockade, under the brilliant matrix, a familiar figure slowly emerged, raising his eyes.

　　The old man with white hair and waist is wearing a black formal dress and handmade leather shoes, cufflinks and ties are meticulous.

　　 Russell!

　　 "It's too late to stop now, Woodman."

　　 Russell’s Phantom flicked the soot, staring at the opponents in front of him, smiling and mocking: "Otherwise, be careful not to have a place to bury—"

　　 "Does that fantasy want to fool me, Russell?"

　　 Woodman sneered and shook his head, piercing his disguise: "I'm not going to get you wrong wherever you are, playing with the empty city plan, you got it wrong!"

　　 As he said, he waved, and the silent King of Outer Dao stepped forward and punched!

　　 utterly and neatly annihilated the remaining phantom, and then, unreservedly bombarded the immediate earthquake, breaking the tree-like veins, countless books fell from the air, and the cover cracked.

　　 And Woodman, already stretched out his hand to hold the book that slowly fell from the air, his hands trembled with excitement, his eyes almost radiant.

　　 But soon, in his hands, that classic...but it began to shrink.

　　 The thickness is getting thinner rapidly.

　　 In the end, it became a broken book with cracks.

　　 Woodman's smile gradually stiffened.

　　 That was the spirit of the event that signed a contract with Russell...

　　-"Confessions"!

　　 At that moment, in Woodman's hands, the cover of the confession slowly opened, and what came out of it was the grief and anguish that had accumulated for seventy years.

　　 Enduring pain, irreparable mistakes, unbearable loss, unacceptable results.

　　 The emotion called ‘confession’.

　　-And, the terrifying light that almost destroys itself and the world with it!

　　 The old campus of Nuo University shivered violently in an instant.

　　The surging tide is boiling, the clouds in the sky are shattering, and everything is collapsing inward in the loud noise!

　　 The self-destruction mechanism set up seventy years ago ushered in the activation at this moment. As a result, the mass of origin was transformed into the light of destruction. Under the order of ‘confession’, everything screamed silently.

　　 Evaporate!

　　 The magnificent and gloomy old campus quickly shrank into a singularity of nothingness between the fingers!

　　 Whether it was Woodman's phantom or the elite of the Golden Dawn, all were swallowed in it and disappeared.

But then, that small singularity made a loud noise in an instant, and it expanded slowly and with difficulty, and was forcibly opened from the inside... A mutilated figure fell out of it, rolled over, and returned to the ground of the ivory tower. , Vomiting golden red blood.

　　 The solemn body that was carved like gold in the past is now full of cracks.

　　The King of Wai Dao!

　　 The strong man of the past has lost his legs, eyes, and even half of his body... and suffered heavy losses!

　　 "Are you surprised or surprised?"

　　 Russell laughed, ignoring the foolish gaze of the clerk in the fast food restaurant, grinning at the phantom in the window: "How does it feel to be smart, Woodman?"

　　 Woodman's face was gloomy, smiling, and it had disappeared.

　　 was replaced by cramps and distortions.

　　 is as ugly as a ghost.

　　 "Russell!!!"

　　 Regardless of himself as a phantom of nothingness, he reached out to grab the old bastard's collar, and roared out of control: "The book of destiny! Where is the book of destiny!"

　　 "Oh, did you mean this?"

　　 Russell raised his right hand, and in the palm of his palm, an ancient book resurfaced, exuding a true and solemn breath.

　　 "You either?" He smiled and handed the book over: "Here you are."

　　 Woodman froze in disbelief.

　　 But after that, Russell spread his hands and took out one, one, another...

　　 All are "Book of Destiny"!

　　 In the end, the hill-like books of destiny overlapped on each other, placed on the table, and pushed toward Woodman: "You said it earlier, if you want it, I will give it to you.

　　 After all, how much does this kind of thing cost, so why bother? "

"you you……"

　　 Woodman couldn't understand, looking at him blankly, and then at the pile of books of destiny on the table, Phantom almost broke up for it: "Why? This...I..."

　　 "It's all fake anyway, it doesn't matter."

　　 Russell waved his hand indifferently, so magnanimous, and so pleasant, to pierce the truth.

　　 "After all, it has been fake since 70 years ago. If I knew you wanted, I could give you one copy of Golden Dawn... Then everyone will be the orthodox of the heavenly genealogy, wouldn't it be beautiful?!

　　 This stuff is standard on our side, Huai Shi, Huai Shi, did you hear it? Why don't you quickly take out your copy and give it to the predecessors? "

　　 On the snowy field, Huai Shi shrugged helplessly, raised his hand, and unfolded his book of fate in front of Woodman's eyes, admiring his dazed look.

　　 handed over the book.

　　 "Hey, either?" He said, "Here you..."

　　 Woodman's expression twitched violently, his eyes had turned scarlet, roaring, roaring, and ignoring his manners, Phantom waved his hand, rudely trying to blow away the classics in Huai Shi's hand.

　　 penetrated through.

　　 Huaishi was embarrassed for a while.

　　 "You don't want this."

　　He said seriously: "I can't blame me for not giving it."

　　 "When the **** do you want to lie to me with this kind of tatters!"

　　 Woodman yelled: "Russell, where is the Book of Destiny!"

"How do I know that kind of thing."

　　 Russell flicked the soot, and said indifferently: "Whoever is willing to pick it up will pick it up. If you pick it up, you will earn it. Anyway, I am not interested... I already lost it!"

　　 "Impossible!!!"

　　 Woodman denied: "Then what has been placed on the ivory tower in the past seventy years?! I can feel it! I can feel it! How could it be a fake!"

　　 How could a fake lie to the whole world for seventy years!

　　Whether it is the Golden Dawn, the members of the heavenly genealogy, or the governing bureau and the surviving house, they have used various methods to identify the authenticity of the book of destiny!

How could 　　 be fake?

Russell blew his whistle, looked at his sensitive ten fingers, and sighed with emotion: "Well, it depends on my superb level of fake production... By the way, do you remember when the kingdom of heaven fell, what level I was? "

　　 Woodman was sluggish.

　　 Careful memories.

　　 When the kingdom of heaven fell, Russell seemed to be... still Tier 4.

　　 Suddenly undergoing drastic changes, if not at the critical moment, Russell retrieved the Book of Destiny, advanced to the fifth stage, forcibly stabilized the situation of the ivory tower, and preserved a little vitality for the heavenly genealogy, everyone may not be able to have today.

　　 But...

　　 "Tell you another secret."

　　 Russell leaned close to his ear and whispered softly: "In fact, all of them were fake, including my'Advanced'."

　　 "……"

　　 Woodman's expression twitched, not only fierce or sluggish, but a pair of eyes staring at the man in front of him, as if to choose someone to eat.

　　 "If you want to say exactly what you want to say, it should be said that from the beginning, the whole truth has not been announced to the public."

　　 Russell blew his whistle and excitedly danced: "As we all know, the apex of the Twilight Road is Heimdall, who represents military struggle and control, and Mimir, who represents strategy and wisdom...

　　 Actually, this is a guise in itself, an illusion used to conceal the truth.

　　Because once the truth is told, everyone will be jealous and isolated. On the contrary, it is better to put on a vest and hide it, as long as the students and disciples know it..."

　　 So, full of anticipation and bad taste, Russell smiled, leaned close to Woodman's face, and carefully examined his appearance:

　　 "——Guess, what is the real name of'Mimir'?"

　　What else can it be?

　　 ‘Strategy’, isn’t it a synonym for ‘conspiracy’?

　　 ‘Wisdom’, isn’t it a sibling brother who has two sides with ‘tricky’?

　　 "Truth"? Is it so different from ‘lie’?

　　Mimir?

　　 Such a brilliant title is unnecessary!

　　Because this is the incarnation of the evil of the Nordic gods, the symbol of the dark side of war, the essence of human malice and lies, and the master of all illusions and falsehoods.

　　 is not only to play with the opponent in applause, but also to deceive, use and control himself!

　　 At that moment, Woodman made a hoarse voice, finally comprehending the truth that has been hidden for countless hours, furious:

　　 "——Loki!"

　　 "yes!"

　　 "yes!!"

　　 "yes!!!"

　　 The Master of Fire and Lies nodded vigorously, widened his eyes, clenched his fists excitedly and shouted: "How about? Isn't it fun? Isn't it fun?

　　 Alas, even if Katya is scorned, this feeling of deceiving everyone with a lie is really sour and refreshing! "

　　 "Thank you, Woodman!"

　　 He gave a gratitude smile, almost crying: "Thank you for your cooperation and performance! I waited for one day, and waited for seventy years!"

　　Since seventy years ago——

　　He is waiting for this day, the arrival of this moment...

　　 The necessary condition for the achievement of ‘Mimir’ is trust.

　　 Through thoughtful and subtle strategies to change the situation, achieve success, be recognized by everyone, and become a true leader-eventually, an unquestionable truth is unearthed from hell, thoroughly combined with it, and transformed into a synonym for mystery and wisdom!

　　 Not all of the above are deceptive.

　　 at least except for the last one, is the truth.

　　 But in fact, even this is the masterpiece of the first generation of Twilight King Rocky-in the advanced ceremony ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ what needs to be offered is never the truth.

　　 is a lie.

　　——A lie that everyone believes is true!

　　The more people who believe, the more profound the waves caused, the greater the impact, and the richer the destiny.

　　 And this is the decision Russell made when the Utopia ushered in a split seventy years ago...

　　 Take a risk!

　　 Just like this, standing under the collapsing sky, telling a big lie.

　　 "Don't worry, everyone, the Book of Destiny has not been lost. I have retrieved this thing. Keep it safe. You can see the video and witnesses..."

　　 As everyone knows, videos cannot be p, how could it be fake?

　　 No one wants to believe that it is fake.

　　 Ingenious arrangements, credible witnesses, and even meticulously planned inspections... the realization of every step makes this lie more perfect.

　　The more people who believe, the hope built on lies, the more real it will become!

　　 When everyone knows that the Book of Destiny is kept in the Ivory Tower, then the "Book of Destiny in the Ivory Tower" will become the truth.

　　 The trust of countless people turns illusion into reality.

　　 has achieved the crown of the King of Lies today!