End Times Dust Light

   "Do you feel it? The real sword can communicate with the user, not the lifeless sword with only gloss and gorgeous appearance..."

"He can bring you real power and strength. It is communicating with you. When you are in contact, is the feeling very strange? Only the real master can get his approval and play its due. the power of……."

  "Try to inject your energy into the sword. It feels like a part of your body. Does it feel like an arm’s finger..."

   "It's yours now..."

"See it! Those humble ants fight to fight for something that doesn't exist at all. They are stupid! It's time for you to shoot, let the real sword of the king taste the pleasure of power and strength, and let the sword of the king Sublimation and tempering in glory, let the humble ants surrender under your sword..."

  "……"

  "You have said so much, think you can confuse me? Who are you, don't pretend to be a ghost, hide and hide?"

  "Who am I?" The pyramid's voice suddenly stopped, as if thinking about this uncomplicated problem. Suddenly, the pyramid exclaimed: "No! You know who I am, who do you say I am?"

"You are...", he wanted to say that the pyramid is a human, living a life of wisdom, but it feels very strange that the pyramid does not feel like a human or the so-called intelligent life: "You are a piece of program, a piece of A program that has existed ten thousand years ago?"

  "Program? What is a program?"

  This can stump Lu Ziming. Can you define the program yourself? This is not a computer program on the earth, the ghost knows what is inside the pyramid? He just relied on his feelings that there shouldn't be any intelligent life in the pyramid, and no intelligent life can live for such a long time.

  Maybe his idea is wrong! Perhaps his thinking and vision are not broad, which has caused the limitations of his imagination. All right! What does it matter? At least it is certain that the pyramids have no relationship with the earth.

  "Can you show me who you are?" He was not sure if he was crazy, and he came up with such absurd thoughts.

  The pyramid was silent, and it took a long time before a sentence came out: "The query has no permission! You can continue to ask other questions."

  He almost went violently. He doesn’t have permission to query something. Is he querying? It seems that this is really a low-level to stupid program, "Can you tell me how to get out of here?"

  This time the pyramid answered very quickly: "The conditions for opening are not yet available, please wait a moment!"

He waited for a long time, thinking that the pyramid would say something next, but he said nothing but the following sentence: "What are the conditions, are you waiting for all the people here to die?" He began to doubt, and the pyramid opened to the outside. The condition is that only after the killing of the survivors inside the pyramid is over, the passage to the outside world will be opened.

   "Dead light!" The pyramid looked surprised, "Why die, as long as you get the holy sword, the passage will naturally open!"

  He was struck by thunder. The pyramid is not really mentally retarded, right: "Didn't I get the holy sword? Why didn't I open the channel?"

  This time the pyramid answered very simply: "What you got is not the holy sword!"

"No! How could it be possible?" This is obviously the holy sword. Although he didn't get the sword in the hands of the skeleton, the energy fluctuations told him that this was the holy sword, because the sword in the hands of the skeleton was basically a dead sword. A sword that looks very beautiful.

"It is true that the holy sword in your hand is not a holy sword. The holy sword is just a word. There is only one holy sword, which is to open the conditions for access to the outside world. The sword in your hand is called the red pupil. Power is the true king's sword, and has nothing to do with the legendary holy sword!"

   "It doesn't matter...?" He seemed to understand something vaguely. The legendary holy sword may be a cover, a scam that deceives the grassland for thousands of years, and a trap that allows humans to kill each other.

"Why Samitian lies!" He was angry, not because of the survivors, nor because he discovered the secret of this thousand years. He felt that mankind had been fooled, fooled for thousands of years. When the mystery was revealed, he suddenly discovered that everything was is fake. He had reason to be angry, and there was an uncontrollable evil in his chest, and he wished to split the entire pyramid with the so-called red pupil sword.

   "I don't know! You don't have permission?"

   is permission again, everything requires **** permission, "What permission? How to get permission?" It is different from the last time in a closed space, at least you can ask questions, no matter what the answer is, guess for yourself, don't worry about it.

  He vaguely felt that it might be the Holy Sword, but it was quickly denied. Obviously, he was given the Holy Sword, which only meant that he could leave the pyramid, and it seemed to have nothing to do with **** authority. It won't be the Scarlet Eye Sword, because it is in his own hands now. If this is the key to authority, the pyramid will not ask for **** authority.

   "Let me think about it!" The pyramid was silent, as if trapped by something, and there was no sound anymore.

  Having waited for a long time, he was a little anxious, and the fight in the square had entered a fever. At first, the survivors still killed each other, but they were fighting, and there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the survivors. They were uniting, falsely uniting, and several people besieged a strong man. The strong man has already rushed to the bottom of the small pyramid and is ready to climb. Go up the small pyramid to capture the holy sword.

  This kind of action obviously touched the interests of many people. They chose a temporary union with ghosts, joined forces to deal with the strong man who might get the holy sword, and forcibly knocked the strong man down from the small pyramid.

  Whoever climbs the small pyramid now is the enemy in everyone's mind.

  Everyone wants the holy sword, and no one wants others to get the holy sword. The greed of the human heart is manifested vividly at this moment. This is a game without a winner. This is a dead end of a pyramid design. Greed is infinitely amplified, hatred blinds the eyes, blood inspires a brutal nature, and kills for the sake of killing.

  Is this really the fate of mankind? Does it really take someone to get the holy sword to stop killing? His heart is trembling and dripping blood, as if torn into strips by countless steel knives.

  What's the use of being calm, and what's the use of him understanding, everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, isn't this a kind of torture?

  But what can he do? Join the fight, seize the holy sword that deceives the world, and tell them that this is a terrifying scam. Impossible, he can't do it at all, because no one will believe him unless he kills everyone, but if he kills everyone, isn't he hitting the trap of the pyramid?