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Chapter 1122 Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Twenty·Year 985·"I curse you."

The holy city takes off, counting down.

"ten--"

"Nine--"

The height of the Holy City rises little by little, like a drop of water flowing into the vast sky. People shouted the countdown, like the bells about to ring in the New Year.

"three--"

"two--"

"one--!"

With a soft sound, the Holy City rose to a height and became a snow-white pearl on top of pure black velvet. Ten thousand timelines were separated from the Holy City.

"Su Ming'an, have you ever heard of the concept of 'lingual object transfer'?" General Qin said.

"Yes. The purpose of the Holy City's launch is to transfer Duoying's spirit of speech to Ten Thousand Era, so that the Holy City can escape on its own." Su Mingan nodded.

"Yes. As long as you pay a high price and leave civilization, you can achieve this effect - using the detachment of the Utopia to block other people and change the target of Duoying's speech spirit from all human beings to ten thousand era."

"I understand. It's like there are ten beans on the table. If you cover nine of them with your hand, the shadow can only take the last one."

"Su Ming'an. I will become evil as I store negative emotions over the course of thousands of years - a thousand years ago, I was the kindest me, and after a thousand years, I will become the most evil me. At that time, please be sure to accept me of all.”

"...General Qin, I still don't know your real name." Su Mingan said.

"It doesn't matter."

"I don't even know you very well..." Su Ming'an said.

"You don't need to remember my name, just treat me as one of the billions of people in the old world." General Qin waved his hand freely: "That's it, goodbye, Su Mingan."

His figure was emaciated from many experiments. But his eyes were shining.

Behind him is the universe shining with endless stars. There may be a beautiful bright moon, a distant shining sun, or a beautiful blue planet.

The next moment, Su Mingan saw with his own eyes that the dark box was closed with a "thud", and the hero became a cat floating among electronics.

…

"Human beings will pass on the authority they hold before they die. Therefore, I materialized the authority of the world's strongest game players and scattered them everywhere. It was named - 'Immortal Talisman (authority)'."

"The Alien King is a trigger-type program. I program the output into a sword, which is essentially the same as the life hard disk and is a storage of energy. When the sword is inserted into the life hard disk, it is like a key inserted into the lock and can be unlocked. The thousand-year-old alien king recycles thousands of years of emotional energy. It is named - 'Sword of Destiny (Energy)'."

"Besides, I have one more thing to do."

When the god said this, he dug his fingers into his eyes, and an eyeball glowing with white light lay in his palm:

"This is part of my godhead. It will help you unseal the Alien King thousands of years later. I placed it in the deep sea that modern technology cannot reach. When the old god wakes up, it will automatically surface. Its name is - —'Eye of the Old Ones (Faith)'."

"Su Ming'an, take these three elements with you to fight Him."

…

The moment the Holy City rose into the starry sky, Duoying took action.

Su Ming'an stood on the mechanical wheel, lifted into the air, and came face to face with the overlapping image. This time, Su Mingan clearly saw the appearance of the overlapping image - golden black hair, dark blue eyes, covered with colorful starlight, not like a human being, there was no smile on the face, and it was no longer as gentle as before.

This is how high-dimensional people should be. Su Mingan had never believed the childishness and tenderness revealed by the overlapping image.

"High-dimensional people look down on humans like ants. I never believed you would show kindness to ants." Su Mingan said.

"No, you are different." Duiying's eyes moved.

Thousands of transparent silk threads hover around Him, each thread extending to the invisible distance - forests, rivers, wilderness, mountains, holy cities, starry sky... He pulls these threads, and as long as they are a little bit Just an outline can turn mountains and seas:

"As you can see, I have been peeping above the stars for a long time, and the line of cause and effect has penetrated to a depth that you can't imagine. You seem to be well-defended, but I can make thousands of mistakes, but you can't make one."

"I'm asking you for the last time, Su Mingan. Are you willing to rise to the stars with me? As long as you follow me, I can give up the old world."

"My purpose of waiting for a thousand years was only for you in the beginning."

Su Mingan laughed when he heard this: "Am I a piece of cake? In order to keep me, the gods would rather not give up the source of the world. The organizer can let Zhai Xing go, and you can let go of the old world."

There is nothing in Duiying's pupils, no sea of ​​stars, no flowing light.

"Because I have been paying attention to you since a long time ago." Duiying said.

"...So, who are you?" Su Mingan asked.

Duiying remained silent.

He moved the silk thread slightly, like playing a silent piano: "Let me remind you one last time. The causal thread under my index finger involves something very scary. If I press it, you will feel sorry for me at this time. Reject and regret.”

Su Mingan glanced down.

Dark crowds of people gathered in the Holy City. He was their god and he could not show cowardice.

"It's impossible for me to promise you." Su Mingan said.

Duoying laughed inexplicably: "Are you not afraid of any consequences?"

"Afraid." Su Mingan said: "But I can't turn back, so I must reject you. It's that simple - invader, listen up - I reject all your temptations. This answer, no matter whether it is a thousand years or more." , will never change.”

After hearing the ultimatum, Duiying's eyebrows trembled slightly. This is a dead-end answer.

Between them, the last bit of pull was finally lost, and there was no longer any false pretense.

The air became extremely cold at this moment.

"So."

Duoying's voice also became cold and flat at this moment, and the last trace of tenderness disappeared.

His index finger pressed down, and the causal thread hissed and trembled. Su Mingan didn't know where this causal line led. This is the trump card of high-dimensional beings who have been dormant for thousands of years. Although the Millennium Plan was perfect, it could not take into account Duoying's trump card that was never revealed.

"You... will take over the sum of all my causes and effects over the past thousand years. Su Ming'an." Duiying said.

"I curse you—"

His voice became as low as a cold snake,

...But it reminds people of the temperature of white phosphorus fire, or the last ray of the setting sun.

Su Mingan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he suddenly realized something——

This is what Duoying can promise after thousands of years of savings - a word spirit that has the highest status, the largest scope, the strongest applicability, and even surpasses all word spirits.

Su Mingan knew a long time ago that Yanling was a small wish-making machine. As long as your status is high enough and the price you pay is high enough, the content, object, method, and duration of your wish will all improve.

Duoying doesn't have much energy, and all its energy was used to invade the old world, but he is of high enough status, as long as he concentrates his few energy and sends out a spiritual spirit to a person——

This word spirit will have a very high priority.

put all one's eggs in one basket.

He cursed Su Mingan——

He showed a smile, like the last touch of warmth before the sunset:

"I curse you—no pain, no feeling, no death."

"Su Ming'an. I curse you - no pain, no feeling, no death!!"

Click.

Click, click, click.

...It seemed like something was making a noise.

Is it an invisible clock, the pointer of fate?

The line of cause and effect was like a big net, rushing towards Su Ming'an. He stepped back, but the big net followed him like a shadow.

……what is this.

...What a vicious curse.

Su Mingan didn't dare to accept this curse. What may seem like a blessing to others may seem like destruction to him.

"Is this your trump card?" Su Mingan said.

This would at most seal off his remaining three days of recovery, and was not an insurmountable obstacle.

The overlapping shadow smiles even more.

Layers of lamb barriers were erected one after another. Space vibration, judgment, gravity suppression, floating cannon...the devastating attacks were thrown out by Su Mingan. However, the enemy was a superimposed image, and all the attacks passed through the layer where he was.

Su Mingan dodged the big net, but soon heard an explosion.

"Boom - boom -!"

A violent explosion sounded close to his ears, and the hot heat burned his ears.

He is nearly deaf in both ears.

...Why did it explode? Where did it explode?

As he struggled to avoid the net——

The pupils suddenly narrowed.

The fire burned fiercely into the sky, like a giant beast swallowing up the sky and blocking out the sun. It swallowed up the white jade bricks and tiles, and all the palace pillars collapsed. The fire, blessed by some kind of authority, covered the entire old temple.

People looked in the direction of the old shrine in shock, but could only see billowing smoke and black-red fire, even the sky was burned red.

...The old shrine exploded.

Su Mingan stared blankly at the firelight flying high below. The white bricks and tiles spattered around, and the beautiful glazed roof was torn to pieces by the shock wave.

Lu Shu, Nuo Er, Lu Meng, Li Yuxuan... In order to build the life hard drive transformed by General Qin, they were all inside at this time.

The Old Shrine is the most heavily guarded place in the Holy City. It is impossible for Duoying to interfere with the old shrine. The only people who can blow it up are the people from the Holy City.

He saw a figure.

The man's face was expressionless, and the marks of perfect clearance were lingering around him - apart from Chao Yan, there was only one person who could possess so many marks.

The Liuyun jade pendant on the man's waist swayed slightly. He looked at Su Ming'an for a moment, and then quickly looked away, as if he didn't dare to face Su Ming'an.

"...I'm sorry." The man whispered.

Su Ming'an instantly understood Duoying's method.

This was not a killer move that would kill Su Mingan at all. Just seal his retreat, and then...send Xiao Ying to kill his companions.

Even the explosives used by Xiao Ying can be traced - a thousand years later, Black Magpie used the same explosives when they bombed the Holy City. It turns out that the explosive was given by Duoying from the beginning.

If Su Mingan ignores the explosion and continues to move forward step by step, humans will certainly win.

But if Su Mingan wants to save his companions, his own death has been sealed, so he can only use the time authority of the old gods.

Human time will stay at this point in time for a long time, again, again, and again.

And the most important thing is——

…

[Authority·Timeline crossing. (Limited to the scope of the old world)]

…

Duplicate shadows do not belong to the category of the old world.

Time authority can limit human beings, but it cannot limit overlapping images. As long as Su Mingan does it again and again, Duoying will break through the defense line sooner or later, but humans will be unable to strengthen the defense line.

The tug of war will be broken.

As long as Su Mingan dares to stay at this time point——

The tug-of-war between humans and overlapping images will tip the balance.

"Now." Duiying said softly:

"Su Mingan."

"——You have become the chain that binds the entire human civilization."

"It's about going down and facing victory."

"Or... keep looking back? Let human civilization become more and more fragile as you look back?"

"But you won't give up, right, even once, once, and again... even countless times..."

"You said this yourself. You have to stand in front of the tram countless times and stop the tram with your bones. Then... go ahead."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"I'm waiting for...the moment when the balance of the tug-of-war is broken. One end of the scale is the old world, and the other end is everyone in the old palace."

"The tram pole is right in front of you."

"Can you still...hear their faint...cry? God?"

…

Golden-red fireworks exploded in the distance, signaling the arrival of the New Year.

Su Mingan slashed his wrist and watched quietly.

There was no blood coming from the wrist.