Global Games: Comes with a portable store

With one knife, the red sky was cut open, and the ghost ship appeared above the world of Li Tian, ​​swinging away all the filthy things.

The whole world was wrapped in red mist, and the blood moon became extremely huge, like an eye staring at the world.

This place has become a part of the Blood Moon, filled with the smell of stupidity. Just standing here will make the reason fall into a state of confusion.

Wanfang stood on the ground, with a sheep's head and an ox's tail, long white hair floating in the wind, looking in the direction of Su Changxing with blood-red eyes.

"Haha, you're here after all!"

It laughed loudly, as if it knew that Su Changxing would come, and had been waiting here, and indeed it did.

【In view of the general environment,

Su Changxing carried the scythe and straddled the edge of the bow with one foot, smiling: "Aren't you afraid?"

Wan Fang's voice was low and hoarse, like a drum reverberating throughout the world: "What am I afraid of? I'm afraid you haven't seen all this clearly, and you don't understand what you are facing."

"If you are wise enough, not coming back would be the best choice!

"

Su Changxing waved his hand and expanded the domain to a distance of a thousand meters. Dusk, wind and snow, chains, and countless bullets were flying in it, and all the twisted creatures that came close were shot dead.

He felt that all this was due to fate, which brought him to this point. He raised the sickle in his hand and shouted: "At this moment, I am standing on top of millions of lives, and I also ask you to die quietly, Wanfang!"

The cold blade cut through Wanfang's huge body like a cold wind, cutting it in two, and along with it, the red mist of this world turned into two huge waterfalls.

This knife is worth tens of millions of dollars.

Su Changxing turned his huge faith into his own power, reaching a terrifying point. In just an instant, he chopped Wan Fang's body into pieces, along with the entire space of this world.

"Ahhh!"

Wan Fang let out a miserable cry, echoing in the world. Before he died, he had become one with the world.

Then there was loud laughter.

"Haha! Kill me, please kill me as soon as possible! I never thought you could go to this point!"

Crazy voice without any sense.

Seeing this scene, Su Changxing's heart felt a little heavier. The matter was beyond his expectation, which meant that he was out of control.

Since he couldn't kill Wan Fang directly, he decided to destroy this rotten world!

It probably feels like an organ has become completely necrotic and has to be removed entirely.

Su Changxing's hand holding the sickle trembled slightly, and he felt a little shaken in his heart, doubting whether his judgment was correct.

All correct decisions are based on true knowledge.

As the swords were struck one after another, the world was torn apart, a large amount of blood gushes out from the cracks in the ground, forming rivers and lakes, and cracks appeared in the sky, like blood vessels pulsing continuously.

The crew members seemed to turn a blind eye and were doing their own thing. Only Jin was sitting on the mast, looking at the gradually destroying world.

Destruction is always easy, and with strength comes destruction.

Su Changxing thought that it would trigger a warning of the rules of this world, but it didn't happen. Xue Yue also seemed very calm, and didn't seem to care about what he did. Maybe this whole world was insignificant to Xue Yue.

…

Karls and the man in the black crow mask no longer followed, because there was no way ahead. They came to the edge of the real dimension. If they went further, the subspace would become extremely dangerous, and they might be swallowed by the abyss.

The abyss is a place considered taboo by gods. Once any creature, including gods, falls into it, it will be doomed.

All humans once believed that the abyss was the source of disaster, until they discovered that the abyss could swallow even chaos.

"He avoided our sight. It is said that in this fog, there are still

There are countless lost worlds." The man in the black crow mask said in a low voice.

Kars closed his eyes, and the light all over his body became even brighter: "I have felt the presence of that ancient god getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that it is moving from the past to the present. All of this is planned."

Time is relative. Once the ancient gods move from the past to the present, time in the real dimension will also go back.

…

The world fell into a state of collapse, the voices from all directions gradually disappeared, the blood moon became a lake, and only the faint stars were projected from the gaps in the sky.

Su Changxing looked at the sky and saw a figure with stars gathering together. He couldn't help complaining: "Did you come a little late?"

The person who came was none other than Hongjun, still looking the same, with only bones all over his body and a star spear in his hand: "It seems you don't need me anymore. I'm surprised that you can actually get to this point!"

Su Changxing smiled inexplicably: "Are you surprised? I don't think so."

He raised the blade in his hand and suddenly attacked Hongjun, cutting the space with the intention of killing him.

The world can be destroyed, so why can't one Hongjun be killed?

I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

Hongjun used the long hair of stars to block in front of him, but it was shattered. His body was cut into two pieces, flew down from the sky, and landed on the ground.

Then, just when Su Changxing was about to swing his second sword, green palms stretched out from the ground.

[Hand of the Netherworld: Armor Crown, a mysterious object forged by a powerful soul, which can exert powerful power under special conditions.]

Sure enough it is.

The same thing is still bound in the Pocket Galaxy, and the person who attacked them in the death gap was Hongjun.

But why did Hongjun do this?

Instead, a smile appeared on Su Changxing's face, carrying the sickle, and a hundred-foot-long giant Buddha appeared behind him, and his big golden hands grabbed all these ghostly hands.

He looked at Hongjun: "Did you also kill the man in the gap of death?"

Hongjun didn't speak, but it was self-evident. He just sighed: "You are smarter than I thought, and you have good luck... to be able to reach this point."

Su Changxing sighed and looked at the world: "In other words, all this has something to do with you. Are you related to the ancient gods? Or are you the ancient gods yourself?"

"Who would have thought that ancient gods could actually be human beings."

Hongjun was suppressed by Su Changxing, but he did not panic. Instead, he said with a smile: "It's not just me. Aren't you also related to the ancient gods?"

Su Changxing frowned: "Me?"

Hongjun said calmly: "You may not even realize it, but I exist because of you."

at the same time.

Hongjun's skeletal face continued to tremble, transforming into thousands of different faces, and the surrounding light became dim.

Su Changxing realized something was wrong, raised the sickle in his hand and struck it down, but stopped just a few feet away and could not go any further.

Hongjun's face was frozen at a certain moment, and it was exactly the same as Su Changxing's, as if it had been reproduced, whether it was his expression or anything else.

this moment.

His body was cold, and he felt great panic. The sickle in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and he stepped back step by step.

He recalled something.

It seems that he should have died in that long cold night, but I don't know how he survived...

"Why?"

"You know why, it's a deal, don't forget it."

Hongjun's body disappeared on the ground, as if it had never existed.

Su Changxing squatted on the ground, with his back to this dead, broken, scarlet-filled world, thinking about forgotten things.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It was not the bright red blood like humans, but azure blue. It fell on the ground, and a small green bud broke out of the ground.

Life.

He has always been persistently pursuing and longing for it, but it seems that he has never had it. Therefore, he envies those who have life and is willing to protect it.

But in the end it all seemed to be in vain.

A long white staircase appeared in front of him, and a figure walked towards him step by step. He looked exactly like him, had the same expression, and was dressed exactly the same.

It seems to be him, but it's not.

His existence is being replaced bit by bit, switching between reality and reality.

It seems that in many worlds and many times there exists a person named "Su Changxing", Crean, Liu Lola, and Hongjun.

But this is just a clone of the ancient god's projection in the real dimension. Maybe it wasn't originally, but it will be later.

The so-called discount store seems to be nothing more than the power lent by the ancient god to the clone.

Everything is moving forward on the expected trajectory, there are no surprises at all, and there are never any surprises.

The player of Sanjiao seems to have done nothing wrong, but he is too stubborn and too confident.

But all this is on track.

From thousands of times to the same future.

Su Changxing was lying on the broken ground, looking at the broken starry sky, and saw a figure walking towards him. He was so familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"do not leave me!"

Jin knelt on the ground and hugged him, her face was full of tears, she was crying.

She noticed the changes in Su Changxing, as if he was fading away, disappearing from this world, turning into sand and dust in the wind.

Su Changxing showed a smile on his face and patted her shoulder. Although he couldn't remember who it was, he still said:

"Stay alive!"

Conspicuous divine inscriptions appeared on his skin, sacred and majestic, and the world around him transformed, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and grand bells ringing from a distance.

"No!

"

With one blue and one red eye full of violence, Jin yelled, lowered his head, and grabbed his hair with one hand, as if he was calling for something.

Boundless darkness comes from below.

It's an abyss.

Like a big fish that eats up the world in one bite, everything is destroyed, whether it should exist or should not exist, including time and space.

The memory in Su Changxing's mind came back, and he showed a helpless look. He remembered who the person in front of him was, and touched Jin's hair: "Why is this necessary?"

Jin just smiled slightly and hugged her tightly, seeming to be trembling with cold.

The two of them fell into the endless abyss together. This moment was very short, only a moment, but it was also very long, like eternity.

"Such a result seems to be expected."

Su Changxing hugged Jin's face and kissed her. It was moist, sweet, and had a faint fragrance that calmed the soul. It was also the last beautiful memory before death.

Boundless cold hit me, biting to the bone, and I lost consciousness.

It's a familiar feeling, as if I've experienced it somewhere, boundless despair, it's not despair, it's just darkness.

Life, how should it exist...