Infinite reincarnation of glory

Zhao Yingkong opened his eyes and emerged from his short sleep. She raised her head and looked at the sky - the dark sky was full of cracks, and the energy tide flowing in from the void turned into suspended waterfalls - the collapse of the world had become a countdown visible to everyone. And far above the crack in the sky, the stars of the gods surrounded the silver moon and shone.

She didn't look at the stars in the sky - if she looked for too long, she might attract the other person's attention. Chu Xuan's message was still echoing in her ears, and many of the notes in it almost made her remember it with blood.

It's been six days.

Six days have passed since the end of the battle in Rivendell. Starting from the next day, Zhao Yingkong could see the winged Daxi Continent enemy patrolling under the sky. He and the opponent fought several times, and in the most thrilling one, he almost lost half of his body.

Fortunately, the opponent is not very strong.

Fortunately, the captain of the Daxizhou team who was riding the ship of doom was not heavily involved.

Fortunately, the gun-wielding Nordic-style Valkyrie was absent-minded in the battle. Although his strength became stronger, he seemed to have lost his fighting spirit and belief and became fragile and hesitant.

Fortunately, the man named Haotian did not wield that powerful weapon.

——Fortunately, the other me still has the courage and determination to fight.

She is the main personality, and she has taken over this body for many days in a row - this body certainly belongs to her, but the bloodline enhancements added to the body are abilities of the secondary personality. Only when both parties work together can they control it at the minimum cost and exert the actual combat power this body should possess.

——I can keep playing for another year. I can afford it.

——But how long can this world last? One week, one month? Or... there are only a few days left at most?

The main personality doesn't care much about this kind of thing. If the world collapses, the worst case scenario is death. Death is not scary to her because she has planned various plans for herself to embrace death early on. but……

A commission must be completed after all.

Although the family's glory is like dust to her, the influence of family education on her has always been engraved on her soul and blood. Since the assassin accepted the commission, he should try to complete it. Success and failure are irrelevant, but getting it done is crucial.

The commission promised by the wise men of the Central Continent Team must be completed.

Although her sub-personality...the person who is essentially a three-year-old girl does not cry or make trouble, her will to return to Jiang Yu is very firm, and she is worthy of her escort. not to mention……

——I don’t think that man is anything special.

——Why did you charm this little fool... Oh, it was the vicious mother-in-law that I cooperated with and used as a foil at the time, so that's okay.

Somewhat annoyed.

Perhaps it was because he had been cooperating with his sub-personality for too long, or perhaps because he was too tired from the long-term battle. During this rare break, the main character Zhao Yingkong found that his thoughts were directed towards someone whose life or death was unknown but who had a high probability of surviving. offset. This is undoubtedly an error that needs to be corrected promptly.

Indeed.

If it weren't for this reason, how could I...

"Welcome to Mordor, Sakura."

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted. The reason why Samsara of the Daxizhou Team failed to continue the search and pursuit was not entirely because she hid deep enough and well enough. At the same time, it is also because her escape area has already touched another sphere of influence - there is also an established force on this land that threatens the reincarnations, and that is Mordor where Sauron is entrenched.

A huge dark fortress wall stands in front of you. There are many steels on it, and all kinds of ferocious fortifications are full of murderous intent. Countless heavily armored Ork warriors were busy at the top of the fortress and built more defenses based on the mountain. Sharp black thorns pointed directly at the stars in the dome.

They looked like they were about to fight back against the gods. At least Zhao Yingkong could read the killing intent and desire to fight from the orc warriors' eyes that all turned scarlet.

but.

"It's just an ostrich who doesn't dare to face the Creator and is unwilling to face the end of his own destruction. He buries his head in the sand and makes a passive gesture of resisting to the end."

The man's voice came from nearby. Not long ago, she stabbed the sword into the body with the familiar voice. She raised her head. Not long ago, the brother and sister were fighting for life and death, but now they could maintain sufficient peace and calm.

It's just a commission.

Both parties have reasons and opportunities to talk to each other.

"What, a chained dog can bark freely? Are you not afraid that your new owner will whip you?"

"It's just an entrusted transaction." The King of the Ring Spirits was not angry at all. He was not going to get angry because of his sister's venomous words. "It promised to resurrect Ruikong after it recovers, and I will retrieve the Supreme Lord of the Rings for it. But now, I haven't done it, and it hasn't done it either. And it probably doesn't want to pay attention to me now - as long as those in the sky The stars haven’t fallen yet.”

"Ruikong is dead." Zhao Yingkong, the protagonist, emphasized the facts he knew. "You killed her body, and she killed her soul. The light of her soul has collapsed and collapsed, and it is impossible to recover again." Even if it could, it was not something Sauron could do.

"Seeing is not necessarily a good habit." Zhao Zukong liked this body more and more. As long as he didn't fight or touch his inner demons, he wouldn't be angry because his body was out of control.

Zhao Yingkong, the master of personality, closed his eyes lightly.

"...Even if what you said is true. Even if Ruikong really left two fragments that day, even if the one in you did get a possession body...what are you going to do with it?" She said lightly He pressed his chest lightly. "Part of Ruikong has become another me, and I will never hand her over. She is a part of me, my sister, my daughter. No matter how much truth you get, I will never let her …It’s damaged by something like this.”

"I don't have that kind of plan." However, Zhao Zukong just shook his head gently. "I'm just telling you something you should know. I will save Ruikong in my own way. This body of the Ring Spirit is quite to my liking, and next time, if you stand in my way of taking it, On the way to the Supreme Lord of the Rings...then the ending may not be the same as last time."

"Is this a threat?"

"This is a warning. And..." He paused. "Ruikong's current possession is called Alexandra, and she is a very interesting person. If I had a different origin, I might actually fall in love with her. If there is a chance next time, I hope you can meet her."

baffling.

Zhao Yingkong frowned.

She originally thought that Zhao Zukong wanted to resist Sauron, and she was indeed ready to cooperate with her brother in the fight. But now it seems that they don't need her.

Whatever.

She felt as if she had really become the daughter of an ordinary family. When he woke up, his brother had his own little plan, and his sister suddenly had a boyfriend. The operation of the world suddenly became complicated and difficult to understand in her eyes, and she was not good at the details in any direction.

Fortunately, she is just an assassin - the assassin can focus on completing the commission.

"If I have a chance next time, I will." Zhao Yingkong finally nodded. "And... I assume you don't welcome me into Mordor?"

"It's not that I'm not welcome, it's that the master here is not welcome. All visitors are not allowed to enter Mordor, regardless of whether they are strong or weak."

The girl nodded, and the cordial and friendly family meeting ended. And her trimming was enough. And even if Zhao Zukong didn't welcome her to join her eldest cousin's little plan, she still got a commission.

Next time you have a chance, go meet Alexandra.

Of course, the one he wanted to see was the living Alexandra, so naturally she couldn't die.

Therefore, this is a commission to protect the direction. Although I don’t know what Zhao Zukong plans to do. But the result of his plan seems to be to keep Alexandra alive until the owner here is able to see guests, or is unable to refuse to see guests. And at that time, he, Mr. Zhao, seemed unable to provide protection for that weak woman.

Yingkong felt like she understood something.

——The spiritual light of the Sora Plan is inherently incomplete, and the incomplete spiritual light can be integrated with each other.

——I really hope you won’t do something stupid like that... Use the light of your own soul as raw material to completely resurrect Riikong, who is only left with the residue at most, in that woman named Alexandra... I don’t want to Admit this whimsical plan.

-Don't drive me crazy.

The assassin from afar took one last look at Mordor's defenses. The breakthrough point will not be found for a while, and I also have another commission that needs to be dealt with immediately. So……

Leave that for later.

She left without a trace.

The King of the Ringwraiths watched her leave, and then a smile appeared on his lips. He glanced somewhere outside the meeting point, and he was back behind Mordor's strong but futile defenses.

The sky is dark.

Everything decays.

The Eye of Sauron in the center of Mordor has instead become the light shining on this world.

A hidden barrier faded away from the last sight of the King of the Ringwraiths. The white-robed wizard and the last few companions around him were revealed.

"Mordor is preparing for war and destroying the world... it really has nothing to do with Sauron." The human ranger looked into the Eye of Sauron from a distance, his face as complicated as his mood.

"The voice of the earth does not deceive...the gods want to destroy everything." The dwarf warrior leaned on his battle ax, his young hands trembling. "We're done, completely done."

"...I plan to return to the dark forest." The elf archer pursed his thin lips. "Maybe my father knows something."

"Thranduil won't know anything. This is not a secret that he can access." The white-robed wizard shook his head. "The wrath of the gods has no cause... No, I don't even feel the wrath of the gods."

"This means that they are not angry, but made a decision after careful consideration." The ranger took a gentle breath. "This world has been abandoned by the gods. We can only rely on ourselves."

"What are you going to do, Aragorn?" The dwarf warrior looked at him for help.

"I don't know. But I plan to gather warriors. Call everyone who can take up arms... I don't know what we will face next, and I don't know what terrible disasters this world will usher in. But I will fight. , fighting until the last moment of his life.”

"But we have no hope!"

"We always have hope! Legolas!" The ranger grabbed the elf's collar and stared into the painful eyes that had witnessed the power of the Creator. "As long as we don't give up, there will be hope."

The elf fell silent. He immediately let go of his hand and looked at the white-robed wizard.

"...Gandalf?"

The old man holding the staff closed his eyes for a few seconds.

"You're right." He opened his eyes and looked at the white staff in his hand. "As long as we don't give up, we still have hope."

"There must be more."

I just realized that the title of the previous section was wrong_(:з」∠)_