Life Copy Game

Chapter 1259: People in Destiny (please vote for the big chapter)

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The huge dodecahedron crystal rotated, and a hoarse and low voice vibrated in the silent darkness. The crystal giant raised its head. The crystal clear head did not have any 'eyes' or facial features, but He Ao could clearly see I felt that he was watching me.

At that moment, the crystal giant's movement was actually faster than that of He Ao. He was one step ahead of He Ao and pierced the crystal sword through He Ao's body.

He has been hiding his strength and is not as weak as he shows.

However, his fatal blow did not kill He Ao, nor did it even affect He Ao's movements. At the last moment, He Ao even burst out with a power far exceeding that before, completely piercing through his flaws, and The power of chaos exploded within his body.

"Did you instigate rebellion against my heroic spirit?"

At this moment, the weapons in the hands of the two giants pierced each other's bodies. They were so close that their cheeks were almost touching their cheeks.

The crystal giant turned his head slightly and looked at the scattered heroes nearby. He suddenly realized something and asked in a low voice.

"I just extended an invitation to them,"

He Ao answered calmly, his voice equally hoarse and weak, "Verify whether they will really fight for the 'order' you call it."

He guessed that the Crystal Giant would hide power, but he didn't expect that the other party had hidden so much power. If he resisted so much power, he would indeed be completely killed by the Crystal Giant.

But now he is not alone. In the chaos just now, there are not many heroic spirits who have gained some sanity, only about one-third of the total number of heroic spirits, but almost all of these one-third heroic spirits have joined his collaborative network .

Through the ability of the 'coordinator', these heroic spirits shared a large part of the damage for him, avoiding the result of him being killed directly just now.

It was precisely because of the existence of these heroic spirits in the collaborative network that he was completely determined to make a one-for-one bet with the Crystal Giant in such a crude way.

In his last attack, these heroic spirits also 'evened' some of their power to him, amplifying his attack.

And listening to He Ao's words, the crystal giant's 'eyes' swept across the surrounding heroic spirits again, and seemed to see a little brilliance shining in the eyes of those heroic spirits.

His movements paused slightly, with a slight sigh, "The power of chaos can actually affect the dead in this way,"

His eyes turned back to He Ao, "But they may not all agree with you, they just hate me more."

He released his hand holding the crystal sword inserted into He Ao's body. At the same time, He Ao also released his hand holding the blood knife.

The towering crystal giant staggered to stand upright, slowly retreated, raised his head, and looked at the surrounding earth filled with crystals.

In fact, this city is not that 'real'. It is only relatively realistic in the core area more than ten kilometers away from the two of them. In more distant places, it seems a bit rough and the energy density is not that high. .

After crossing the core area, the speed of the crystal's 'pollution' also greatly increased.

As long as he is given enough time, he will soon be able to completely pollute the city.

At this moment, he also felt the connection between himself and those heroic spirits in the mystical structure again. This was the backdoor left by the Church of Order when it first 'awakened' these heroic spirits.

The power of chaos is indeed very strong, and even the back door was disturbed in the moment just now, but these forces are not strong enough, and it only interferes for a moment.

Now, he felt this 'back door' again.

Through this 'backdoor', he can directly pour the power of order onto those heroic spirits and wash away all the 'abnormalities' contaminated on them.

It's like a 'factory reset' on machinery, resetting these heroic spirits to the state they were in when they were first summoned.

Of course, after these heroic spirits join He Ao's collaborative network, they may be able to use He Ao's chaotic power to resist this backdoor, but this backdoor is enough to temporarily freeze these heroic spirits and make the collaborative network temporarily ineffective.

He looked down at the bloody knife inserted into his body.

I shouldn't have been so impulsive as to try to trade lives with this stupid boy just now.

He staggered and suddenly realized something. He turned around and looked at He Ao. His hoarse laughter shook in the darkness, "You modified my thinking? Some kind of thinking ability that is effective even for angels? It came from behind you. That one?"

He Ao did not answer him, and a slight cold wind with the smell of blood blew over the bodies of the two majestic giants.

The dim night shook, and the crystal giant's trembling voice gradually lowered, "But you shouldn't be able to monitor my thinking. My superficial thinking is disguised, but if you can monitor my deep thinking, you can directly influence me." It’s my will, no need to go to such trouble,

"But how did you discover my problem? What I taught you was to seize the opportunity to move forward, not backward,"

He raised his head and looked at He Ao, and a low laughter sounded in the darkness, "Have you discovered the trap of my teaching? Have you discovered that part of my 'character' is disguised? Cats teach tigers, and I teach sons, I also have to save a hand. Did you find that I also kept a hand?

"Actually, I didn't mean to hold anything back. I really like you. I hope you are better and more heroic than me..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, realized something, and whispered, "But you didn't retreat, you just changed my thinking and let me take a step forward."

The speed of the rotation of the huge regular dodecahedron crystal seemed to slow down a lot at this moment. The crystal giant quietly 'watched' He Ao, "You learned well, child, you learned well."

The night wind blew over the two towering giants, and dense cracks spread on He Ao's huge red body. The light that was already dim and thin was now almost completely transparent.

The crystal giant stood in the wind, looking at He Ao in front of him, and sighed, "I'm sorry..."

His voice became smaller and smaller until it completely dissipated in the dark wind.

The whole world was quiet, and there was no new sound in this huge city.

Bang——

The crystal giant sword that pierced He Ao's body shattered at this moment. He Ao's body shook and stared at the crystal giant that was completely silent.

The heroes in the sky seemed to have lost the source of power, and their bodies began to fade rapidly.

Some heroes were still in confusion, and those who had joined the Heo Ao collaborative network and had some rationality turned their eyes and looked at Heo Ao.

Most of these heroes who had gained ‘special’ rationality seemed to be heroes buried in the Dumel National Cemetery in the last one or two hundred years. Only a few came from the ancient times when Dawn City was just established and had already fallen asleep.

Heo Ao looked at the heroes, and also looked at Ander and Roy among the heroes, and waved his hand gently to bid farewell to them. At the same time, dense cracks also spread completely into his body, from the inside to the outside.

Ka--

As the last hero disappeared in the darkness, a light sound rang in the darkness, and the huge red body completely collapsed at this moment.

The tiny figure covered in blood fell from the sky like a drifting goose feather and fell into the ruins covered with crystals.

The huge blood knife that was inserted into the body of the crystal giant also collapsed at this moment, and part of it splashed out, turning into a stream of light, falling not far in front of He Ao, and inserted into the solid crystal.

He Ao opened his eyes and looked at the sky covered with purple mist above his head.

Above the mist was a hazy city hanging upside down in the sky.

That was the real Dawn City.

Vaguely, he could see that in the streets, there were figures looking up at the sky and cheering, as if celebrating victory.

Even though there was a barrier between reality and illusion, He Ao seemed to hear the cheering laughter.

However, he did not keep his eyes on the top of his head, but slowly retracted his sight, swept across the city covered by crystals around him, and staggered to his feet.

His body was extremely weak, even the power of the Holy Grace of Life had been drained by him.

He raised his head and looked at the blood knife inserted into the crystal on the side. He staggered, raised his feet, and walked towards the blood knife.

The crystal ground reflected his bloody body. He just took the first step and his foot slipped, almost falling to the ground.

But soon, he adjusted his posture and walked towards the bloody blade step by step.

The cheers reflected in the city above his head fell into a brief pause. In every corner of the city, on those huge screens, someone hijacked the communication and projected his figure in every corner.

Whether it was the cheering crowd or the crowd that hadn't figured it out, they all quieted down at this moment. They looked at the nearby GG screen and stared at the figure on the screen. For a moment, they didn't react, why He Ao still staggered towards the bloody knife at this time.

Ding——

A light sound passed through the boundary between reality and illusion and rang in everyone's ears.

An illusory huge clock appeared at the highest point of the night at some point, hanging in the bustling city and the silent fantasy city.

It only had a short hand that looked like an hour hand, pointing tightly to the direction of twelve o'clock.

This clock is illusory and transparent, and looks only a few meters in diameter, but it is hung at a height that seems to be a thousand meters. Everyone can still clearly see the numbers on the clock when they look up, and even the extremely small and dense patterns engraved on the clock.

It seems that it is not really hanging in the sky, but hanging in everyone's fantasy.

At the same time as this clock appeared, in every corner of the city, every clock with pointers, and even the electronic dial of the smart bracelet, stopped rotating.

Ding——

The slight, crisp sound like a falling needle, clearly echoed in everyone's ears.

The pointer that was tightly pointing to twelve o'clock trembled slightly.

But it did not start to move, but counterclockwise, slowly backed up, from 12 to 11.

Christos, standing in the Palace of Glory, raised his bracelet and looked at the electronic dial on it.

The hour hand on the virtual electronic dial also pointed to the direction of 11 o'clock at some point.

Under the sky, all the clocks with hands moved back a little at the same time.

In the imaginary city, the huge crystal giant that had fallen into silence suddenly trembled, and the scattered red light overflowed from the huge crystal body. The huge wound pierced by the blood knife trembled and began to heal inwards.

He Ao raised his head and glanced at the huge crystal clock above his head. There was no expression on his face. He just lowered his head and continued to move forward, stumbling towards the blood-red blade inserted into the crystal ground.

Ding——

The cross in the sky retreated one grid again and reached 10.

The crystal giant's wound healed by one third.

This time, He Ao did not raise his head, but continued to move forward slowly.

Ding——

The crisp sound echoed in everyone's ears, and the hour hand in the sky quickly retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dong——

That was the sound of He Ao's slow footsteps.

He walked very slowly, stumbling with every step, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second, but soon, he would struggle to maintain his body shape and continue to take the next step forward.

When the hour hand reached the nine o'clock direction, the crystal giant's wound healed by half.

He Ao was almost in front of the blood knife.

When the hour hand reached the eight o'clock position, no more red light was expelled from the crystal giant's body.

He Ao was only one step away from the blood knife.

When the hour hand reached the seven o'clock position, the crystal giant's wound was completely healed.

He Ao finally arrived in front of the blood knife, he stretched out his hands and held the blood knife tightly.

When the hour hand reached the six o'clock position, the body of the crystal giant suddenly trembled, shattered, and turned into countless lights.

He Ao pulled out the blood knife.

He did not look at what happened above his head. He held the blood knife in his hand tightly, cut his palm, and let the blood stained with purple, red and yellow light flow down the bloody blade.

The tip of the knife fell to the ground and turned into a pen tip.

The sharp seam cut the crystal, letting the blood soak into the crack. The chaotic power seeping from the blade prevented the crystal from healing automatically and swallowing the blood, and briefly maintained the existence of the crack.

The hour hand turned back faster and faster, and the broken light turned into a huge flower bud again, which was wrapped by crystal petals generated by the reverse of time.

At the same time, the lines of the painting under He Ao's knife tip became larger and more complete.

Ding——

Accompanied by a light sound, the clock hanging in the sky returned to 12 again, and the whole clock suddenly trembled, and instantly shattered, turning into endless light.

At this moment, the flower bud hanging in the air also returned to a perfect state again.

Only the last part of the lines of the painting under He Ao remained.

But at this moment, his body suddenly tightened, as if his throat was strangled by some invisible pressure. He tried hard to wave the blood knife in his hand, but no matter what, he could not move the blade any more.

The cheek covered with blood stains was swollen and bloody, but the bloody blade seemed to be held by an invisible hand and could no longer move.

"I'm sorry, child."

The vast and distant voice echoed under the entire sky.

Under the dark night, the tightly closed bud slowly opened, and a brilliant human figure made almost entirely of crystal and filled with endless regular lines walked out of it.

He seemed to have a concrete form, but also seemed to be completely illusory. Regular lines filled his body, reflecting the crystal-like colors.

Invisible pressure spread from his body, making the whole world seem to be covered with regular lines.

Just looking at his body, He Ao felt a twisted and fanatical yearning for order in his heart.

This is the true, undisturbed, complete mythological form of an angel.

The glorious figure lowered his head and looked at Howe. The indifferent voice that seemed to be the order itself had some ripples.

"You know nothing about the power of God, child. Do you think that only Yuruns can interfere with fate?

"In order to make me an angel, the Great Order found two contracts for me.

"The first contract gives me a chance. As long as I am still alive, I can reverse time and reset all or part of my body to any state within twelve hours."

His voice paused.

"The second contract is a piece of paper related to fate. After writing the following request, it will generate a "one-sentence script" that is most likely to make this request come true.

"And the "script" I got is, "In the process of holding the promotion ceremony, you will get necessary obstacles, but you will also get ways to solve the obstacles. '

"I can now tell you what the ceremony for promotion to "Carpenter" is:

"With the intervention of the power of God, let the order on the verge of chaos get back on track, or rebuild a new order in chaos.

"This chaos in the Federation has nothing to do with the God of Chaos, but I need the power of the gods to participate in order to truly complete the ritual.

"So the 'appeal' I wrote was, 'There is a safer ritual obstacle that I can avoid once. '

"Destiny cannot choose gods, but it can interfere with people related to gods and come to me,"

He looked at He Ao,

"I'm sorry, kid, you are the one chosen by fate, pushed in front of me by fate, and help me complete the ritual.

"You have been smooth sailing all the way, all gifts given by fate, now, it will take back its price. ”

Four thousand eight hundred words, only one point left, emmm, I still don't want to raise the flag.