My future diary cannot be the last one

Now that the decision has been made, Xun Xi and Zhenjun Wushui will not hesitate.

Although he died in vain, Zhenjun promised Xu Junfang that he would assist him. However, becoming a subspecies of supernatural beings is a survival instinct that every last generation cannot suppress.

The reason why Zhenjun Zhenjun assisted Xu Junfang was because there was a supernatural being on the Penglai treasure ship that could become its puzzle piece. However, what Zhenjun Wangsui didn't expect was that at this moment, it actually encountered another puzzle piece. And it was a puzzle that it had noticed thousands of years ago.

"Do it!"

The moment Xun Xi shouted these two words, the True Monarch of Wasted Death flew towards the priest. At the same time, the Master of the Resurrection also made a wish:

"There is no obstacle to the road ahead of the True Lord!"

Almost at the same time, the pastor gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "The front is closed to traffic, stop!"

Two supernatural beings collide instantly.

The result of the collision also determined the winner in an instant: Zhenjun continued to move forward, and every inch he advanced, screams would be heard from around him.

It was as if a circle of invisible ghosts blocking it were torn apart instantly.

Can't stop it!

Seeing this scene, the priest almost subconsciously took a step back, not only because of the ferocity shown by Zhenjun Zhenjun, but also because of the emotions of the "Holy Spirit" in his body. He could clearly feel that this terrifying Holy Spirit that he relied on was actually afraid at this moment!

Everyone is the last generation.

What's wrong with you?

The doubts in the pastor's heart were quickly answered, because the True Monarch of Fu Shi had already arrived in front of him: "Political Master, don't you dare to see me?"

The voice of Zhenjun Wangsui was soft and pleasant.

There was no hint of malice.

"Are you..." The pastor subconsciously wanted to ask, but was forcibly choked by another force: "Don't talk to her!"

(Holy Spirit?)

The priest's face became more and more ugly. The ability of his Holy Spirit is to "turn spoken words into reality." This power is also called divine speech in the Unification Church. This is also the biggest reason why he became the elector of the Theocracy. But now, my Holy Spirit is actually afraid?

(Why?)

There is also the name of the Holy Spirit. Why does this last generation call it a politician? Numerous thoughts ran through the priest's mind, but they turned into panic.

because--

"True Lord, have mercy on me!"

——

The pastor watched in horror as his body, which had maintained vitality for decades, aged rapidly, and the once surging vitality was drained away in the blink of an eye.

The next second, the Holy Spirit he relied on left.

"How could that happen? No!!!"

I saw the pastor's pupils shrinking suddenly, his face full of disbelief: "It's not the agreed time yet! I should still have time, you can't betray me."

"None of my business."

"Farewell!"

The last generation of supernatural "strategist" in the priest's body is not indecisive, and after thousands of years, its wisdom is no less than that of humans.

Especially the shamelessness of humans. It learned 100%.

At least at this moment, it didn't hesitate at all when selling its teammates, and even directly used the priest as a human shield, hoping to increase its chances of escape.

However, Zhenjun Zhenzong did not give it a chance.

"Political Strategist, you understand."

I saw the True Lord Fu Shi said with a smile: "You and I are very suitable for supernatural beings. On this basis, whoever is more terrifying will have the other's qualifications."

Strategists certainly know this.

But the problem is - the true king died in vain, the last generation is the strongest.

"I make a wish!"

The next second, I saw the leader of the past life saying: "The Zongheng family cannot escape."

"No--!!!"

Without any ability to resist, the Strategist who had originally planned to escape was suddenly stopped in his tracks, facing the bloody mouth of the True Monarch who was killed in vain.

"Aww."

The priest is dead.

At the same time, the remaining four electors did not fare much better. It was not that they did not want to help the priest, but they really had too much to take care of themselves.

Outside of Yanzhou, the Theocracy's attitude towards the last generation of supernatural beings is obviously different from Yanzhou. The last generation of Yanzhou was eradicated step by step as time went by, but outside Yanzhou, the last generation was revered as the "Holy Spirit", and the behavior of parasitic extraordinary beings was also regarded as a sacred ritual.

Therefore, the last generation of extraordinary beings exists in the Theocracy.

Especially the older generation who came this time. Among the five electors, there were fully three last-generation extraordinary ones, and the remaining two were also outstanding ones.

No wonder they are confident.

After all, judging from the intelligence, there is no last generation Jing Guisi.

However---

"Are you kidding me?"

As Si Nian slowly bent down to worship, one of the electors let out a cry of horror, because her last generation of supernatural power, an old woman covered with corpse spots, actually appeared during Si Nian's worship. Next, he gradually put on a red wedding dress and a red hijab, and then escaped from her control.

"Whatever this is. Cut it off!"

The other three people also reacted quickly. The last elector took out a dagger on the spot and waved it hard into the air.

As a result, the knife fell and got stuck in the air.

Almost at the same time, Si Nian also looked over in surprise: for no other reason than this knife actually struck the supernatural connection between Si Nian and the other party.

If the connection is severed, the transformation of the bride is stopped.

"efficient!"

The elector was also overjoyed when he saw this, and then he raised his dagger to strike a few more times, and then he saw a glove falling at his feet.

"Lie"

Before he finished speaking, the elector threw away the dagger in his hand, then happily picked up the gloves on the ground and put them on.

Elector: "."

Damn it! ? ——It's a pity that he will never be able to say this sentence again in his life: because the next second, Si Nian bowed in his direction.

As for the remaining two Xinhuo-level electors: they are still stuck in the memories that Xun Xi used the fire of memory to create for them, without realizing it. After Si Nian put away the two newly obtained supernatural materials, he glanced at them casually, and the sight of death sent them to hell together.

Naturally, the changes on the deck could not be hidden from Xu Junfang's eyes.

As for the judgment of Zhenjun and Xun Xi, as well as the performance of the five electors, Xu Junfang's evaluation was: "Trash! They are all trash!"

"But fortunately, Zhenjun is here."

The only thing that can comfort Xu Junfang is the unexpected gain of killing Zhenjun in vain: the addition of another supernatural puzzle piece is a qualitative change for the supernatural.

Originally, the true king who died in vain was infinitely close to the subspecies, but now eating more supernatural puzzles is equivalent to taking half a step forward. And if he gets the third puzzle piece from his side, he will probably truly become a subspecies. At this level, I believe Xun Xi cannot be his opponent.

No matter how powerful Si Nian is.

After all, he has just become the last generation.

"I don't believe it, how can you turn the world upside down?" Thinking of this, Xu Junfang couldn't help but widen his eyes, wanting to watch the True Monarch in vain beat Xun Xi violently.

Then he saw Xun Xi very calmly take out a dry blue-black finger from his arms, and then said "Ah~" while feeding it into Si Nian's mouth.

He comes from Hanging Coffin Mountain, so it's natural that he doesn't know what it is.

"Corpse Immortal Finger!?"

Xu Jun's room is like falling into an ice cave.

And the next second, Zhenjun Zhenyu, who had just eaten a last generation as a puzzle piece, disappeared without any hesitation, taking the leader of the past life with him.

"???"

Xu Junfang was stunned for a while before he finally realized: He killed Zhenjun in vain because he saw the situation collapse, so he sold him and ran away himself!

With his eyes, it was not difficult to see that after Si Nian had two more supernatural materials, the level of terror increased instead of decreasing. After the True Monarch of Wasted Death unexpectedly obtained the puzzle piece, his promise greatly reduced its temptation, so much so that it ran away as soon as it saw that something was wrong, and the corpse fairy's fingers

Thinking of this, Xu Junfang suddenly felt tired: His back-up force, the Theocracy's reinforcements, why did he feel that it would be better not to come?

"Sure enough, I still have to rely on myself!"

Xu Junfang gritted his teeth: "I haven't lost yet! The desperate writer's ritual has been arranged, and I still have the hope of a comeback!"