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Hao bit the tip of his tongue, wanting to use this pain to fight against the pain of looking directly at the tower. At this time, the physical pain made him feel slightly relaxed, otherwise he would collapse. It is not an adjective, but a real one.

The collapse, from body, to consciousness, to total collapse of soul, he will become something indescribable, at least he will no longer be a human being.

"Congratulations, you have looked directly at infinity. Now you are no longer an ordinary person, but a tuner... At the same time, it is a pity, because you have looked directly at infinity, even if it is just an infinite intention, or even just a small piece of information, you

No longer human, no, no longer life, neither life nor non-life, you will start your miserable life, if you can still survive."

Hao's voice sounded and got closer and closer to him. Hao mustered up his last strength and wanted to stand up, but he suddenly found that the touch of his hand was wrong. His palm turned into a tentacle full of mouthparts. This tentacle

Unable to exert any force, Hao fell to the ground again, and hit the hard ground with his face facing the door. Then the palm he looked at from the corner of his eyes was still a palm, and the tentacle just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Have you seen the reality of the world?"

He came five or six meters in front of Hao. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and there was not a good piece of flesh on his body. Although with the use of the mirror, his body began to heal, but the healing speed was surprisingly slow. At this time

He looked like he was close to death.

"... hallucination?" Hao hoarse these three words from his throat. After the words came out, Hao felt that the words turned into bitter logic bursting out of his mouth. It was difficult to describe, and it was obviously just an abstract concept.

In his perception, it seemed to be concrete, and it also had a bitter taste. However, in the blink of an eye, he felt that everything just now was not even an illusion, it was just his fantasy.

"Hallucination? No, of course not, it is reality, or part of the reality, so... welcome to the world of tuners, welcome to my world." Hao said, and then he stretched out his hand to Hao.

.

It seems to be a hand, but in Hao's field of vision, it may be a claw, a pair of scissors, a fire tong, or a tentacle. This hand is constantly changing, Hao's

The field of vision seems to be cut into dozens, hundreds, or even

Countless pictures made it impossible for him to distinguish what was reality and what was illusion, or it was all reality, or it was all illusion. He couldn't even avoid it, couldn't move, and could only watch as Ling's hand dug in.

between his brows.

Just at this moment, a sound of breaking wind came, and Hao saw a warm, sweet, and fragrant family rushing towards him behind him. Then all the descriptions turned into a book of simplicity and simplicity.

The mysterious tome, with its brilliant light shining on it, was the true canon that Hao was extremely familiar with.

At this time, Hao's fingers had touched Hao's forehead. The earthy black light of Hao Dijing on Hao's body and the pure cyan light of Haotian Mirror on Hao's body merged together. In just an instant,

Both of them were shocked, and before Hao could dig out Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, the true book hit his back, smashing his back and chest together, and the true book was stuck to Hao's chest.

above.

The next moment, Ling's body was completely torn into pieces, but there was a mysterious smile on his head, and he seemed to be saying a few words from his mouth.

"I see……"

Then, Hao's torn body was projected into the mist in the distance, and Hao fell to his knees and gasped for air.

At that moment, Hao received a large amount of information. The information was messy and full of weirdness and inexplicability. However, among the information that was 99% junk, Hao still found a very small amount of useful information.

for example……

"Mechanism? Destiny?"

Hao keenly felt the importance of these two words. Before he could think about it carefully, he held his head and howled in pain. The huge pain suddenly overwhelmed him, making him vomit out various eyeballs.

beads, and then these eyeball beads quickly turned into air.

"No, you can't fall into this illusion, you can't faint. Ai, the child, the big lord, Ziya, humans... they need me!"

Hao roared in a low voice. He stretched out his palm and stabbed it directly into the wound of his broken arm, tearing the flesh, flesh and bones inside. The severe pain spread all over Hao's body like a sweet spring, making him feel uncomfortable.

He was finally able to focus,

At the same time, the Haotian Mirror was still absorbing the light coming from the mist, and Ai Yi's canon also shrouded Hao with the light of the holy way. Taken together, Hao finally got rid of the terrifying "illusion" and regained his ability.

I stood up and everything around me returned to normal.

At that moment, Hao pressed one hand on his Dantian, and at the same time took a few deep breaths of air, transporting the fresh oxygen to various parts of the internal organs, and then stimulated the bone marrow to form blood, stimulated the rapid peristalsis of the internal organs, and the healing of the muscles...

Seconds later, Hao's face turned rosy, and all his acupoints were illuminated again. He held the scripture in one hand, stepped on it and ran a thousand meters away. The target was exactly where Ai Yi was.

This scripture is the natal thing that Ai Yi's life is intertwined with. It is more closely connected than him and the Haotian Mirror. On weekdays, except for him, no one else can touch it, let alone look at it. But now Ai Yi

Yi threw the scripture to him. Although it saved his life, Ai

Ai's side is in danger. Ai specializes in false scriptures and true scriptures. False scriptures are all kinds of magic and transcendence below the holy level, while true scriptures are the analysis of various sacred authority. It can be said that Ai has 80% of the strength in

In terms of this scripture, once the scripture is lost, Ai will no longer be a match for the holy throne.

Just as Hao hurried towards the house where Ai Yi was, suddenly, the glorious and decaying scroll in the deepest part of the mist in the sky slowly unfolded. Although it was only less than one-tenth of the way, it was immediately shocking.

The picture of heaven and earth appears, this picture

The painting presents a special geometric shape, but if you look closely, you can see mountains, seas, sky, stars, and the universe. They are pure blue, clear and pure, and pure and pure. This figure is divided into thirty-three layers.

Another huge green ball comes out of this picture.

The moment this huge cyan light group penetrated, the surrounding fog suddenly became as thick as liquid, and the entire forbidden area was covered by this fog. No matter how the light of the great lord shone, the fog remained unchanged.

And Hao immediately lost all perception of the outside world in this fog.

Hao was so anxious that he started to sprint forward crazily based on the route in his memory. However, even though he sprinted for tens of seconds, at least tens of kilometers away, he still didn't touch any building, let alone a building.

He didn't touch any ruins or wreckage, as if he suddenly came to an empty world with only mist.

Hao became more and more anxious in his heart. He could no longer feel anything around him. He could no longer feel the glory of the great lord. He could no longer feel the warmth and atmosphere of Ai Yi's unique family. He could no longer feel anything. He could only feel

The incomparable coldness and loneliness eroded into his bones, making him almost unable to breathe.

"...Big Lord, Ziya...Aiyi...where is everyone..."

Hao kept sprinting forward in this fog, but he couldn't find anything, and all his senses were cut off. As he ran, his tears fell, because he instinctively felt that he was the most important.

Something was being lost, and it could never be recovered. The pain of losing a loved one suddenly, the despair of shattered dreams, made him run and cry...

On the other side, Ai Yi threw the scripture, and then closed her eyes, but before the two holy paths could hit her, a mecha suddenly fell from the air. Ai Yi also knew about this mecha.

Tinghao mentioned before that it was a model specially developed by the big lord for foot men. A total of

There are two types, the warrior and the strongman. The big lord and the footman all shouted "good guys" at the same time and discussed the last romance of the robot. Hao also mentioned that this mecha imitated his Haotian battle body.

It can't be imitated in other aspects, but the mecha itself is incredibly tough.

This mecha came through the air and blocked directly in front of Ai Yi. Then it was hit by two holy paths. It only resisted slightly. In less than two seconds, the mecha was turned into nothingness.

And with just such a slight pause, Ai Yi immediately

Apocrypha was unfolded, and all kinds of teleportation, displacement, plane, and other spells were poured out like crazy. Although it was completely useless in front of the holy way, it still managed to make Ai move a little farther away from the two high-level saints.

Moved more than ten meters.

The distance of more than ten meters is actually Ai Yi's biggest survival instinct. As a mother, she can do anything for the child in her arms. However, these ten meters are not even a distance in the eyes of the two high-level saints.

In the blink of an eye, Ai will be involved.

Entering the Holy Path, suddenly at this moment, the scroll in the sky unfolded, and the fog suddenly became thicker. The light of the Holy Path rolled around Ai Yi by almost a hair's breadth, and then Ai Yi fell into the fog.

Dao Guanghui lost his goal.

The faces of the Elf Sect and the Drow Elf Ancestor were both ugly. They looked deeply at the foggy place where Ai disappeared. Anger and disappointment arose in their hearts. The Drow Elf Ancestor turned around and looked with a half-smile.

The Elf Zongdao said: "It's okay if others want to kill her. I really didn't expect you to do the same."

Take action, you are really the biggest hypocrite among the elves. My sister was deceived by you, the elven saints were deceived by you, Iluvatar and Ai were deceived by you. I really didn’t expect that even the great lord and his two wise men were deceived by you.

Being able to be deceived by you means that you are so skilled and thick-skinned that you can become a king."

The Elven Sect was so angry that the ancestor of the drow elves was talking about her. She didn't say anything, and directly manipulated the authority of the Holy Path to sweep towards Rose. Rose was not to be outdone, and also used the authority of the Holy Path to fight with her.

of confrontation.

Both of them are high-level saints. Originally, the Elf Sect was slightly weaker than the Drow Elf Ancestor. However, after investing under the Great Lord's banner for decades, the Elf Sect has also gained a lot of benefits, although it is certainly not comparable to Ai or Ai.

Compared with Ilúvatar, but compared with other saints of all races, the benefits she received were huge. The black and yellow energy of the heaven and earth was washed away twice. At this time, against the ancestor of the drow, she actually vaguely gained it.

A slight advantage.

Rose also noticed this situation, and she immediately said in a series of words: "Oh, you are so angry? What did I say wrong? You were the one who betrayed my sister. Ilúvatar back then

When she was sublimated, it was you who abandoned her. Later, it was you who shamelessly joined the banner of the great lord. But now, in this fog

Knowing everything, you are still the first one to choose to kill Ai Yi. Haha, we all know that killing humans at this time can give us blessings from the underworld, and we can also get some kind of essence, the humans we kill.

The more we kill, the stronger the luck of the people we kill, the more special the humans we kill, and the greater the blessing and essence we receive."

The face of the Elf Sect was as gloomy as ice, and she growled in a low voice: "Shut up!"

At that moment, the Elf Sect frantically unfolded all the Holy Paths as if they were desperate for their lives, as if they wanted to perish together with the ancestor of the drow. But seeing her like this, Rose, the ancestor of the drow, was filled with contempt in her heart.

"It's in vain that you are also a high-level saint, and you still act like a villain. You just want to climb to a higher level, see more scenery, don't want to be humiliated by power, force, etc., and don't want to despair again.

I don’t want to dirty my hands and heart anymore... What’s not good about admitting this?”

When she said this, Rose's expression was extremely solemn, but she no longer had the fake smile before. She said while resisting the invasion of the Holy Path of the Elf Sect: "To tell the truth in my heart, I don't resent it.

When you threw me into the abyss, it was our common destiny to go down to the abyss.

As a result of the discussion, if you didn’t leave at that time, you would never be able to leave. You are not considered to have abandoned me emotionally and rationally. I know that my sister must be very sad. In fact, she has been thinking of ways for so many years, but you

...You are actually much cooler than you think,

When my sister was the first to achieve the holy status, what we should have done at that time was to return to the original forest and take shelter in the life camp, especially the tree people. However, you were unwilling to have only your sister to achieve the holy status, so you wanted to take the risk at that time, and

I think my sister loves you the most, especially since you can do anything for me

My sister shared the responsibility and wanted to make the elves strong and establish the clan. She always said good things. At that time, we did not go back to the life camp and still started the adventure. Fortunately, the three sisters of us had great luck at that time, and various adventure results were obtained.

It’s still good, but do you dare to say that you had no selfish intentions at the time?”

"Go back and dive into the bottomless abyss..."

"Shut up!" The Elf Sect roared loudly, and then she started crying. While crying, she said in the most vicious tone: "It's you, it's you, the devil, who is bewitching me. It was you who made my sister take the oath in the first place.

Bewitch me

, when Ilúvatar ascended, you also bewitched me. This time I came to kill Ai. If you hadn't taken action first, Ai would have been unlucky. Rather than being killed by you, it would be better to be killed by me. After that, I

You can also rely on this harvest to protect yourself

Guardian Elf Tribe, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for you... I wouldn't be so merciless. This is also you deceiving me! From the past to the present, it's all your fault, why, why, everything happened to me

You have been in such a desperate situation, you have encountered such humiliation and hell, why can you still laugh, why can you still act as if nothing happened, why can you comfort me and my sister, why, why..."

Rose looked at the Elf Sect with an expression of contempt and ridicule. She shook her head and said: "It's all in this fog. We also know the truth about many things. My sister agreed to the oath. That was just after the mechanism was activated.

, it’s just a trace of power revealed by fate, because my sister is determined to stand side by side with humans and become their allies, and the elves are the first among all races in the wild.

A powerful family in the twenties, with my sister around, I have a profound foundation. When such power joins the human camp, variables will arise, so fate will cause my sister to die or lose her position. You are only tempted by this trace.

The power of fate, but now you should also know that this power of fate may be irresistible to ordinary things, just like those in the fog now

Like the mortals of all races, they all like to eat human flesh and kill human beings. Doing so can make them extremely happy and joyful, and completely arouse the violence and bloodshed in their hearts. However, the holy status is actually different. We all have the holy way.

, this holy way is transformed by the authority of the multiverse, and it is even more so when you reach the high-level holy position. We are all descendants of the multiverse. This deception

In fact, as long as you are willing to resist, there is nothing we can do. Unless your destiny reaches the second stage, or even the possible third stage, if you really love your sister and the elves, you can really resist. At that time, it is just a trace of intention.

It was just a hint of encouragement, a hint of words in your dream, but you betrayed immediately, almost without hesitation..."

"Isn't it the same now? It's all about dreams. This statement can indeed be said to be true for mortals of all races, but for us who have the holy way, is it really so? The dreams of the past are not as good as the reality of the present. The holy way

It is the foundation of our existence. You are talking about dreams. In fact, you are no different from the first ten thousand people who have seen the list of gods. You are just doing it to become stronger, to survive, and for yourself.

That's all, it's just that they didn't expect that this was just a dream from the past, so they became sacrifices, and as their descendants, we can enjoy this shelter, and then we can put money on the faces of these people. The truly innocent people are actually

Aren’t they human beings? Aren’t these bloody fates and eternal night disasters their cry of despair? If that’s the case, then it’s better to tell the truth as a matter of course.”

"I just want to become stronger, I just want to be immortal, I just want to transcend all this, so I can massacre human beings without scruples, without mercy, without shame. This is the reality, like you,

You keep talking about dreams, you keep talking about it for the sake of race, you keep talking about it for justice, it’s so disgusting that it makes me want to vomit!”

Rose looked at the increasingly crazier Elf Sect and sneered, but she no longer struggled with her and penetrated directly into the mist, leaving only the Elf Sect there screaming and going crazy.

On the other side, Ziya gritted his teeth, and his two vampire canine teeth were pulled out from his mouth by himself. This was a vital organ of the vampire, and it was extremely painful after being pulled out. The pain was enough to make

Most of the vampires fainted from the pain, but for Ziya now, this was just the pain necessary to keep him rational and awake.

Since the fog came not long ago, Ziya immediately felt that his consciousness began to become blurred, and an idea of ​​​​wanting to kill emerged from his bones. This idea of ​​killing was not just about killing, but a literal thought.

I want to kill human beings, I want to massacre human beings, I feel that human flesh and blood is extremely sweet, I feel that human beings deserve death, and I feel that the mere existence of human beings is the greatest ugliness and evil in the world.

This thought burst out all of a sudden, causing Ziya to almost fall into a self-thinking collapse. Fortunately, he had experienced countless hardships and various hell-like scenes, and he was still a human being.

The wise man barely managed to save his sanity, but he almost lost his mobility and could not even speak a word.

And deep within the imposed thoughts and impulses, there were still some extremely vague pictures and information, but they were all too vague, even disorganized, and confusing, and Ziya couldn't sort them all out for a while.

Then, just as Ziya tried to suppress the urge to impose in his mind and absorb the messy information, he then activated the backhand that he and Hao had jointly arranged, taking advantage of this opportunity to kill all the races in the forbidden area.

, this is all over.

But before Ziya could regain control of his body, the fog suddenly became thick again, making him fall into the fog, and the forced impulse almost buried him, just when he was about to lose control

, a bright and vast holy light group descended directly, this holy light

The Daoguang Group protected Ziya, and the urge to impose was suddenly reduced a lot. Ziya breathed a sigh of relief. There was only one high-level saint who could help him at this time, so he immediately said: "Iluvi

Your Highness, please take me to the bottom of the base quickly, where there is...you are..."

A giant walked out of the radiance of the holy way. He smiled bitterly at Ziya and said: "Prime Minister, the time I can regain consciousness is very short. In order to avoid leaving traces, don't ask anything, and then..."

"Complete your plan. Please remember your words. If you want to achieve your goals, you must first sacrifice your head."

While speaking, the giant picked up Ziya and threw it into the fog. Then his eyes were dim for a while. When he recovered again, he frowned and said: "Why did I come to the fog? Where is Ziya? Kill him.

, no less than capturing a trace of the great lord’s essence, where is he!?”

(End of chapter)