Thriller Trainee

Zhuge said quickly, as if he didn't care about the blood pouring from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were very bright, very bright, like a martyr who returned to light.

"In fact, in the transcript of Fengshen Yanyi, Fengshen Bang is not an item that can be obtained through normal routes."

If you have to re-rate the props, there is no doubt that the complete list of gods even exceeds the scope of the S-level props.

Because the copy of Fengshen Kingdom is under the jurisdiction of Tiandao, if you write your name on it after getting this item, you can not only break away from the control of the main system and merge into the name of Tiandao, you can even go to the heaven to find a part-time official and a free **** .

How could this kind of props be defined only by special props? It is not an exaggeration to say that they are artifacts.

It is precisely because of this that the Conferred God List is high in the sky, and it will be controlled by the golden light of merit, so that all those who want to steal it will be peeled off.

Even if it pays the price of life, Gui Guzi is only tearing off a corner of the Fengshen list.

He wrote his name on it, not to mention being in the immortal class, it is not bad to be able to survive.

But for Guiguzi, this is enough.

"I have waited for many years and have been waiting for you."

"So sometimes I often forget that I was already dead."

Zhuge said lightly: "Otherwise, the book of the dead is wrong...huh."

Zong Jiu knew that he was still minding that he had provided crucial evidence in this simplest place.

For Zhuge An, this kind of near-fatal mistake should really be hard to bear.

"Since you are finished, I have one more question for you."

"ask."

Perhaps knowing that he was about to usher in an end that was predestined a long time ago, Zhuge's dark attitude was called amiable.

He didn't seem to have the appearance of sticking to ideals and righteousness alone, walking alone, walking in the dark for so long, but even the arrogance and coldness of the whole body softened and returned to peace.

"You've already reached Xu Sen's death?"

In that S-level copy, Zhuge secretly took the initiative to help Xu Sen. Xu Sen thought that the act of offering sacrifices in his body was too coincidental, and the coincidence was so incredible that Zong Jiu had to be suspicious.

"At the moment when the future is observed, the future is doomed."

Facing this question, Zhuge An didn't answer directly: "Those who try to resist fate will not end well, and the diviner can't reveal the secrets at will."

Guiguzi has already experienced this firsthand.

"Although the purpose of what I do is good, I don't think I can be considered a good person. When observing the future, it has always been my style to use knowledge to get the most benefit."

"No matter what I do, he will always die, Zong Jiu."

The black-haired man looked at him deeply, as if through the magician's pale pink pupils, he could see the soul behind him.

This is the first time that Zhuge An has called his name so seriously. While speaking, he coughed up blood from his fingers.

"You can't save them... and you don't need to take them as your responsibility. This is not what you should expect to respond to."

At the beginning, Guiguzi only embraced the freshness of young people's arrogance.

But more and more people pin their hopes on him, and more and more blood and bones are laid on the ground. Their hopes and wishes, the flashing light in their pupils... all turned into responsibilities and restraints, and became shackles.

They all have shackles.

Zong Jiu suddenly remembered that after the copy of the first middle school was over, Zhuge secretly came to the room to look for him, the conversation they had had.

At that time, Zhuge's position in Zong Jiu's heart was still unkind, and he needed to be vigilant and untrustworthy. After that conversation, the other party's always-obscure attitude suddenly seemed to be corrected, willing to assist, and handed over a lot of information.

At that time, what did Zong Jiu say?

He said: ‘The suffering of these people attracts me because they are not necessary. ’

Zong Jiu seldom said what he really thought in his heart. Because he knows that his true thoughts are equivalent to absurdity, bizarre and weird to most people.

Of course, there is someone else who is so alike that they can understand without saying anything.

But at that time, he thought Zhuge An would think he was indifferent, but Zhuge An didn't.

"I really don't understand you. I still say such things at this time."

Zong Jiu shook his head, "So this is what you have been struggling with until now? Destroy the infinite loop and take others away from here?"

Zhuge was about to speak secretly, and suddenly coughed again.

This time the cough was also intense, as if to cough up the entire lung.

Zong Jiu suddenly discovered that Zhuge An had actually been very thin. It's not that thin, but unhealthy.

Few people actually notice this because they wear a loose robe all day long.

His face was covered with a gloomy lifelike gray mist.

After returning from the Super S Grade dungeon, Zhuge An almost saw no one. Even Zong Jiu and Fan Zhuo deliberately avoided their meetings, and he didn't notice their small movements in private. It was also related to their worse and worse body.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhuge secretly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and his voice intermittently: "If the infinite loop is destroyed, no.1 will also die."

The magician's vision became sharp for a moment.

After a moment, his eyes calmed again nonchalantly.

This is obvious.

Although he never said clearly, Zong Jiu's words "If you destroy the infinite loop, you can't play with you", Zong Jiu paid special attention.

As beings born from evil thoughts, demons are almost immortal.

If he doesn't want to pursue pleasure and excitement himself, and make the transaction prerequisites with the main system.

"If the main system successfully returns to high dimensions, the infinite loop should become a playground controlled by the devil."

The purpose of Zhuge dark is to destroy the infinite loop.

This means... if the infinite loop is destroyed, the devil will not escape.

The magician clenched his fist unconsciously, and his nails left crescent-shaped marks on the palm of his hand.

At this moment, Zong Jiu had always been calm, it seemed that something flashed in his flat to lackluster heart.

It was too fast, it was so fleeting, he had no time to grasp anything.

Yes, it should have been like this, Zhuge dark should have destroyed the infinite loop.

Even the savior appointed by Guiguzi should have inherited Guiguzi's wishes and bring everyone out.

As Zong Jiu said from the beginning, if someone makes a wish to him, then he should achieve it.

Zong Jiu spoke quickly: "What if I don't want to?"

He paused, as if to make excuses for answering so quickly: "Resurrect all those who have died in an infinite loop. This is what everyone expects."

"No, you are wrong."

Zhuge looked at him secretly for a while, his expression was clear, and the smile on his lips faded slightly: "No one expects you to do that."

"Xu Sen doesn't want you to do that, nor do I."

"I don't need you to resurrect me with a universal wish ticket. I don't need it at all."

"We don't need it, don't do stupid things."

Xu Sen does not want to meet the tragedy again in the future, he hopes that Xu Su will survive.

But Zhugean is totally unnecessary. He has lived long enough, the era that belonged to him has long passed, and now he is walking only a ray of dead souls, and when he completes the final obsession, he must return to the embrace of the dead.

The most important thing is that they want the infinite loop to be destroyed more than they come alive.

"Don't you want to go back?"

Zhuge asked secretly: "If the infinite loop is destroyed, you can go back."

"No, the real world is too boring."

Zong Jiu said lightly: "I would rather resurrect you."

Zhuge sighed secretly, and suddenly took out something from the void.

It is an ordinary black cover book.

He raised the notebook in his hand towards Zong Jiu, "Do you know what this is?"

"A-level props, book of vows."

"After using this item, the user cannot disobey an order from the user, or he will die from a heart burst. Unfortunately, you once gave me a drop of blood."

His eyes were very calm, and he didn't mean to start thinking about it a long time ago.

"Regret it? Magician. If I order you to make a wish to destroy this infinite loop..."

Zhuge secretly thought that he would see sorrow on the magician's face, see the disbelief, and see the sadness or humiliation of being betrayed and deceived.

But none of these.

Not only not, but the other party is also quite impatient.

Zong Jiu snatched the book of oath in his hand, ridiculing his tone.

"It's all this time, do you still want to lie to me?"

Zhuge secretly smiled suddenly.

During this short negotiation time, he laughed more times than Zong Jiu had known him since he knew him.

In this way, no.3 is not at all like a man with a deep hatred and a mission, but like a young man with only a weird temper and no gloomy smile on his face.

He spread his hand helplessly, "Leaving the Tarot cards to you is a correct decision, but occasionally it still lacks a bit of fun."

Perhaps no one would believe Zhuge An. But Zong Jiuhui.

Because the Tarot card had already told him that, except for Guiguzi's identity, all Zhuge An had said to him were all truthful.

-Include the phrase "I will never be your enemy."

So he will not force Zong Jiu to do what he doesn't want to do.

Zhuge gave Zong Jiu a look secretly, and his tone became more serious and solemn.

"This is my last request to you, destroy this place, or..."

He paused: "You know what to do."

When he said this, Zong Jiu saw that his whole body began to become transparent.

So they all understood that the time limit was approaching.

However, people who have become transparent don't care about the changes in themselves, and don't care if they are about to die, instead they mutter to themselves: "After so many years, all this will suddenly end, and I'm a little uncomfortable. "

Zong Jiu threw the book of vows that had never been used in the back.

"Since you are so tired, go back and take a good rest."

The white-haired magician stared at the opponent's gradually transparent figure, and suddenly said without end.

"You are so terrible, you won't even let your own death go."

In the end, Zhuge secretly calculated Zongjiu.

He knows Zong Jiu too well.

If Zong Jiu is really ordered to fulfill his last wish with the Book of Oath, then Zong Jiu, who is rebellious, will probably not do that.

Instead, it is now. Doing nothing can achieve his goal instead.

Zhuge used his death secretly to aggravate this request openly.

Because he knew that at the moment he died, this goal was achieved.

In the near future, the infinite loop will not exist, and no one will suffer and linger here anymore.

Zong Jiu looked at him for a long time, and, rarely, he sighed in submission.

"You should be the savior. Compared to me, you are much more qualified."

Whether it is a prophecy or a hard struggle for this purpose, although it is extremely difficult to believe in my future, Zong Jiu thinks that he is not comparable to Zhuge An. There is no other person's spiritual realm that can be called superior.

In the last second before disappearing, Zhuge opened his mouth secretly.

He has a lot to say. For example, the savior does not value the process, but the result.

It took Guiguzi so long to let so many innocent people die one after another.

As for the magician, perhaps before he even noticed it, he had already made the most terrifying great demon be willing to bow his head.

In the end, Zhuge secretly said only three words.

He smiled and shook his head and said. I do not deserve.