Total Conceit: Begins To Carry The Confucian Students Through Everyday Life

"I once passed by a strange world on my way to this world, which was so bloated that it almost shattered at the point of being shattered, and it was supposed that such a world had no possibility of survival since its birth, but that world did it.

The invisible spiritual chain firmly imprisoned it in that area. Standing on the waveless sea, 'Mirai' glanced at Ba Bai beside him:

"Although I have been losing, whenever I see you, there is always a trace of happiness in my heart."

His eyes stared closely at the sea below him, and huge spiritual power poured out.

Finally, there was a splash.

The big eyes glanced blankly at the instantly calm sea in front of him, and then glanced blankly at the man next to him who looked the same as himself except for his hair.

Ba Bai took a deep breath.

As far as spiritual power is concerned, these days, with the help of the man next to him, his spiritual power has increased dozens of times, and even he is sometimes shocked by the spiritual power he has now.

And it is such spiritual power.

But he couldn't even make a wave on this guy's spiritual power.

"Don't care, it's just that the direction of mastery is different." Feeling the gaze of the white beside him, 'Future' shook his head and comforted him softly:

"Just like me, I am also shocked that you are obviously only condensed a little, but you can easily bombard the power of my complete flesh."

The comfort of 'future' was in his ears, but Ba Bai's heart did not relax at all, but became more and more solemn:

"That skeleton threw us here, let us condense our bodies and accumulate strength, I mean if, if it is you."

What kind of thoughts are you standing in that guy's position.

"Cat and mouse, enjoy despair." 'Mirai' said with a smile, but then his expression turned flat:

"But this kind of bad game, I believe that guy does not have such a low-level interest."

I think about that skeleton, but I'm very confused.

Ba Bai: "Confused?

"Yes, confused." With his hands in his pockets, 'Future' brows wrinkled slightly:

"If I'm not mistaken, that guy is almost driven crazy by never-ending loneliness and hatred."

Ba Bai did not speak, listening quietly, but his brows became more and more locked.

"The way forward is blocked, and we can only throw seeds out of the world over and over again, hoping to blossom the flower of hope from it." The magic cigarette was lit in his hand, and 'Mirai' took a deep breath, and then stunned:

"By the way, do you want one?" Hanako. "

“...... Your mental power is used for this...? He opened his mouth, but finally found that there was no problem, so he held out two fingers:

"Here's one."

After the two smoks of smoke rose, the voice of 'Future' sounded again.

"The way forward is cut off, but the object of revenge has been hiding in the small room in front of him, watching with his own eyes, but unable to do anything."

"According to you, shouldn't he be more unscrupulous in his revenge?" Ba Bai was a little puzzled.

"That's good." 'Mirai' nodded, and then seemed to be caught in a memory:

"However, I fought him... No, when he was crushed like an ant, he saw

it..." His eyes were full of memories of something and a trace of longing:

"There is a light, it has always existed..."

Ba Bai became more and more puzzled, and wanted to knock on the head of the guy in front of him to see what he saw at that time.

"Yes, there is a light that has always been in that guy's heart." 'Future' murmured, his gaze more dreamy:

"It was an angel who existed in the heart of that skeleton, guarding the last trace of pure land so that the skeleton did not become a monster driven by revenge."

"Angel..." frowned, and Ba Bai rubbed his chin.

Speaking of which, when he first met the skeleton, he had said it.

He had a lover of an angel.

But in the days after that, no matter how he asked, the skeleton always said only superficial things about the angel, and even deeper, did not say a word.

I only know that the angel seems to be a human saint, and the skeleton fell in love with him when he was still a human saint, but because of some things, the saint who was not an angel at that time did not say it, and the skeleton also turned a blind eye because of some concerns.

Until an accident, the saint died and became an angel, and the saint dreamed for decades and turned into dry bones.

How to meet again later, how the angel jumped from the camp of the goddess to the camp of the skeleton, what happened after the decisive battle, why the souls of the other lovers of the skeleton appeared, but the angel never saw it, and the skeleton did not say a word.

"And then?" Letting go of the puzzlement in his heart, Ba Bai asked.

This guy is also a nonsense professional, after talking for a long time, the key point did not come out at all, but he also listened to himself interested.

... Probably, this is the power of gossip....

"That angel kept his last tranquility." 'Mirai' continued to speak, only this time, there was something strange in his tone:

"But while holding on, the angel seems to have been singing some hymn."

"Anthem?" Once again, Ba Bai was interested.

"Yes, a hymn with the power of purification." 'Future' said quietly.

And the atmosphere also froze instantly at this moment.

"The power of purification..." rubbed his brows that were furrowed again, and his eyes were full of puzzlement on his lowered head.

Singing hymns of purification for the skeleton who represents darkness and death as a lover, and has been singing for countless years....

"The hymn guarded the last tranquility in the skeleton's heart, and it also weakened the skeleton's increasingly dark and dead power." 'Future' said, and the doubt in his eyes flashed.

After a year of imprisonment, looking at the ocean without waves all day long, the 'future' has long been gone from the doubts when he first came in:

"I think that since that angel entered his spiritual world, his strength has not increased in the past countless years.

I don't know why he didn't cast out the angel, but it didn't matter. With

his palm raised, the void grasped the scorching sun above his head, and then slowly clenched:

"Our opportunity is in the hymn of the angel, who preserved the last trace of humanity for the skeleton.

And human nature is still lazy, happy to let go, good self-destruction.

After so many years of hard pursuit, even if the skeleton symbolizes absolute death and peace, it is inevitable that it will be infected by that trace of humanity.

Maybe you can't see it on weekdays, but occasionally, you will make stupid moves.

Say.

I don't want to work out again, so I give the enemy time to reshape my body, and I don't want to spend more time combing and recovering, so I give the enemy time to recover my mental power.

At the same time...

"Babai: "Give the enemy a fair battle..." Future: "

Victory and rebirth, then kill the goddess and revive the lover." Ba

Bai: "Failure and destruction, then eternal darkness, waiting for the world that needs death to wake him up..."

Are you a minotaur? "