The lightning has switched one round, but the poet is still not dead. His spine turned into the shape of a lute, and the melodious poetry soundtrack stirred up melodious music with the strings of his veins, which was completely different from the tragic situation of the battle.
The believers were still chanting devoutly. Even if their bodies became victims of lightning, they would never move. Lu Ning also felt a stagnation, as if an invisible hand was grabbing her and detaining her in this place. in the world. She didn't expect that these believers would actually use this method to retain her.
"You can't leave."
The poet danced in the air with his dark and fragile arms like dead branches. Amidst the melodious music, Lu Ning saw that the light was spreading rapidly. The collapse and disappearance of the ground was completely unstoppable. Except for the two new worlds created by failure, they were not affected. Apart from the impact, all the rest began to turn into powder of light.
The abyss of light has begun to appear, and the unknown beyond the spirit has begun to swallow up dreams, and the monitor has abandoned this part of the dream to preserve most of the dream world. Everyone who stays here now has realized this.
After Lu Ning killed another believer, she jumped up and rushed into the sky. She held up a purple ball of light in her hand and pressed it down to the ground. She didn't need to save anymore. [Ark] poured out destructive purple light towards the ground. The virus cannon lifted up the soil without any scruples, and even continued to spurt directly into the light below.
"What a brutal force... it's eye-opening."
The poet used a large number of dead branches to pull the living believers up into the sky. Behind him appeared masses of wrinkled skin. These masses seemed to have grabbed something in the air and fixed him in the sky. The poet's face has been destroyed long ago, and now it is a ball composed of some messy words.
"The ghost is still there." Lu Ning felt helpless when she saw that he was so persistent, "Do you really think I can't kill you?"
"You can do it, but you are not in the mood to care about a little person like me. This light should also make you feel scared, right? It can swallow everything. I can feel that even our gods cannot save me from the light. Save me again." The poet gently plucked the strings, "This also gives me the means to compete with you."
"yes……"
Lu Ning once again looked at the land that had not been engulfed by the light. A large whirlpool was formed in the center of the semi-crystal pillar. Everything inside could no longer be seen clearly. However, it was a little further away. There were many places left, and she could see a clear golden path there, a kingdom, a kingdom with its most striking features.
"I don't have any more time to waste with you." She put her hand on her chest.
[Finally...do you want to talk to me already? 】
"With a blank bounty order, I need to mentally descend to the material side." Lu Ning said directly, "It seems that I can only do it if you directly show the material world in front of me."
[It's not that simple - but you can look. 】
Lu Ning felt a heart-warming heat on her hand, and then her heart began to beat violently. The power conveyed by the blank bounty order made her spine tingle. This power was different from what she had felt before. The same, familiar and disgusting.
The poet also noticed Lu Ning's change, raised two withered arms, and wrote two lines of unknown words on the wrinkled skin. These two lines of words actually made the light under his feet begin to surge.
"You can't leave."
Lu Ning covered her heart. Her skin had begun to curl up, just like the state of her mutation when she was in the semi-crystal pillar. A bloody mouth was torn from her chin, and her black teeth Some inhuman roars began to emanate from the bottomless throat.
The poet was slightly stunned. Two skin tentacles attacked him instantly, but were held by a pair of silver hands. These arms came from the mercury-like waves surging behind Lu Ning. The silver "quietness" on her body had completely appeared and began to melt, covering all parts of her body except her head.
Lu Ning seemed unaware of this. She was immersed in the sound of her own heartbeat, and it was difficult to hear external objects in her ears. The materialization of spirit is the same as the spiritualization of matter. They are all complete changes in nature. When she When she finally began to accept the feeling of disgust and began to realize how different her physical self was from the spiritual self, she began to transform into a different perspective.
The poet could see that the black mouth finally occupied almost Lu Ning's entire face, and the spots where the eyes were originally turned into two groups of scarlet light. The cold eyes preserved in the Requiem shone out from these lights, and in the Her right shoulder stretched out a pair of bone wings with a tan film, and the seven joints on it flashed with electric lights of seven different colors, while her left hand turned into a huge arm covered with bone spurs, and the fingers They are all as sharp as sickles, and on the second joint of each finger is a glass ball-like container containing a purple solution.
Although Lu Ning's body did not become larger due to the change, the huge bone wings and thick arms looked like they were not easy to mess with. The poet tried his best to drive the two tentacles to penetrate Lu Ning, but he still couldn't. Not moving at all.
"Uh... this damn light..."
Lu Ning touched her forehead with her almost unchanged right hand. The sound coming out of her mouth had a chaotic echo, but she still retained consciousness. It seemed that she had done the right thing in the first step and must not rise upward.
The poet suddenly let out a scream, and the heads of all the believers he was carrying exploded together. A large amount of light began to surge out from the broken heads of these people. The poet moved his body and threw these bombs of light towards Lu. Congeal.
"May God bless you!"
"Silly fanaticism."
Lu Ning turned into lightning and jumped seven or eight times among the corpses spreading light with great agility. When she appeared again, she was already in front of the poet. She used the sharp claws of her left hand to lightly scratch in front of the poet, a perfect , a circle outlined in black appeared in front of the poet, with detailed attributes of all humans, Type A virus individuals, fusions, buildings, terrain and other attributes in this world.
Even the Shanhe Kan map could not avoid being completely absorbed by Lu Ning during this change. She secretly said sorry to Zhao Chenshuang, and then pointed her finger. Twelve places on the map were marked by blue thunder and lightning. Those ten Both places are filled with remaining believers.
"It's time for ignorant organizations to withdraw, including you."
The poet's dark withered hands stabbed him, but Lu Ning's left hand had already penetrated his chest first, and opened up a hole with blue electric light behind him.
Within two seconds, the surrounding space was distorted dozens of times, and the person who was impaled also changed dozens of times. Finally, he returned to the state where Lu Ning impaled the poet, and the blue lightning mark on the map also changed. One goes out.
"Very good, the maximum killing limit on Judgment Day has been cancelled." Lu Ning raised the corners of his dark lips, "Although it is meaningless, it is enjoyable."
The poet's body is slowly decomposing. The basic structure of his body has been disintegrated when the space is continuously distorted. At this moment, it is shattering into tiny pieces of ashes, falling into the vast light below.
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Meng Juan pulled Tang Ling out of the fighting circle.
"Brother Meng, we can beat them." Tang Ling acted very calmly at the moment. She and the consul had not yet decided a winner.
"Of course, we have endless resilience, and if we use it up, we will win, so there is no need..."
"Brother Meng! Since we can win, why don't we finish the fight?" Tang Ling suddenly turned his head and looked at Meng Juan.
"Because the Abyss of Light has already unfolded. Tang Ling, you can get to know some people in the scene, but you have to remember that except for tourists, they are all passing by."
"Then that kid turned himself into that look to chase us, and he didn't get any response?"
"It's just his own choice." Meng Juan shook his head, "Tang Ling, you are also chasing us, and we have given you a choice. But the result of the choice should be borne by yourself. Chasing a hopeless result, no matter how much you pay, All your efforts will be fruitless. You should understand this - we will leave eventually."
"...Yes, Brother Meng." Tang Ling slowly took a deep breath, "What should we do now? Find our corresponding Type A virus individual?"
"Yes, it is somewhat different from what I originally thought. I originally thought that the day of the Bright Abyss would not come so quickly. We don't have much time. It will take some time to find a way to survive three hours, and with Type A virus individuals Integration is probably the key. You come with me first."
Meng Juan pulled Tang Ling and rushed to the side of the black forest.
The light has not completely eroded this place, but because it has not yet formed a world, the soil at the edge of the black forest has been somewhat broken, making it look like a floating island floating in the sea of light. Meng Juan and Tang Ling landed on the edge of the forest, and the trees in the forest began to sway gently, with a certain rhythm and rhythm, as if welcoming Meng Juan's return.
"But Brother Meng... the master of quitting killing failed, why?" Tang Ling asked doubtfully.
"I'm not sure, so I will give it a try." Meng Juan patted Tang Ling's shoulder lightly, "I will point you in a direction. No matter what, I will ensure that you can leave. Don't worry."
"No, Brother Meng." Tang Ling frowned, "We are all responsible for each other, and I am not responsible for you, and you..."
"When you woke me up, you didn't consider this issue." Meng Juan interrupted Tang Ling, "So I won't consider this issue now."
"This is strong words!"
"Hahaha, who are we? We are never unreasonable." After Meng Juan finished speaking, he suddenly tapped his finger, and a piece of vines closed behind the two of them, blocking Tang Ling's way back. With Tang Ling's strength, it would be easy to tear off the cane and run away, but Meng Juan was not trying to prevent her from leaving, it was just an attitude here.
"Ah...sun, sun, sun."
Meng Juan extended his hand to the forest.
"You are looking at me, you are worshiping me, and you...should also be able to see the real me."
The light in the forest responded to him. Even in the strong glare around him, the sun in the forest still occupied a place. Meng Juan began to walk inside, and soon he entered the blinding range of sun-sun-sun. His eyes could no longer see, but he felt warm in his heart.
"Is this what quitting suicide feels like? Indeed, if this is the case, we will subconsciously make ourselves more positive."
He gave a cold smile.
"It's a shame though, I've never been a positive person."
Tang Ling felt the ground shaking. The originally regular swings of the trees had turned into irregular and wild waving, as if they were encountering a violent storm. For the first time, she felt a little panicked, and couldn't help but want to step into the forest, but she felt an invisible resistance coming from the forest.
"Get out of the way!" Tang Ling waved his hand and turned his flesh and blood into a blade to cut through the vines blocking the road in front of him, and rushed straight into the forest. A nauseating feeling was emanating from the forest. She passed by a stone statue. The stone statue was slowly collapsing, and inside it was a "creature" made of something between stone and wax growing.
"Brother Meng! Brother Meng! Where are you? I..."
For a moment, Tang Ling went blind, but this was something she expected. An echolocation organ immediately appeared in her body, which would not hinder her movements at all.
Until she ran deep into the forest.
She couldn't see or position the other person's appearance and feed it back to her cognitive system. Because it was an amorphous quagmire, and there were three right hands above the quagmire. They all stretched out their fingers and pointed directly above the center from the direction of the triangle.
There is a black star there. The shape is surrounded by a complex astrolabe, layer upon layer. On each orbit, there is a burning planet that is moving slowly, and the orbit of the astrolabe continues to extend outward. , seems to cover the entire forest.
But Tang Ling couldn't see these. She stretched out her hand blankly at this moment and began to explore around like a blind person. She came across the skin of black trees that had lost its moisture, came across some small animal carcasses that were gradually turning into powder, and finally... came across the swamp.
"Brother Meng? What's going on with you? What did you see? Aren't we leaving together?"
"Tang Ling, you have to change your spirit into matter."
The sound of murky water in the swamp vibrated.
"Only in this way can we escape from this dream... Oh... But there is one more thing you must pay attention to..."
Tang Ling put his hands in the mud and listened quietly.
"You can't wake up just because you have become like this. There must be a dream master who personally comes to free you, so that we can truly... wake up. Tang Ling, you go find your corresponding target now, and then... I will send you away. …”
The sound of turbid water began to become unclear.
