Will left time for the two ladies to meet again after a long separation, and led Rei Shigure and Rina towards the office building in Soshou District.
"We still don't quite understand, Mr. Will." Rina asked, "If this girl is the real Ayane Akaguchi, then who is Master Akaguchi?"
Will took out a cigarette and lit it with the tacit consent of the two ladies.
"This is a conjecture I made based on the materials. During the Akakuchi Project, the 'instructors' formulated the direction of the spiritual method for each experimental subject. They hope that Akakuchi Ayane can refer to the myths and legends of Dainichi Tathagata to The emptiness method creates the sun that heals others.
In a twisted way, their plan worked. Under the combined influence of long-term repression, morbid teachings and the special environment of Zero Island, Ayane Akaguchi became severely malignant after she broke through to the gods.
Her method of communicating with the gods was completely infected by her obsession, and she lost the restraints of being a human being. This is the first type of malignancy we are familiar with, the consequences of the rampage of one's own obsessions. "
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Will exhaled smoke and listened to the questioning of another World Creation Master.
"This is a bit strange, the gun of judgment. I have killed a lot of people with the first type of malignant method. What they most often show is the deterioration of the mental side and the alienation of the impermanent method."
"Akaguchi Ayane's impermanence method has indeed changed due to obsession. Her divine communication method has inherited her own memory and knowledge, and is completely independent from the body of Akaguchi Ayane, becoming a person made only of spirit and energy. The existence of the construct." Will pointed out the truth, "And she herself, who lost her power due to malignancy, lost consciousness after that day and fell into a deep sleep under the control of the void."
In other words, Ayane Akaguchi used her emptiness method to create the fallen Buddha, creating the existence of "Akaguchi Sora".
As the incarnation of the impermanent law, Kong Sui naturally has no body. But if Shangruo died and returned to Ayane's body, she would be deprived of her 'self' by the master of this impermanent law and become Ayane's magic again.
Thus, Kongsu began the practice of fixing himself. This unique existence finally reached the realm of Creation by relying on its own strength. At this point, even if Akakuchi Ayane, the original body, is killed, the existence of the void will no longer be affected in any way.
"I originally wanted to try to use the symbolic connection between Ayane Akaguchi and Sora Akaguchi to put a curse on her, so I asked Director Liu Zhongwu for advice. This must be done quickly, because Sora is very likely to discover my actions."
However, when Will initiated contact, what he learned was the information about the Cangdu incident. But now, Kongsu is dead.
Rina thought about the agent's words and asked with some worry: "Mr. Will, will Ayane be charged?"
Shigure Rei gave her a slap in the face: "Are you an idiot? If you really want to judge her, I won't let you bring this girl over. The swordsmith created a knife that can kill people in desperation, but because of the knife Are you going to judge the swordsmith for the crime you committed?”
"Many people would think so! For example, the victims of Master Chi!" Rina retorted unconvinced.
Knives and humans are different after all. Rather than a swordsmith and a sword, they are more like a mother and a daughter, like the original body and a clone.
Events involving ethics and supernatural forces often cannot yield a "yes" or "no" that completely satisfies everyone... And whenever Will encounters these entangled and complicated events, he will put aside his identity and power to Ask yourself as an ordinary person.
He thought to himself that there was no sin in that girl. Then, what he should do is not to punish a ten-year-old victim harshly with rules and regulations, but to summon up the energy to punish those villains who truly deserve their crimes.
"Speaking of which, how is Mr. Jōren doing?" Shigure Rei asked.
"This is the next question. Miss Rina..."
The little witch turned her head smartly: "Let's go to the city for a walk first~"
"When I met Gongsun Ce, I told him that I had traveled thousands of miles to come to support him and that I would ruthlessly collect debts from him when I came back."
"Yi! We won't spread such nonsense to you!"
Rina walked away alone. Will and Rei Shigure stepped into the Soshou Building and came to Liu Zhongwu's office on the 66th floor.
When the two world-creating magicians entered the door, they happened to see a very impactful scene: the black body Jinglian turned into a pool of pus in the Tai Chi diagram, and was cursed cleanly by Liu Zhongwu.
"Is he dead now?"
"I can't ask." Old Liu shook his head, "If things get too late, things will change, so we have to kill him quickly."
Taichitu also became illusory after completing the task, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, making Rei Shigure feel a little distressed.
"I admit that I have just started a new world and have not yet integrated into your social circle, but I have never heard of such a famous person before... Could he be the kind of small tribe founder from the Nanyang Islands or the Polar Circle? make?"
"I don't think so." Will shook his head, "What about you?"
Old Liu closed his eyes, counted his fingers silently for a while, and then spoke gloomily.
"Mr. Will, I won't be official. You need to express your position."
There was no trace of confusion in Will's answer.
"I am an agent of the Mithril Pillar. The Mithril Pillar fights for the rights and freedom of the residents of Ulsters, and for the safety of all mankind."
Mr. Xuanzhi nodded, thinking about his opponent's performance during the battle, and thinking about his attitude of preferring death to revealing his true appearance, and spoke slowly.
"I have a ridiculous guess..."
The midday sun shines through the office window, coincidentally illuminating the three world-creating mages, casting deep black shadows at the other end of the room.
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It was a warm afternoon in the Sky City, but it was already late at night in the country called Usters on the other side of the earth.
Tonight, the State of Glory is brighter than usual because this wonderful place is experiencing a meteor shower that occurs from time to time.
Meteors streaked across the night sky and fell to the earth. The starlight falls on the mountains, sparking colorful sparks; the starlight falls on the fields, turning corn and fruits into giant vehicles; the starlight falls on the river, turning the clear water into milk and honey; the starlight falls on the city, attracting People cheered and scrambled.
People believe that lucky people who touch the starlight will receive incredible powers. Although countless examples have proven that this is just a rumor, and only the prosthetic bodies and weapons of the people are changed by the light, the people of the Light State still enjoy every meteor shower. "Pick off the stars!" People shouted the words passed down from their ancient ancestors, scrambling to reach out to the starlight, until the light finally fell on the lucky person's head.
The person who was lucky enough to touch the stars tonight was a drunken tramp. The lively crowd was chasing the stars, but the stars fell on his head. People sighed in disappointment, then swarmed up and threw the homeless man into the air.
"Bless you, brother!" The citizens sent their sincere blessings to him, "Ancestors bless you to pick up the stars!"
The old tramp stared and saw that his bottle had turned into gold. He raised his arms in ecstasy and shouted: "Ancestors on high! I am prosperous!"
Everyone knows that a gold wine bottle cannot guarantee a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, but who cares? For homeless people and bystanders, this is a happy thing.
The noise of the Star Reachers was quickly overshadowed by the music of the street singers, and the music was drowned out by the noise of the one-person spaceship traveling. The shining silver spaceship drove into the belly of a large whale created by a giant projection. , and disappeared in the artificial brilliance...
There is always something more visible, there is always something new and noisier, but what remains the same is equal opportunity for everyone. This is the largest city in the Bright Light State and the capital of the United States of Ustus. The locals call it Norman Los, while in the distant Eternal Light Empire, people are used to calling it Meteor City.
The ground floor of Meteor City is bustling with activity, while the high altitude of Meteor City is quiet and elegant. On the top floor of the Wesling Building, the elevator door opened silently, and a man walked out with firm steps, stepping forward at a steady pace to the accompaniment of the symphony.
This is a man who often appears on TV and in newspapers. He is 55 years old. For a man, he has entered middle age, but for a politician, he is still young and strong. He has rich experience, having been a soldier, an entrepreneur, and even worked in a newspaper office when he was young. But the years have not left any obvious traces on his face. His brown hair is soft and smooth, his eyes are bright and energetic, and his strong body holds up the black suit, making him look much younger than his age.
The man walked to a wooden door, from behind which the symphony sounded.
"Please come in!" A warm greeting came from behind the door. The man walked into a comfortable and luxurious room. "Hongyi Qing" Celeste Hadrian was wearing a robe, sitting in a rocking chair, closing his eyes and admiring Playing music.
"You came quickly, little Gaius." Hadrian put a bottle of wine on the table, "I remember...um...! You have a meeting with the Ministry of Defense tonight!"
"I pushed." Gaius opened the wine skillfully and poured a full glass for the old man. "Your news is more important than any minister's report."
"Haha! You are very eager...but you have to wait and wait."
The old man swayed in the rocking chair, and the shadow in the light swayed accordingly. But Gaius noticed a very strange phenomenon. The only moving shadow on the floor was the chair... but not the person sitting on the chair.
Gaius Optimis stood silently, waiting, until the red wine was finished, until the chime of the clock tower in the distance rang, and until a new layer of shadow suddenly appeared on the rickety chair.
Hadrian stroked his beard and said with great approval: "You guys did a pretty good job of knocking down my shadow!"
Hadrian's shadow returns.
The shadow changed into a gentleman wearing a hat and holding a cane. A voice came from the shadow, with a depressed tone: "I was really killed once... This means I won't be able to fight for a long time, and I need to take a long vacation..."
"Rest, I don't need you in the sun." Hadrian bent down, reached into the shadow, and fished it out casually, "Let me see the results of this time..."
He pulled out a dragon head from the shadow, and then pulled out a whole giant dragon. As soon as the dragon came out, it was suppressed by Hong Yiqing to be extremely small, and it changed from a giant beast to a toy-like appearance. Hong Yiqing grabbed the dragon outwards until nothing could be taken out from the shadow.
"Seventy-seven dragons, barely enough for research materials." Hadrian looked a little regretful, "It's a pity that little Aurus couldn't be brought out!"
During the chaotic battle in Cangdu, Jinglian actually took away dozens of dragons without anyone noticing! These "trophies" did not stay with his death, but came back with him, back to Hadrian's shadow...
"It doesn't matter." Gaius said without changing his expression, "There will be other ways to shake Shenjing's Brahma boundary."
"How heartless, little Gaius. That's your son!"
"It's a done deal, and there's no point in regretting or lamenting. And if Orus has the ability, he can save his life."
Gaius sat on the chair and looked at the old man intently.
"Forgive me, dear Hadrian. I have a question that I don't understand."
"Go ahead, little Gaius, although I understand your confusion. You want to know why I'm helping you, right?"
Gaius nodded: "Until three years ago, you were a neutral."
Hong Yiqing turned off the music and slowly stood up from the chair. He opened the curtains and stared at the shooting stars in the sky.
“I stayed in the Sky Capital for three years, and these three years gave me a lot of gains, but also gave me some confusion.
After the transfer of power was completed, I was relieved. I plan to make a bold attempt and use a long-term trip to confirm my conjectures in recent years.
I left the earth, bypassed the moon, and headed into the distance... Orange Mars, oblate spheroid Jupiter, gaseous Saturn... They are beautiful and unforgettable. You should see those stars with your own eyes... I continue to look outwards , cold Uranus, stormy Neptune, expelled Pluto... Then, I was shocked. "
Hong Yiqing's tone slowed down, as if he was recalling what he had experienced in the past.
"My trip ends here, and I am puzzled. There is no sight I have seen in astronomy, it is not in textbooks, and it will not be in our academic seminars...it cannot be...maybe there is only eternal light. The emperor knows something about this, but it is more likely that even the current emperor does not understand the real reason..."
The old man felt disappointed, but also a little happy.
"The world. Child. The world is bigger than we think. I had this thought for the first time that day, a thought you can't relate to."
"I am ignorant." Hadrian said seriously. "There are too many secrets in this world that I don't understand. I want to know."
"I cannot understand your thoughts," Gaius agreed, "but I admire your determination."
Hong Yiqing sat back on the rocking chair and returned to his usual kind tone.
"As I often say, little Gaius. I am already 100 years old! How much longer can I live? Three years? One year? Half a year? I don't know, life is full of too many unknown things.
When people reach my age, they no longer care about anything. Family, power, wealth, reputation, justice... What meaning do these things have to a dying old man? I just want to solve this mystery, child, and solve the mystery of the world..."
"There is nothing more worthy of my doing in this world."
Gaius understood his determination and stopped dwelling on the topic: "Your prediction is very accurate. The arrival of hundreds of giant dragons has dealt a severe blow to the fragile realm of reality. Our experiment can begin."
"You think there are too few dragons, don't you?"
"Frankly, yes," Gaius said.
"This number is just right. If the number of dragons increases several times, Emperor Yongguang may have to make some big changes." Hong Yiqing said with a smile: "Slow down, little Gaius! I You don’t have much time, but you are different. You are still young and have plenty of time to prepare.”
"I think the change in the general situation will not give me too long to prepare. Mr. Xuanzhi should return to Beijing in the near future, and the Gun of Judgment will take over the responsibility of the watcher, which will make our local operations much smoother. However, , the conflict has become clear, and the empire will definitely take action in the near future."
"This is the time to calm down. Don't be in a hurry, as you will make mistakes if you are too hasty." Hadrian winked, "Your enemies are not just people from afar... You must also be careful of your allies, child."
"Thank you for your advice." Gaius sincerely thanked the old man.
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The overt and covert fighting surrounding the Sky Capital has only come to an end now. Who loses? Who's winning? This is quite difficult to say. Both sides achieved their certain goals, and neither side achieved a decisive victory. In the final analysis, this is not the final battle, just a midway battle.
And for all the World Creation Law Envoys, it seems that there is one person who really won in the end.
The Lord of the Hidden Law regained part of his power in this battle, and not only that, he also received unexpected gains.
"..."
East of Hezhong, deep in the tropical rainforest. The Lord of the Hidden Law sat on a large rock, recalling the details of the battle.
That was when Master Chi opened the Angry Heaven, and negative emotions turned into crimson and appeared sneakily on people's backs. The Lord of the Hidden Law did not avoid this blow, and a crimson head sprouted from his back...
When he looked at the head, he also saw his own face.
"………………Ah."
However, the Lord of Yinlu did not wipe away the shadow on his face.
He was still a faceless person, a person who had lost his memory, and stepped into a cave deep in the jungle in a daze.
Inside the cave, silk threads are densely covered. Gray lines set up a stage, and a man with a tall hat and a white face stood on the stage, singing a one-man show with great enthusiasm.
"The poison of the sword has been eliminated, and the injuries are no longer there! After three years of cold and hard work, I finally broke through the silence of death, and once I came back, I swept away all enemies in the world!"
Lord Yinlu smiled and said, "When did you become a general?"
"The stage is difficult, even more so on the battlefield!" The Wuxiang God turned his eyes and suddenly shot out several threads, which were submerged into the main body of Yinlu.
In the blink of an eye, the dull look in Lord Yinlu's eyes reappeared, and he changed into the appearance of a young man again. When Wu Xiang saw the master of Yinlu, he remained silent, and after carefully snooping into his heart, he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "You just finished singing and I came on stage. In the end, I am making wedding clothes for others!"
Wu Xiang left the stage, held his head high, and led the dull Yin Lu Master out of the cave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.
Sitting on the big rock in front of the cave was a long-haired man in green clothes. This man carried two knives, one long and one short, and held a small branch in his mouth. When he saw Wuxiang coming out, his eyes lit up.
"Situ Yi, you are really alive!" Qin Ming said happily, "I have been looking for you for a long time. We haven't seen you for such a long time, come and fight!"
Wuxiang Shen covered his face with his sleeves and cried out sadly: "Situ, a scholar, will not fight with military generals!"
Qin Ming thought for a while and said, "If you don't fight me, I will chase you and tell everyone that the Wuxiang God is in Hezhong."
Wuxiang said angrily: "You are a scoundrel and a scoundrel. He has ruined everyone's background in vain. He looks like a martial arts idiot all day long!"
Qin Ming said: "Haha."
"Come on, come on, come on!" Wu Xiang shook his sleeves and said, "One move will determine the outcome!"
"That's not good." Qin Ming rarely sang the opposite tune, "In order to find you, I didn't even have time to reach the capital of the sky, so I had to go through a lot of tricks."
"Alas! This fight is over. You are not allowed to disturb me for three years!"
"Hmm. Okay."
Qin Ming drew out his long and short swords, drawing out thousands of threads.
The world-creating mages who have reached their peak, the strongest people in the world, are fighting again in a remote corner.
