The ravings of the citizens of Shenjing seem to have power, and that power is resolutely erasing Gongsun Ce's existence and making his actions vain. This strange scene actually gave Gongsun Ce a sense of familiarity, and he immediately remembered the source of this feeling:
It was a night in the Real Sound State. Qiluo, who had doubts about her own existence because of Situ Yi's trap, fell into such a ghostly and weak state.
He thought of the resurrected Servais, and of the distorted and deteriorating King Morton. The scenes he had witnessed in the past turned into a certain conclusion at this moment. The guided human heart has powerful power, and the intelligence system hidden in the dark side of the imperial capital undoubtedly has similar abilities. But now that strange system has been exploited by the King of Order, and the great power that is usually used to protect a country is weighed down by him alone. on the shoulders!
Every house in the city lit up with lights, and civilians who were not supposed to have anything to do with the supernatural took to the streets to follow in his footsteps. Everyone had a peaceful and joyful smile on their face, and hundreds of thousands of laughter added together were as strange as the cries of crows, which made people feel chilled.
Gongsun Ce quickly bypassed the downtown area of Shenjing City and headed to the sparsely populated suburbs. He had already figured out the principles of this strange system.
"No wonder we have to isolate information about supernatural phenomena... The core is to make the people 'believe'. Believe that there are no abnormal abilities in this world, so the power of 'non-existence' will be weakened by people's hearts, and the existence of the real realm will be stable!"
"The answer is correct. This is the predecessor of the Civilized Front, the cornerstone of the empire established by Emperor Lingyang himself, the secret law that protects the land!" Mr. Lan flew backwards behind him, reaching out to the crowd in the light, "Look, my friend ! What a magnificent and spectacular military force! Your empire respects the power of the collective the most, and at this moment you truly feel the power of the human heart. So many hearts are enough to form a vast ocean. Even if it is as powerful as the Envoy of Creation, it will eventually Will be drowned in the ocean of crowds.”
The lights of the city were left far behind, and Gongsun Ce became increasingly anxious. He couldn't find Yan Qi. The bastard painter seemed to be drowned in the sea of people, and there was no trace of him anywhere. He planned to go to the dark suburbs to find a gap for the time being. The power of the hidden law is determined by the human heart. The places where few people go are the weaknesses of the system.
"If you have time to talk nonsense, why not help me think of a solution." Gongsun Ce smacked his lips.
"You have already come up with a plan. What else do you want me to do?" Mr. Lan spread his hands, "The bonus news is that the King of Order took advantage of a small loophole. In reality, even the emperor can't do this... But then I’m just as busy as I am. It’s an excellent choice to allocate your strength to support first. Trust your intuition and try boldly!”
This blue-haired bastard said he wanted to support but only said some mild words, like a nasty bystander. Gongsun Ce, on the other hand, relaxed a little. He understood the character of King Pingping. This strange man who advocated fairness often helped the weak to suppress the strong. King Ping's lack of actual action means that there is still a chance of victory. If this person really wants to end, it will prove that the situation has reached an irreversible point.
But to what extent is "irreparable" considered by King Pingping? Gongsun Ce didn't want to think about it... He only knew that he had to rush back to reality as quickly as possible.
The conversation between the two happened in an instant. In one breath, Gongsun Ce came to the high wall of Shenjing City. He was about to fly to the dark wilderness on the outskirts, but suddenly stopped.
There was no wilderness, no roads, and no trace of human activity. There is only deep darkness outside the city wall, an absolute nothingness that consumes space itself.
At the moment when he stopped moving, the power of nothingness was still eroding the light. The land and sky were eroded inch by inch by black. The entire world of virtual history was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a painter smearing the scenery on the canvas with ink!
"Oh...it's a bit troublesome, my friend." Mr. Lan sighed, "That petty bastard blocked the space. If you continue like this, you will be formatted and erased."
Gongsun Ce turned around silently and saw the crazy sea of people illuminated by the lights. The residents of the entire Shenjing City are walking towards this city wall, and the millions of people show amazing consistency. No one made any noise, no one pushed, everyone's movements were as precise as machinery. They looked up at the gray-haired young man with smiles and conveyed to him the indifferent announcement from behind the scenes:
"On December 31, 1997 in the Yongguang calendar, there was no superpower named 'Gongsun Ce' in Shenjing City."
The power of silence has no effect. Even if the sound is isolated, it cannot still people's hearts. The power of people's hearts turned into an irresistible verdict, reducing the foundation of Gongsun Ce's existence. A feeling of weakness that he had not experienced for a long time suddenly came over him, as if there were hundreds of millions of poisonous insects flapping in his heart, making it difficult for Gongsun Ce to maintain his thoughts.
His rationality is close to collapse, his thoughts are about to break, and the violent flow of information is washing over his mind. If this continues, he will not even be able to release the manifestation method. Gongsun Ce immediately made a judgment and stabbed himself in the heart with a knife. There was no time to waste, he had to take the risk and pull out the Final Sword and forcefully defeat the King of Order's trap!
"——Now to the super-A out-of-order factor 'Gongsun Ce', convey the verification results of the Brahma-bound space-time integration center."
The sudden human voice spread throughout the capital, and the voice accurately reached Gongsun Ce's ears from the depths of the endless night, like a cold and indifferent thunder.
"First. The liberation of the Final Sword Silent Star Tribulation will lead to the arrival of the super-A out-of-order factor 'King of Silence' in the real world. Without special countermeasures, it is predicted that the destruction rate of the real world will exceed nine out of ten, one hundred More than ninety-nine percent of all living things will perish in one second."
Gongsun Ce's right hand froze in front of his chest. He slowly stretched out his hand and pointed his palm at the noisy crowd as he used to expel the fog. The golden eyes under the lenses were cold and violent.
"Second. The collapse of the only historical system will cause a large amount of information remnants to flow into the real world, triggering a wide-range memory synchronization phenomenon. Shielding the hidden legal system attack will require the erasure of more than 40 million simulated lives. It is expected that after the system collapses, synchronization will occur More than 35 million intelligent beings died."
"The verification results have been communicated, that's all."
The indifferent voice left, and Gongsun Ce was surrounded by overwhelming laughter. The smiling faces turned into red blood in his eyes. He felt like a piece of duckweed floating in the sea of blood in hell. The blood-colored waves came with the weight of life, and the sound of waves from all directions was like howling and wailing. , both forward and backward are monstrous killings.
"You have to come up with a good idea quickly, friend." Mr. Lan said softly, "Otherwise, I will have to help you."
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Modern, Shenjing City.
The end of the year celebrations are in full swing and beautiful lights can be seen all over the city. Lanterns of emperors from past dynasties were erected throughout the city, and citizens passing by clasped their hands together to pray for the emperor's protection. This troubled year is finally coming to an end. People are lamenting all the major events that happened during the year, hoping that the lights tonight can clear away the gloom.
The orange-red limousine arrived in front of Shenjing City on this peaceful day, and the lights under the night illuminated the driver's long beard. Rainbow Wing Minister Celeste Hadrian got out of the car first, took off his dirty motorcycle vest, and put on a luxurious sky blue robe.
"We've arrived, friends." The old man said happily, "Where are you going?"
"Well, I'm going to fight." Qin Ming said.
"I'm going to the palace to end everything before it's too late." Lord Yinluo whispered.
The driver on the side saw the three people with different appearances standing side by side and thought that they might be passers-by who met by chance and got out of the car to chat because of the congestion in the city. No one could have imagined that they had been traveling together for nearly three months, and no one could have imagined the crazy things these strange people were going to do.
"Is this so... I don't have much time, so I have to act quickly now." Hong Yiqing said, "It seems that we have to say goodbye."
"Your car is driving well." Qin Ming waved to him, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye, or farewell forever." Lord Yinlu nodded.
Qin Ming tapped the ground lightly and jumped into the Shenjing City as lightly as a bird. The driver on the side was stunned. He stuck his head out in disbelief and saw the burly red-haired man holding his hands up and shouting loudly like thunder on the ground.
"Disperse!"
Hundreds of cars were blown into the air by the sound wave, and the blocked road was cleared in an instant. The people who were rolled up were stunned and speechless. They saw the fiery red sound barrier breaking through the ancient city gate, and the bricks and stones were overturned and crushed by the huge force. In an instant, the entrance to the empire's capital city opened wide, and there was nothing blocking the red-haired man.
The Lord of the Hidden Law walked into the capital on the open and spacious road. Everywhere he went was as bright as the front of the city gate. No one could approach him, and nothing could stand in his way. He walked slowly towards the palace in the center of the imperial capital, as majestic as a king who had returned from eternity.
"This world is really wonderful. He can live for who knows how many trillions of years, but he is much more anxious than an old guy like me who only has half a day left to live." Hongyi Qing stroked her beard leisurely, "Don't you think so? , the gun of judgment?”
Agent Will appeared silently in front of the old man. He was still wearing a windbreaker and holding a holy spear, with a look of tiredness on his face. Hong Yiqing smiled sympathetically: "It seems that you plan to obtain information first, which is a very wise choice. I don't intend to hide anything from you... and I hope you can see it until the end."
"Ascend to the God's Realm and traverse all things. Strange phenomena·Creation of the world. Pantheon·Blazing Rainbow Heaven."
Nearly transparent wings stretched out from the old man's back, and seven-colored brilliance flowed on the strange-shaped light wings, as gorgeous as the wings of a butterfly. The ever-changing and magnificent world emerges from the rainbow light, and strange mountains emerge from the white clouds. There are gardens and palaces in the mountains. Angels with wings work on the sacred mountains, as if they have arrived in the noble and sacred heaven in mythology. There are seven levels of this paradise, and each level is nested to form a magnificent rainbow.
Agent Will inserted the gun of judgment into the clouds to fix his body, and his desolate phase, the realm of creation, was becoming as thin as a phantom. This was a phenomenon that had never happened before. His World Creation Technique was clearly extended but had no impact, as if he had been "assimilated" by the enemy's magnificent world!
"Celeste Hadrian, you are indeed the pinnacle of Creation."
"I thought you had already guessed it, didn't you?" Hadrian smiled, "Shadow, your job."
The old man's shadow rose from the ground and transformed into Mr. Jinglian dressed as a gentleman. He sighed and took out a parchment scroll with seven seven-color seals on it.
"Good people, rejoice; evil people, lament and mourn; the end is near, and God's announcement is coming - the Seven-Seal Judgment·Final Revelation."
"When I opened the first seal, I saw brimstone and fire streaming down from the sky. The red angel flew away from the sacred mountain, and was given a banner and a crown to lead the divine army in heaven. Then he came out, victorious and victorious. .”
Mr. Jinglian took off the first red mark, and the sky was suddenly filled with an unusually turbid color. Pungent and unpleasant sulfur fell like waves, and manic flames burned the white clouds. A red angel flew up from the seventh heaven, wearing battle armor and holding a battle flag to fight Will. Behind it is the celestial divine army as bright as fire.
Millions of legions completely surrounded the city, and natural disasters of brimstone and fire poured into the earth. The atmosphere of celebration disappeared, just like the angel of the gods blowing the final trumpet, and the destined doomsday has arrived!
(End of chapter)
