"Bo~" "Bo~" "Bo~"
The desperate orange cat stepped on the ground with both feet and walked on the desert in despair.
The balls of her feet stepped on the sand, making a soft sound.
The vast desert is crumbling little by little like a scene on a sand table.
Blocks of defects and cracks appeared in large areas in the sky and on the ground.
"It's over, it's all over."
Annie walked a few steps, cried a few times, and simply lay down, letting the hot sand burn her delicate belly like a barbecue.
"No chance."
"It's all over."
"Everyone is screwed."
"No, it's all gone."
The monk also raised his head and stared blankly at the "truth" revealed after the [Emperor] disintegrated, motionless.
Zheng Xiu looked exhausted and came to the orange cat. He put his hands under the orange cat's armpits and lifted the listless cat.
"Why?"
Zheng Xiu asked.
Annie didn't say anything. She reached behind her back and threw an exquisite mini mirror over.
Mirror.
Mirror.
Mirror.
"ah???"
The moment Zheng Xiu saw the mirror, he thought it was some kind of magical weapon.
But when he held the mirror in his hand, Zheng Xiu quickly realized that it was a real small mirror.
It is small on one side and has a small handle on the bottom, which can be used to dress up the mirror on the hand and put it in a little girl's bag.
Ordinary, Zheng Xiu looked in the mirror for a few seconds in disbelief, and his tired and pale face was reflected in it.
"Stolen."
Anne's voice was indifferent and without any emotion: "I once hid the 'key' to control this world in the 'encryption'."
"This is the last backdoor I left for myself."
"Even if I lose my authority and regress into an inferior existence. As long as I can get here and obtain the 'key', I can regain control of the world and slowly take back everything that belongs to me."
"No more, everything is gone."
The orange cat caught a glimpse of Zheng Xiu still looking around at the small mirror, as if trying to find something. She raised her palm and smashed the mirror with a slap.
"I have exhausted my last source."
"It's all over."
As she spoke, Annie's arm became translucent, looming, with clear veins inside, as if it was about to disappear.
The small mirror was broken by Annie, the mirror surface was full of cracks, and it fell at Zheng Xiu's feet.
Zheng Xiu lowered his head, his face reflected on the mirror, and the reflection was divided into countless fragments.
"Here."
In the distance, the monk with a gentle smile and his dark eyes stretched out his hand towards Zheng Xiu from a distance.
"Brother, can you give me that thing?"
"If you want it, here it is."
Zheng Xiu leaned over to pick up the broken mirror and threw it towards the monk.
The monk couldn't wait to reach out and take the broken mirror in his hand.
"This is impossible!"
After a while.
The monk was so angry that he smashed the mirror at his feet and chopped it off.
boom!
Another kick.
boom!
Every time the monk stepped on it, the room shook violently, and the surrounding area collapsed even faster.
"This is impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
The eight-round light circle behind the monk suddenly turned white as his emotions fluctuated violently, and then suddenly turned black again after a while. The mirror shattered into powder, but the monk suddenly held his head and squatted on the ground in pain, trembling all over.
"Brother!"
"Kill the little monk quickly!"
"Hehehe! Mom! It must be you, it must be you, you are so cruel!"
"Brother! Don't hesitate!"
"Hehehe! Then... let's die together!"
As the color of the light wheel behind the monk changed, the monk also used two completely different voices, kneeling on the ground and roaring hysterically.
Zheng Xiu sighed softly and silently touched the center of his eyebrows. He felt a stinging pain and something in the shape of a dice came out of his body.
There were twenty sides of the dice, nine of which were dimmed, leaving only form two. The other nine blank sides were also covered with cracks. The blood-red dice was now in pieces.
"Stupid cat."
Zheng Xiu didn't call Anne this time, nor did he call Ms. Anne, but called her by her first name.
Anne looked up blankly, her eyes dull. She was so desperate at this moment that she didn't even have the strength to refute Zheng Xiu.
"I ask you again, what is the 'Prisoner'? Was it born from your deputy authority?"
Anne looked slightly startled, she wanted to say she was not sure. She really couldn't be sure. After her deputy powers broke away from the control of "Elegance", each of them turned against the will of heaven and gave birth to their own consciousness. At this moment, Anne could not decide whether the "prisoner" on Zheng Xiu was from her deputy powers. Not to mention that Annie is completely despondent at the moment. Soon, she will turn into a stupid little female cat, marry a male cat, have children, give birth to a litter of kittens, and will live the most miserable and frustrating life.
Even if she commits suicide now, she will soon become a lower life, and eventually turn into a piece of dust with consciousness, experiencing humble and miserable reincarnations again and again.
This is a retrospection. For the Lord and the gods, it is more painful than death, more aggrieved than death, and more undignified than death.
Just like every master will set up a "resource cycle" in his own territory. The decaying corpse will decompose into nutrients, nourish the earth, sprout buds, and grow into towering trees. After a few years, it will wither and become part of the nutrients again.
She, the once great "Lord of Elegance", the supreme being who could crush every world with one foot, will also become a "resource" in her eyes, a "nutrient", and a "cycle" set by herself. part of.
Her mentality collapsed. At this moment, she could only stare at Zheng Xiu with her cat eyes.
She couldn't understand how Zheng Xiu could still be so calm and his eyes so bright even at this point. His eyes were still burning with blazing flames, unlike his eyes when he was facing death.
"Stupid... humans."
Anne ultimately attributed this persistence and "not giving up" to human ignorance and shallowness. Because human beings are ignorant, they do not know the seriousness of the situation, let alone what "despair" feels like.
The moment Anne opened the emperor's "encryption" and took out an ordinary small mirror, boundless despair overwhelmed her.
"'Who are you?'"
Zheng Xiu suddenly repeated a passage to Annie in a calm tone like a narrator:
"'Where are you from?'"
"'Where is this?'"
"'Why do you exist?'"
"'There are thousands of questions in the world, and the answers are already in your heart.'"
"'It's like there's a mirror in front of you.'"
"'In the mirror, what you think is weird can be anyone you want to see.'"
Zheng Xiu's demeanor at this moment seemed a bit strange to Annie.
Sometimes he is confused, sometimes hesitant, and sometimes he is enlightened. It was like a doubt that had been lingering on him for a long time was finally solved at this moment.
The orange cat, who collapsed in despair, didn't want to pay attention to this stupid human being, because she knew very well that without the key, there was no future.
She didn't want to talk. But Zheng Xiu suddenly said a lot of nonsense at this moment. It was undoubtedly another step on the fragile heart of the orange cat, which made Annie unable to hold back.
"Human, do you want to hear what you are saying?"
The confusion, hesitation, and confusion on Zheng Xiu's face faded away in an instant, replaced by a look of relief as if he had seen through everything.
"ah……"
"ah……"
"ah……"
The light wheel behind the monk alternately turns black and white, and the two distinct rays of light reflect the fragmented sky into two colors.
Suddenly, the monk raised his head. The left face looked like a Buddha with a slight smile, and the right face looked like a devil, full of hatred.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
The monk shouted one after another.
"Look, the monk has not given up." Zheng Xiu touched Anne's furry head and rubbed it hard. The once supreme master, the ultimate elegance, the embodiment of elegance, the indescribable existence, the lord of elegance, is now like An ordinary kitten was kneaded into a rattle-like shape by Zheng Xiu's rough hands, and was swayed here and there, back and forth.
"He is right. Human beings are fragile. They can die, be deceived, played with, fooled, confused, frustrated, and desperate. However, it is precisely because of the fragility of human nature that human beings are faced with Perseverance in desperate situations is so valuable and rare.”
"That's why I can't let go of the weak part of my humanity."
"I admit it, I accept it, I face it."
"I am alone."
The angry monk suddenly calmed down.
The light wheel behind him suddenly turned pure black and unfolded the ninth wheel.
The black light emitted by the nine pitch-black rings covered the sky and darkened everything around him.
All the light curtains became pitch black, and all the rooms collapsed into the void.
The monk raised his eyes.
Monk: "This is human beings!"
Zheng Xiu: "This is human beings!"
…
In prison.
The mist was like a wave, silently squeezing toward the center. The rusty cage was covered with cracks, and each root was twisted into strange shapes during the squeeze, as if it would be crushed into powder at any time.
When these words passed through the barrier of space and entered the heart, the palm that was about to extinguish the flames of the ancient sheepskin scroll stopped slapping.
The gray mask held in the left hand of the riddle arm grinned strangely and retreated into the mist as quietly as it came.
Snap.
The gray mask fell on the game table.
The parchment scrolls burned away bit by bit.
Before it was burned out, the writing on the ancient scroll continued to change.
[Compatibility]: [One hundred and seventy percent]
[Compatibility]: [One hundred and seventy-five percent]
[Compatibility]: [One hundred and eighty percent]
[Compatibility]: [One hundred and eighty-five percent]
[Compatibility]: [One hundred and ninety percent]
[Compatibility]: [One hundred and ninety-five percent]
…
A twenty-sided dice full of cracks was spinning in front of Zheng Xiu.
A small flying knife fell into Zheng Xiu's hand.
Form 2: Jinghong.
The flying knife was translucent. Zheng Xiu held it in his hand, and his fingers penetrated the blade from time to time.
Thread-like black electric light lingered on the flying knife, faintly exuding a shocking power.
[Shock] and [Inspiration].
Zheng Xiu looked at the flying knife with [Inspiration] in his hand in surprise, remembering all the things in the past.
This is a flying knife that does not cut the body, but only the human soul.
"Annie."
Zheng Xiu stared at the flying knife, thoughtfully.
"Meow?"
Annie seemed to have completely turned into a cat, squatting on the ground, tilting her head slightly, showing a cute expression.
"Do you think it's possible that a long, long, long time ago, there was such a guy who invaded here, anticipated everything that happened today, and left a puzzle for us to solve today?"
Annie shook her head vigorously: "It's impossible, meow!" She was very sure: "It's impossible! It's absolutely impossible. This is unscientific and unreasonable."
The monk flew up and flew high into the sky.
Space is collapsing, and the desert is collapsing at a terrifying speed. The ground, space, clouds, scorching sun, all scenery in the room, and all materials are now being infected, swallowed, and broken down into wisps of black data flow, flowing upward.
There were nine rounds of black light, and the monk's dark eyes were fixed on the palm-sized flying knife in Zheng Xiu's hand, and he seemed to feel the terrifying power contained in the flying knife.
Whoosh!
The monk clasped his hands together, and the dark light condensed between the monk's palms and compressed into a flower.
The dark flower was like a pure black lotus, spinning slowly in the monk's palm. Drops of dark, viscous liquid dripped from the black lotus petals.
"Brother."
The monk held the flower in his palm and smiled as pure and flawless as the day they first met.
"bring it on."
The monk slowly pushed the black lotus towards the broken world.
The dark lotus is like a black hole, sucking in the twisted and flowing black data flow around it, forming a terrifying vortex, wildly devouring everything around it.
"Son!"
With the collapse of space, the endless desert has been submerged by the black ocean, leaving only a small piece like an isolated island. A door suddenly appeared out of thin air on the isolated island. The white-haired Zheng Haoran was carrying the unknown wolf king on his left shoulder, and the old miracle doctor with his waist bent at a terrible angle on his right shoulder. There was also a shivering cold in his mouth. A tough guy with a broken arm. As soon as Zheng Haoran opened his mouth, Pei Gaoya, the severed arm in his mouth, fell to the ground with a snap and screamed.
Yin Qingqing, Xi'er, Yue Linglong, Ye, Snake, and the other girls walked in through the door, supporting each other. Their bodies were scarred, but the moment they saw Zheng Xiu, they all had bright smiles on their faces.
Qing Shisan, who was covered in burnt black hair, had his hair standing on end. Standing next to him was a little girl with white hair.
Exhausted, Qing Shisan waved to Zheng Xiu, lit the cigarette rod with trembling hands, and took a deep breath.
Just before the door was about to close, a fierce figure rolled in and landed on the ground, just in time to step on the screaming Pei Gaoya's buttocks.
"I'm going to kill you!" Pei Gaoya screamed.
"Red King!"
"master!"
"boss!"
"Master!"
Everyone saw the terrifying scene in front of them. The black lotus was spinning and devouring the last room in the city.
Anne looked in shock at the weak humans who she regarded as "resources" walking out of the door one after another.
According to her calculations, no one of these people could survive every room.
This is a miracle.
But from their faces, Anne seemed to feel that they couldn't be described as "miraculous".
She remembered Zheng Xiu's strange words: "This is human beings."
Zheng Xiu flicked his wrist and launched his flying knife.
