For a moment, Jingying felt that he was confused, and many questions lingered in his mind.
Why does the erosion mirror have a magic cannon?
Why did the erosion mirror take control of the military formation overnight?
In addition, there are many doubts about the appearance of corrosive mirrors. Who injected the new aura of the old gods into the mirror space? Is it that mysterious man?
As far as the ancient Dharma world is concerned, the mirror space polluted by the breath of the old gods has no value! What does that mysterious man want?
"Are you another person who covets the tomb deep in the Shadow Island?" Jingying shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed: "There is no Kunlun Mirror in the sky. Even if you enter the Shadow Island without a gatekeeper, you will definitely die..."
At this point, Jing Ying's face suddenly became serious, and he murmured: "Qin Weijie... the Four Elephants Sealing God Seal... the Black Tortoise Sealing Spirit... and the power of shadow on him! Why am I so unlucky? Encountered such a evil star!"
"Hey, why are you dazed! Are you waiting to be bombarded by magic missiles?"
When the mirror image was lost in thought, the clear voice of the Moon Vine Priest came.
Time passed quickly, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The Moon Vine Priest was also ready, climbed up to the top of the city, and participated in the defense of the city.
Jing Ying pointed at the magic cannon in the distance and said angrily: "How can we defend it? The magic cannons are already out!"
"Otherwise? Are you still planning to surrender?" Priest Moon Vine teased with his charming eyes.
surrender? Surrender is absolutely impossible!
Jingying knew that once he surrendered, not only would he not be able to survive, but Qin Weijie and Tom would also die, and even the hundreds of thousands of undead souls sent from the Bone Burial Ground would be annihilated.
At the same time, the mirror space will be completely eroded by the old gods, and then use the mirror space as the source to affect the real world, and even affect the secret guarded by the mirror space - the tomb of the gods in the center of Shadow Island
Surrender, never surrender! Even if you die, even if you destroy the mirror space, you can't admit defeat! The thousands of years of peace that were bought through the sacrifices of the sages and saints must not be ruined here!
Jingying firmed up his thoughts, his eyes full of fighting spirit. In the long road of life, there is always something to pursue. The way you seek, even if you die nine times, you will have no regrets!
"Kanskuret! Tyrant! Your time is over...the mirror will be free!"
Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came from the sky. Although this voice was low and hoarse, every word of it seemed to ring in my ears.
The mirror image looked towards the bottom of the city wall, and saw in the distance, surrounded by dozens of vanguard officers, an eroding mirror image nearly three meters tall, with half of its body turned into tentacles, standing on top of a giant eroding mirror image beast.
"Are you the so-called Mirror King? You're just a nobody!" Jing Ying narrowed his eyes and let out a disdainful sigh.
"Tyrant! You have really forgotten me! I am indeed just a nobody, but have you ever thought that a nobody who lets you control your life and death will one day lead you to a dead end!" The voice of the Mirror King full of resentment came, That Youyuan is obviously a person with a story.
"Hehe, it seems you have a story?" Moon Vine Priest smiled confidently.
Mirror Image carefully looked at Mirror King, but for a long time he couldn't find even a shred of information about the other party in his mind.
The Mirror King looked back at the magic cannon that was still moving slowly in the distance, and chuckled with a ferocious face: "There is still some time! Let you die and let everyone know, you! Kansku Rui Special! How does the tyrant of the mirror space enslave us unknown people and drive us to a dead end step by step!"
"I... was just an ordinary mirror image without a name! Or most of the mirror images have no names. In the eyes of you tyrant, we are just projections of human beings in the real world. You gave us life, but you never Treat us as living beings. Five years ago, my body died in the real world, and I eventually became an alienated mirror image, wandering in the mirror space."
Having said this, the Mirror King turned to look at the Moon Vine Priest who looked like he was eating melon:
"Because of the tyrant's rhetoric, you have always thought that alienated mirror images have no intelligence and are just zombies driven by instinct. But in fact, we have intelligence, but our consciousness is sealed in the body of the mirror image. Without the body, we Then you can't control the body and can only let the body's instinct act.
Originally, the alienated mirror had a chance to return to normal. Our spiritual intelligence was sealed in the body due to the sudden death of the main body. However, as time goes by, it can take as long as twenty years or as short as ten years. The spiritual intelligence will gradually recover. By then We will transform into real living beings.
But because the tyrant's selfishness has cut off our way of survival, the tyrant's origin must have been severely damaged and fell into a deep sleep all year round. He urgently needs the power of the mirror image to supplement his own origin, so whenever he wakes up, he will massacre the alienated mirror image and devour it. Our mirror essence. "
"Huh..." The Mirror King took a deep breath and continued: "I also said that we have become alienated mirror images, but our spiritual intelligence still exists. We also have joy, anger, sorrow, and seven emotions and six desires. We also have friends, Family and lovers, although we are mirror images, we are also human beings!
Three years ago, the boy from the Welfare family entered the mirror space. For some unknown reason, the boy did not have a mirror projection. Kanskuret somehow merged with him and actually completed his own origin.
Hey, we originally thought that the tyrant who had completed our origin would no longer harm us. My friends, lovers, and family members and I had imagined that in ten or twenty years, when we regained our intelligence, we would build our own mirror image. society, build your own architecture, write the history of the mirror, and inherit the civilization of the mirror.
At that time, we had no enemies against the tyrant. He was our creator. His origin was damaged and we came from the same source. It is understandable that he plundered our mirror essence and restored himself.
Who would have thought that he would continue to bewitch the boy, and after bewitching everyone who entered the mirror space, he would tell them that the alienated mirror image had no intelligence, that it was just a bunch of monsters and a bunch of walking dead, and that its only value was the essence of the mirror image.
Over the past three years, I have watched my family, friends, and loved ones die under their butcher knives. At first, it was just a few people, and then a group of undead came, thousands of undead, and they slaughtered us all over the world. , just to plunder our mirror essence to enhance our magic power!
In the past three years, the mirror space has been a mine full of treasures for them, but it has been purgatory for us. There are so-called concentration camps in your human world, and you condemn them as butchers, executioners, and devils!
But the entire world in the mirror space is a concentration camp, and all kinds of massacres are happening every day, but you don't care, just because you don't treat us as human beings!
In your eyes, we are just the creations of the tyrant, we are not human beings, so you treat us without mercy or conscience, and you slaughter us for magic power without a trace of guilt in your heart! "
The Mirror King's narration became more and more passionate and out of control, and by the end he was almost roaring, shouting, and roaring.
Under the city wall, there was a mass of black eroded mirror images. Although they no longer had human bodies and each one looked like a monster, at this moment, the mirror images saw sadness, anger, hatred, grievance, and despair on their faces.
At this moment, they seemed not to be mirror images, not to be eroded monsters, but to be strange-looking human beings. They all had their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
"Tyrant! Have you ever thought!! One day, as the creator, you will be overthrown by your own creations!!! We are your creations, but we are also humans!!"
The Mirror King's nearly sound-breaking roar resounded throughout the sky. Dark clouds pressed down on the sky, lightning flashed and thunder thundered. In an instant, heavy rain poured down, and the whole world seemed to be crying.
"Kill!!!" The Mirror King seemed to have exhausted all his strength and said the last word of "kill"!
Following the order from the Mirror King, the heaven and earth were in a state of silence. The mighty corrosive mirror images raised their heads, their blood-red eyes staring at the mirror images on the wall, letting the heavy rain wash away the blood stains on their bodies.
I don’t know who opened the mouth first. There was a noise among the corrosive mirror army at first, then a low drink, then turned into a roar, and finally merged into one sentence.
"We are people too! We are people too! We are people too!"
The deafening roar, the thunder of heaven and earth could not suppress these shouts.
With these roars and shouts, the corrosive mirror launched its final charge. This attack on the city was not afraid of life and death. If you never come back, you will never come back!
Some people died, but not completely...
