While he was thinking in such confusion in his mind, an invisible terrifying force quietly approached his huge body, which was the power of the Protoss that Yu Ting had recondensed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Yu Ting did not rush to detonate, but let the power of these divine powers and divine souls mixed tightly adhere to the back of the blood pigeon, and then continue to penetrate into it like a stream of water.

As for Chen Guang, even though the thoughts in his mind had already been tormented by that dilemma, his body continued to chase and kill the players around him with the phantom beast instinct of the blood pigeon.

It is said that after an actor enters the play, there may be a situation where he will not be able to play, and this kind of thing could not happen to Chen Guang, who is the world's best actor.

But this time, he found himself in an awkward position.

It's clear in his mind, but he can't control his "body" at all.

The huge body of the blood pigeon may act according to the instinct of a real phantom beast, but it may also be driven by the second personality that he hypnotized by his acting skills.

What made him feel powerless the most was the feeling that he was extremely calm and clear about what was happening, but he couldn't stop it.

In other words, he himself did not know what to do at this time.

Is it to go against the self-restraint that has always been and choose to embark on the desperate path of becoming a true god?

Or do you forcibly take back control of your body, let these mortals go, and then accept the end of the failed mission, and let yourself, the Lord of the Holy Grail, personally feel the mystery of the so-called "reset"?

Perhaps self-sacrifice can appear great, but he is unwilling.

In addition, this time there has been too much change in the mission of the cup realm, so he has to worry about everything in the outside world.

Perhaps, the realm of truth has been completely invaded?

So maybe your own reality is no longer the reality of the past?

As the initiator of everything, as the only person in the whole world and perhaps the whole universe who knows the truth about the Holy Grail, and the only person who can control the power of the Holy Grail, if he dies easily, what kind of changes will it bring?

Will there be an end of the world, the end of the universe?

Chen Guang asked himself, I am sometimes great, but sometimes I may be selfish.

If you really want to lose everything, even if the earth is destroyed, you have no choice, but you always want to protect the people you really care about.

If you die in the cup realm now, then the countless grand wishes made in the past will become a dream.

Parents, relatives and friends, all those who are related to oneself or not, may be reduced to nothingness in a completely changed world, and become non-existent in the first place.

So what exactly do I do?

It seems that you can really only allow yourself to change from a human being to a more "great" god?

Chen Guangzheng was thinking like this, but suddenly felt a little itchy in his back.

He wanted to scratch it, but he didn't have hands, just stiff wings.

Then, a silent vibration suddenly came from his back, but it did not come from a single point, but from the entire back of his blood dove body, moving forward and penetrating little by little.

The terrible impact came so suddenly, silently, but unstoppable.

After the tingling and itching, there is a strong burning sensation.

The "blood pigeon" tilted his head slightly and looked back, but there were no fireworks or smoke.

But the strong impact still spread forward without stopping for a moment, and the intense pain spread from the blood pigeon deity to Chen Guang's original heart.

At this point, he had a feeling that I might have been doused with sulfuric acid.

Then he tried to turn over and rub his huge back against the sand of the Colosseum, but it didn't work.

The never-ending impact continues to spread along the skin of the blood pigeon at the molecular level, just like 10,000 nuclear-powered icebreakers working on the Antarctic continent.

In the distance, Yu Ting gritted his teeth, and all that rang in his head was the resentful and unwilling curses of the rest of the Protoss.

But Yu Ting turned a deaf ear, he had already ignited the divine fire of the remnants of the gods and souls, completely detonating the divine power.

He could not find a second way to kill a blood pigeon.

"Shut up, you fools, don't forget, this is an order from the will of the Origin, and it is not a loss to completely lose this Divine Soul but be able to complete the task, and the will of the Origin will not be disadvantaged to every god who contributes to the Endless God Realm!"

By Yuting's side, Visseni helped him defend himself.

But this is meaningless, at least in this mission space, Yu Ting used his power as the head of the advance team to detonate the power of all the other Protoss, so no matter how unwilling and resentful the other Protoss is, this process is irreversible.

Here, Chen Guang had to stop the footsteps he was about to pounce on the fat man and the genius middle school student, and flipped on the ground again, trying to extinguish the "flame" on his back.

But it was in vain, and the pain penetrated through the skin of the blood pigeon, and then extended inward, all the way to the muscles and bones of the blood pigeon.

In the eyes of others, the blood dove, which had been invincible a moment ago, suddenly fell to the ground without warning and struggled desperately, as if it was in great pain.

After a brief period of hesitation and panic, the remaining players, led by the old man, finally made a decision.

Fight!

Mr. Dang was right before, if the Protoss players died, then it would inevitably be the turn of mortals next.

In the face of the blood pigeon that has entered the third stage, without Mr. Dang, the strongest MT and the strongest output pull monster, mortal players can't see any hope at all.

"Let's do it, Sister Ho He, otherwise we will really miss the last chance!"

Beside hoe He, the elf female archer said again.

Hoe He gritted his teeth, "Wait a minute, I think this pigeon is actually Mr. Dang." ”

She finally voiced her guess.

"How is this possible!"

Of course, the other girl found it incredible.

Ho He said again: "In the previous task eight, Mr. Dang failed to complete the task normally at all, but he did not die. I suspect he triggered a special event and was turned into a boss. Didn't this blood pigeon write on the ground just now?"

"That's trapped! It's this phantom beast boss who deliberately wants us to let our guard down, anyway, it's already starting to slaughter Terran players, and we don't have a choice! Besides, even if it's really Mr. Dang, what's the use of that? He's already in opposition to us, if we don't kill him, we'll die!"

The other girl said emotionally.

Faced with a blood pigeon that was suddenly and inexplicably hit, everyone knew that this might be the last chance.

Hearing this, hoe He trembled, she knew that her companion's words were reasonable.

"Make a decision, we don't have time to hesitate. ”

The elven archer said again.

In the end, hoe He nodded heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay...... All right. ”

In the blink of an eye, the elven archer once again bent his bow and aimed his arrow at the blood dove on the ground, while Hoe He held the hourglass in his right hand and rested his left hand on the handle of the longbow again.

On the other end, the fat man and middle school student who were originally fleeing in a panic also turned around, hung up their equipment again, and killed the blood pigeon who was struggling inexplicably.

The equipment of these two men may look comical, but it is quite powerful.

The production line robot under the seat of the fat man of household appliances is more than ten meters high, and can produce these metal garbage at an average speed of one microwave oven every five seconds, and then project it out with a high-speed conveyor belt on his shoulder, like a battering ram in a film and television drama.

As for the genius boy, although he was wearing strange armor, he did not completely borrow the awakening ability of the fat man, but threw a cloud of gray-black energy from the cockpit from time to time, swayed and floated towards the head of the blood pigeon, and then hit the blood pigeon's body like a blister, but he couldn't see anything strange.

The biggest threat to Chen Guang at this time was still the magic arrow that the elven archer was blessed with a time effect by hoe He.

Almost every arrow accurately hits the vital point of the blood pigeon's body, either in the eye, or in the neck, or even through the slightly open beak of the bird, commonly known as the deep ...... What a throat that.

Chen Guang, who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for hundreds of thousands of years, has never been so depressed as at this time.

This kind of taste may be more painful than the real death when you were in the sea of stalks.

At least that can be a hundred dead, a hundred, and know how many times he will be resurrected after he dies.

That is, it hurts a little, but I don't panic.

Now he was panicking, he didn't know if there were any resurrections.

In addition, the taste in his heart is also very uncomfortable.

On the one hand, it is the torture of his own heart, on the other hand, it is the pain that continues to devour and destroy his body from behind like a corrosive poison, and on the other hand, the human race he wants to protect is killing him.

At this time, his spirit gradually fluctuated, and the self, which had been separated from the body, gradually had a tendency to return to the body and reunite with the blood pigeon consciousness that controlled the body.

But he couldn't.

If his consciousness and body are reunited, what awaits him is that he will immediately become furious and go crazy to the point of completely losing his mind.

At this time, he finally found out why his consciousness was separated from his physical body, which was the sequelae caused by the multiple superposition of the meditation exercises that he had operated in the chaotic labyrinth.

Now this sequelae is going to be dissipated because of his own emotional urging.

Another magic arrow from the archer stabbed his throat and swooped down his throat, turning into pure destructive energy that destroyed the Blood Dove's massive chest.

The pain came again, and the body of the blood dove turned around angrily, flapping its wings and roaring, almost going crazy.

But just as it was about to pounce out, there was a loud bang behind it, and blood gushed into the sky, like a fountain.

This time, the blood pigeon's entire back was gone.

Countless feathers scattered in all directions, carrying shattered flesh and bones and exploding blood.

When others looked at it, they only felt that this huge blood dove had turned into a huge blood flower that suddenly bloomed.

This explosion made the blood dove fly forward again, but accidentally got its feet off the ground, and in an instant, it was immediately suppressed by the last remnant of the magic array.

This blood flower is like slapping someone with a spatula.

The huge body of the blood pigeon shook its feet, and there was no movement.

"Is this dead?"

The fat man tentatively threw out a microwave oven again, and even smashed it directly into its body from the back of the blood pigeon, which was still surging with blood.

But it was said that at this time, Chen Guang, under the stimulation of the sudden outbreak of severe pain, the second personality left in the blood pigeon directly collapsed completely.

His true self was being tugged at by a nameless force to get him back into his massive body.

The tragic situation of the blood pigeon even Chen Guang himself looked at it, and he subconsciously resisted.

On the one hand, he tried to re-condense a consciousness in the body of the blood pigeon, and on the other hand, he tried to run exercises that could calm his consciousness.

But this is all in vain, even if it is a mental and spiritual exercise, it still needs the three aspects of essence, qi and spirit to cooperate with each other.

Now this avian body is simply unable to operate the overly complex human martial arts, not to mention that it has been seriously injured like this.

While tearing and resisting, this incomparably mysterious ideological struggle made his mind fall into another extremely mysterious realm in an instant.

His "soul" was suddenly completely stripped from the blood pigeon's body, and he could even look at "himself" condescendingly.

is obviously still alive, but he has already left his soul, but this trick is not his true body.

In addition, he originally existed in this cup of the middle realm in the state of a spiritual body.

Even if there is a physical body, it should be a fake body created by the Cup Realm with energy.

No matter how real the feeling is, as the master of the Holy Grail of Babel, the experiencer of the cup realm, and the sufferer who really copes with the whole test, he will have a clear understanding in his mind.

He knew in his heart that my body was fake.

But now he has even stripped off his fake body inexplicably.

Chen Guang's mind stayed in place and looked at the miserable situation of the blood pigeon, but it seemed to be flying infinitely free in this cup realm after being stripped from the body.

He wanted to stay awake, but the strong sense of detachment and the wireless expansion of the tentacles of his mind were not controlled at all.

Everything in the Colosseum seemed to be touched by the tentacles of his mind, and not only that, but his consciousness continued to spread to the sky above his head.

At this time, he felt as if he was one with the entire Colosseum of the Killing World, but at the same time, his "soul" was constantly being pulled into the flesh of the blood pigeon.

It's painful torture, but it's also an incomparable pleasure.

He seems to be gradually changing from a mortal to an omnipotent and omniscient god, but on the other side he is a dove that has been badly wounded and falls to the ground and struggles in agony and is unwilling to die.

The illusory body is dying, but the real soul is infinitely expanding.

The threads of thought spread like the tentacles of jellyfish to the sky above the Colosseum, a kilometer in diameter, and kept going up and up.

With the mosaic audience in front of him, Chen Guang originally thought that the blue sky and white clouds over the Colosseum were just high-quality textures, but when his mind really began to spread upwards, he found an anomaly.

There is no textured dome, and the sky may be real.

But there was no limit to his mind, and he was still trapped in the circle of a kilometer in diameter.

His mind spread upwards at a speed completely beyond the light, trying to touch the blue and white clouds.

It's not his own initiative, it's that he can't control his mind at all, just like water can't control itself in a sponge.

The silk thread of the mind is different from the spiritual power, but the mind of his soul body seems to merge with the entire cup realm.

But the middle boundary of this cup is very weird, the plane space is only this kilometer area, but the longitudinal is so far-reaching that it is endless.

Suddenly, there was a pop.

Chen Guang's consciousness seemed to have broken through something.

Then he saw a picture of complete bewilderment.

He saw himself!

It's not the bald head in the cup, it's the real self!

"I" was holding the steering wheel with both hands, looking straight ahead with a painful face.

It's myself out there driving to the airport!

Where the hell am I now?

Chen Guang's consciousness "bowed his head" slightly, and he saw the Tongtian Holy Grail placed on the cup holder of the car directly below!

I rub the class!

Meaning: My consciousness rushed out of the cup!

What the hell is this situation!

Looking at the "self" in front of him, Chen Guang's consciousness was messy.

Wait a minute, is it all of my consciousness or part of my consciousness that is coming out now?

Most of my thoughts are in the cup, and this part of my thinking is coming out now......

Wait, a person's mind should be a complete individual, then I should still be a complete me.

But half of them are in the cup, and the other half is outside, looking at "themselves"?

"Glass?"

Chen Guang tried to call Liuli in his heart, but still no one paid attention to him.

He "looked" out of the car again, and the car, which was supposed to be speeding on the highway at a speed of one hundred and twenty yards, was completely stationary.

He simply floated out of the car and looked up and down, left and right.

In front of him was a world that had come to a complete standstill.

The sun is high in the sky, and its rays are soft.

The wheels, which were supposed to spin rapidly, were completely stationary.

The white smoke from the exhaust pipe dragged in a long straight line behind the car, and the farther it went, the lighter it became.

He could even "see" the "frozen" flames in the internal combustion engine!

The leaves of the trees flying by the side of the highway hung silently in the air, about seven or eight meters in front of his car.

Chen Guang "walked" over, stretched out his "fingers" and tried to touch the leaves, but they touched the void.

Wait, I don't have a finger at all right now!

Chen Guang suddenly reacted that he was nothing more than an existence composed of a piece of thought, and compared to the rules of the external universe, it should be something that did not exist at all.

Also, why doesn't my mind proliferate anymore?

Could it be that in the outer rules of the universe, the diffusion of my thoughts has been suppressed?

Chen Guang's heart moved, and the whole person flew up.

He floated in mid-air and looked at the birds in front of him that were spreading their wings and flying forward, but they were also completely still.

Thinking back to the question of the flow of time in the outside world when he was in the cup realm, he was convinced of the conjecture in his heart.

When you are in the cup, the speed of time in the outside world is indeed changed.

Maybe not completely still, but at least slowed down an infinite number of times.

This shouldn't be something that he could see and feel, but because of the alienation of the killing world this time, it was completely presented in front of him in such an incredible posture.

So now that I'm out, what's going on in the cup?

As soon as his mind moved, his mind returned to the cup, and he could still see the body of the blood dove lying on the ground, and the blood and flesh splashing in the air.

The drops of sparkling red blood were also suspended in the air.

The time in the cup is also out of order.

The mind is in two different planes at the same time, so both worlds become static beings relative to his mind.

Is that okay?

With a sigh of complaining and a long sigh, Chen Guang actually relaxed inexplicably.

The sense of urgency that had not diminished since entering the Killing Realm suddenly disappeared from him.

You may not believe it, but I feel like I've pressed the pause button while fighting the boss.

Anyway, time stands still, I can take a breath and rest!

He realized that there was really no need to rush.

I have a lot of time to think about how to deal with the situation in front of me, because the concept of time is gone!

At this moment, in the killing realm that should have been completely still, Hoe He didn't know that the sand in the hourglass in her right hand was falling down one by one.