Chapter 1445: The Cost Is Too Great The Last Journey
Blood, killing, death. Mu Yang didn't understand, why as long as there was a place for him, it would definitely be accompanied by these negative things? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't avoid it, could he really be a disaster?
The blood mist that erupted, after condensing into crystals, completely disappeared. Mu Yang was standing on top of a mountain peak at the moment, and he couldn't smell the slightest smell of blood. But this cannot hide the fact that the free people and the four major forces have all been wiped out.
With his hands behind his back, Mu Yang's face was cold and gloomy staring at this so-called new world, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back. What kind of new world is this? Isn't there supposed to be peace, beauty, peace, tranquility?
But Muyang saw no sign of quiet at all except for seeing killing, blood, war, and death. It's not a new world, it's clearly another kind of purgatory, a trap after the blackening of the Qiankun Roulette Wheel.
Holding his head suddenly, Muyang couldn't suppress the excitement and resentment in his heart. I didn't expect that from beginning to end, it was all self-inflicted. Before we figured out the situation, we recast the roulette wheel in a hurry, and now we have made it like this.
He forgot that the first artifact between heaven and earth, the Qiankun Roulette once formed, had its own will. But the young man in Chinese costume who has just been formed, that is, the machine spirit, is still very simple and weak in his thoughts. Muyang ignored the point.
With Muyang's appearance in the new world, there is also his old friend, who has always been like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Until this matter is completely resolved, it will not be freed. In other words, Qiankun Roulette has become bloodthirsty, all because of him.
Beneath the seemingly calm sky in front of you, there is actually unimaginable filth. Muyang forcibly suppressed the grief in his heart, and the carefree monk actually chose to sacrifice himself to fulfill Muyang's condensation of blood crystals, what kind of righteousness is this?
"Huh...... Hehe...... This one, I admit that you won. You don't have to keep dodging, let's come out. Between you and me, we know very well what means we have, so why hide like this?
With a flick of his fingers, a burst of energy shot out. Bang! Bang! A black-purple vortex suddenly appeared in front of Mu Yang. In the whirlpool, a figure slowly appeared, who was it not the Holy Venerable?
"Huh...... Ha ha...... Muyang, although you are smart enough, this time you are still blinded by the situation that is too smooth. Even when this seat was laid out, you can't notice it, it's really sad. β
With a little footstep, Mu Yang's figure rose into the air. Face the Holy Lord. At this moment, the latter, because he absorbed the essence of many clansmen, his entity became very strong. The armor on his body is very strange and seems to be changing.
But now, Muyang has nothing to fear: "Holy Venerable, I have always treated you as the father of Linlin's girl, so I tolerate it everywhere, but you think I am afraid of you." The destruction of heaven and earth has nothing to do with me. β
Hearing this, the Holy Venerable raised his eyebrows and raised a playful smile: "Really, maybe you could really have said such things before." Your Holy Lord, this upheaval in the heavens and the earth really has nothing to do with you, but now, ......"
For Muyang's thoughts, the Holy Venerable Lord knows very well. He lived for love all his life, and he will definitely die for love. This is Muyang's weakness, and it is his death hole. Now, Muyang is too unconfident to say such a thing.
"If you don't care, the destruction of heaven and earth has nothing to do with you, why do you willingly accept the test of the so-called Qiankun Roulette? Do you think it is really just a simple artifact trial? Your idea is still too naΓ―ve. β
One Ruan Linlin can always control Muyang. As long as he can't break off his love, he can't defeat the Holy Venerable. This is the latter's very determined: "Muyang, your bluff is useless to me." β
"I know better than anyone what a girl means to you. You're trying to use the roulette wheel to bring it back, and I've been aware of that for a long time. How do you think I got into this? I said, you're naΓ―ve. β
A love word, although no one can say it clearly, because there is no reason to speak. Once you get caught up in a relationship, you can't even judge everything with common sense. Therefore, this point of Muyang has become a very good existence.
His face sank, Mu Yang's figure flashed, and he attacked directly forward. But although the Holy Lord is as strong as the substance, the change of the virtual and the real, he has been perfected. So Muyang's quick attack, of course, has no effect.
"Haha...... Muyang, you want to get the girl back, as well as your brother, and even your son, but don't you think the price is too great? But this is inevitable, if you can't bear it, then you will never succeed. β
Hit the nail on the head, if Mu Yang didn't have the spirit of decisiveness and sacrifice, he would not be able to touch the Holy Venerable, let alone completely control the Qiankun Roulette. So no matter how angry he was now, there was nothing he could do about the Holy Venerable.
After a while, the figure of the Holy Lord gradually disappeared. During this period, he said coldly to Muyang: "Give you a chance, if you can completely control the Qiankun Roulette, maybe you can still see the dawn of hope, otherwise, everything will be in vain." β
When the Holy Venerable Lord disappeared, transparent souls appeared around Muyang. These are all clansmen who have been involved and lost their lives. Muyang is full of guilt for them, so this is the last chance to make amends, to send them on the last ride.
Sitting cross-legged on the spot, Mu Yang exhaled a long breath, then slowly closed his eyes, erased all kinds of distractions in his heart, and let his divine consciousness enter a completely pure state. It was hard, but he did it.
Above the heavenly spirit, a transparent divine consciousness slowly flew out. Looking at everyone, Mu Yang bowed: "Everyone, I'm sorry! All of this was caused by me." Perhaps, I am truly the destroyer. β
Unexpectedly, many souls did not have the slightest malice towards Muyang. They had a faint, gentle smile on their faces: "No, it's not your fault that all this is, it's you who made us experience freedom." β
Although it was very short-lived, the feeling of that moment was indeed freedom. So when everyone's lives disappeared and turned into ghosts, they figured everything out. Mu Yang was shocked in his heart, and he was quickly relieved.
The hands began to seal, and the aura of the Protoss surged. The Mind Purifying Mantra flew out of his mouth and soon encircled everyone. I saw circles of light appear, purifying every trace of filth on their bodies, and becoming clear.
A moment later, a multitude of ghosts gathered, their faces filled with happy expressions. There was even a burst of laughter. Facing Muyang, in addition to thanking or grateful: "Thank you to the Holy Lord for taking a shot, allowing us to be freed." β
This sentence also made Muyang feel a little comforted in his heart. At least they didn't blame themselves, they were still grateful to themselves. If it weren't for that, then the guilt in his heart would be even greater, and now it's like this, it's good.
"No need to say thanks, you have been liberated, and you have gone all the way. Mu Yang raised his hand and waved, and many yin spirits turned into rays of light, bursting out in all directions, and soon disappeared into the sky.
But Mu Yang thought this was the end, and he didn't find the key. Why is it so easy to purify? Isn't there something strange about this? In this world, it is impossible to judge the occurrence and disappearance of any phenomenon by common sense.
(End of chapter)