081: Majin Genius?
"Do you think the mortal world is real?"
Old man He straightened his body, half a head taller than Gao De, and his tone became more and more condescending.
"Every grass and tree here, all living beings, are just illusory. β
When he heard this, Gao De's heart jumped, and his current self is not the body, and the real body is still soaked in the nutrient solution as the robot's biological battery?
"Everything here is not more than two or three hundred years, not more than a thousand years, and everything will return to chaos. Whether it's you or any other mortal, even if it's carved into rock or even steel, chaos will shatter with the rock and steel when it returns. β
"Since everything has to be done all over again, why bother struggling in every reincarnation? It is destined to have no result, and the harder you struggle, the more painful the result will be, so why immerse yourself in hopeless illusions?"
Hearing these words again, Gao De burst out laughing.
"I really didn't expect it, master, are you still dreaming of immortality? Living for a hundred years is a miracle in the world, two or three hundred years or even a thousand years, what does that time scale have to do with mortals?"
He didn't rush to make a move, the other party seemed to want to bewitch him through his mouth, so he just listened to it, after all, he didn't know anything about the demons outside of himself.
"Immortality...... Mortal...... Hehe......"
Old Man He shook his head slightly, "You really have something to do with the Holy Mountain, which calls us demons and is opposed to mortals. They always put their hopes in mortals, and that's what you know, right? But how do you know that mortals are also illusory?"
"Don't talk about it," Gao De pretended to be impatient, "what age is this, isn't it too naΓ―ve to rely on such vain words to make me doubt the world and deny the meaning of my existence?"
"I know what you're going to say next, that mortals are either biological batteries with tubes in the back of their heads soaked in nutrient solutions, or they are created by some transcendent being...... Well, illusions, or spirits are fake puppets. Only you demons have broken free from this illusory world and sublimated into the real existence of the real world. Demons are actually real mortals, and the holy mountain is the evil existence that oppresses the entire world. β
Old man He was stunned, a little suspicious that he had heard something wrong, "Intubation in the back of the head? Biological battery? What is that?"
"So you're talking to me about philosophy," Gauder sighed, "I thought you were talking about science." β
"You're still you, the one who likes to talk nonsense to change the subject or confuse people," Old Man He chuckled again, as if he was nostalgic for the previous time of master and apprentice. "But whether it was you and me at that time, or you and me now, we are all doing the things that are predetermined, and the things that have been arranged in fate have long been arranged. β
"Scheduled?"
Gao De raised his eyebrows, "Wasn't it arranged for me to be abducted underground and given to the demon to drink as a blood vial? And then kill me with a sniper rifle, isn't it also arranged? Isn't it also arranged to hide on it and want to get my sister as a sacrifice to re-summon the evil demon?"
He spread his hands and sneered, "What is the result? I appeared here, could it be that you arranged it?"
"Of course we didn't arrange it," Old Man He sighed, "It was indeed arranged for you at the beginning, and we were wrong, thinking that we were the only ones who arranged you, but we didn't expect that the Holy Mountain had arranged for you very early." But at the end of the day, you're still a mortal who was arranged. β
"Holy Mountain?" Gao De's heart beat darkly, and he continued to clichΓ©, "The Holy Mountain arranged for me, how could I not know that I was so lucky?"
"Does this need to be covered up?"
Old man He took what looked like a flashlight from his waist, "You are not an ordinary mortal, Gao De. When you bumped into His Highness Nazas, you didn't die, and we were suspicious of you. That shot is both to get rid of you and to test you. Sure enough, even if the heart is broken, it doesn't die, only the holy mountain can do this kind of thing in mortals. β
His gaze fell on Gao De's war knife again, "That knife can erode flesh or soul, even demons can't resist it, obviously it's not ordinary, but the demon-breaking blade of the Holy Mountain." β
Thank you for your brain supplement......
Gao De was laughing secretly, and Old Man He said again: "If you don't know it until now, then think about it." We have indeed arranged for you, not only you, but also many mortals, and this is also to help you get rid of the suffering of this world. Didn't the Holy Mountain also arrange for you? Do you think that the Holy Mountain's arrangement is for you to enjoy happiness in the mortal world? Perhaps, but in the end, the Holy Mountain is also for you to play your due value. The Holy Mountain is no different from us, and your fate is already sealed. β
Gao De's heart sank slightly, of course Old Man He's words were not enough to touch him, but some questions that had been lingering in his heart were hooked up by these words, making him suspicious of the Holy Mountain.
From the detachment of the sense, where did the ability to pinch the demon remnant soul into a figure come from? Is it really just a traverser benefit?
I met Xiaoli in the underground world and enjoyed benefits unimaginable to mortals, if it wasn't a coincidence but arranged?
It is really a coincidence that he arranged himself to stir up trouble in the mahout of elephants, not only dug up the demon but also pulled the empress off the throne of the society?
Xiaoli and Ai Tosaka are both from the Holy Mountain, and if the Holy Mountain paid attention to himself early on and even made arrangements, then all this would not be a coincidence.
"What is your purpose, to destroy the seat of the society and release the demons into the present world, so that reincarnation can come early?"
He was too lazy to bend with Old Man He, and when he spoke, he was also ready with a knife and a pistol. "Isn't that a contradiction with you? Reincarnation is the same, and it makes no sense to postpone it in advance. Or do you demons have any grand blueprints that you think this world is wrong and want to start over according to your ideas?"
"What do you think of us?" Old Man He smiled, "Do you think that we are vassals or even servants of demons? There are also such demons, but their fate is extremely tragic, and in the world of demons, they are just insignificant dust, just like mortals. We are different, our goal ......"
At this point he stopped, took a deep breath, and then continued: "Our goal is not something you can understand, unless you can truly understand the truth that this world is illusory. Whether it is Zhongjing, Daming, or even the whole Aurora, it is all illusory. Your empress doesn't think of herself as an empress, in her eyes the throne is meaningless, and the meaning is only the seat of the society. β
It's really subtle, and Gao De actually agrees with it in the second half of the sentence.
"But it's pointless, you don't believe in ...... yourself"
Gao De said: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have let go of Lingling and didn't bring her down with you." β
Old man He was stunned, Gao De had already dropped the knife and pulled the trigger with the gun in both hands.
The sound of gunfire was endless, and Old Man He was beaten so that blood splashed on his body, and he kept staggering and retreating.
The seven thunderbolts were all out in a blink of an eye, Gao De dropped the thunder gun and picked up the submachine gun, saw the old man He who had retreated a lot, and hissed a cool breath.
Old Man He only had seven more points of light on his body, and the wandering white cracks were quickly swallowed up by the dark red smoke, and even the points of light were rapidly dimming.
At this time, his cheeks were all covered in dark red scales, and his head was elongated as a result, looking very much like a scaly version of the alien. But that's not what scared Gao De, the flashlight this guy was holding actually spit out a scarlet and piercing sword!
What is this?
Majin is a masterpiece?
"Even if it is a mortal who has been transformed by the Holy Mountain, it is only a mortal after all," Old Man He's voice became majestic and inhuman at this time, "As long as you are injured by my sword, it is impossible to regenerate!"
The submachine gun roared, and in the blink of an eye, it ran out of a magazine, but it only hit the old man He with small sparks, and by the way, his robe was shattered. He simply took off his robe, revealing a large body covered in scales, and a thick, pointed tail dangling behind his buttocks, and he didn't know what kind of blood demon had come to him.
He quickened his pace with the scarlet lightsaber in his hand, and rushed in front of Gao De in two steps, just before Gao De picked up the battle knife.
The battle knife and the lightsaber collided, and a large area of blood-red light burst out, and the lightssaber actually slashed into the blade of the war knife. Seeing that he was going to be cut in two, Gao De quickly threw away the knife.
Old man He was stunned again, he thought that this war knife was a product of the Holy Mountain, and it must be indestructible.
Taking advantage of this kung fu, Gao De turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "Don't come to help you yet!
"I see through you!"
The gray mist behind made an ethereal sound, "If you don't have any skills, you can only call people!"
The plush was really chopping the meat filling, and the four Blood Demon Foot Soldiers had been dismantled. Her demonic power is not as capable of disintegrating flesh as the power of evil demons, but it still erodes the wounds, preventing the demons from regenerating flesh and blood smoothly. The level of these demons is obviously not high, and they can't regenerate their entire limbs even if there is only a small piece left, and if they are dismantled to this extent, it is impossible to put them together and put them back together again except that each piece is still wriggling.
The mist threw out a pile of slices of meat, whirring and wrapping around Old Man He. When he was about to collide with Old Man He's lightsaber, it suddenly dissipated without a trace.
The next moment, the plush came out from behind Old Man He, and the thunder gun rang out, causing the old man to shine with white light on his back.
"When I'm stupid, I'm going to hit your scary-looking sword?"
The plush taunt taunted Old Man He, and when the lightsaber pulled the arc and slashed backwards, it disappeared again, leaving only a smug giggle.
"Which tower are you from?"
Old man He was a little jealous of the plush, gave up chasing Gaode, and wandered around with a sword in the same place. "Why do you want to spoil our business? Do you know that this will lead to a needless tower war! If you do it without permission, beware of your life!"
Gao De shrank in the distance and was secretly frightened, in addition to the Bloody Hand Tower, are there many towers in the Gray Realm?
"I'm from the Tower of Gray Bean Sprouts!" plush swirled around Old Man He, looking for an opportunity to start. "I'm the tower master, what is the tower battle? It sounds fun, just fight!"
"It turned out to be a wanderer," Old Man He snorted, "Then don't blame my men for being ruthless!"
As soon as the words fell, the scarlet lightsaber in his hand suddenly exploded more than doubled, and he circled around his body, and suddenly shot out a rolling blood-red light wave.
"Damnββ!"
The plush was suddenly brushed out, screaming and flying upside down. Listening to her scream, she was full of anger, and there were no parts separated from her body, so it should be fine.
Old man He didn't stop after turning around, and kicked a few strides to catch up with the plush figure, ready to mend the knife.
Gao De suddenly rushed out from the side, neither holding a gun nor a knife, but his left hand stretched forward as if he was in a hurry and subconsciously wanted to stop Old Man He.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Gaode. Old man He's lightsaber swirled and slashed at Gao De's neck, "You just brought a little accident after all, and now it's time for things to get back on track." β
In the next moment, light purple filaments of light erupted from Gao De's left hand, like tentacles wrapped around the lightsaber.
At the same time, he flipped his right hand, and there was a dagger with a handle, which came out of the shoe.
The dagger was dyed with a glowing purple light, and it stabbed Old Man He in the chest with a sonorous sound. The dark red scales blocked the dagger, but the purple light seeped into his body through the gaps in the scales like a gossamer, causing Old Man He to freeze suddenly.
His lizard-eyed golden vertical pupils contracted rapidly, maintaining a sword-swinging and slashing posture, and said with difficulty: "You...... How did you...... It's also ......."
"That's right, I'm also a demon," Gao De flicked his left hand and pulled the lightsaber in Old Man He's hand away. Holding the dagger in both hands, he struggled to push the tip of the blade forward, sending in more filaments of purple light, binding his heart layer by layer.
"You didn't expect that," Gao De was still dismantling his will, "this is still thanks to you, do you want to hear what is going on?"
The dark red scales quickly brightened, then dimmed, and cracked. Old man He held Gao De's hand with both hands, trying to break free from the erosion of purple light. But the harder you work, the more dense the crackling of the scales becomes.
"You...... So you ......"
Old Man He's hand suddenly changed to a clench, and his voice became low, "Can you protect Lingling?"