"Have you ever doubted your life?" asked a young and handsome demonic phantom in the depths of the tomb.

From the exact appearance of the corpse lying in the coffin, it is not difficult to tell that he is the remnant of Satan, the former lord of hell, or the remnant of some kind of consciousness.

"Doubting life?" Zhang Cheng obviously didn't quite understand what the other party wanted to express, and subconsciously frowned.

The Phantom nodded slightly, "That's right! Look at the world we live in, have you ever suspected that it is false, or is it controlled by some mysterious force? Have you ever questioned whether you are real?"

Because it's a paradox, an endless loop that can never be proven, and I don't want to waste my time on a boring philosophical question. Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and quickly gave a negative answer.

You must know that in the virtual computer of 19 Ming.

But the problem is that humans simply can't prove whether this is true or just a fantasy.

Because if it is true, as a "brain in a vat", the connection between human beings and the outside world is completely controlled by a super civilization, and it is impossible to discover abnormal places in life like the Matrix, let alone the so-called "common sense".

As a realist, Zhang Cheng is not interested in wasting time on this, even if he lives in a virtual world, he has to make the most powerful virtual code.

"Ahh But that's okay, I have something that can be called evidence, and I'm sure you'll understand what I mean after reading it. ”

The words just fell!

The phantom hooked his finger at the coffin where his remains were kept.

Moment!

The corpse, which had not decayed and deteriorated for thousands of years, suddenly exploded with a bang, and a prismatic crystal burst out from inside.

Before Zhang Cheng could figure out what it was, the crystals began to refract light and shadow outward, eventually forming a realistic hologram in the air.

"It's ......"

"Shhhh The Phantom placed a finger to his lips, his eyes glistening meaningfully.

I saw that on a barren plain, there was a very weak-looking demon, struggling to crawl forward.

It was badly wounded, hungry and thirsty, but its eyes did not give up hope of survival.

But like all cruel realities, willpower can never overcome objective facts, and eventually, exhausted, it stopped crawling and lay on its back on the ground, silently waiting for death to come.

Suffering!

Despair!

Fear!

Just as the poor demon was about to die, a light suddenly fell from the sky, and a black-haired man walked out of the pillar of light.

Because it's the back, I can't see his face for the time being.

The man bent down, not knowing what he said in the little devil's ear, and then the little devil regained his sense of survival and nodded desperately.

Maybe it was on the terms of what was promised, or maybe it was the completion of an unknown deal.

Anyway, the man ended up shoving a black metal ball the size of a fingernail into the demon's mouth.

Just a second later!

The little devil who was originally dying began to grow like he had eaten Jinkola!

After a while, the short, thin, and weak little demon actually grew into a young and handsome big demon, almost no different from Satan's corpse.

What's even more amazing is that this demon, who had just gained power, just waved his left hand and disintegrated everything within a distance of hundreds of meters in front of him into luminous particles that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

There is no flame!

There was no sound!

There are no earth-shattering light and shadow effects!

But it's scarier than any kind of magic or weapon!

Undoubtedly, if nothing else, this is what Satan, the Lord of Hell, experienced when he was a child.

But what made Zhang Cheng curious was who the black-haired man with his back to him was, and what the black metal ball he ate was.

Just when he couldn't help but ask again, the black-haired man in the video suddenly turned sideways, revealing an extremely frightened face.

The reason why I say horror is not because of how ugly the other party looks and is scary to live.

On the contrary, this person is not only not ugly, but also very handsome, but the horror is that he has a striking resemblance to Zhang Cheng.

The eyes, in particular, are full of indifference to life, as if all the rest of the world except for themselves are low-level creatures.

"How is this possible......" Zhang Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his tone full of disbelief.

"Hahahaha!

"How do I know if you made these things out of thin air with magic?" Zhang Cheng obviously didn't trust a stranger so easily, especially if the other party was the famous Demon King Satan.

The phantom spread his hands nonchalantly: "You should understand, I don't care at all whether you believe it or not, I'm just stating a fact." I knew about your existence for tens of thousands of years, and the deal you saw was a promise to deliver the Orb of Destruction to you after my death. ”

"Ball of Destruction?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Yes, Doom Ball. Those who possess it can obtain a powerful power that annihilates all matter. It was with this power that I became the strongest demon that Hell has ever seen. Also, don't ask me who that person is, because I don't know anything. He may be the future you, or maybe he is just a similar-looking guy......"

After saying this, the phantom slowly faded into nothingness and eventually vanished, leaving only a metal orb in the center of the coffin.