Chapter 137: Numbers

How to deal with it? This really gave Chongyang a big problem.

Since the other party was so honest, he naturally wouldn't do anything to this cousin, not to mention that the other party also promised to help in attacking the Healer's Guild. Although there is already Hera's Amaterasu reconnaissance and Danielle's internal report, it is always good to have one more source of intelligence.

Faced with Igni's cunning question, Chongyang had no choice but to think about it, and finally decided to adopt a compromise approach, treating the other party as a special partner, and giving the other party the desired return while obtaining the other party's assistance.

"You've explained your espionage purposes, and I certainly can't divulge our information to you, but we can make a deal, just like you want to help us use our attack on the Healer's Guild as a bargaining chip in exchange for information about that experiment. If you want any information about the Phoenix Army, you have to exchange it for some information we want......"

Chongyang said the general plan, that is, to let Ignie herself act as an intelligence agent to achieve covert communication with certain aspects of the empire.

After listening to this plan, Igney readily agreed.

"It's not bad to be a spy, but an ambassador. I'll have to go back and ask my grandfather for advice, but I think this plan should work. The girl blinked.

"Cousin, you really don't know what kind of image you are in the Empire now...... To put it simply, in the eyes of many people, your status is already similar to that of the savior Sayerem. So as long as I can get in touch with you smoothly, no matter what form it takes, even if it pays a certain sacrifice, it is acceptable. ”

Suddenly hearing Sayelen's name, Chongyang's brows furrowed slightly.

"Is it on par with that guy? Hmph, it's just that he's a saint and I'm a traitor. He said a little sarcastically, but also a little self-deprecatingly.

"Cousin?"

"It's nothing ......" Chongyang was unhappy with Sayelen, but it had nothing to do with Igney in front of him.

In this way, the granddaughter of the royal seat healer became a bridge between the Phoenix Army and the Imperial side. It's just that no one can imagine what an important and crucial role this lady with such a special identity will play in the near future, so that as a benefactor of the empire, she will forever go down in history and be praised by future generations.

"After I go back, I will pass on all the information I can collect about the Healer's Guild to the Phoenix Army as soon as possible. Ignie and Chongyang said before the meeting, "I hope it can help you." ”

After sending this cousin away, Chongyang temporarily fell into a state of idleness. What needs to be done has been done, all that remains is to wait.

The cultivation hall of the Human Palace.

Chongyang entered the cultivation tank, linked the catheter with his back against the wall of the tank, activated the function to close the panel, introduced the energy liquid, closed his eyes, and gradually entered a deep meditation state.

Above the horizon, there are stars.

The countless stars in the sky that symbolize the magic system make the sky look like a real cosmic starry sky, deep, complex, and mysterious. These countless thousands of stars represent the mass-produced Upanishads Orbs condensed by the Infinite Mysteries of the Holy Mystery Mage's special abilities.

A star is a mystery, an infinite meaning like a real starry sky, which is enough to completely shock the Big 6 magic world. Although it is said that the Upanishon can theoretically condense countless magic beads, no one can imagine what kind of existence the person who can actually do this will be.

At the cost of never being able to become a legend, Chongyang completely turned to an unprecedented path in order to adapt to his own mutation. No one knows where the end of this path is, and no one knows what the end will be. According to the Flame Demon, it is possible to become an unprecedented, completely new god-level powerhouse, or it is possible to suddenly blow himself up and die one day.

At all times, Chongyang must hold the consciousness of death.

"How long will I live?" he occasionally thought when he was quiet.

One month, one year, ten years...... Or maybe it's tomorrow, maybe even the next second, and the end of this life.

People who have not experienced this brutal reality can never imagine that feeling. Except for the Flame Demon, everyone in the Human Palace beside Chongyang, and even the people in the kendo world and the big world who were proud of him, or who regarded him as terrifying, didn't know what was behind the famous magical fire mage.

Nothing can come out of nowhere.

In a dream, Chongyang walked alone on a road full of blood-colored thorns, with nothing around him. With each step forward, there was a piercing pain under his feet, stains of blood left behind him, and the path was constantly crumbling, leaving only the abyss that meant destruction.

Ahead, I couldn't see the road clearly, only a red haze, and from time to time a monster-like black shadow appeared in it. Sometimes it's a figure with a head that has turned into tentacles, sometimes it's a figure with huge swelling hands and feet and growing claws, and sometimes it's a strange tongue like a long viscera deep in the cracked head with raw flesh wings on its back......

Chongyang walked quietly, only plain, without hesitation, without confusion.

"Is that really good?"

A strange and familiar voice suddenly sounded beside it.

Chongyang was slightly puzzled, turned his head to look, and saw a void pitch black.

"Who are you?"

"I'm you...... I want to ask you, is this really good? Keep going, no matter what you will become, you don't know where you are going?"

Chongyang frowned and was silent.

"Of course it's not good, it feels very bad to walk this road, but this is the only way I can walk. ”

"It's not that there's no other way, it's not that there's no other choice, as long as you learn to give up. A voice in the darkness said.

"Give up what?"

"You know, in order to live better for yourself, you don't have to worry about walking this path, what should you choose to give up. In fact, if you give up, no one will blame you, no one will blame you, and everything will be fine. ”

"I don't know. ”

Chongyang didn't think about it at all, or he had already thought about it.

"I don't know what to give up, what I want to pursue, I shouldn't give up, I don't want to give up. ”

"Why are you bothered? Is it worth it?"

"I don't want to think about what is worth it or not, I just know that what I have been given and what I have received has made me very happy. I don't have any regrets in my life this time. ”

Chongyang said lightly, the pain under his feet was really unbearable, so he stopped for a while.

"It's really good to be alive, it's good that I've been able to come into this world, to live like this, and if it's been arranged, then I'm grateful to that person and I'm glad he chose me. Although there are pains, sufferings, and irreparable sorrows in life, I still feel happy and willing to continue to work hard for this happiness. ”

The voice fell silent.

"That's how I live. ”

Chongyang continued to walk forward.

"I don't know who you are, maybe you are really me, the confused and struggling me. If you need an answer, I'll give it to you now, and that answer won't change, even if you ask me a thousand, ten thousand times. ”

The voice sighed faintly.

"In fact, more than 10,000 times. ”

A faint and cold, gentle and soft, but heavy exclamation, resounded in the dream, as if from a distant place beyond the reach of time and space, it seemed incomparably long and long.

Chongyang was stunned when he heard this, his steps paused, Huo Ran turned his head, his face was full of doubts.

"What did you say?"

"It's been more than 10,000 times, and I've asked you that......" the voice said quietly, "to be precise...... It's 156,277 times, and he has the name of 'yang'. ”

Suddenly, I heard an exact number in the ambiguous and vague words, and the contrast was a little absurd. Chongyang was a little stunned, his brows furrowed, and he tried hard to dig into his memories.

150,000 ...... Six thousand...... 200...... Seventy-seven times?

156277, what does this mean exactly?

It is as if I have unconsciously forgotten a very important fact, and now I think about it by chance, but I can't remember the details.

"Hey, what the hell are you talking about? What does this number mean? Why do I think it's so important, but I can't remember what it really represents?"

"You'll know. The voice said, "You'll find out soon...... The 156,278th ......'yang'......"

The 156,278th "Yang"? Chongyang was completely stunned, and for a moment, the distant and close, ambiguous distortion that he had been able to feel from time to time suddenly came to mind.

"What the hell does this mean tell me"

Chongyang stretched out his hand and headed towards the unknown darkness, where it should have been empty.

There was no answer, and the voice was gone.

In the vast darkness, as if there was a substance, an incomparably powerful pressure rushed towards him, almost squashing his whole body......

......

Huo Ran opened his eyes.

Chongyang opened his eyes in the cultivation tank, and now he maintained a posture of reaching out, as if he was about to grasp something.

"Twenty-six million two hundred seventy-seven ...... Seventy-eight?"

The secret contained in this string of mysterious numbers made Chongyang feel an unprecedented dazedness. Even when faced with the possibility of death in the next moment, he had never experienced such a degree of confusion.

"What did I forget? What did I not remember? The voice...... The self-proclaimed 'me' voice knows something, wants to tell me something?"

The feeling of chaos and absurdity, the feeling of emptiness and confusion that can't grasp the clue, made Chongyang silent for a long time, and finally sighed.

"I don't know...... I don't care about it for now, maybe it's just that something is wrong with my spirit...... The pressure of cultivation is too much. ”

Maybe you should take a break. Thinking so, he was about to open the cultivation tank.

Suddenly, the magic screen in front of the groove flashed, and the image of the silver saintess was clearly revealed after the picture shook a few times.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report. Anjou said on screen.

"What's the matter?"

"Intelligence agents sent by the Phoenix Army to the Shura Alliance have sent back the news that they have found Aja Kales, but the other party is in a very bad place, so they cannot reach him personally. ”

"Where is Ekares, what happened to him?"

"According to the intelligence, the Shattering Maniac Mage was arrested by the direct troops of the Shura League Capital Command Department last night, and was thrown into a first-class felony prison without interrogation, on the charge of ...... Treason. ”