Diablo followed Li Qing and stepped into the warehouse.

The warehouses are stacked with stacks, but they are all neatly arranged and orderly, even if they are in the thousands, they do not look messy.

The bright light poured in through the glass windows, making the large warehouse even more empty and spacious.

And the rows of tall columns stacked by crates run through the entire warehouse from front to back, like a series of parallel walls.

At this moment, Li Qing was like a rout who had lost his armor in a big defeat, and turned into the wind and hid in the cover of these city walls.

"He escaped into aisle 2 between the second and third rows of shelves!"

Diablo was in hot pursuit.

At the same time, he remembered the simple terrain inside the warehouse and Li Qing's position at this moment.

Then, his form dissolved into nothingness under the influence of the Ouroboros.

Diablo, who was in an ethereal state, was also able to move, which did not delay his pursuit.

In this short 1-second void process, Diablo followed Li Qing to the No. 2 aisle.

Li Qing's figure appeared in front of him again, only slightly ahead of him by about ten meters.

"Good, he can't escape."

Diablo's form completely disappeared under the influence of the power of time and space.

Traps need to be set up quietly, and they can't be achieved overnight.

Diablo is now "patching" his trap.

He went back in time and, according to the message he had memorized at the moment, instructed the little leader to arrange the delivery according to his request.

And just like that, in the next moment where there was almost no interval.

Diablo returns from the past.

He was standing in the warehouse where he had never been before, in front of the shelves that he had never been before.

Then, the Crimson King tore through a nearby cargo box.

Suddenly a black and hideous large-caliber rifle rolled out of the cargo box, and boxes of magazines that were already full of bullets.

"Well done."

Diablo chuckled and praised the dutiful little leader.

Then, he quickly forgot about this loyal subordinate who did not have a good ending, and cast his eyes full of murderous intent on Li Qing's back:

"That's it, Li Qing!"

A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out in the empty warehouse, and the peace was torn apart in an instant.

A torrential rain suddenly lifted, and bullets were raindrops.

In the midst of the firelight and thunder, the metal storm roared and swept in.

"Guns?"

Li Qing's heart moved, but he felt relieved:

"The weapon was indeed set up by Diablo himself!"

"The most critical link has been filled..."

"The past really can't be changed, everything is going according to the established destiny!"

There was no trace of apprehension in his heart:

This decisive battle may seem dangerous at first, but in fact it is just a curtain call without suspense.

In the time loop without beginning and end, the future is only the past that has already happened, destined to be unchangeable.

And Li Qing had already found clues from his memory, and guessed the script of this final battle in advance.

At this moment, the bullet storm behind him has already hit like a flood.

Li Qing didn't do anything special to deal with it, just tried his best to dodge, avoid, and jump back and forth.

Everything is instinctive and undeliberate.

Many bullets were thrown into the air because of Li Qing's evasion, some fell to the ground, and some chiseled through the shelves.

Some of them shattered the glass so much that they flew out of the warehouse, and they didn't know where they ended up.

But the bullets were as dense as rain, and there were still enough bullets that hit Li Qing's body.

"It's working!"

Diablo was very satisfied:

Accumulation adds up, Li Qing is not really strong enough to the point that King Kong is not bad, and bullets can still cause a certain degree of damage to him.

With these guns in place, his "idle" body can also help increase his output.

What's more, the powerful kinetic energy carried by the dense rain of bullets can also slightly help hinder Li Qing's movements, and if it can hit the joints just right, the effect will be even more obvious.

And Li Qing's speed only slowed down.

Even if it was just a little slower, it would be enough for the Scarlet King to close the distance between them.

However, in just a moment, Diablo and the Crimson King killed Li Qing again.

They were like two pieces of kraft candy, sticking to Li Qing alive.

Everything seems to have returned to the beginning, and the two sides are once again locked in that fierce, deadly, but also boring fierce battle:

Bullets, firelight, fist wind, each blooming and roaring.

Li Qing's HP slowly dropped in the fierce collision.

Diablo's figure disappeared after a brief collision, and when he returned, he was full of energy and strength.

One is Li Qing, who has only one life but thick blood, and the other is Diablo, who can be infinitely "resurrected".

It's like the boss meets a player who is open, and no matter how strong he is, he has to hang.

If it continues like this, Li Qing will be consumed alive sooner or later.

"But will I give you another time to live?"

Diablo laughed coldly in his heart:

Slowly consume Li Qing?

Although the positions are absolutely opposed, Diablo also recognizes Li Qing's ability:

This bald man can play some unexpected new tricks every time, and turn over and counterattack in a desperate situation of ten deaths.

Li Qing made him hate and make him even more jealous.

The longer the time dragged on, the more variables became, and Diablo didn't want to give this tricky guy more breathing time, not for a second.

"You probably think I'm still using old tricks to drain your life force head-on, right?"

"But that Ouroboros wasn't just to regain its strength—"

"I've gone back in time and put all the explosives in advance in this area under our feet at this moment!"

"The timed detonator has long been set up, and the explosive yield is more than enough to destroy your defenses."

"One second, the next second, you'll be reduced to ashes in the flames of the explosion!"

Diablo's mood was stirred to the extreme.

He is like an immortal who has been knocked out of the mortal world, and finally found his former glory after going through nine hundred and eighty-one hardships.

And now, that terrible explosion was about to take his final step to victory.

He will bury his old enemy with a brilliant fireworks, and then re-ascend to the throne in the embers of flames.

Diablo was excited and looking forward to it.

However, just a second before the explosive was about to explode...

Li Qing suddenly stopped his hand in the duge and gave up his defense.

The Scarlet King was caught off guard and didn't have time to react, and the heavy punch that had already exploded suddenly hit Li Qing's chest without reservation.

The vast power of the sea was completely poured on Li Qing.

But Li Qing stepped heavily on his feet, and with the powerful fist of the Crimson King, he shot out like a cannonball towards the rear.

He looked like he had been punched and flew out, as if he had suffered a small loss.

But Diablo was shocked to realize at this moment:

Li Qing: This is deliberate.

He's dodging the explosion yet!

He jumped backwards and flew dozens of meters, as if he had escaped from the center of the most powerful bomb!

Even if the next bomb explodes on time, the aftermath of the explosion alone may not be able to kill the thick-skinned Li Qing.

"How so!"

"Could he be a prophet?"

Diablo felt a chill all over his body.

At this moment, he even wondered if Li Qing had awakened some kind of stand-in of the same type as himself.

But no matter how shocked he was in his heart, how he questioned it.

Li Qingdu had already managed to escape ahead of schedule.

And the bombs that have been laid out will explode soon, and Diablo has no choice but to find a way to protect himself first:

"Ouroboros!"

He used the Ouroboros again, putting himself into an invincible void state.

This 1 second of blurring was enough for Diablo to survive the explosion, and he also wanted to go back to the past to rest and recover, and think carefully about the puzzle of "Li Qing's Unsure Prophet".

And just after Diablo entered the void state of the Ouroboros...

The explosion happened in exactly a second.

A terrifying shockwave roared from the shelves on either side.

The orange-red flames rose into the sky, setting off a powerful wave of air like a tsunami.

The guns melted into molten iron, and the cargo turned to charred ash.

The earth cracked, and the tall and sturdy warehouse walls shattered.

Countless pieces of masonry and rubble splattered out in the blast wave, as fast as arrows shot in all directions.

But Li Qing didn't die.

He flew backwards a second in advance, a distance of several tens of meters.

The aftermath of the explosion was terrifying, but the impact that had been cut down could not completely kill him.

Diablo's plan fell through the cracks.

He stood unwillingly in the embers of the flames, staring at Li Qing with his eyes that had become a little transparent in the void:

"Why... Why! ”

"How did you know there was a bomb here?"

"How did you know that the bomb would explode in this second!"

Diablo couldn't figure out why Li Qing was able to escape this mortal situation.

Doesn't he only box?

How could Li Qing, who only had this kind of fist and foot ability, be able to crack his invincible Ouroboros!

But the answer is actually quite simple:

"Because I remember."

Li Qing said in a calm tone:

"I remember it very well:"

"In this warehouse, every minute and every second, there will be a violent explosion."

"Diablo, you should actually remember it too."

"If you think about it... Why didn't you think about it? ”

As soon as the words fell, Diablo's face suddenly turned extremely pale:

"Remember, is this also part of what I experienced?"

"Then how could I not remember..."

"My memory, my memory is wrong!"

At this moment, Diablo realized in hindsight:

My memory of "today", that is, the afternoon of March 26, seems to have been very vague all along.

But he completely ignored this -

Even, without Li Qing's reminder, he couldn't find that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"It's not just your memory that's going wrong."

"Didn't you notice, there was a problem with your decision-making."

Time seemed to stand still, and Li Qing stood in the unfinished firelight, and said to Diablo in an indifferent tone:

"You could have made the bomb explode and then use the Ouroboros to go back in time and plant the bomb - just like you did on that avenue before."

"But this time, you went back in time and planted the bomb, and then went back from the past to the present and waited for the bomb to explode."

"Why is that?"

did not deliberately arouse people's appetite, Li Qing directly asked and answered the answer:

"Because it's better for me to do that way."

"Otherwise, if you see my dodge in advance..."

"Then when you go back in time, the trap will change for me."

"This...."

Diablo was so shocked that he couldn't speak:

That's right... If you set a trap first and then wait for the explosion, wouldn't you give up your advantage as a traversal ability and bury the opportunity in vain?

How could you not have noticed such an obvious mistake?

Why would I do such a stupid thing that is only beneficial to Li Qing?!

Diablo wondered if there was something wrong with his IQ.

But when I think about it deeply, I think about that terrible truth...

On the contrary, he wished that it was only his IQ that was problematic:

"Difficult, isn't it... Someone did something to my brain? ”

"Someone has been secretly influencing my memory... Manipulate my actions..."

"Made me unknowingly make decisions that were harmful to myself!"

Diablo's eyes widened in disbelief.

He couldn't accept this cruel truth:

If he can't even believe his own brain, what else can he believe?

"Li Qing..."

Diablo was terrified and asked:

"What the hell did you do to me?!"

"Nothing was done."

Li Qing spread his hands and said amazingly:

"At least, I haven't done anything 'yet'."

Diablo's expression instantly stiffened.

He could understand what Li Qing meant:

I haven't done it yet, which means that Li Qing will do it later.

For time travelers, the "beginning" of some things can be placed after the "end".

And what's really scary, what's really desperate...

Li Qing obviously hasn't planted the "cause" of this matter yet, but the "effect" of this matter has already appeared at this moment.

This means...

Fate is sealed.

This will definitely be done smoothly in the future.

Li Qing will definitely survive this battle.

Otherwise, the unplanted cause will never be planted, and paradoxes will arise.

And since Li Qing can survive...

The true winner of this battle is already self-evident.

Thinking of this, Diablo fell into complete despair.

The face that had become transparent in the void state of the "Ouroboros" was even more eerie and terrifying like a ghost.

"Diablo."

"It's okay to tell you:"

"When you're dead, when this battle is over."

Li Qing finally confided the truth in front of Diablo:

"I'll call a friend and talk to him about my story."

"He's a top-notch creator, and I'll ask him to help me come up with a perfect script based on my story that can be used to limit your memory and influence your actions."

"Of course, I don't know exactly what he'll write..."

"But what I know for sure:"

"The result of his creation—"

"Imprint it in your brain now!"

Like a thunderbolt falling on his head, Diablo's body trembled:

At this time, he suddenly thought of the square bench at sunset that day.

Yesterday, at the Toohcho tram stop, he accidentally looked at a stranger's drawing, and then fell for the trick of the other party, and collapsed without resistance.

Immediately afterward, the man, who claimed to be a professional cartoonist, pulled out his paintbrush and swung it at Diablo.

Diablo was terrified, and if Kira Yoshikage hadn't arrived just in time, the devil knows what the bastard would have done to him.

This memory is obviously extremely important.

Such a weird and terrifying experience is definitely impressive.

But Diablo didn't remember it until now, as if this memory was just some inconsequential corner garbage:

"It's him... I forgot..."

"Shore dew companion!"