Pray a thousand times that you may live the life of an ordinary person.

Twilight, when you open this letter, it probably means that my wish has been frustrated, and you and Arlene are probably in crisis, and even that the situation is so bad that you have to open my relics to find a solution.

As a father, I can't comfort you as I once did. But I believe that at this moment you have grown into a real man, and what you need is no longer a safe haven, but a way to fight against fate.

Although I have cultivated you to exercise consciously since childhood, and it has also laid a good foundation for you, I don't want you to use it one day, but if one day you really ask me for ways to use it, seek so-called power, I will not be stingy with this legacy.

As you can see, the two volumes on the appendix, one of which is the general volume of the supreme technique of the evil genus, which contains the evil genus xing technique possessed by our clan; The other is the general outline of the Jing Ling Illustrated Guide of the Evil System, according to the information on it, you can find a strong enough Jing Spirit as an arm. Of course, both of these come with great risks, and even if you already have physical conditions that are far beyond the reach of ordinary people, you must be cautious.

Although the dangerous road is difficult, with your qualifications, you must be able to obtain the secret treasure of our clan in the shortest possible time, and even go further to obtain the 'Dark Thorn' physique.

At that time, you who can make full use of this power should have the capital to fight with the highest level trainers, and even if the Protoss trainers reappear, it will not be so simple to defeat you.

However, power is always just power, and if you don't use it correctly and with the right mind, you will inevitably indulge in it and it will be difficult to turn back, which is why I have been hesitant and even banned this repeatedly. But I think now you should have your own decision, and you, who usually don't run home and cry when you are bullied, have the impression that there is only one reason why you will ask me for help, and this is what I have always been happy about.

Then, as before, go and crusade against those who hurt your loved ones - my son, the new heir of the Moon Clan, Moonlight!

His hands were clenched together, and the broken hair of the Black Son rose without wind, and the momentum of the whole person changed greatly, like a demon god who came out of the abyss, venting the negative energy in his body.

The obsidian-like source point devoured all the light sources of the Silver Seat, and even everyone's eyes were forcibly absorbed into it, making people uncomfortable and abnormal, but they couldn't struggle for a point.

The vision lasted for a moment, and the Jing Spirit Orb on Moondusk's waist was the first to tremble, letting out a howl like a blood-soaked evil spirit.

On the other side, Jiro, who was tightly covering the wound on his waist, frowned slightly, and raised his head suddenly, only to see a black shadow quickly falling towards him, and the alloy-like exoskeleton seemed to be a heavy slashing sword, falling towards the top of Jiro's head.

Perhaps because of the blessing of his master's power, a faint halo of light ink appeared outside the arm of this iron warrior, cutting the air that had not had time to change in half like a bubble.

Chopping Commander? Is this its second jingling?

Jiro knew this, but he didn't make an evasive move, in fact, it was too late. But the trainer can't avoid it, it doesn't mean that Jing Ling will watch his master in distress.

The sharp blade arm descended and sliced right on top of a giant claw, making a roar that was so strong that it shattered the steel floor tiles within a few meters.

"Kerala", looking at the momentum of the slashing commander faintly suppressing the giant pincer crab, Hao Hong couldn't help but wonder, "That kid's Jing Ling, is it strong enough to compete head-on with the God Destroying Fifteen?" ”

In fact, not only Haohong, but also Laura has some doubts. There is no doubt about the strength of the fifteenth god destroyer, but this child named Moon Twilight is too surprising to be able to compete with the jing spirit formed by the dancing concubine.

"Although the Jing Spirit of the Twilight is powerful, if you really want to compare the strength and qualifications, it is actually inferior to the God Exterminator Fifteen," Yucheng explained dutifully, and slowly slowed down. "However, Jing Ling's own qualifications also include many aspects, such as physical strength, attack, defense, special abilities, special strength, etc....

And if you focus on improving a certain point of ability on the basis of giving up other abilities, you will naturally get a relatively large room for improvement. ”

I see, Hao Hong nodded slightly, even if he recognized this statement, he suddenly remembered that the long-famous lost combat skills of the Royal Academy seemed to have a similar function.

But speaking of which, this child named Twilight should be focused on improving...

"Moonlight, like Shaoqi, is an offensive trainer." Ming continued, "And it's more powerful, and Twilight's attack is even stronger. ”

Is it? Laura thought with amazement, how good would it be if this kid could dig up the Jing Spirit Alliance?

By the way,I seem to have heard that he has a sister who is inaugurating as the king of the four heavens.,Is it necessary?。。。 Touch it?

In fact, Laura didn't expect that the Four Heavenly Kings were on the fourth layer at the moment, watching everything under her eyelids.

Covering her mouth tightly, Lilin held back her voice so as not to be discovered by her younger brother in the arena. She only recently learned that the secret mission didn't exist. Ten years ago, a stupid boy ran to the tomb of the Heavenly King and did such a stupid thing.

It turned out that all the resources that the alliance had opened up to itself over the years were not only out of guilt for him, but also out of respect for Twilight.

The beloved is gone, and the only relative goes to the forbidden place again. She couldn't imagine how he, who was a child that year, came out of the dead and how he got his current identity...

Royal Jingying Trainer Academy-gold*index, a place where the strong gathered, how did he rely on his own strength to climb up in such a desperate situation.

"Arlene, you have a good brother", in the video in the passage, Kazuki leans against the wall, not without feeling. "He's probably fighting for you now, right?"

Li Lin didn't answer, just wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She didn't want to miss a minute, she didn't want to miss ... A campaign launched by your loved ones for themselves.

The Silver Seat, the collapsed arena began to change, and the edges of the cracks that had been cut by the dark blade all burst open, instantly startling many spectators. But before they could complain, the place where the smoke cleared was a silver selves, and the entire viewing platform and the venue slowly began to move, and six tangent lines suddenly appeared in the circumferential auditorium, and the walls were also separated from each other.

Not only the viewing platform, but even the arena is slowly rising, and the silver seat at this moment is like a blooming lotus flower, showing its original appearance.

The viewing platform, which moves evenly backwards, has become six sections, and slowly tilts to the petals;

At the bottom of the rising arena, under the broken steel shards, there was a faint layer of gold substance floating, which was the lotus heart.

"This is what the highest arena in the city, the Silver Seat, really looks like." Knowing the surprise of the trainers, Laura said proudly, "This arena is also as famous as Fangyuan's highest arena, the 'Mountain Stream Cliff'. ”

Mountain stream cliffs? Xiaoxue whispered softly, but saw the stars not far away showing a look of reminiscence.

Kindness... Is it the Fangyuan Arena that collapsed during the battle with that Liuyao?

"The mountain stream has been destroyed, and it won't last long if you want to come to this silver seat, right?" Demon Mercy wrinkled Qiong's nose and snorted.

"If Seven Nights can be born, this silver seat will also 'die well'" Haohong said lightly, refocusing on the movement of the arena.

It has been said for a long time, but in fact, it is only a change in an instant, but it has not been able to separate the attention of the two contestants. As if the attack just now was just before that, the giant claw crab was about to counter the blow, but felt the owner's mind turbulent.

At risk? The giant claw crab reversed Shexing's retraction strength, and it was also thanks to this that it was spared the killer weapon.

"Supreme Technique - Dark Cone - Double Blade!"

The strong wind rose, and the suppressed giant pincer crab suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the crust, and it was randomly blasted out by a strong force.

The "crackling" giant pincer crab fell dangerously in front of Jiro, and I saw that there was already a big crack in the joint of the giant crust that could open the mountain and break the rock.

Secondary attack? Jiro came to a conclusion.,But it's just a two-stage attack that shouldn't be so easy to break through the water honor.。。。 It's clear that it's already ...

"You've already strengthened your defenses, right?" Moontwilight said coldly, taking in the other party's divine changes. "Unfortunately, my supreme technique... This dark cone is a skill with absolute destructive power, the first blow is only the effect of suppressing and strong attack, and the second blow... It is an absolute attack that destroys the opponent's weapon.

That jing spirit can't fight anymore. ”

Is the correct answer to eat the first hit? Never mind...

The other two sees of the left eye also slowly lit up, and the giant pincer crab that inspired the power suddenly stood up miraculously again.

"It's just that you can't attack, so there's nothing wrong with defense," Jiro replied.

"Jing Ling, who drove himself like this, or for the daughter of an old enemy, are you really blind?" Moonlight snorted softly, "I've heard, the Kiriha clan... But it was all wiped out in the war of ten years ago...

Don't you have a little hatred for the death of those loved ones who used to live with you?! ”

"Hate?" To everyone's surprise, Jiro showed an expression that was not very understanding, and randomly he stroked his chest, "Hatred? Is it hatred? I don't know, I don't understand, probably ... No, I don't ... ”

The question in the different pupils could not deceive the trainers on the fifth layer, they could see that he was... I really don't know what hatred is...

"Maybe it's been too long, I forgot about it," Jiro said slowly, holding his left chest with one hand, "I always feel like it's empty here?" ”

"Empty?" Twilight was stunned for a moment, and laughed slowly, with a burst of contempt in her eyes, as if she had heard some outdated cold joke. "How could it be empty?"

"Why, impossible?" Jiro asked very seriously,

"Because we're human ... Moonlight raised her head high and looked down at each other, "We have wisdom, we have feelings, we... Unlike the beast ... And the same is true where we differ most from them ...

Beasts, as long as they fill their stomachs;

And we must not only fill our stomachs, but also our hearts! ”

Fingers folded, clenched into fists, Moonlight said angrily,

"Got it, bastard! A human heart can be red, black, dirty, but it can never be empty!

Even if it is loneliness, even if it is empty feelings, it is necessary to fill that space, because people cannot be stripped of the existence of feelings! ”

The ethereal characters are gone, and the moonlight has lost its resistance.

"But it seems that you don't understand heresy? It's okay, I'll help your people by the way, and eliminate you as an alien."

Dark balls of light filled the space around Jiro, between his legs, on his waist, on his chest, on top of his head,

"Supreme Technique-Evil Wave Black Yao Tower!"

In the sudden red light, the purple se's soul hook eyes shook their hands, as if they were weaving some artwork, and cao controlled the fluctuation of the evil genus xing's power... Explode...

The dense black ses filled the space where Jiro and the giant pincer crab were at some point, and then all of them were centered on the trainer and Jing Ling, and they quickly gathered and collapsed - causing a powerful explosion!

That dull black selage xing power, after bursting, converged into a spire more than ten meters high, destroying and crushing everything.

"Die, Kiritha Jiro" said slowly in the dark glow of the fallen,

Kiripaba's trainer, who was defeated like this? On the fifth floor, Xingchen thought so, but this is not what should be paid attention to now. That Kiriha Jiro showed.。。。 It's a little weird. I always feel that there are some very familiar qualities in him, where is it? Indifferent? Kindness... It seems that there is a kind of... The taste is similar to 'Spiegel', but it is stronger.

The complicated thoughts extended, and the stars couldn't help but think about how the Tongye clan fell. . . What level of combat would have created such a strange trainer?

Indeed, he had no way of knowing what had happened that year. For all the creatures who have witnessed it have all died. No, maybe there's one left.

In that distant place, inside the Samale base, an ornament hanging from Satan's waist suddenly trembled.

Dream demons? Satan frowned, this jing spirit was obtained by him from the remnants of the paulownia leaves, and he also took great risks to achieve the existence of a certain contract.

If he hadn't had a good reason, he would have been killed by this guy a long time ago. After all, as a former collaborator of Kiritha, the Dream Demon didn't mind doing some extra errands for his dead owner.

Could it be that this guy wants to break the contract? Satan thought so, but then settled down, probably not... It's too early to turn the other cheek.

But with such a violent mood swing, this guy shouldn't be thinking about something, right?

The truth was just as he thought, the sleeping dream demon at the moment inadvertently recalled everything that happened on a certain night, everything that was sensational.

——Ten years ago, the secret realm of paulownia leaves

This was originally a beautiful secret land, a garden that was originally peaceful, and a vibrant area, but at this moment it has turned into a Shura hell, burning flames, broken stone carvings, and mutilated corpses all over the place, among which there are many Jing Ling, and there are also many men and women wearing azure se costumes. However, despite the difference in appearance, the life hidden in the still warm body is long gone, and they... It has become a corner of history.

And on the only prototype altar that was still well preserved, there were still more than a dozen trainers and jing spirits who still had a glimmer of life still gasping violently, but those colorful eyes were either angry or gloomy at the moment.

But even so, the Jing Spirits around them still exude a dangerous aura, and the so-called fierce beasts are nothing more than that.

"Ahem~ ahem, I didn't expect that... Cough... The thousand-year-old prince is so strong", the elder who came first clutched his chest, as if to stop the blood from the three wounds from flowing out and save his own life.

"He probably hasn't gone all out yet, and the reason why this battle can break through the outer wall defense of my Tongye clan is mostly from within~" The girl on the side stopped talking, and the god moved to the little boy who was sleeping on the altar.

The little boy was not as badly injured as he had imagined, at best it was too much of a wound and a fright, and if he could recuperate, he would probably still be able to bounce around vigorously.

But if it weren't for him, if he wasn't too messy, if he didn't want to go out too much, how could he be waiting for an opportunity for foreign enemies to enter, causing my Tongye clan to be almost wiped out.

But no matter how resentful she is, the girl can't kill him. Because, after all, he is... My own brother...

Jiro,What do you want your sister to do?。。。

With a slight sigh, the girl finally withdrew her gaze, which also made Xiao Eevee, who was guarding the boy's hand, greatly relieved.

"But it seems that the rumors are true, after the battle between the thousand-year-old prince and the god general of the Royal Academy, he was injured a lot" The girl sneered, her eyes flashing with a scorching luster, "I don't dare to try to break the barrier of our clan easily, presumably my strength has fallen to less than half of the original." ”

"What?"

"The trainer just now, only half of his strength?"

Several trainers who still had the strength to stand up were surprised, that kind of magic skill of cao controlling unknown totems still made them chill when they thought about it now.

Putting the gestures of her companions into her eyes, the girl sighed, and the paulownia leaf... It's lonely after all. Who would have thought that the most powerful one thousands of years ago would be defeated to such a situation, and under the frontal attack of a god and demon-level trainer, it would be so completely defeated. If it weren't for my mother, I guess I wouldn't have survived.

Shaking her head bitterly, the girl stroked the fluff of the Nine-Tails, who meekly licked her palm, but inevitably left a trace of blood.

Sure enough, time is running out for you and me, mate.

But even so... I can't let Rokuyao's legacy be disgraced either!

"Mother!" The girl bit her lip firmly, and said to the top rock seat on the altar, "We can't last long, while we still have strength left, why don't we summon the messenger of the land of dreams and take our power away!" ”

Looking at the girl in surprise, the rest of the trainers were silent for a while, and then nodded in agreement.

It is hard to imagine that this end-of-the-road clan still retains such a unified belief.

After the power was grafted, it would be difficult for this traumatized body to leave any remains, but they almost didn't hesitate to make the same movement with the girl, and leaned over and knelt down in front of the Qingli woman on the rock seat.

Tongye Siquan, the cross of her eyes shows that she is the second best trainer of Tongye after the dancing concubine, in fact, regardless of intelligence and strength, she is very worthy of this name, 'second dancing concubine'.

But it's a pity that this time the opponent is a trainer who is not weaker than the dancing concubine.

Two thousand years ago, the Prince of the Night, the Moon Watching Blue Moon, had fought against two generations of fallen feathers and five titles of heretics.

If it weren't for the fact that the battle with the gods consumed most of his strength, if it weren't for the purpose of this trip he was the original inheritance - the 'Twenty-Eight Laws of God', I am afraid that he would not even have room to retreat, right? Sitting quietly on the pedestal, Izumi laughed to himself.

It seems that I am too arrogant. Sitting in a well and watching the sky, that's probably what it means.

"Eevee, come here," Izumi came back to her senses, but as if she hadn't heard her daughter's plea, she beckoned to the little guy at the boy's side with her backhand.

Under the pressure of the past, Eevee had to step forward and leap onto the pedestal, letting the matriarch caress her soft fur. It knew that the white palm in front of it could easily crush its own bones, but it didn't even dare to resist at all, and even had to force itself to relax, lest its body be too stiff and make the other party uncomfortable.

All in all, all for the hosts!

Ebu's eyes were full of pleading, hoping for a happy end for his master. Yes, it no longer expects to save its master's life. It knows this woman's personality too well, and no matter how close her family is, it must be just a tool in her eyes.

But the next moment, this woman, who had always been equated with 'cold-blooded' in its eyes, said softly,

"Sacrifice is imperative, while the corpses of the clansmen and Jing Ling have not yet cooled, the remaining power must be stripped out." Siquan said lightly, "But the object of sacrifice is not me, and this power... Let's dedicate it all to Jiro. ”

"What?"

"What's wrong with you?!"

"Your Excellency?"

Everyone looked at this matriarch with wisdom in puzzlement, could it be that at the moment of life and death... Remembering that you are also a mother?

It's hard to do...

"He's also a trainer of the Kiritha clan, and... It's a trainer who hasn't opened the different pupils.。。。 Of course, Siquan knew what the people were thinking, but she only explained it briefly.

However, this sentence also completely defeated their worries. The eyes of indifference, anger, or hatred had been replaced by a blazing heat when they were refocused on the boy.

Yes, the trainers of the Kiriha clan must wait until they are ten years old to perform a 'baptism' and awaken Hitomi. And today, it is precisely Jiro's ten-year-old birthday.

While the strength of the newly deceased clansmen is still dissipated, while the blood of those deceased Jing Spirits is still warm, while they are still alive, and while the sacrificial ritual is complete, they can create the strongest Tongye trainer and the new generation of 'God Destroyer Fifteen'.

"Then it's decided," Siquan slowly stood up, and the light of the moon set off her pale face, which really made people feel love and pity. But she always resolutely carried out her thoughts, "You transport the corpses of the clansmen and Jing Ling to the altar as soon as possible, and I will preside over the ceremony in a while and personally assemble - God Destroying Fifteen!" ”

What the! Everyone was amazed and presided over the ceremony. . . That is, are you going to sacrifice your power too?

"Mother, the sacrifice is enough for us, you don't need it~" The young girl said,

"Shut up, when will it be your turn to question my decision," Siquan said coldly, forcing back the eldest daughter's pleading gaze.

And so it is ... After a long time, the cold altar was finally filled with a mountain of corpses, and the red river mixed with the blood of Jing Ling and the trainer spread down, staining the brown stone steps with a fishy smell.

In the zhongyang of the altar, the boy was still asleep, as if he would never wake up, and the several Jing spirit balls around him shone with an unusual luster, as if to indicate that some great life was about to be born.

"Even after working with your Kiroba clan for so long, I still can't understand your thoughts," said the suspended black shadow high above the altar, "It seems that we Jing Ling have never been able to understand you humans. ”

"You don't need to ask more about the people who come to the land of dreams," Siquan said softly, her gradually losing strength made her almost lose her strength, and it took a lot of effort to even talk. "When he wakes up, remember to relay something for me."

The Dream Demon nodded, motioning for the other party to continue.

"The paulownia leaves are gone, and the responsibility lies with you. Jiro, neither I nor my clan will forgive you in this life and this life. Siquan's tone gradually weakened, but the cross pupils became brighter and brighter, "The power of our waiting is handed over to you, and the power is for revenge." If one day, you can kill the thousand-year-old prince, you will come to the forbidden land to worship us. If you can't, you'll live like an ordinary trainer, with all the resentment of your clan! ”

That bitter hatred, even if it was a dream demon, it shuddered, and at this moment it couldn't help but think that it was such a terrible creature that cursed its heirs so much, and even when it was about to die, it carried an irresolvable resentment.

"My youngest son, there is only one day... When you can kill the gods and demons, climb to the top of the trainer, or appease the undead of me and my people, sure... Don't forget this" Siquan slowly squatted down, using his last strength, stroking the boy's warm hair, showing another kind of tenderness, a... As a mother with high expectations for her children... Gentle.

Jiro, don't resent me. The trainers of our tribe have lived under the halo of the six rays since they were children, so we have done everything to try to climb back to that height, just to one day be able to reproduce the glory of the paulownia leaves.

For this, everything is sacrificed. Include... Your father, your brother, your sister, and me ... No exception. If you can have a next life, don't be a famous family anymore, change an ordinary family, change one... A mother who can love you.

Tears slid down the delicate face and dripped down the boy's forehead, shattering like jingzhi crystal. This stubborn woman, at the last moment, also chose to bury that softness deep in her heart and not reveal a word of love.

As life passed, Siquan chose to stay quietly by her young son's side, brushing his hair over and over again, and then speaking only when she could no longer move.

"Jiro, you must live, with all the hopes of our clan!

Also, don't forget, we, very, hate, you! ”

Clenching his fists, the last patriarch of Tongye finally fell down slowly, but the pain on his face was unforgettable.

The dream demon who had memorized everything by heart continued the ritual of sacrifice, methodically infusing the boy with strength, gathering the starry energy that those corpses had turned into into a torrent of light, pouring it into the direction where the boy was, pouring it into those jing spirit balls, until the altar was empty.

The loss of the annihilation of the clan, the remorse caused by the great mistake of his youth, and the resentment of his relatives' bloodline, either of them is enough to make him collapse. The dream demon thought so, perhaps... 'Seven Emotions Forbidden' for him ... It's not necessarily a squeeze of painkiller poison... At least, let him ... It's a little better.

In fact, as the dream demon thought, the moment the boy woke up, he almost collapsed, and the words from his mother became the last straw, crushing his sanity.

But it was also unexpected.,After crying and fainting six or seven times,The boy independently chose the secret technique of the paulownia leaf - seven emotions forbidden.,Successfully survived.,It's just that tear-stained face.,There's no longer any expression left.,Probably is... It's all erased by the Seven Emotions Forbidden.

A powerful Jing Spirit requires a strong bond control, the state of mind of the Protoss, the blood contract of the Lalamino clan, and the complementary power of the supreme technique and the lost battle technique.

And in order to control the fifteenth god destroyer, one must practice the seven emotions of abstinence.

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, yu, abandoning the essence of human beings, using the seven emotions as the chains to control the fifteenth god of destruction, and at the same time calling out the pupils of the different pupils, can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

The seven emotions are forbidden, and the treasures of people are sacrificed to obtain the heart of gods and demons and practice the power of gods and demons. The more you give up, the more you get.

The boy naturally refined, but after refining this technique, what he left behind has become a mystery. Or maybe this mystery, only he knows.

Seven emotions are forbidden, there is no fear in this life, and you should not be cowardly;

Seven emotions are forbidden, there is no joy in this life, and it should not be joyful;

Seven emotions are forbidden, there is no anger in this life, and you should not be impulsive and reckless;

Seven emotions are forbidden, there are no tears in this life, and there should be no sad songs and drinking;

Seven emotions are forbidden, there is no yu in this life, so there is nothing to ask for, nothing to wish, only love debts;

Seven feelings are forbidden, there is no hatred in this life, although he is covered with a sea of blood, he can't taste the pleasure of revenge, only guilt, and the grief is inexplicable.

Is it not necessary that the human heart is empty, or that it can really be empty?

Jiro stroked his chest, and all that remained in the beating organs was the will of his clan.

[My young son, only one day can you kill the gods and demons and climb to the peak of the trainer, can you appease our undead a little. 】

[The paulownia leaves are all gone, and the responsibility lies with you! ] 】

[Jiro, you must live, with all the hopes of our clan! 】

[Don't forget, we, very, hate, you! 】

The strong resentment under the Nine Shadows poured strength into him as a teenager. On the collapsed field, the jet-black Burst Tower was slowly propped up by a slender arm. And the brilliance that should have been devoured clean lit up again, reflecting the indifferent face.

And, a pair of eyes shining like a cold moon, a pair blooming with different brilliance... Three-se pupils.

At that time, he also heard the other party's words.

That's right.,Jiro is dead.,Died ten years ago.,The only thing left here...

"I am ... The last trainer of Kiritha, Kiripa - Six Paths! ”