Sorens was half-kneeling on the ground, and before he could cast any healing spells on himself and use any first-aid potions, he was restrained by Zuo Ci.

For the first time, standing condescendingly in front of his adoptive father, Zuo Ci had mixed feelings in his heart.

"I won." He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, tried to maintain his usual calm tone, and said, "I, defeated you. ”

"Hehe......" Sorens sneered, "Zuo Ci, you haven't won yet." ”

When Zuo Ci heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and just wanted to say something more, when suddenly another voice came from behind him-"He's right, Zuo Ci, you haven't won yet." ”

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Zuo Ci turned his head when he heard the sound, and what appeared behind him was only a cloud of white smoke, and he couldn't see his face and figure clearly.

Zuo Ci guessed who he was, and asked in a rather tone, "Are you the Holy Spirit?" ”

"Huh." The voice seemed to float from far away space, "You're really smart. ”

"So, this battle is my psychic test? This Solance must be fake. Zuo Cimian continued to ask without changing his face, "I have already defeated him, so I have passed the test?" ”

"I just praised you for being smart, why did you ask stupid things?" The Holy Spirit snorted and laughed, "Didn't I already tell you that you didn't win?" ”

"He's on his knees in front of me right now, so he won't win?"

"Before answering your question, let me answer your other question - this Sorens said it was fake, and it was not - he is indeed a copy of the real Sorens in the realm, but, as a god who can control life and death, I have implicated the fate of this real and false Sorens." After the Holy Spirit finished saying this ambiguous passage, he turned the subject back, "You ask me why I am not winning, it should be in my eyes, victory or defeat is a matter of life and death, victory is life, and defeat is death." You see, this Sorens is still alive, how can you be called to win? ”

"You want me to kill him?" Zuo Ci asked. This was not an over-the-top request, but the newly promoted Assassin hesitated. He directly asked about his uneasiness, "What do you mean when you just said that the fate of Sorens of the two worlds was implicated?" ”

"It's literal - if you kill the Sorens of this world, I will let the Sorens of the world die with them. Isn't this exactly what you want? If I'm not mistaken, this person is probably your demon. ”

After hearing this, Zuo Ci couldn't help frowning: "People who die in this world will be trapped here forever, which is the same as really killing him." ”

"That's exactly what it means, kill him, no matter which world it comes from - this person is your inner demon, and if you don't get rid of your inner demon, you will never be truly strong." The Holy Spirit said and laughed again, "Isn't that what you want?" Zuo Ci, you have worked so hard to come here, by no means just to liberate this world, right? I can feel your desire to be truly strong, and that's why I'm so helpful. ”

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Zuo Ci fell silent all of a sudden-

"Strong" is indeed what he has always desired, and I don't know when he started to be unable to endure cowardice and failure, and he can't stand not being able to prove that he is stronger than his adoptive father......

In this way, he will study and practice day and night, and constantly polish himself in the game. The torment of his mind made him more calm and cold than his peers, and the only thing that sustained him was the determination called "strong......

As the standard of "strong", from a very young age, he set the adoptive father who pressured him every day as a goal to work hard to overcome. As time passed, the desire to defeat Sorens grew day by day, and indeed, this seemed to have become the reason for him to sharpen himself, and became a demon that he had to cross......

The apparition of Sorens has been defeated, and if it is true as the Holy Spirit says, this phantom is a true copy of the Celestial Realm, and he has the ability to defeat his adoptive father, and for the first time, defeat his goal.

When Sorens knelt in front of him, the inner worship was indeed, but it was not a swarming joy, it was a complex emotion, tumbling and colliding in his heart. After so many years of fulfilling his wish, he got such a state of mind, Zuo Ci couldn't understand it for a while......

He always thought that he hated his adoptive father very much, hated the cruel person who always beat and scolded him, hated the dark existence who always despised him, ridiculed him, and suppressed him, he thought that one day he would not be able to help but take the darkest and cruelest revenge on him, he thought that one day he would kill this hated person with his own hands, but now the opportunity is in front of him, just a simple knife, the "inner demon" is eliminated, why...... Why did he hesitate so much? ……

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"Zuo Ci, what are you waiting for? Didn't you hate him all the time? Didn't you always want to kill him? The Holy Spirit spoke at the right time, as if reading the churning of his heart, and said, "Kill him!" Quick, just do it, and you'll be free! ”

Under the urging of the Holy Spirit over and over again, Zuo Ci kept his head down, he looked at the ghost claw scythe clenched in both hands, and finally clenched it all at once-