Destiny is an author.

What happens when it can't master its own story?

Modify, rewrite, or delete......

At least, it shouldn't be a eunuch.

In the dilapidated mansion, a young man sits.

He wore glasses, was about thirty years old, and his face was ordinary at first glance, but pale and frightening when he looked closely.

At this time, his eyes with heavy dark circles looked a little dull, staring at the things in front of him.

It was an old wooden table, cluttered with many objects, among which a drawing stood out.

A huge, bloodshot eye, filled with white paper.

Underneath it, a tiny figure was mired in a whirlpool, as if struggling!

"Finally, is it coming out?"

This picture is a source of uneasiness for the young man, who bites his thumb and mutters to himself.

"You really gave me a surprise when you completed the 'broken painting' with the body of a demigod......"

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The high temperature of the hellfire, which the exorcist feared, was really not worth mentioning to Shi Songhong.

With the flames under its feet and its body burned, the perfect creature walked straight to the central hall of the castle.

It is shrouded in dark power, and it is difficult to see the slightest light, and the true body of the demon god 'Krufes' is in it!

As the decaying wooden door was pushed open and the vision was in view, Shi Songhong couldn't help but frown.

It's so similar! The figure on the throne of the demon god is too similar.

The same hair, the same skin, the same eyes, the same appearance, the same body shape. Like another self in a mirror, what appears in the eyes of a perfect creature is not a strange and common demon, but a human being. He sat like this, and everywhere on his body gave Shi Songhong a familiar feeling.

There is no doubt that this is exactly what 'he' is, a genuinely perfect creature from the same source.

"You can see that you're surprised?"

The hoarse, deep voice contains the magic of hell that deceives people's hearts.

Looking at him, Shi Songhong always has the illusion that he is facing a mirror!

I am me, he is him, he is me, I am him, and the entangled thoughts climb into the heart like a poisonous snake.

It's just that this strange emotion only existed for a moment, and it was snuffed out by Shi Songhong, so that his heart returned to peace.

"No, when did you have the illusion that I would be surprised?"

Standing face to face, the perfect creature said in the same voice, "That human-faced blackbird standing on your shoulder has revealed a lot to me. The first time I saw it, I figured it all out! Infinite reincarnation, infinite loop, only this time there are the most accidents. It was your anxiety that gave me the opportunity to break free. I thought that my 'enemy' had killed my 'friend', but who would have thought that my 'friend' would be my 'enemy'. ”

"Oh, it seems that you guessed my arrangement based on the memory of the comics in your head?"

The other party smiled, and the smile on his face was full of mockery: "It really deserves to be the perfect creature of 'once'." ”

"It's not 'were', it's 'now' me."

Not caring about his appearance, Shi Songhong continued: "Shi Songhong, who appeared in the second world before, as a 'exorcist', is thought to be your own figure. The reason why you appeared in person and taught me to borrow the power of 'Turning the Heavens from Doom' is to prevent me from automatically inducing it at a critical moment and recovering my original body, right? The idea of dismantling Shakyamuni's nine Dharma seals as the basis for communicating and borrowing power is very good. ”

"Do you even know that?"

The Demon God's smile faded: "It seems that you are not talking big. ”

"I know, more than you think."

Shi Songhong kept talking: "If I'm not mistaken, start with the first reincarnation." The qi, body, soul, and heart, which represent the composition of 'me', are divided by a certain force. My body has been stolen, my power has been transformed, my soul has been polluted, and my mind has been blinded. And you, as the director, start this depraved drama. ”

"Junji Ito's creation is magical, and he is only a silver-level demon with lower-level combat power, but he has the ability to travel through time and space that even Yashen may not have. It is with its power that you can get out of the whirlpool of samsara and do whatever you want. ”

"As a soul god, you have always had a deficiency, that is, the right god body and power! Your appearance has surprised you, and you want to plunder everything from me, so as to bring yourself to the realm of a three-in-one body. Erasing one's mark on power with endless reincarnation is indeed a big deal. It's a pity that you didn't think of one thing. My soul, my body, my strength, can compromise and change. But my mind definitely won't! ”

"It turns out that you have reached ......"

For the first time, the demon god showed an expression other than a smile.

If it's not wrong, that expression is called consternation!

"I don't know."

Shi Songhong replied very simply: "Visit the immortals, ask, acting, be true, you are in it, where is the peace and security?" The only thing I can grasp is my own thoughts. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a bolt of lightning fall from the sky, piercing the layers of rock roofs and falling on the human-faced blackbird!

It only had time to let out a feminine scream before it turned to charcoal. However, before the smoke cleared, the space-time in its original location appeared to be distorted with the naked eye, like water ripples. The next moment, the human-faced blackbird reappeared. Its hair is smooth and shiny, and there is not a single wound in sight. But looking at Shi Songhong's eyes, they were full of resentment.

"You want to kill it? Unfortunately, you can't kill it. ”

The demon god looked at the blackbird hiding aside: "Actually, even I can't do it. ”

"I know, but I always want to try. Being immortal does not mean that you will not suffer. ”

Shi Songhong continued to pinch the seal in his hand: "It made me eat my own flesh, and I have to be punished a little." ”

"You got it?"

The demon god finally understands that the person in front of him has really found out the truth!

"Of course."

Shi Songhong said: "Do you know why I am unhappy? An ordinary person, only the stomach has perfect biological cells. If I can't even guess that, it would be a failure. ”

Then, frozen, stormy, and flames followed.

Each time it is killed, the Human-Faced Blackbird will resurrect in its original location in the next second.

When this process lasted dozens of times, and the infinity was determined, Shi Songhong stopped. Ignoring the blackbird with a face that was staring at him with no malice on his face and only a look of fear, he set his sights on 'Krufus'.

"What do you want to do?"

Feeling the gaze as hot as the sun, the demon god sat up straight.

"Didn't you guess?"

Shi Songhong's voice was calm: "You are me, I am you, just as I guessed your thoughts, you should be able to guess my thoughts, even if only partially." ”

"I'll resist."

The Demon God's voice was a little louder.

"It's normal to survive."

Shi Songhong took a few steps closer, looking aggressive: "As a demon god representing the dark side and hell, you have been afraid of something, don't you think it's ridiculous?" I have seen the 'whirlpool', which is a 'phenomenal' catastrophe that can devour all life, energy, and matter, affecting the entire starry universe, and finally turning into a black hole and destroying the light. It is its existence that makes this world infinitely reincarnated. This reincarnation has trapped me, and it has also protected you, and what you feared has not come for a long time......"

"Destroy me, and you'll face 'it'!"

The demon god gritted his teeth: "You can't imagine what kind of opponent that is. ”

"In fact, my worst enemy is far more terrifying than 'it'......"

Shi Songhong said: "You can guess what is in the memory that you can't read. ”

"Say no more!"

Finally, the demon god stood up: "It's up to you, do you want to take your body back?" ”

"No, it's not just me."

Behind Shi Songhong, a humanoid phantom made of gear machinery appeared.

A vast force emanated from the void and coincided with him.

This is the 'doom to turn into the sky', or rather, the magician of the virtual and the real!

With the return of the power and soul of the former 'qi' pass, the energy in Shi Songhong's body continued to rise.

In the eyes of the human-faced blackbird, his whole person seemed to jump out of this time and space, between existence and non-existence. This is the realm of Bahramon (the golden fetus) in which the Tibetan realm (the rationality of all beings) and the vajra realm (the wisdom and virtue of all beings) merge.

Hiroshi Shi Songhong not only restored the strength of the past, but even went one step further and made a breakthrough!

"No!"

Seeing this scene, the demon god tore off his disguise.

He no longer concealed himself, his body swelled rapidly, and he turned into a huge demon with wings on his back and standing up to the sky!

Even the castle was breached, turning into a pile of rocks beneath his feet.

It opened its mouth, and just as it was about to say something, it saw Shi Songhong fly above his head!

"Now, let me try a trick I haven't used before......"

The next moment, under the terrifying gaze of the demon god, Shi Songhong's hand pressed on the top of his head.

The ninth form of the divine palm.

- Dharma is boundless!

No extra sound, just silence.

This is a palm that is wrapped in irresistible power.

In the face of this attack, Crumpet couldn't even resist it, so he quickly 'shortened' down.

No! It wasn't that he was 'beaten short', but that the entire Demon God's true body became 'flattened'.

When the power of the palm dissipated, a huge demon drawing appeared on the ground.

It's a flat surface, and when viewed from the periphery, it's completely gone, and it's not half thick.

Within the scope of Shi Songhong's palm power, all matter, including the demon god, was knocked out of the two-dimensional state!

This is the true face of the magic weapon version of the 'Divine Palm'.

It represents Shakyamuni's or Great Goodness's self-perception of the universe from birth to extinction, from birth to destruction.

"The Dharma is boundless, what do you think is 'boundless'!"

Under the peacock's surprised gaze, Ishimatsu Hiroshi stepped on the face of the demon in the drawing.

Pieces of distorted text began to emerge, and it was 'Crufeth' speaking!

"There's no going back to your body...... It has eaten human flesh, drunk human blood, and even its soul, and has become a demonic body through and through. ”

"Even if it is the body of a monster, as long as it has the soul of a human and does human things, it is a human being. A human body with the soul of a monster and doing things like a monster is a monster. I often say that I don't want to be a human anymore, in fact, I just want to surpass those ordinary people, not want to be a monster, you misunderstand. ”

"In the 792nd reincarnation, you incarnated as a superpower transfer student, and you wanted me to drench in the Huangquan Waterfall that can give others superpowers, just so that I can have the heart of a monster and no longer be a human. It's a pity that you failed! ”

"Now, my body has undergone a new evolution, and your 'perfect' body is no longer perfect, why should I change it back? With just one last piece of the puzzle, I can step into the realm of 'body' and true 'perfection'. You just stay in a world where there is nothing and no edge, and you will sink forever! ”

The next moment, Shi Songhong stepped down hard, and the infinite Buddha light bloomed, obliterating the last of the demon god's ability to speak.