In this silent and dark space, two faint glimmers lit up, and the thick darkness that even pure holy light could not dispel quickly dissipated in front of these two faint rays of light.

The shadow elements of the entire space began to stir wildly, as if a heavy thunderclap came from afar, and two blood moons jumped out of the darkness, and the thick blood light as a pillar cut through the darkness and shone down from the sky, slightly illuminating the space.

At the end of the bloodlight was a pitch-black throne, on which a tall, strong figure sat quietly, bald, with black gloves and a trench coat in black wizard robes...... In the thick blood light, it was like a statue of silence.

"You're awake again, Tyxant......" A rough and desolate voice came from the place where the two blood moons were rounded, as if some kind of giant beast was roaring, and through the faint red light, you could vaguely see the slight opening and closing of the blood moon below, as if tearing the sky through a hideous mouth.

The unobservable beast exhaled softly, and the rumbling thunder accompanied by the sound of air currents resounded throughout the space.

"Tyxant......" The man on the throne slowly raised his head to look at the beast, and spoke softly, his movements stiff like a rusty machine.

"Call me Chabottinia!" The giant beast in the sky seemed to interrupt with some dissatisfaction, but its tone or roar was still calm without a hint of emotion.

It stared at Tyxant with a cold gaze and continued, "You have to face this matter, I had the name of the other half of this lifeform when I was separated! Dexant Chabotinia died sixteen hundred years ago, and you are not him, nor am I ......"

“……”

The man on the throne was silent for a while, and then sneered disdainfully: "You haven't changed after more than five hundred years, and you said the same thing last time I woke up, and there is no progress at all......"

He paused again, and then as if he had figured out something, his head rested lightly on the cold throne: "That's why all humanity was reserved for me in the first place, and the ability to think and explore was entrusted to me......"

"That's why you have to stay in my belly to survive until now." Chabottinia continued to speak sarcastically in a calm voice, refuting Tyxant's point of view as unceremoniously as the millennium had passed.

A man and a beast fell silent, and the beast stared motionlessly at the tiny throne on the ground, as if waiting for the figure's answer.

The sturdy figure on the throne closed his eyes, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and did not refute.

Who knows himself better than himself?

He knew that whatever he said to the beast was useless, and in order to save his life under the forbidden spell of the Root System of Six, he stripped his shadow from his body and completely severed the shadow from himself.

And helped his shadow manifest in the shadows, turning into a "demon bear of destruction sleeping on the dark side of the world", attaching to the rules of destruction at the bottom of the world, turning it into an almost god-like existence, so that his soul could be retained from the sacrifice of the forbidden curse.

He understood what Chabotinia was thinking, and Chabotinia also understood what he was thinking, when the two halves of the soul of the same life form developed the ability to think independently in two directions, it was not so easy to persuade the other party with his own thoughts, after all, it was "himself" who had gone through his own torture thousands of times to deduce the answer, how could it be easily overturned by "himself"?

After a long silence, thunder sounded again in the sky.

"So what did you wake up for?"

Tyxant slowly opened his eyes and stared at the sky: "Didn't ...... you already guessed it?" ”

There was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which didn't seem to change in the slightest from before, but it seemed to have a different meaning.

Then, he lowered his head and looked straight ahead, his gaze seemed to penetrate the darkness, and he saw the three moving figures beyond the shadow realm: "The guests are coming...... We need to be ready......"

The giant beast in the sky snorted coldly, it knew what the smile on Dexcente's face meant—he did what he was supposed to do, had the same way of thinking as him, and even had the same soul, which was equivalent to overturning his own statement, they were still essentially the same, they were all Tyxant Chabotinia!

The question it asks is tantamount to self-denial!

"I'm giving that little guy some hints and help because I know you want to do these things......" Charbotinia didn't pay attention to the outside world, but continued to say calmly, showing an unexpected persistence on the subject, "Although we have the same way of thinking, and even our souls come from the same source, we are not the same, Tyxant...... You have to understand ......"

It paused, and there was a rare hint of seriousness and majesty in its tone: "It is precisely because I know who I am that I have been able to remain in this world......"

The thunderous sound echoed in this dark space for a long time, and the burly black shadow on the throne let out a long sigh, but said nothing.

yes, how is it not?

He remembered that in the Great War more than a thousand years ago, in order to avenge the Lady Vivier of his lineage, he was accidentally surrounded by him and his companions while hunting down the wizard who was so skilled in magic that he was amazed.

At that time, thirty-four powerful men who were as powerful as the wizard but had never appeared in the intelligence network of the shadow wizard set a trap for him with all kinds of strange means, but in the end, with the wizard, only six guys escaped from the battlefield.

Although they were all defeated by his men, he clearly remembered what one of the black-haired and black-eyed powerhouses said to him when he persuaded him to surrender - the rule is dead, and people are alive!

This sentence is very suitable for the current Chabotinia, after all, if even the rules can be as flexible as a human, then he can't die anymore a long time ago......

……

The bottom layer had now turned into a sea of purgatory-like fire.

Compared to the raging flames that Mu Yan cast before, the viscous flames that burned the entire space at this time were darker in color, hotter, and had some kind of toxin attached, as if they were living creatures, as long as they smelled the breath of life, they would immediately scream and gather in that direction, burning all life reactions into ashes!

She stood in the middle of the flames, her hair scattered, laughing maniacally, a pair of vicious little eyes quickly scanning the directions, and from time to time her four arms grabbed the flames next to her and stuffed them into her mouth, and then from her chewing mouth came a baby-like scream.

This is the most powerful high-level magic that Sazhufan has developed to deal with Albord, the "Crying Flame Hell".

Now, it's being used on Mu Yan and Scar Wolf Witch...... I want to talk about "Infinite Crazy Amusement Park" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~