Chapter 90: The Throne and the Weak
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"Master, I want to ask, why I am a broken army, I have always had a question, why I was born as the ancestor of the blood clan. I obviously just want to be an ordinary human and live an ordinary life. "It's still in the castle in the sky, Lian Zhen's courtiers and Ziyin's subordinates don't appear here, there are only two people in the whole castle, standing on the bright red carpet, Ziyin looks at Lian Zhen sitting on the throne. Nine utensils were hung around in a circle, and the castle was devoid of any lights, and flames of different colors lit up the room.
"I also want to know, why are you the position of the broken army, you are what I grew up looking up with, and it is an indisputable fact that the person selected by the Nine Weapons of the Broken Army is the broken army, but what makes me curious is why when I picked you up, the white sheath Qianyin will be on the body. It's just that you can't make a decision, after all, this is what you have to fulfill since you were born, and this is your destiny. "Lian Zhen sat on the throne and looked down at Ziyin below, now he does not have the kindness and gentleness of the past, some are just serious and serious, now Lian Zhen is not Ziyin's master, but the Lian Zhen Star Emperor of the Fourteen Stars.
"I've been in the ghost realm since I knew it. Why is the world so twisted. Where does this distortion come from, why, why do human beings dominate and be dominated, and why do people live so sadly. Ziyin stared at Lian Zhen above. I also wonder why, I am showing this. ”
"Ziyin, are you afraid of your fate? Fear is the culprit of all bad things, failure, frustration, jealousy, sin, betrayal as well. Lose. "Lian Zhen is sitting on the throne like this." Ziyin: Let me ask you again, are you afraid? You have been a child who has done everything perfectly since you were a child, whether it is learning ripple or something else, you are the best one to learn. It's just that you're scared when you see the ruler of the Ghost Domain? The ripple you've learned is just a joke in front of them, do you think so, then I'll tell you, Ziyin! You are afraid, you are afraid that you will fail, you are not trying to be an ordinary person, but you are afraid, afraid of encountering setbacks, and when you encounter jealousy, you see the strength of the Demon Lord, even the weakest doppelganger is enough to kill you. You're a weakling, Ziyin! ”
Lian Zhen's every sentence is like a sharp arrow, tightly inserted into Ziyin's heart, word by word to Ziyin's heart, yes, no one will be perfect, Ziyin is the same, he has always been the best, he is afraid, afraid of failure, afraid of setbacks, and even more afraid of defeat. After the battle of the jealous clones, Ziyin looked like he was fine, but who would have known what his heart was like. Ziyin is a very proud person, he will not let anyone see his thoughts.
Ziyin fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't look at Lian Zhen. That's right, I'm just a weakling, I'm not strong, I'm not strong at all, I'm always crying, I'm always making myself strong. Closed his heart with a sword and wept. ’
"Neither you nor I, nor even all human beings are weak. This is true now, and it was so in the past. Yes, hasn't nothing changed! The strong imitate the weapons of the weak, and they cannot exert their true strength. If anything, the essence of our weapons lies in the weakness that is so small that it is tragically weak! Again, I emphasize! We are the weak, and we swear to live as the weak, to fight like the weak, and then to destroy the strong in the way of the weak. Just like in the past, we will continue to observe it in the future! Admit it, we're the weakest race, and because we're born with nothing, any monster in the Ghost Realm is stronger than us. But! We were able to navigate everything. That's why we are called the Star Emperor by the world, because we are able to control things that no one in the ghost domain can control. The so-called king is to live more dazzlingly than anyone else and become an existence admired by all people. Instead of kneeling on the ground and crying for your weakness, Ziyin is the king, the star emperor who rules the countless planetary planes, not the weak who can only kneel on the ground and cry after failure. Lian Zhen pointed in the direction of Ziyin. Fear us, O powerful men. Those who have no strength should pursue us. The world has surrendered to our feet, remember that you are a king, the king of the world. If you can't save yourself, then there won't be a second person in the world to save you............
A ray of sunlight shone through the sky, and the sun shone on Ziyin's face. "Dreams? Was it another dream? Ziyin patted the dust under his pants and stood up, the red flame had disappeared, the entire secret room had been shattered, the equipment that originally emitted silver light had been completely turned into pieces, and there were still countless dust on the ground, and the roof had completely disappeared. A white sheath emitting purple flames, a folding fan emitting red flames, and a scythe covered in crimson flames, three weapons floated in the sky at the same time. And in the center, surrounded by three weapons, a magnificent throne floats on it. The throne is draped in a white cape, and on top of the cloak there are two black typing.
'Break the army. ’
"Breaking the army, the general who dominates the world, yes, I am really a weak person, I am not as strong as others describe, not strong at all, I always cry, close my heart with a smile, and keep crying." Ziyin looked up at the throne above, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth, and gently snapped his fingers in front of the cigarette, and the red fire only appeared for a moment. Traces of smoke began to come out of it.
At this point, the door was suddenly pushed open, or should I say it was pushed away, and Joseph had already run in. "Hey! Grandpa, we're leaving! ”
"Where?" Ziyin overdressed, her blood-colored pupils staring at him tightly.
"Switzerland!"