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Chapter 685: I'll definitely come back~!

Crazy laughter spread through the dead silence of the vacuum, and the painful screams of the dragon could be heard at the edge of the dark universe. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's too weak! It's too weak! In space, the six-armed mad warrior set off a sea of scarlet killing intent: "What about your strength!" Take it out! Take it out!! ”

In an instant, the sea of fire shattered, and the terrifying shadows of the ghosts and gods rushed to his face, and five fingers fell like thunder, and in an instant they were pinched on Bolunga's face.

With a sinister smile, he whispered: "If you don't take it out, you will die!" ”

In the next moment, with the violence of crushing the stars, the five fingers tightened.

"Ah!!!!h

A scream of fear emanated from Bolunga's throat, clutching his eyes and scurrying back.

"Cut...... Pretty fast. "'Changsun Wu' smiled strangely, and casually threw half of the dough and minced meat from his fingertips into the vacuum, following him like a shadow, one by one!

In the midst of the gallop, he clasped his hands together, laughed wildly and cheered: "Look at it, good apprentice, what is it called...... Destroy the world - great! Red! Then! ”

As early as the moment he mastered this body, Xiang Fei had already mastered all the martial arts involved in Changsun Wu, and raised it to an incredible realm with the heart of slaughter madness.

There is no better way to teach, with your own body, with your own soul to feel the accumulation, the brewing, the final ...... Erupt!

In an instant, scarlet swept across the world, shattering everything in its path into dust, and all qi defenses were torn apart like a devastating devastation

Filled with the energy that penetrated the star core and collapsed like blood scarlet, it burst out from between the six arms, sweeping like a heavenly river, engulfing the embarrassed enemy.

Rumble!

There was a roar in the silence, and the aftermath set off a dimensional shock, and the world seemed to disintegrate under this blow.

As the scarlet aftermath dissipated, the miserable dragon god struggled out of it and roared, "Damn bugs!! Infernal Dark Fist! ”

Negative evil aura converged in waves, unleashing a storm of darkness as the iron fist of his bones unleashed, eroding the world into an endless hell of malice.

"What? Purgatory Darkness...... Burst! ”

Xiang Fei finally couldn't help but laugh wildly: "Don't be kidding, okay?" Is this what you call darkness? Purgatory? ”

Faced with the big blow that engulfed the planet and blew away the sun, Xiang Fei couldn't straighten up with laughter, and it was not until he was almost out of breath at the end that he held back his laughter, wiped the tears of laughter with an unacceptable face, and said to himself:

"Darkness? Purgatory? This is a **!!!!! ”

Do you think just piling up a bunch of can be called darkness and purgatory? Such a disgusting thing...... Don't take it out and embarrass it, okay!

It's been so long, why don't you just understand the gap between you and me?!

"Forget it, you just have something to look for with that 'Super Burst Smash Kick'."

Enough, bored, bored, I don't want to go on any longer, I'm stupid enough to play with you for so long and expect you to come up with something new.

The expression Xiang Fei showed at this moment was such arrogance, such disdain for the enemy.

At that moment, it was the first time he stood in the universe with such a dignified and serious attitude, and it was also the first time that he put on a starting pose full of violent atmosphere.

The meaning of the message has been revealed.

With this blow, you will be wiped out!

The monstrous Martial Tiger Divine Rune loomed from behind Eldest Sun Wu with the flow of scarlet fighting energy, and the pitch-black six arms exuded a crazy aura that turned the world into a scorched earth purgatory in the fire of killing intent.

Just by this, Changsun Wu understood what was going to happen next...... The mysteries and tricks that are worthy of Xiang Fei's use so seriously are the only tricks that have a name among the mysteries of martial arts.

At that moment, Xiang Fei whispered: "The Heavenly Dao has collapsed - Hell Bliss!" ”

In an instant, the universe shattered, the dead space was filled with a crazy hellish aura, and the cracks in the space spread in all directions.

In the storm of killing intent that swept through the stars, Xiang Fei was just serious and simple, and withdrew his palm forward.

With a single blow, it pierced through the dark tide, shattered the dimensional dimension, burned everything tangible, and dragged everything invisible into the killing realm of purgatory.

With one blow, the evil dragon - Bolunga, the rune shattered, the soul burned out, and it was destroyed.

"Done, sleep."

In Changsun Wu's body full of cracks and shattered if touched at the slightest touch, Xiang Fei, who had finished the 'Spring Outing', laughed and patted Changsun Wu's shoulder: "Lao Tzu went to sleep first, and next time I will come out to play, hahahaha!" ”

The scarlet martial soul fell into a deep sleep again, leaving only the eldest grandson Wu who wanted to cry without tears drifting in the dark universe, calling hoarsely:

"Captain help...... I'm dying......"

Sensing Changsun Wu's call, Bai Shuo, who smiled bitterly, stretched out his palm into the distance, ready to pull him back.

It was also at that moment that Bai Shuo felt that there was a huge will that seemed to be everywhere swept through this dimension, like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive, instantly sweeping through the stars and the universe, and then falling on his body.

Subconsciously, Bai Shuo had a bad thought, and reluctantly turned into a low groan: "Your sister ......"

There is no doubt that what I feel is the 'Lord God', or the 'ultimate will' that governs all things in the infinite dimension.

When it comes to the movement of the entire dimension, it is impossible not to have the idea of attracting the Lord God.

So, what are the consequences of this?

First and foremost...... Bai Shuo, who did not have a 'reincarnation' wrist chakra, was not a native being, and did not have a household registration with the main god was discovered.

As a guy with no temporary residence permit, no passport and no local hukou, what are the consequences of being discovered by the household registration police?

Stowaways, naturally, must be repatriated to their hometown! The most annoying thing about a traverser without a license plate!

Moreover, he is also a 'god' level traverser, and it is easy to disrupt the balance of the dimensional structure!

As for Bai Shuo's origin, I'm sorry, that thing was revoked long ago when he became a reincarnation; As for the identity of the reincarnation...... Enlightenment, you calculate me!

Are you so afraid of my promotion qualifications in the war with Liang for the throne......

To sum up, without a license, Bai Shuo, who has no place of origin, is most likely to be...... Just be thrown into that horn by the final will!

Mouth beard! I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone in any dimension of the Pleiades star cluster or Pegasus xx! At least...... At least let me bring the silence with me!

This is obviously impossible, and it is really happy and sad......

"What's that...... Listen to me explain ......"

Bai Shuo resisted the urge to burst into tears, and sent a spiritual message towards the final will, and before he could finish a sentence, he felt an invisible dimensional vortex appear behind him.

Hmph, explain something, people don't listen!

The repatriation from the Final Will begins, and the vortex of chaos spreads.

There is no point in resisting, and the most likely thing is to provoke more forceful repression.

It's hard to say that the final will will come out in person, but aren't there still a few lords of the throne next to it?

Especially 'Gandhi', his eyes lit up, and he was about to sharpen his knife and wait for the final will of Huo Huo to give an order, and he stuffed Bai Shuo into the whirlpool.

Forget it, it's not that you can't come back, at most it will take a little time.

Bai Shuo shook his head at the Lord of the Arcane who was about to make a move, smiled helplessly, and let the huge suction force pull him into the vortex leading to the endless dimension.

"Well, say sorry to my teammates for me, let them wait for me to come back, and remember to ...... the eldest grandson"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Shuo completely disappeared into the dimensional whirlpool, leaving only the lines of the demon king being defeated by the brave man and spreading into lingering aftersound:

"I will definitely be back!!!"

In the next moment, he was caught in the storm of time and space, as if he had been stuffed into a drum washing machine, falling in the reflection of infinite dimensions.

Until I saw a very familiar figure.

In the chaos of time and space, a black-clothed god walked among them, his eyes restrained by a long black belt engraved with golden thorns, and a flower branch that still diffused cold incense in the chaos.

As if sensing his arrival, the man raised his head, smiled at him, and waved slightly.

Finally able to meet someone, Bai Shuo didn't have time to think about why the other party was so familiar, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand in the turbulence and shouted vigorously:

"Hey! Dude, give me a hand! ”

……

In the silent universe, the shadow above the throne watched Bai Shuo dissipate into the black hole, and smiled: "Oh? I can't believe that I can do it to such an extent. ”

"He should have been dragged into the All-Knowing Warband." If no one else had said to himself, "Maybe it would be more interesting." ”

"Unfortunately, he is the only one, no matter how many times you repeat it or what conditions you prescribe, it is impossible for him to be 'omniscient'."

The Arcane King smiled mysteriously. Sharpshooter. In the glow of Gungnir, he whispered pointedly, "This is 'fate.'" ”

Nyaratotip looked around at the shattered dimension and smiled happily, "So, is this also 'fate'?" ”

"Perhaps?" The Lord of Arcane turned his weapon and turned his head at the 'Lord of Chaos' again: "Do you want to fight again?" Nayarathotep. ”

"No, I lost." Nayarathotep stretched out his hand and glanced at Liang Chengcheng in the distance: "Is it true that 'love' and 'justice' have won?" ”

"It's not 'love' and 'justice' that wins." Liang Chengcheng stared at the ashes scattered among the stars, and said in a low voice: "But if it's just 'hate' and 'evil', nothing can be won. ”

That's why he was so lucky and seemed to be doomed to win.

"So, are you going to start deciding the winner?"

From the beginning of the war, Gandhi, who had not made a sound, raised his head and looked at the kings with indifferent eyes: "If there is any objection, raise it before the verdict is announced." ”

"Nope." The shadow above the throne spread its hands and smiled in the darkness, calmly facing its own failures.

Without dragging his feet, Gandhi simply declared: "This large-scale team battle, the victory of the Crusaders, the loot and the bets will be delivered within ten days according to the 'main god space', and I hope that both sides will be ready to withdraw and receive." ”

"From now on, no confrontation will be allowed to continue until the next -"

He paused and looked at everyone thoughtfully: "—The Battle of the Thrones." ”

"I am extremely looking forward to the emergence of a new 'Lord of the Throne' among the victors and survivors of this war."

With that, he turned around and disappeared into the unfolding spatial door with the Celestial Evolution Clan.

As the figures disappeared one by one, in the end, there were only two people left in the dead universe who had never left.

The Lord of the Arcane looked at the shadow of a pleasant smile in front of him and asked indifferently, "Does losing make you so happy?" ”

"How is that possible!" Nyaratotip laughed in surprise, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and whispered, "Still, I know what you're going to do. ”

After a long silence, the old man on the throne raised his eyebrows: "Oh? ”

"It's a great challenge, and it's perfect as a 'game' and 'fool' for seniors to spend their retirement and limited time...... Or do you think you really have a chance of success? ”

Faced with this enemy, who had guessed some truth just by relying on various traces, the Lord of Arcane chuckled disapprovingly: "There will be. ”

"Are you here just to confirm this with me?"

"Of course not, young people's time is precious, how can it be wasted on an old man who is 'killing himself'."

Without hesitation, Nyaratotip called himself a 'young man', leaned back on the throne without the slightest etiquette, and laughed: "I just wanted to know sooner...... Do you have the determination and qualifications to accomplish that great cause? ”

The Lord of the Arcane was not annoyed, or rather, he didn't care about this level of sarcasm, but raised his eyes curiously: "What happened? Your answer. ”

"I've seen ......" the King of Chaos spread his hands, "Or rather, I've finally found something I hadn't seen before." ”

The old man looked at the shadow in front of him and asked kindly and curiously, "So, do you want to be my enemy?" ”

"It's enough to experience the wrath of the King of Offa once, even an old man will have an aura that intimidates me."

Nyaratotip shook her finger and smiled happily: "Don't worry, I'm just a 'spectator' in the 'future' you are planning. ”

"In the face of such an intoxicating movement, I would not be so angry as to run to the stage and make an unpleasant noise.

So, please play and sing to your heart's content, I'll see. ”

Looking at the silent old man, the humanoid shadow whispered curiously, "But...... What are you hiding? I'm looking forward to it.

If the enemy you choose is 'it', how do you deal with a gap that you can't balance even if you put everything on the scales? ”

"Really, I really want to know......"

In the midst of such murmurs, the last shadows dissipated, and only the Lord of the Arcane seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep in the dead universe.

After a long time, he slowly withdrew the scroll of the Demon Dao Book "The Scroll of Chaos" suspended beside him, and his old fingers stroked the cover of the Demon Dao Book.

On it, someone wrote an oath in blood.

We will revolutionize the world with fire.

Finally, he turned and disappeared into the universe, the last bit of starlight in the shattered dimension extinguished with his departure, plunged into eternal darkness.

War never ends, and peace is nothing more than an 'illusion' created by the intervals of war.

With the end of the 'Grand Commander', the prelude to another, even grander war is about to begin.

Everyone has been waiting for the long-awaited 'battle for royal power' to begin.

Headquarters of the Prophet Warband.

In the midst of the planetary illusions created by the overlapping of countless modules and data, there is a broken head that is slowly reviving, constantly reincarnating between collapse and rebirth.

The incomplete pattern expands through rebirth, until finally, it evolves into a new prototype of the body.

Sleeping in a sea of myriad rays of light, his soul soars in a sea of light that contains all the information of the Infinite Dimension.

I don't know when the voice of the king sounded: "Nietzsche, how is this failure?" ”

"Failure?"

On top of the mutilated body, the sleeping head pulled a smile of gain: "It's a good taste, let me figure out a few topics." ”

The silver pupils slowly opened, reflecting the projection of the endless dimension: "I have the idea of trying it out right away." Can you lend me 'Wan Zongmo' to use? I'm afraid I don't have the computing tools I have to handle this order of magnitude. ”

The swirling galactic resonance that filled the entire world responded with a roar: "Use it as you wish, I look forward to what kind of results you can submit before the battle for thrones begins." ”

The transcendent, known as 'Negative Goodness', smiled: "It will satisfy you." ”

"Oh? It seems that the crazy problem of denying the entire infinite world has stopped for the time being. ”

The king with the dimension as the ontology laughed: "Then can you tell me what new ideas you have after the fantasies of 'negating the perpetual motion machine', 'negating the transcendent', and even 'denying the entire infinite world'?" ”

After a moment of silence, Nietzsche raised his head and said with a smile: "This time, how about denying royal power?" ”

For a moment, the dimension was silent, and the king fell silent, and it was not until a long time later that a pleasant voice sounded.

"So, before the battle for thrones, squander your last days as a mortal!"

The galaxy rolled upside down, and a vague figure came out of nowhere in the light, holding the body of 'Wan Zongmo' in his hand and delivering it to Nietzsche.

"When the time comes, I will put a crown on your throne with my own hands...... Nietzsche, the infinite world will praise you as the new king! ”

In a certain dimension, in a city called Melbourne, one morning, a red-haired man knocked on the door of a good family man.

Recently, some middle-aged men who had been blessed yawned, pushed open the door, and were stunned.

"Owl?" He looked at the friend in front of him who had not been reunited for a long time, laughed and hugged him: "Why are you alone?" What about the Fool guy? There are no concentrated bananas here, but I recently got another energy structure model in the basement that he's going to love! ”

He was answered by a suffocating silence.

In the silence, Lixiao hugged his former comrades-in-arms and choked in a low voice: "Octopus, the fool is dead." ”

There was silence for fifteen seconds, and the doctor, who already had a small belly, finally understood what Lixiao was talking about.

He lowered his head, pointed to the steps of the doorway, and whispered hoarsely: "Sit there, wait for me for twenty minutes, twenty minutes." ”

Twenty minutes later, the housewife and man returned home after sending their wives to work and their daughters to school, opened the basement door that had never been opened to their wives and daughters, and walked into the metallic light that they had not met again for a long time.

The six-layer key unlocks the safe locked deep in the lab, named 'Memory' and 'Past' by its creators.

When he smelled the familiar breath again, the middle-aged man who looked wooden and indifferent finally couldn't contain the urge to choke anymore and cried in embarrassment.

Do you think this middle-aged man who lies at home and eats hot dogs every day is actually a waste wood uncle who can only stupidly watch idiot soap operas?

He once galloped in the rain of swords and arrows, advanced in blood and fire, how could he tell you?

Although he is out of shape now, he can't show off his eight-pack abs to you, and he doesn't have the metal prosthetics of the Cooljack to show you, he has changed the bad habit of 'signing' everywhere, and he has recently had a headache how to fix his own primitive TV...... But how can you think he's gone?

Fate was destined to rekindle the volcano that had slumbered in his soul at some point, tearing apart the ordinary disguise and putting him on the battlefield again.

A hero never has a time limit, as long as he hasn't died.

Amid the sound of countless metal modules rubbing against each other, red-clad Jedi robes re-draped over his body, and hideous steel prosthetics emerged from the subspace.

In the tyrannical rhythm of the Dark Force, the man who re-became 'Doctor Octopus' silently and familiarly finished debugging his 'old buddies'.

Finally, he put on his dark sunglasses again and said to his last friend:

"Let's go, let's go for revenge."

……