The entire space-time seemed to have stopped in an instant, and there was a strong emotion that could not be dissolved, slowly floating between Liu Mengchao and the main god Aurora floating in the air.

Apollo seemed to have reached this moment, and no one wanted to pay attention to him, and the Lonely Emperor was suspended in the air, like a lonely and lonely bird across the sky.

It's just that in comparison, there are still people who are more willing to pay attention to this little bird. So Gao Xiaowan laughed softly, and the courage that she couldn't say came from directly interrupted this silent and stagnant time and space.

"Now I don't think it's important, the most important thing should be him."

Gao Xiaowan said with a smile, raised his hand with a smile, stretched out his slender and slender index finger, and the nails with pink light were silent, but they pointed at the target very directly.

Apollo, the Lord God, the Lord God who was once the Lord God, the god who now wants to kill them all.

Hearing Gao Xiaowan's words, Liu Mengchao slowly turned his head, squinted his eyes, as if he had seen Apollo for the first time, and silently looked at this person who wanted to destroy his life without knowing when the Dao began.

Looking at Apollo's face, Liu Mengchao had to admit that this was an extremely good-looking man. He has the looks that almost all men admire. On a face like a crown of jade, there is not a trace of unhappiness. His lips were thin and straight, but they were so bright red, like crumpled rose petals, smeared little by little between his lips. His eyes were bright, not big, but they were so black, like two cold and hard, but constantly burning black diamonds. The bridge of his nose is like a hero carved out of marble, straight and hard.

At some point, a little breeze blew and slowly blew through the short hair in Apollo's ear. Her wavy blonde hair fluttered slowly in the breeze. It is like a wheat field blown by the wind in autumn, and the heavy wheat is swaggering in the wind, but it is like the warm and sweet sunshine reflected on the endless sea in summer, rippling little by little, and the wind is light and light.

His eyes also narrowed at this moment, squinting like Liu Mengchao, slowly and mockingly, staring at Ou Ruolai floating in front of him. And then, this once god. The near-perfect man opened his mouth, revealing snow-white, hard teeth hidden under thin, straight bright red lips.

The teeth were neat and white, closely packed like a pearl necklace, and little by little, the light was refracted onto Aurora's face.

"You win, you lose."

Apollo spoke slowly, his voice sounding unhurried, like a close and familiar friend, smiling as he talked about the end of the game with his friend. Such a light and breezy attitude. In the face of the imminent demise of oneself, there are too many anachronisms.

It's just that at this moment, neither Liu Mengchao nor Gao Xiaowan interrupted Apollo's words. Not even Aurora, who was floating in front of Apollo.

Everyone present looked quietly and solemnly at the gods who seemed to be about to say the last words of their lives, waiting for those shocking words that they might have rehearsed and speculated thousands of times in their minds.

"You have succeeded in finding the agent whom the Lord God once chosen. You have succeeded in taking the fire of the Lord God and hiding in this worldly realm, hiding from His gaze. You divide yourself into three parts. Just to lay out the perfect cage for me, to give me the most fatal blow at the most critical time. In every way, you've already won. ”

At this, Apollo abruptly stopped talking. It doesn't seem abrupt, like a breeze blowing up the branches of a willow tree planted on the shore, and when these branches are blown by the wind until they reach the top, the short but seemingly eternal stagnation is so unobtrusive, so natural.

When you hear someone else coming up with something from the deepest part of your heart, whoever you are will subconsciously turn your head sideways, hold your breath, and listen carefully. Whether they wanted to laugh at this heartfelt word after this, or from their own hearts, they all chose to be silent, and chose to listen silently to this dying Lord God, saying some old things that no one knew about the Tao, but could never be forgotten.

"It's clever to win, I'm convinced."

Apollo spoke slowly, as if trying to bend down and pay respect. only to find that no matter what, his body could not move in any way. This is a matter of course, and Aurora has spent so much time and laid out such a delicate situation, will she still give herself the slightest possibility of escaping?

No, it won't.

No one would be so stupid, let alone Aurora, the heroine who had been entrusted with everything by the Lord God.

Thinking of this, Apollo's black eyes became more vigorous, and he slowly looked at the woman standing in front of him, without a trace of spirit, as if he was watching a friend who grew up from childhood to adulthood, but completely changed his appearance when he went to college.

After a long time, Apollo finally sighed heavily.

"Of the four main gods, I am the deputy god, and you are the god of resurrection and life. But only the two of us know the truth, what I'm really good at is creating gods, and you, what you're really good at is killing the main god. ”

Apollo's words fell, and Liu Mengchao's eyes narrowed even tighter. There were many fragments scattered in his memory, and the fragments he threw in the corners were like fish spitting bubbles at the bottom of the water, one after another turning to the surface of the water, poking out his mouth that kept spitting bubbles, and looking at himself curiously.

Why did the first time he experienced the war between the main gods, it was the end of the fall of the main god? Has anyone ever told themselves what the war between the Lord God is really like?

No one, except for Aurora's doppelganger, Bai Ya, who claimed to be the Lord Mystic Book, told herself that the failed Lord God would die. He also told himself that the Lord God who had failed and had been sacrificed would be resurrected again, and after the resurrection, he would reappear in his own Lord God space.

She told herself one after another inexplicable, but it was a matter of course for the rules of the battle between the main god space.

It's like ......

Liu Mengchao thought, his brows furrowed slightly. It was like a magnificent and precious silk horse that had been thrown to the ground with heart-rending folds.

This should not have been shown on the face of Liu Mengchao, who has now won a big victory, but such an expression is becoming more and more obvious on Liu Mengchao's face, as if with an irresistible will, igniting the past that Liu Mengchao fears, dislikes, fears, and avoids in the deepest part of his heart.

The past doesn't necessarily make people squint and have a happy aftertaste. The past may also make people's hearts full of remorse, full of anger, full of fear, full of unwillingness, full of people to escape, people dare not face it, and make people powerless. The past is the best companion of time, but it is more emotional and ruthless in comparison.

Right now. The past began to ring in Liu Mengchao's ears little by little.

According to Bai Ya, people who enter the world of reincarnation are randomly generated through the products of instant messengers that they put on the real world world. Then send these people into the realm of the world where they live. But now Liu Mengchao unconsciously wonders if everything is the result of his own efforts, or is this called Bai Ya...... No, Aurora's woman had already arranged the outcome of the rue?

The battle between the main gods. Is it really inevitable that you will have to face one main god after another after you already have enough pot points? Or rather. All of this was under the strict surveillance of this woman called Aurora, who controlled the development of everything, and whenever she wanted to stop and truly live the life she longed for, she broke it without a trace?

Liu Mengchao narrowed his eyes slightly and held his breath slightly. He now suddenly remembered a novel he had seen before, called Infinite Horror. The people in the book, they don't know if the Dao World is just what they see, or if everything they see is just what those great and terrifying beings want them to see.

Liu Mengchao thought slowly, but slowly raised his hand and looked at his palm. Liu Mengchao's palm is covered with small and solid lines, these lines are like holding the lives of countless people in his palm, clear and thorough, even the smallest pink in the palm of the palm is so clearly visible in Liu Mengchao's black eyes.

But Liu Mengchao frowned and frowned fiercely, as if there were two mountains between his eyebrows, and he was trying to squeeze these two mountains together.

The high mountains between the two eyebrows were heavily hammered together, crashing down countless rocks, scattered, and falling down in front of Liu Mengchao's eyes.

For everything he has experienced in the past, since he became the agent of the main god, Liu Mengchao began to recall it carefully, recalling every word he had said, recalling everyone he had ever met, thinking about their actions, thinking about every motive that he could easily see through, but was deeply hidden.

Slowly, Liu Mengchao's memories began to be uncontrollable, rushing towards the depths of his mind, distrust of the present and the past, distrust of the future, and fear of the deepest fear hidden in his heart, like a torrent, erupted in the deepest part of Liu Mengchao's heart.

He swayed gently, as if he was about to fall in the breeze at any moment. But he stood hard, not wanting to fall down. In those things buried in the deepest part of his memory, Liu Mengchao remembered what he had thought of, and he didn't say it to anyone, because ...... He doesn't trust anyone.

Is the red you see really red? Does the words you say sound the same to someone else's ears? Does everyone really look like what they see with their own eyes, and does everyone really walk upright?

Liu Mengchao shook his head gently, trying to exclude these memories from his mind, but these questions surfaced more and more clearly in Liu Mengchao's mind.

Human beings, after all, are just individuals. Relying on the hearing of the ears, relying on the visual power of the eyes, relying on the sensation of the skin all over the body, relying on the two black holes above the nose to smell, relying on the soft red tongue in the mouth to taste, relying on the sexual organs under the body to obtain sexual pleasure.

Liu Mengchao has been afraid, afraid of whether these reactive organs in his body really exist, afraid of whether other people's bodies have these organs like himself, afraid of these faithful organs used to reflect this real world, are they faithfully deceiving themselves since he became conscious?

If the red you see is not red. If you see people who are not standing and walking, if you see the sky that is not blue, if you hear not sounds, but you don't know all this. So when you say blue in your mouth, others sound red, and when you walk upside down, others are walking upside down, so everyone looks like they're walking upright, and when you say blue to the sky, it's actually red in other people's eyes. When he said it, it was red, but when he came to his ears, it turned blue.

Is that really the case?

If a person is just a machine, and the organs are just tools that are entered and recorded by themselves, when these tools are working, the only way to know whether the Tao exists or not, and the only evidence of whether it is working, is the feedback of others. This feedback can be from books, but from oil paintings. It can be fed back from everything that moves, that makes sounds, that produces smells, that makes people miserable and pleasant.

But. What if all this feedback is fake?

Liu Mengchao lowered his head deeply, hiding his black eyes in his boundless fear. His body began to tremble slightly, whether Liu Mengchao wanted to admit it or not, when he first came to this world. As soon as he knew his identity, he began to doubt the entire world realm strongly, incomparably strongly.

The thoughts in my head are short-lived. It seems to be just something that happens between lightning and flint.

So when Apollo's second cold and calm laugh sounded, Liu Mengchao had just finished his thoughts, slowly raised his head, and stopped his trembling body.

Liu Mengchao has never said anything about his doubts about the entire world, because this is his biggest and deepest fear.

"But, although you beat me, you also lost." Apollo's eyes looked at Liu Mengchao quietly, and his expression was full of nostalgia. This kind of look was not common in this proud main god, but now it was so natural.

"You have failed a lot, but I just want to pick up some important things and tell them. Liu Mengchao's appearance, I don't think either you nor I will ignore it. Because Liu Mengchao is too similar, too much like that person, almost like two identical machines made from one mold. ”

Apollo said this, his eyes narrowing slightly. Those black eyes were full of what could be called nostalgia and reverence. Obviously, Apollo's look of nostalgia and reverence was not for Liu Mengchao, but for the person who looked very similar to Liu Mengchao, the person he called a god.

"The only difference is that Liu Mengchao is like a defective product. In his black eyes, I saw almost all the unnecessary emotions that humans should not have, but had to have. Those feelings like green mosquitoes flying on the garbage heap are the most significant difference between Liu Mengchao and him. Liu Mengchao is a defective product, but God is a perfect work of art. ”

Apollo looked at Liu Mengchao critically, like a critical artist appreciating a work of art.

"Of course, every product can't be exactly the same. You have gone to great lengths to find a copy of God, the only key that can restrain God, but you, Aurora, have forgotten something extremely important. ”

Apollo said, his eyes narrowed, and those narrowed eyes were full of coldness and cruelty, like an expert who had finally found the flaws in the artwork, and ruthlessly lifted the fake high and was about to smash it to smash on the ground.

After all, Liu Mengchao is different from God, and it is impossible for him to perfectly abandon his feelings. And if a person has feelings, there will be ugly loopholes. Because these feelings are built on the so-called trust. Because of trust, people who don't know each other will become friends, because of trust, people will be angry when they are betrayed, and because of trust, people are willing to confide, willing to listen, willing to be angry, willing to be happy. Person...... According to God, they are inherently lonely, and when they trust each other, they will feel that their organs are faithfully performing their profession, and they will believe that the world they have seen is real. Person...... You can't do without people. ”

A long list of words, to Apollo, seemed so light and light, but so leisurely. He even narrowed his eyes comfortably and smiled.

"God knows the person of Liu Mengchao more clearly than you, far more thoroughly than you know after you find him. He was willing to become the agent of the Lord God, not because of the sad emotions of power, power, venting, and desire, but because of a simple reason. It's because of the fire of the main god called Joanna, because in the eyes of that little girl, Liu Mengchao can find the trust that he has always feared and has always wanted to prove. ”

Before Apollo could finish his words, the main god named Aurora had begun to shake little by little, like a small grass that could fall at any moment.

"But you, Aurora. When you met Liu Mengchao and found this man chosen by the main god, you began to use this trust as bait and props to carefully arrange the cage that would kill me. You succeeded, you used Liu Mengchao's trust as a sacrifice, and you are about to succeed in destroying me. But you're about to fail, Aurora. You should know one thing that couldn't be simpler...... The biggest difference between Liu Mengchao and God is not in the subtle calculation of the layout of the two people, nor in Liu Mengchao's insight into his heart that should not exist in the world, or even in the gap in wisdom between Liu Mengchao and God. It's about the simplest of things. ”

"God, with an eye on cold and realistic interests, and Liu Mengchao, always based on fiery and illusory trust. But you, Aurora, have destroyed this trust with your own hands, so what you asked Liu Mengchao at that time, I want to tell you the answer before I die. ”

"Liu Mengchao asked you if you are Bai Ya, or the little girl in the flower shop, or the second personality Ji Ruixue who has entered the main god space at the beginning, but has never revealed his identity, hidden in the body of the wise man Liu Ling? Your answer is just a rhetorical question, does it matter? ”

"Then I can tell you very happily and clearly now. This is not important to a person like God. For those of us who have rebelled against the Lord God Space and will gain access to the entire world, as long as it is in our interest to be the most effective, we never mind whether it is a person or a dog who cooperates with us. It's a pity that for Liu Mengchao, who hides great fear in his heart, like a mouse hiding in the ditch and panicking all day long, and finally sees a ray of sunshine named Joanna that can be trusted, and can prove his existence and make himself trust, it is very important. ”

"There is no reason for Joanna and the entire former main god space, even sacrificing the trust of reason, for Liu Mengchao, it is the source of support and making him unstoppable, and now, Aurora, you, in order to kill me, ruined him."

"This is very important for Liu Mengchao!" (To be continued......)

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