People advance because of **, and they also fall because of **.

To put it mildly, it's nothing more than a moderate amount.

This time, something like this happened.

In Bagel's view, this is not an overkill at all.

It's just a matter of greedy for a piece of the source body.

Even if the quality of this source body far exceeded Bagel's expectations, he didn't care too much.

After all, as long as there is a source body, the seal of the Empty Eater that Beagle accidentally obtained can be sealed for at least another hundred years.

And now, because of a coincidence, Bagel has reached a contract with the fourth-order consummation, and the air eater has preliminarily reached a contract. In such a situation, the greater role of the source body has changed from the original seal to the enhancement of the contract effect.

To put it more simply, Beagle will not give up this source no matter what.

However, if he knew that such an unimaginable illusion would be summoned for the sake of this piece of source body, he would probably still be shaken.

Without the fourth-order consummation, Bagel might be able to fight hard, after all, once the seal is broken, he will die eight times out of ten because of the backlash of the air eating insects, and the left and right are one death, so it is naturally not surprising that he will make the choice to fight once.

To Bagel's surprise, he had reached the fourth-order consummation in this world, and the Aireater initially recognized him, even if the Aireater did not fully recognize Bagel, but at this time, it was no longer a problem to backfire.

In other words, the source body is no longer a necessity at this point.

Without the source body, Bagger can survive well.

Looking at the huge gray shadow in the sky, Bagger had a lot of thoughts, mixed feelings in his heart, chagrin and fear, but he never regretted it.

However, the gaze of the huge gray shadow did not stay on Bagger's body, or rather, the face that was high above did not see Bagger's existence at all.

Even if Begger was already a fourth-order consummation, in the eyes of this illusion that emerged, it was still dust that didn't need to be cared about, not even an ant.

The illusion simply did as the summoner asked to extinguish the summoned star.

Then the phantom's gaze looked directly at the unconscious Mo Ruoxiao.

Just beside Mo Ruoxiao, the gray cross pattern on the ground suddenly flashed with gray light, and a thin gray light shot directly into the sky.

The gray light shot into the huge face of the sky, as if there was some kind of suction, and the huge face formed by the gray smoke drilled into the thin gray light.

Gradually, the form of a human being is formed in the air.

Behind him, a pair of huge gray bands of light could be seen, like a pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun.

The moment when the human form just appeared.

The world is silent.

Circles of black ripples spread out from the humanoid shadows.

Like a stone smashed into a pond, black ripples instantly filled the entire small world.

All the people in this world lost consciousness at this moment.

Time was truly pressed by a pair of giant hands, pressing the pause button.

At this moment, Mo Ruoxiao's body suddenly emitted a scarlet and blackened red glow, flying up and down in the still time and space.

Time stands still, and everything does not move.

You can say that time at this time is infinite, and you can also say that time at this time does not exist.

This is the gap of time, the abyss of space, the death hole of the world.

Ning Chen dreamed between existence and non-existence.

Or maybe it's not a dream.

It's a chaotic space.

I can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, and I can't see the so-called borders.

Ning Chen couldn't know whether he was standing or lying down, it was a feeling of almost weightlessness.

Countless streamers of different colors flashed past him.

Vast expanses of colorful nebula smoke spiraling, countless planets churning in the nebula, and more darkness in more places - as if the cosmic galaxy had just been born.

Magnificent to silent, empty to lonely.

Ning Chen looked at the chaotic but magnificent scene in front of him in a daze, and he was a little speechless for a while.

It took him half a ring to recover, and then he realized that he was in a wonderful state.

The whole body has no clothes and is in a translucent state, as if it is out of the body.

Then he saw a red light.

Flat surface of scarlet light.

The moment this red light appeared, Ning Chen was divided up and down—he seemed to be standing on the plane illuminated by the red light, although this plane could not be seen with his eyes, but it was exposed under the illumination of the red light.

The red light is not dazzling, but it looks very uncomfortable.

The red was too bloody, scarlet to a slight blacken, like too much blood had finally coagulated.

The irradiated range of the red light slowly increased, and finally under the illumination of the red light, there was an extra person on the plane - Mo Ruoxiao.

Mo Ruoxiao's clothes were intact, lying quietly in the range of red light, and his body was not in a translucent state. The only thing that was a little surprising was that the scarlet light actually emanated from his body.

Then Ning Chen heard the [voice], if this could really be called a sound.

It was the hymn and prayer of billions of souls.

In a larger sense, this so-called [sound] is more like some kind of wave.

A wave that can directly express meaning.

Ning Chen looked in the direction of the [voice].

Diagonally above him, a gray cross was suspended silently.

The so-called "sound" is radiated from the gray cross.

Before Ning Chen could react, the gray cross emitted a gray light.

It seemed to be in conflict with the gray cross, and the scarlet light emitted from Mo Ruoxiao's body was also flourishing at the same time.

Two kinds of light enveloped almost the entire world.

For a while, in Ning Chen's eyes, only gray and scarlet remained. Even if Ning Chen closed his eyes, these two rays of light rushed into his eyes quite unreasonably, and he couldn't even look at it.

At the moment when these two rays of light were flourishing, Ning Chen also felt some kind of pressure at the same time, but this feeling was not strong, just a blink of an eye, Ning Chen was used to this kind of pressure.

The duration of this suffering may seem long, but it also seems to be short.

It comes suddenly, and it goes away.

After a while, the gray and scarlet light quickly faded. The light dissipated, and Ning Chen realized that there were two more people in the original light, and one of them turned out to be someone he knew.

The gray light dissipated, and a woman stood quietly in the center of the gray light.

Gray hair and gray eyes, even if they are wearing, they are also wearing a gray-white robe.

The owner of the Grey Bar and one of the leaders of the Grey Club, the Grey Queen Yan Qin.

Gray... Queen...!?

What's wrong with her?!

Ning Chen looked at Yan Qin's gray hair in a daze, and at this moment, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

It's just that when Ning Chen turned around to look at Mo Ruoxiao again, the surprise in his heart almost reached a fixed point.

The scarlet light dissipated, revealing a man.

An unforgettable man.

About thirty or so, very tall. With long shawl hair, the hair quality is very good, just casually draped, but it seems to be carefully groomed, giving people a sense of contradiction that seems to be dissolute and abstinent.

He was dressed in black. Black shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes, and even a black civilization stick on his hand.

His appearance was obviously not similar to Mo Ruoxiao, but when Ning Chen saw this man, the first thing that came to mind was Mo Ruoxiao.

His temperament is almost the same as Mo Ruoxiao.

Ning Chen looked down and saw that Mo Ruoxiao's body was still lying there, but it no longer emitted scarlet light.

The man's gaze casually swept over Ning Chen, and finally set his gaze on Yan Qin's body diagonally.

"You've crossed the line!" the man said lightly.

This is not a sound, but a more direct form of communication, similar to the hymns and prayers that have just appeared.

Just four words, but not just four literal meanings.

In a moment's communication, there is at least tens of millions of words of information output under each word.

Ning Chen's ability obviously hadn't reached the minimum requirements, and apart from the four words on the surface, he could only vaguely feel three words.

System.

Successively.

Causally.

But just these three words were enough to make Ning Chen change his color.

He didn't understand the system or anything, and he didn't understand it successively, but cause and effect ......

It seems that anything that has to do with cause and effect is not a good thing.

Moreover, Ning Chen had an intuition, the moment he saw this man, he felt that the sacrifice was definitely related to this man - it was precisely because of this that Ning Chen felt that the word cause and effect felt a little bad.

These two words seem to be related to him and Mo Ruoxiao.

As soon as the man's words fell, endless visions churned out of his body, changing several times in a row before gradually dissipating.

Opposite side. Of course, Yan Qin at this time is not the original Yan Qin, and it is debatable whether he is even a living creature or not.

The off-white robe tossed up and down.

Yan Qin was barefoot, suspended in the air, and lowered his head slightly, looking at the man.

[Ah-ah-ah-la--]

She opened her mouth to speak, but Ning Chen didn't understand anything, she only felt that it was very pleasant to the ear, like an opera.

Each sound is as if there are countless small voices echoing it, producing a wonderful resonance, which makes people intoxicated to listen to it, as if they can forget all their troubles.

"So?" the man heard the strange voice clearly, and he frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Similarly, Ning Chen also felt three more words in these two words-feeling three words, which seemed to be Ning Chen's limit at this time.

But these three words completely made Ning Chen in a fog, and he couldn't understand it anymore.

Origin.

God's seat.

Reincarnation.

What exactly these three words meant, Ning Chen literally understood the meaning, but when they were connected, he didn't understand anything.

At this moment, the man took a slight step forward and said softly.

"The price!"