A howling wind flashed past Bering's ears, taking away a few of his hairs.

He narrowly and dangerously turned sideways, and only then did he dodge the powerful blow.

The broad blade of the scythe was facing Bering and hooked at his shoulder, like a giant gauntlet about to open and close, and it only took a few moments to make Bai Ling's head hit the ground.

The ferryman clutched the scythe, and his beautiful but indifferent face was expressionless: "Give up, you are too weak."

Listening to her voice, the ring on Bering's hand flashed slightly.

Looking at the light on his fingers, the ferryman's face was slightly stunned.

The next second, she felt as if her spirit had fluctuated slightly.

The sense of volatility is extremely subtle, but it is real. It's like a pebble falling into a shoe, and although it's harmless, it still makes people frown.

She subconsciously turned her head away, and even with the scythe, she couldn't help but turn to the side slightly.

And this moment of space was enough for Bering to leave the other party's bondage.

With a slight drop on his toes, with the help of the potion to increase his physical fitness, Bering easily escaped from the side of the ferryman's sickle.

The ferryman, on the other hand, put his hand on his head: "Spiritual influence...... What does it have to do with the law?"

Speaking of this, her tone couldn't help but be a little solemn: "It looks like I'm underestimating you."

Hearing this, Bering was just silent, rubbing the Tyrant King's ring in his hand and his eyes fluctuated.

To be honest, although he realized that the Tyrant King's Ring had an effect, it still surprised Bering a little bit that he could make the ferryman feel like a great enemy.

Soon, though, he figured out the joints.

The Ring of the Tyrant was created by Hermes in order to create xenos and finally to seize the power of time. Since it is essentially a "philosopher's stone", Hermes added the concept of the law of the soul when he created this thing, and on this basis, he planned to use this thing to pocket his time.

Suffice it to say, this ring is actually quite tall. After all, no matter how you say it, it is Hermes's long-cherished wish, and the pile must be serious.

As a "puppet" fabricated by time, it is understandable that the ferryman will behave so solemnly in the face of such a deliberately time-oriented thing.

In the end, time is her "father", and the two have the same "blood" on their bodies. And in such a situation, there is a sudden appearance of something specifically aimed at her "father", and it is natural for her, as a "daughter", to be vigilant.

I don't know if I can use this thing to make a little fuss......

Bering's heart moved slightly.

On the other side, the ferryman raised his scythe again.

"Whatever means you use is pointless," she whispered, "you should know that trickery and cunning are nothing to use in the face of absolute power."

"Whether it's predicting the future or setting a trap, it's easy to deal with it."

As she spoke, she raised her scythe slightly.

Only this time, instead of stepping on the space like before, she just flicked her wrist and swung the scythe in a tight arc in the air.

Then it was thrown out.

Even though it was out of her hand, the scythe was still spinning. It is as if it has been wound round and round by a machine, and it is moving back and forth again and again.

Soon, under the majestic power of her "origin", the scythe swirling in the air began to pull the air around it.

After a few breaths, Bai Ling watched as the scythe in the air swung out a pitch-black "disc"—it was the extreme speed at which the afterimages of the black scythe were stacked together.

Even though it was already a corpse, Bering could still feel it, and the air flow around him was changing rapidly.

In the mall, which was supposed to be calm, it didn't take long for a howling wind to rise.

The wind blade rolled around the shops, and the sample of a certain 4S store

The cars were rolled up and tossed into the air, spinning in the black arc of the scythe, rising and falling.

The customers next to them were swept into the air with the wind, struggling helplessly in the cyclone.

Soon, their bodies were quickly torn apart.

All sorts of strange organs and blood fell from the sky and dripped on the ground like a scarlet pungent rain.

In the midst of the wind and garbage, the black scythe spun into a swollen "sun".

From time to time, the "sun" expands like a beating heart in a human chest, and each beat is accompanied by the turbulence of the surrounding air and the rise and fall of debris.

In the constant undulating pulsation, the black circles grew larger and larger.

Looking at Bering, the ferryman calmly said, "It's the power of this body—if I'm not mistaken, you seem to call him Lionheart."

"It's quite weak, but after becoming the 'Origin', its ability is still quite useful," said the ferryman, "at least it's enough for such an occasion."

"If you want to figure out how to solve it through your foresight, then keep your eyes open as much as possible."

Personally watching this black sun...... Befall.

Accompanied by the words of the ferryman.

The black "circle" that was still spinning froze slightly.

Then, the black sun in the sky suddenly stopped twitching.

Bering could clearly see that something was brewing little by little between the black sun.

If he was not mistaken, what was hidden in the black sun was clearly a cloud as red as blood...... Light.

This light is much colder than the energy of the red spider, and it is also much more well-behaved, and from a distance, it is not even different from the red dot of the infrared flashlight that Bering used to be a child.

However, when looking at this light, Bering felt a "palpitation".

This feeling is not physical, and it is unlikely that his body, which has long since stopped, will allow him to have similar physiological activities.

This is a horror from the "soul" level!

This means that the energy contained in this light has far exceeded ...... Bering is currently able to imagine the limit.

Standing under this black sun, the ferryman made a gesture with a slight pinch.

At the moment when her fingers touched.

The black sun leaked a gap.

It's like chocolate has been pried open, and the filling inside overflows out. Under the gesture of the ferryman, the originally stable and well-behaved red light burst out in an instant!

After the air that originally coexisted with humans was compressed to the extreme, the release of a certain gap was enough to produce a huge impact force unimaginable to normal people.

It is no less than the high pressure and heat produced by fission, especially after being guided by some invisible hand, its precision and power make a simple "explosion" even more unattainable!

If a "catastrophe" is enough to destroy several cities, causing hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of casualties, then "origin" is the existence that truly puts individual force above the state apparatus and the cutting-edge firepower of mankind.

The most lethal weapon known to mankind is nothing more than a hand-picked weapon in the hands of the Origin...... It's just a small toy.

And this careless little toy is enough to kill everyone present.

The red light exploded, and the wind whistled.

Bright red ripples filled the entire space, shaking everything around it into the most primitive and basic raw materials, and destroying them in a solid form. The wood burned into dust, the glass shattered into slag, and then turned into the most primitive molecules in the constant tremors, and they were never to be found again.

Around Bering, everything seems to have gone through 10 million years in an instant.

When he regained his senses, everything was "dead silent".

There is no shopping mall, and even shopping mall week

A radius of several kilometers was turned into a large circular crater. The asphalt road became the loneliest black, like burnt logs.

And he was in the middle of this pit.

There is only one head left.

That's right.

Bering realized that at the moment when the red light exploded just now, all his limbs and body were completely shattered into fragments as if they were carbonized.

Right now, he only has one head and is still at the bottom of the pit.

It looks like I guessed, my most critical part is my brain, not my heart. ，

Struggling to raise his head, Bering thought in his heart.

Even without a body, he can still live. But if he doesn't have a brain, he can't necessarily think.

Another conjecture was verified.

Just when he thought so in his heart.

In the next second, a pair of cold hands hugged his cheeks, and their movements were as if they were holding a fine porcelain.

It didn't take long for Bering's face to be turned.

The ferryman looked at him quietly, his voice soothing, "Okay, now this is the best outcome."

"I'm guessing this is the future you see, and what you should have learned after this experience."

Hearing this, Bai Ling's lips moved.

Even though he didn't have a body from the neck down, he was still able to speak: "yes, I do understand something."

Bering, who only had a head left, said calmly, "That's to deal with you head-on, and there is no chance of winning."

"'The power of the origin, is indeed quite terrifying, and this is not reflected in the level of destructive power. If it's purely destructive, it's okay to say, after all, saturation bombing can produce similar effects to yours. But what really struck me was your absolute control over power."

Glancing at Chichito next to him out of the corner of his eye, Bai Ling smiled bitterly, "You want to cause such serious damage, but you can protect a person's safety in the center of energy...... No, not even to protect me, but to cut off my limbs like a sharp scalpel."

"This is a force that is completely beyond the reach of human beings," Bering said, "This is no longer a pure technological iteration gap, but a real moat."

It is impossible for humans to be so explosive and at the same time so precise to maneuver.

You know, this is a range of several kilometers, and within such a huge range, it is necessary to ensure that an individual less than 1.8 meters only has one head left......

How terrifying.

So what Bering felt terrible about was not the destructive power, but the fine manipulation of power.

This means absolute reflexes, extreme understanding and a perfect use of power.

He even felt that even if a "little boy" was thrown in front of the ferryman, she would be able to use the most basic power to break it down and destroy it.

This is already the ultimate in refinement.

And the origin, I'm afraid most of them have such power.

Just thinking about it makes Bering find it incomprehensible.

How did the original witch get overturned by a human car?

He probably couldn't figure it out anyway.

Thinking so, he slowly closed his eyes.

It's time to go back.

Soon, however, the ferryman's hand grabbed his face.

She said seriously, "I thought about it, and I feel that if I just let you go back, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate."

"If you keep the cycle going all the time, I'm going to be in a state of unknowing. It's hard for me, I can't stand the fact that you're right next to me, but I have to repeat it so many times. Even if I don't know what is going to happen in the future."

Soon, the ferryman denied himself: "No, it's more painful to be unaware. I obviously happened so much with you, but in the end, it ended up in nothingness...... Unacceptable."

Saying that, she will take herself

of the forehead against Bering's forehead.

"So, I'll get into your spirit," she said, "and I'll be watching your future from the sidelines, watching you repeat and fail, and despair again and again, and finally be disheartened and have to go back with me."

"It's the best I can think of."

As she spoke, she grabbed Bering's face.

Then the next moment, the ferryman's eyes rolled out slightly.

It didn't take long for her body to fall limply.

Bering's head fell to the ground, crumbling with rubble, and even a stone ridge stuck in his eye.

Thankfully, he didn't feel any pain.

But for now, Bering can't care about this.

He returned to his own consciousness and looked at the man who had suddenly appeared on his surface.

That person was the uninvited guest who broke into this place.

The ferryman stepped barefoot on the surface of the sea and raised his head towards the sky.

The moment she looked up, the eyes in the sky were locked on her.

The two pairs of eyes just looked at each other.

When the eyes are fixed on someone, the feeling of oppression can be said to be extremely heavy.

But the ferryman didn't feel much about it.

She was just silent, and those eyes were watching all the time.

Soon.

The eyes in the sky seemed to have lost interest in her, and it didn't take long to look away, no longer looking at this side.

And the ferryman also withdrew his gaze.

She refocused her gaze on the sea not far away, and Bering on the sea.

"Alright," she said, "it's ...... now."

But before she could finish.

Bering suddenly threw something and hit the ferryman with precision.

He shouted as he tossed him, "It's up to you, Chris!"

Well?

Listen to Bering's words.

The ferryman was slightly stunned.

What does that mean??