"啵~" "啵~" "啵~"

The desperate orange cat stomped on the ground and walked on the desert in despair.

The balls of flesh on her feet made a soft sound as they stepped on the sand.

The vast desert is crumbling little by little, like a set on a sand table.

Patches of defects and cracks appeared in the sky and the earth in large swaths.

"It's over, it's all over."

Anne walked a few steps, cried a few times, and simply lay down, letting the hot sand burn her delicate belly like a barbecue.

"It's no fun."

"It's all over."

"Everybody's finished."

"Oh, it's all."

The monk and the monk also raised their heads, staring blankly at the "truth" revealed after the disintegration of the [Emperor], motionless.

Zheng Xiu looked tired, came to the orange cat, crossed the orange cat's armpits with both hands, and lifted the listless cat.

"Why?"

Zheng Xiu asked.

Anne didn't speak, but with a backhand behind her, she threw a small delicate miniature mirror over.

Mirror.

Mirror.

Mirror.

"Ah???h

The moment Zheng Xiu saw the mirror, he thought it was some kind of artifact.

But when the mirror was held in his hand, Zheng Xiu quickly realized that this was a real small mirror.

A small one, with a small handle underneath, can be used to dress up the mirror in the little girl's bag.

Plain, Zheng Xiu looked at the mirror in disbelief for a few seconds, and his tired and pale face was reflected in it.

"Stolen."

Anne's voice was indifferent and emotionless: "I once hid the 'key' to control this world in 'encryption'. ”

"This is the last back door I left for myself."

"Even if I lose my authority and return to a lower existence. As long as I can get here and get the 'key', I can regain control of the world and slowly take back everything that belongs to me. ”

"It's gone, it's all gone."

The orange cat caught a glimpse of Zheng Xiu still looking left and right at the small mirror, as if trying to find something. She raised her palm and smashed the mirror with a slap.

"I've exhausted the last source."

"It's all over."

As she spoke, Anne's arm became translucent, looming, with a distinct vein in it, as if it was about to disappear.

The small mirror was shattered by Anne, and the mirror was covered with cracks and landed at Zheng Xiu's feet.

Zheng Xiu lowered his head, his face was reflected in the mirror, and his reflection was divided into countless pieces.

"Whoa."

In the distance, the gentle-smiling monk's eyes were dark, and he stretched out his hand towards Zheng Xiu from afar.

"Big brother, can you give me that thing?"

"If you want, give it to you."

Zheng Xiu leaned over and picked up the broken mirror and threw it at the monk.

The monk couldn't wait to reach out and take the broken mirror in his hand.

"It can't be!"

A moment later.

The monk angrily smashed the mirror under his feet and chopped it off.

Rumble!

Another kick.

Rumble!

With each step of the monk's foot, the room shook violently, and the surrounding area collapsed even faster.

"It can't be!"

"It can't be!"

"It can't be!"

The eight circles of light behind the monk suddenly turned white as His emotions fluctuated violently, and then suddenly turned black after a while. The mirror shattered into powder, but the monk suddenly held his head and squatted on the ground in pain, trembling all over.

"Big brother!"

"Kill the little monk!"

"Hee-hee-hee! Mom! It must be you, it must be you, you are so ruthless! ”

"Big brother! Don't hesitate! ”

"Hee-hee-hee! Then ...... Let's die together! ”

As the color of the light wheel behind the monk changed, the monk also used two completely different voices, kneeling on the ground and roaring hysterically.

Zheng Xiu sighed softly, silently touched his eyebrows, and with a tingling pain, the dice-shaped monster drilled out of his body.

There are 20 sides of the dice, nine of which are dimmed, only the second form remains, and the other nine blank sides are also full of cracks. The blood-red dice were in tatters at the moment.

"Stupid cat."

Zheng Xiu didn't call Annie this time, nor did he call Annie, he called her by her name.

Anne looked up blankly, her eyes devoid of sparkle. At this moment, she was desperate, and she didn't even have the strength to refute Zheng Xiu.

"Let me ask you again, 'prisoner', what is it? Was it born out of your sub-authority? ”

Anne looked slightly stunned, she wanted to say that she was not sure. She really couldn't be sure. After her deputy authority got out of the control of "Elegance", she rebelled against the sky one by one, and she gave birth to consciousness, whether the "prisoner" on Zheng Xiu's body came from her deputy authority, Anne couldn't be more sure at this moment. Not to mention that Anne is desperate at the moment, and it won't be long before she will become a stupid little female cat, marry a male cat, give birth to a litter of kittens, and is about to spend the most miserable and aggrieved life.

Even if she commits suicide now, she will soon become a lower life, and eventually become a speck of dust with consciousness, experiencing a humble and miserable cycle again and again.

This is a retrospective, for the Lord and the gods, it is more painful than death, more humiliating than death, and more undignified than death.

It's like every juggernaut will set up a "resource cycle" in his own territory. The decaying corpse will decompose into nutrients, nourish the earth, sprout buds, grow into towering trees, and after a few years wither and become part of the nutrients again.

She, the once great "Lord of Grace", once the supreme being who could crush one world after another with one foot, will also become a "resource" in her eyes, a "nourishment", and a part of the "cycle" she has set.

Her mentality collapsed, and at this moment she could only stare at the cat's pupils and look at Zheng Xiu blankly.

She couldn't understand why Zheng Xiu could still be so calm, his eyes could still be so bright, and there was still a raging fire burning in his eyes, not like his eyes when he was facing death.

"Stupid...... Mankind. ”

Anne eventually blamed this persistence, this "not giving up", on human ignorance and shallowness. Because of ignorance, human beings do not know the seriousness of the situation, let alone what it is like to be "hopeless".

The moment Anne opened the emperor's "encryption" and took out an ordinary small mirror from it, boundless despair overwhelmed her.

"'Who are you?' ”

Zheng Xiu suddenly repeated a passage to Anne in a calm tone like a narrator:

"'Where are you from?' ”

"'Where is this?' ”

"'What do you exist for?' ”

"'There are thousands of questions in the world, and the answers are already in your heart.'" ”

"'In front of you, it's like having a mirror.'" ”

"'In the mirror, what you think is weird can be anyone you want to see.'" ”

Zheng Xiu's demeanor at this moment seemed a little strange to Anne.

Sometimes confused, sometimes groaning, sometimes abrupt. It's like a question that has been haunting him for a long, long time, and finally being resolved at this moment.

Desperate, the orange cat didn't want to pay attention to the stupid human, because she knew very well that without the key, there was no future.

She didn't want to speak. But Zheng Xiu suddenly said a mess at this moment, undoubtedly stepping on the fragile heart of the orange cat, which made Anne unable to hold back.

"Human, do you want to hear what you're saying?"

The confusion, hesitation, and suddenness on Zheng Xiu's face faded away in an instant, replaced by a relief that seemed to see through everything.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The light wheel behind the monk flickered black and white, and two distinct rays of light reflected the shattered sky into two colors.

Suddenly, the monk raised his head, his left face looked like a Buddha, he smiled slightly, and his right face looked like a demon, and his hatred was awe-inspiring.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

The monk shouted one after another.

"Look, monk he didn't give up." Zheng Xiu touched Annie's hairy head and rubbed it vigorously, the once supreme master, the ultimate elegance, the embodiment of elegance, the indescribable existence, the lord of elegance, at this moment, like an ordinary kitten, was rubbed into a rattle by Zheng Xiu's rough big hands, swayed over, swayed over.

He was right when he said that human beings are fragile. You will die, you will be deceived, you will be played, you will be fooled, you will be confused, you will be frustrated, you will despair. However, it is precisely because of the fragility of human nature that human tenacity in the face of desperate situations is so precious and rare. ”

"That's why I can't let go of the weak part of my human nature."

"I admit it, I accept it, I face it."

"I'm ...... Alone. ”

The angry monk suddenly calmed down.

The light wheel behind him suddenly turned into pure black, and the ninth round began.

The black light emitted by the nine pitch-black rings obscured the sky and the sun, staining everything around them black.

All the light curtains went black, and all the rooms collapsed into the void.

The monk raised his eyes.

Monk: "This is a human being! ”

Zheng Xiu: "This is a human being!" ”

……

In the prison of the heart.

The mist squeezed silently into the center like a wave, and the rusty cage was covered with cracks, twisted into strange shapes in the squeezing, as if they would be crushed into powder at any moment.

When this sentence passed through the barrier of space and entered the heart, the palm that was about to extinguish the flames of the parchment scroll stopped slapping.

The gray mask held in the left hand of the Riddle Arm grinned strangely, and retreated into the mist as silently as it came.

Smack.

The gray mask falls on the table.

Little by little, the parchment scrolls burned out.

Before it burned out, the handwriting on the scroll was constantly changing.

[Fit]: [170%]

[Fit]: [175%]

[Fit]: [180%]

[Fit]: [185%]

[Fit]: [190%]

[Fit]: [195%]

……

Twenty-sided dice, covered with cracks, swirled in front of Zheng Xiu.

A small flying knife fell into Zheng Xiu's hands.

Form 2: Shocking.

The flying knife was translucent, Zheng Xiu held it in his hand, and his fingers penetrated through the knife from time to time.

Silky black electric light lingered on the flying knife, faintly exuding a terrifying power.

[Shock] and [Inspiration].

Zheng Xiu looked at the flying knife with [Inspiration] attached to it in his hand in surprise, remembering all the things that had happened.

This is a flying knife that does not cut the body, but only the soul.

"Annie."

Zheng Xiu stared at the flying knife, thoughtful.

"Meow?"

Anne seemed to have completely turned into a cat, squatting on the ground, her head tilted slightly, revealing a cute expression.

"Do you think it's possible, a long, long, long time ago, that there was such a guy who invaded this place, anticipated everything that happened today, and left a puzzle for us to solve today?"

Anne shook her head vigorously: "No meow!" She was very sure: "No way!" It is impossible, it is not scientific and unreasonable. ”

The monk flew up and swept into the air.

The space collapsed, the desert was collapsing at a terrible speed, the ground, the space, the clouds, the scorching sun, everything in the room, all the matter, were now infected, devoured, and decomposed into wisps of black data streams, flowing upwards backwards.

The nine rounds of black light were heavy, and the monk's dark eyes stared at the palm-sized flying knife in Zheng Xiu's hand, and he seemed to feel the terrifying power contained in the flying knife.

Sou!

The monk clasped his hands together, and the pitch-black light condensed between the monk's palms and compressed into a flower.

The pitch-black flowers, like pure black lotus, slowly swirled between the palms of the monks, and drops of pitch-black viscous liquid dripped from the black lotus petals.

"Big brother."

The monk held flowers in his palm, revealing a pure and immaculate smile like the day he first met.

"Come on."

The monk slowly pushed the black lotus into the shattered world.

The pitch-black lotus flower was like a black hole, sucking the twisted black data stream around it, forming a terrifying vortex that frantically devoured everything around it.

"Son!"

As the space collapsed, the endless desert had long been submerged by the black ocean, leaving only a small piece like an isolated island. A door suddenly appeared out of thin air on the isolated island, and the white-haired Zheng Haoran carried the wolf king whose life and death were unknown on his left shoulder, and the old divine doctor who folded his waist at a terrible angle on his right shoulder, and a fierce man with a broken arm who was shivering with cold in his mouth. As soon as Zheng Haoran opened his mouth, Pei Gaoya, who was holding the severed arm in his mouth, fell to the ground with a snort, and let out a miserable scream.

Yin Qingqing, Xi'er, Yue Linglong, Ye, Snake, and several girls helped each other to walk in from the door, and their bodies were scarred, but the moment they saw Zheng Xiu, they all showed a bright smile on their faces.

Qing Shisan's hair stood on end, and a white-haired little girl stood beside him.

Qing Shisan waved his hand at Zheng Xiu exhaustedly, lit the cigarette stick with trembling hands, and took a deep breath.

Before the door was about to close, a dragon spirit and tiger figure rolled and jumped in, landed on the ground, and happened to step on the screaming Pei Gaoya's ass.

"I'm going to kill you!" Pei Gaoya screamed.

"The Red King!"

"Sir!"

"Boss!"

"Young Master!"

Everyone saw the horrific scene before them, the black lotus spinning, devouring the last room of the city.

Anne watched in shock at the weak humans who walked out of the door one after another, whom she regarded as a "resource".

According to her calculations, none of these people could survive every room.

It's a miracle.

From their faces, Anne seemed to feel that it could not be described as a "miracle".

She remembered Zheng Xiu's strange words: "This is a human being." ”

Zheng Xiu's wrist flicked, and the flying knife shot out.