Dominate!

A mere glass of wine can make any life become the master in situ!

"It can't be!"

Zheng Xiu didn't respond, but the orange cat opened its mouth wide and denied it in a trembling voice:

"It can't be!"

"If it is so simple to achieve 'Domination', why can so many gods flock to it!"

"And if you have such a treasure, how can you live so safely until now!"

"Hiss......"

The magician secretly took a breath: "Sure enough, ......"

Anne narrowed her eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the magician was already a "projection", she would have slapped it with one paw, angry. Anne asked, "What is it?" ”

The Magician said:

"In addition to the common sense of 'drunkenness', 'wine' is often endowed with some good wishes and 'symbols'."

"For example, the famous 'Wine of Eternal Life'."

The magician struggled to take his eyes off the wine. Although it is not too difficult to become a master, Arcana is a treasure after all, a glass of wine that can make any life a master, and the magician is curious about what that glass of wine tastes like.

"For example: 'Sweet dreams', 'madness', 'courage', 'foolishness', 'fantasies'......"

"Domination, on the other hand, is to take a certain path to the extreme and incarnate it into a 'concept' existence."

"Ululu has added ...... 'miracles' to His wine."

"This cup of 'Wululu's despair' is a glass of 'miracle wine'."

"A cup, a 'miracle' born in despair."

The magician sighed, "A long, long, long time ago, I had the privilege of witnessing a glass of wine that led to the birth of a 'miracle'. ”

"And Ululu is notoriously non-lying."

"He said this cup of wine will make you a master, and you will be a master."

The magician lowered the brim of his hat so that others could not see his expression clearly.

He used an understatement,

Say the last sentence: "If I guess correctly, this cup of wine, for the rest of his life, can only make one cup." ”

On the screen, Wu Lulu nodded, not denying: "Yes, only one cup." ”

Anne looked down at the hole in her chest and raised her claws again, on which a looming, "loophole" of authority swirled.

She suddenly felt that the authority of the clawed ruler was no longer fragrant.

"So precious,"

Zheng Xiu took a breath and said, "Is it really good to give it to me." ”

The magician glanced at Zheng Xiu strangely: "What, you don't want it?" ”

"It's not,"

Zheng Xiu scratched the small pimple on his forehead and fell into deep thought.

His mind still echoed with the "whispers" he had heard when he was immersed in the sea of black sources and temporarily became part of that "collective consciousness".

"They" say that it is wrong to be "in charge."

For some reason, he was convinced of the "whispers" of remorse, chagrin, and pain in the "collective consciousness". Because at that time, Zheng Xiu almost became a part of "them" and became one with them, Zheng Xiu was themselves, who would lie to themselves?

He thinks that the way to become the master is wrong, but where is the wrong and what is right, for Zheng Xiu today, it is like a flower in the fog and the moon in the water, Zheng Xiu can see it vaguely, but he can't see it clearly.

His intuition told him that if he drank this wine and thus became the "Lord of Correction," he would regret it.

Why?

After thinking about it, Zheng Xiu suppressed the stupidity in his heart and licked his lower lip: "I...... Can I pack it? ”

On the light curtain, several gaps on Wu Lulu's face opened suddenly, looking like a "shocked .jpg", and the "Angel of Energy", who had been quietly listening and preparing to attack, was ready to attack. NieR" also looked surprised.

After a while, Anne gave a thumbs up: "It's worthy of you." ”

Qing 13 walked alone to a six, and smiled when he heard it: "The master really doesn't do business that may suffer losses, and if you can't eat it, you have to put it in your pocket first." ”

After the shock, Wu Lulu was obviously stunned for a while, he didn't understand the meaning of "packing" at first, but then he finally understood. Nodding.

A flash of light flashed, and the "Despair of Wululu" suspended on the Jiuquan turned into a card and spun.

Zheng Xiu held [Wu Lulu's Despair] in his hand, and without waiting for Wu Lulu to explain, he seemed to be blessed to his heart, and instantly understood the use of the card.

It's very convenient, just crush it.

After putting the precious [Ululu's Despair] in his pocket.

The magician said, "You should go." ”

The magician's words made the atmosphere in the magic god country freeze instantly.

Zheng Xiu said: "Thank you." ”

The magician shook his head: "No. If you find our leader...... Please tell her,"

"Huh?"

"The lights of the troupe will never go out."

“…… Good. ”

The magician smiled and clapped his hands, and the small garden, the tea table, the biscuits, and the snacks were all gone.

He stood up, his hands open, and the palms and backs of his hands were displayed in front of Zheng Xiu one after another.

Zheng Xiu didn't understand what the magician was doing at first, until all the spotlights in the heavens and the earth suddenly gathered on the magician's body.

The surroundings are gloomy, and the magician has become the most dazzling existence in this small world at this moment.

"Hee-hee-hee!"

"Hahaha!"

"Captain!"

"We're back!"

"The lights of the troupe will never be extinguished!"

"There is no end to our performances!"

"We are the 'nightmare', we are the 'troupe'."

In the sky, there were strange silhouettes, the posture of the silhouettes looked hideous and terrifying, laughter came from all directions, and this lonely world suddenly became lively because of the appearance of the silhouettes.

Zheng Xiu's eyes swept over the silhouettes, but the joyful atmosphere inexplicably made Zheng Xiu feel that there seemed to be a strong smell of "sadness" in the air. He was silent, stretched out his palm, and let the bunches of "reason" wrap around his fingertips, shuttle around him, and let laughter and applause surround him.

"Transform, Penetrate, Restore, Shift, Change, Hide, Cut, Escape...... Prophecy. ”

"Magic is just the most basic tricks and skills, combined with each other, and it can't be used on the stage."

The magician smiled and flipped his palms, which was actually the magician's "starting hand" at the beginning of the performance, signaling to the audience that there was nothing in his hands.

Zheng Xiu knew that the magician was using the name of "magic" to change "magic", but he still didn't say a word and quietly watched the magician's "performance".

This is the magician...... The final performance.

This is also the ...... of the Nightmare Theatre Swan song.

"I prophesy that you will return in peace."

"I prophesy that the long night will come to an end."

"I predict that one day, the lights of the troupe will shine on a certain corner of the source sea."

"I prophesy that there will be a beam of light that will light your way."

"So,"

A black and white cane rotates nimbly in the magician's hand.

"I will bring you to the end of that fate."

“3，”

“2，”

“1。”

"I wish you all a ...... Wonderful evening. ”

Syllable.

The magician snapped his fingers.

Everyone's eyes are like the moment when the lights are turned off and turned on instantly, and the lights go out and shine. A ten-thousandth of a second later, when everyone came back to their senses, they had come to a strange world.

Lead-gray black swirls, overlapping and solidifying in the endless "sky". No, Zheng Xiu lowered his head, he couldn't even determine if the "whirlpool" group above his head was the sky, and if the place under his feet was the earth.

The viscous liquid tumbled under his feet, like a sea of clouds, and like a huge boiler.

What about orange cats?

What about the thirteenth celebration?

What about them?

What about Ululu?

What about Neil?

Everyone disappeared, and Zheng Xiu was the only one left in this empty and strange place.

Zheng Xiu, who had stood for a moment, suddenly raised his head and looked at the "side" in surprise.

I saw an incomparably huge "wine barrel", that is, the "world ship" that Wu Lulu had appeared on the light curtain, with a rolling "source" spraying behind him, breaking a big hole, quickly disintegrating, and falling to this side.

A palm hundreds of times larger than the World Ship, with a raging flame burning on the palm, actually slapped from the whirlpool and slapped the dying "wine barrel" to the ground.

The direction was confused, and the barrel was flapped away, spun away, and disappeared from Zheng Xiu's field of vision in an instant.

"Ululu!"

Zheng Xiu never expected to see the crash of the world ship of "Wululu" as soon as he appeared, and he was about to catch up and take a look, but the next second he felt a chill behind his back, he subconsciously stopped and turned around slowly.

Shirley didn't know when she appeared behind Zheng Xiu, and her face revealed a strange look on Zheng Xiu.

"Uncle, you really came."

Shirley pouted and complained as usual: "Obviously, uncle, you don't have to come in, this 'tower' is too dangerous for uncle." ”

"Tower?"

Zheng Xiu noticed a strange word in Shirley's words.

"Didn't Uncle find out?" Shirley wondered, "This is a tower." ”

Shirley, who was wearing a snow-white dress, was spotless, she was barefoot, and gently "stomped" under her feet: "It's this tower, they're all here." ”

"Them?"

Shirley thought for a moment and nodded, "It's 'them', 'them', 'all', it's all here." ”

Zheng Xiu's face changed, and he flew high while being vigilant against Shirley.

He crossed an unknown distance in an instant, and here, there was no gravity, no space, no concept of time.

His first feeling was that he was wrong, that there was no distinction between the so-called "sky" and "ground" at all.

While taking off, Zheng Xiu's "divine sense" poked out, and the next second he was shocked.

As Shirley said, it's a tower.

A ...... It is incomparably huge, bigger than any "concept" in Zheng Xiu's cognition, deeper and farther than "world", "universe", "time", and "reincarnation". He stood on a "tower" that seemed to run through the source sea.

The tower was squeezed with countless corpses, wriggling flesh, churning bones, and viscous divine blood.

In these squeezed flesh, Zheng Xiu "saw" huge gears, pale palms, twisted Buddhas, hills in the shape of bats, lakes in the shape of cat's claws, and broken doors...... What Zheng Xiu could imagine, what he couldn't imagine, what he could not imagine, what he was alive, what was dead, what was decomposed, what was merged, everything, everything, was squeezed into a ...... in an extremely violent way Tower!

Is this a tower?

Zheng Xiu's eyes were shocked, and the waterfall-like black streamer washed in his eyes. He tried to get a glimpse of the tower, but he was only a god, a god. In an instant, a sense of inferiority that was smaller than an ant and more humble than a grasshopper surged uncontrollably.

On this tower, there are "everything" that can be seen in the source sea, or that Zheng Xiu has never seen.

God, the Lord, the man, the living being, everything, everything, all became part of the "tower".

"Gross-"

A whirlwind of heaven and earth strangely squeezed into Zheng Xiu's brain, and he actually let out a burst of retching.

"Buzz—"

The countless voices were like a spoon, stirring frantically in Zheng Xiu's head. Zheng Xiu couldn't hear what those voices were saying, the resentment of hundreds of millions of living beings, gods, and masters, their anger, and their unwillingness converged into one voice, which instantly destroyed Zheng Xiu's consciousness.

Like a tsunami, a tidal wave, it cannot be resisted.

In front of this huge "collective", Zheng Xiu is too small, too small.

(End of chapter)