Sink......

Sink......

Deprived of their five senses, they feel like they are immersed in a boundless sea of suffering.

Consciousness sinks.

Forever.

But suddenly,

Before their eyes,

In the boundless darkness, a little faint light, flickering silently.

It's like the stars that begin to light up in the dark night, one, two, three, four...... The stars gradually illuminated the deep and desperate night.

Immersed in the darkness and filth, their countless consciousnesses flowed into their thoughts like ocean currents.

……

"We will lie dormant, wait, wait for him to return, or ...... Until dawn! ”

"It's just a god, but that's it!"

"I'm not Li Erfat,"

"It's not Emperor Wang Tian,"

"I'm the one who wants to beat you!"

"If you insist on giving me a name,"

"I'm the strongest fusion warrior...... Fat Emperor! ”

"If you don't go back?"

"Then there will be no return!"

"I have a big sword, which can break the sun, moon and stars, and can slaughter the gods!"

"This is,"

"Kill the gods with a sword!"

"Sword Ninety-Nine!"

……

The chaotic thoughts were chaotic at first, but in the end, "they" seemed to be twisted into a rope, or rather, an arrow! One, an indomitable arrow.

"What a sound is this!"

The crowd struggled to open their eyes.

They looked in amazement, and in the darkness, the stars shone brightly.

Yue Linglong's voice trembled: "It's ...... 'they', it's the 'seniors' who fell in Ragnarok......"

"They ......"

The Inhuman mark behind Yue Linglong shook wildly.

The imprint and the voices of the predecessors inexplicably echoed.

Tears rolled down.

"What are you crying about?"

In the common consciousness, Yue Linglong's inexplicable sadness infected others.

"I don't know, I don't know...... But ......"

Yue Linglong's mood was rarely turbulent, and she didn't know what she was crying about. But at this moment, those voices, the "mood" conveyed by her predecessors, made her cry. She vaguely saw the heroic posture of the predecessors who fought for a long, long time, and their attitude of never giving up and facing the gods.

"They're still alive."

Yue Linglong nodded vigorously, flicked her ten fingers, and launched the Inhuman Technique.

……

On a mirror-smooth plain.

Rumble!

Shirley looked back in surprise.

In the solidified "filth", it shattered, and a figure dyed with white light flames blasted open the unbreakable barrier with a punch and rose to the sky.

An old man with white eyebrows and beards, with a straight back and a radiant look.

His figure loomed, as if it would dissipate with the wind at any time, but in an instant, his blazing gaze made Shirley feel unprecedented danger.

Shirley frowned and asked, "Are you?" ”

The old man did not answer, and slowly raised an index finger.

Immediately afterwards, the second person "broke the ground" and came out.

She is a woman with long hair and a shawl, absolutely beautiful and cold.

She had two long knives hanging from her waist.

She held Ji Honglotus in her hand and threw it aside.

Shirley asked again, "Are you?" ”

The woman silently raised an index finger.

Third person,

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and beautiful man, he put his hands behind his back, smiled, and slowly spoke: "I have a sword, the upper poor and the green, and the lower Yellow Spring." ”

He also raised an index finger.

The fourth person, a fat man, carried the dying Dog Emperor, his eyes narrowed, and he could barely see the pupils. Fat Dun rubbed his palms and smiled: "Wang'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, this time, do you still want to fit?" ”

The Dog Emperor, known as "Wang Er", wanted to slap the fat pier away, but he shed tears without arguing.

"What are you crying about, you've lived enough."

Chubby Dun smiled freely.

A tall giant appeared behind the fat man, slapped the fat man's head, and smiled gently: "Fatty, long time no see." ”

Chubby Dun's free and easy smile suddenly froze.

"Ah, this is a grand comeback feast."

The man with slightly curly hair, the man who didn't smile, left the bewildered Qing Thirteen, and took out a tarot card by himself.

The blonde girl wearing armor, heroic posture, and dull hair on the top of her head, threw Wei Ruyi aside, looked around, and finally fixed her eyes on the infinitely high and infinite "high wall": "Now, Rin, is he in that wall?" ”

"It doesn't seem like anything to do with me." The unremarkable girl squatted to the side depressedly, and she became a passerby again.

More and more "people", breaking through the ground, appeared on the plain of despair.

There are tall muscular men who shout "Ah Zhen Ah Zhen I am Ah Qiang";

There are weirdos who look silly, have deep-set eye sockets, giggle to themselves, and mumble "boy" with their index fingers;

There are squinting-eyed Confucian scholars who shout "I should have retired a long time ago";

There are male and female, handsome men with long hair and robes;

There are 20,000 "sisters" who look exactly the same;

Qing 13 and others were rescued by "them" one after another, looking at the "seniors" who were all kinds and dressed in strange costumes, the monk couldn't scratch his head, wondered and muttered to himself, and asked Yue Linglong, who was not far away: "Second sister-in-law, these seniors are all made up by you?" ”

Yue Linglong shook her head: "I'm just a 'corpse sewer', it is impossible to bring the dead back to life, let alone them...... It is a existence far beyond human beings. ”

Qing Thirteen Bar Clicker Smoking a cigarette, looking at the unusual halo shining on several people's bodies, suddenly, he remembered that not long ago, the old man had used ghostly painting skills to present a similar scene, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and opened his mouth to say: "They are 'Missing Body'!" ”

Yue Linglong asked, "'Missing body'?" Whose 'missing'? Who created them? ”

That's right!

There are more than 13 people in Qing, and no one knows "them"!

Whose "thoughts" are these "thoughts" that appear in the "End Land"?

The old man who appeared first smiled slightly: "Yes, we are 'missing'." ”

A curly-haired man with a smirk on his face, holding a tarot card between his fingertips, and the card is a "Lover". He smiled slightly:

"A man dies three times in his life."

"When the heart stops beating,"

"When a lifetime is remembered at a funeral,"

"When the world is forgotten."

"It's 'love' that leaves thoughts and 'we' here."

The mighty minds booed: "The Riddler must not die well!" ”

The old man suddenly realized: "It turned out to be that little guy!" ”

Shirley looked at the reunion scene in front of her.

No one paid any attention to her.

She waved her hand and impatiently commanded the "Five Demon Kings".

The terrifying black aura swept across the plain in an instant.

Feeling the horror of the five demon kings, even the old man suddenly quieted down, staring intently at the sky, the five demon kings who exuded the power of the world, and the "demon king Zheng Xiu" whose strength had reached its peak.

"Looks like there's no time to catch up."

The old man shook his head regretfully: "The old man thought that he could take time to have a drink with his old friends." ”

"I'm hungry." The hairy girl touched her belly through the armor.

"It's okay, I'll go with the knife." The girl with the double knife touched the knife at her waist.

The squinting Confucian who shouted retirement looked around, and this familiar scene made him sigh with emotion and sigh.

He clapped his hands and coughed lightly: "If the president is not here, the vice president is the president." Are there any processes we haven't gone through? ”

Thoughts and souls will smile.

"Apocalypse, assemble!"

The thoughts gathered into a beam of light, rushed straight to the sky, and killed the five demon kings.

……

Filth deeps.

Zheng Xiu and the orange cat are like rootless duckweed, floating powerlessly in the boundless darkness.

They closed their eyes.

I don't know when, one after another shimmers, even such a faint light, stinged Zheng Xiu's eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw the orange cat with its limbs outstretched, and a glow like a firefly escaped from the "hole" in her chest, floating upwards like a fragile little bubble.

More and more "starlight" drifted away from the holes of the orange cat.

Zheng Xiu's eyes were hollow and devoid of brilliance, looking at the hole in the orange cat's chest.

A thought came to mind: such a leakage method can leak more and more, and it is worthy of being the master of loopholes.

"What did you leak this time?"

The faint light reflected in Zheng Xiu's eyes, making his eyes a little more bright.

"I don't know, is there any point?"

Zheng Xiu was silent.

The orange cat let these strange "starlight" leak out of her chest, and the broken jar was broken, the master of the loophole is the master of the loophole, she can't care about being embarrassed at this time, anyway, there is no other god here except Zheng Xiu, and it is not a shame to be embarrassed in front of her own people.

Besides, she's not human.

Love what's wrong.

The orange cat's voice was filled with despair that could not be concealed.

"Perhaps, we were wrong from the beginning."

"This path was wrong from the beginning!"

"'Authority' exists from beginning to end, and we are masters of achievement, but we occupy that 'position' and become that 'concept'."

"But we covet eternal life, covet invincibility, covet freedom, covet freedom, but we don't know that the moment we step into the 'master', we take the initiative to send ourselves into the 'fate' destined by the 'authority' itself!"

"We have no place to return."

"Death of the living, Ragnarok, we, there is no other way but to go back."

Zheng Xiu, who was silent, was shocked when he heard the words.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

He swam up to the orange cat and grabbed it in his hand.

"Meow? I say, "The living soul is destroyed......"

"The previous sentence!"

"We have no place to return."

"Ahead!"

"We covet the ......"

"Earlier!"

The orange cat thought for a moment and repeated tentatively: "This path was wrong from the beginning?" ”

In an instant, it seemed that a spiritual light rushed straight towards Zheng Xiu's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

From a vague thought a long time ago, he seemed to be reawakened in this desperate moment.

"If the path was wrong from the start, then it was right...... Where is it? ”

He muttered to himself.

"If it was wrong from the beginning, then I should 'correct' him from the source, wouldn't it?"

Zheng Xiu suddenly stretched out his index finger, like a black mist, the irregularly shaped "authority", the authority called "correction", slowly rotated on his fingertips.

He stared straight at the mass of "corrections".

Anne was stunned, and subconsciously covered the hole in her chest: "What do you want to do?" ”

Zheng Xiu's expression was unprecedentedly calm at this moment.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Dazzling, like stars.

"You say, in the history of the Source Sea, is there any god or master who will take the initiative to crush the authority he has worked so hard to cultivate?"

Anne yelled, "You're crazy! ”

"It was wrong from the beginning, and since I was already wrong, I corrected this mistake, no."

Anne was excited, and she pressed Zheng Xiu with her paws: "Don't be impulsive! You'll be gone completely! ”

"Is there any other choice?"

Zheng Xiu smiled slightly and asked rhetorically.

Anne was stunned.

"What will happen?"

Zheng Xiu was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and crushed the authority.