Yan Feng Qili took the disc from his forehead, showing off the distorted cheeks of the blonde man on its surface.

"Although he is a worthless fellow, the mind of a magician is enough for me to understand all this, and his memories of being involved in the construction of the enchantment contain many inside stories that I did not know."

"It's just a combination of the two, and it's so easy to get it done."

Araya Zonglian stared at the sad face of her old friend on the disc and sighed.

"That idiot in Aruba...... I said that I don't want to approach you, and it's really a terrible ability to dissolve and extract my mind and memory. ”

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you, although I still had some doubts when I got the omen, but the moment the origin awakened, I understood everything."

Yan Feng Qili opened his arms and shouted a little fanatically.

"If it weren't for you to awaken my Origin and thus awaken this ember, I don't know when the path to heaven would have progressed!"

"Now, the fanatics who disobey Roland are here to be punished by Heaven!"

Araya Zonglian didn't answer, the path to the root was in front of him, and it only took a few steps to achieve it, and whoever he came to hinder would regard him as the embodiment of inhibition.

The air around him became tighter and tighter, and when the killing intent of the Wild Wild Sect began to distort like a substance, a dangerous sense of oppression, he finally asked Yan Feng Qili as an understander.

"Yan Feng Qili, what are you asking for?"

"True happiness."

"Where?"

"There is only heaven, only ...... Rowland. ”

Yan Feng Qili did not hesitate to express his reverence for that existence, and walked to the top of the broken staircase in the apartment step by step.

"Those who meet him will be guided by him to the heaven he has indicated!"

With every step, from the surrounding heads, there were faint golden points of light flying out, and they disappeared into Yan Feng Qili's body

"The gravitational pull of human encounters is like {gravity}, and it is an inextricable fate to meet for the sake of encountering."

"That's what {real} is all about!"

"Those who are true will always be happy!"

Huang Ye Zonglian stared at Yan Feng's bowful movements, and what echoed in her ears were the vain words of fanatics.

There is no doubt that Yan Feng Qili is indeed his own understanding, and the belief in the eternal happiness of the enlightened person is believed by him from the bottom of his heart, but just as the mystery will succumb to the higher mystery, the laws that Yan Feng Qili believes in will be replaced by something more pure and crazy.

Now, compared to the empty appearance before, he is like an empty shell that has finally obtained a soul, and he does not need to maintain the mask of an ascetic, he no longer needs to hang salvation and mercy in his ears, he only needs to vent his inner fantasy unscrupulously.

"This is exactly what I am seeking, entrusting everything to Roland, unburdening it, for the sake of my friend Roland, for the realization of heaven, I will dedicate it

- Eyes of Heaven! ”

Araya Zonglian raised a hand from under the black coat, and slowly, raised her left hand to shoulder height, and opened her palm weakly, as if calling for something.

Then, the black-clothed monk closed his open palm, and the action seemed to be crushing something, and Yan Feng Qili's body suddenly began to shake when he walked to the end of the stairs.

His strengthened robe, which could even withstand bullets, exploded at this time, and the attacks that could not be perceived hit Yan Fengqili's whole body evenly from all directions.

"You lost, the bullet made from that origin is indeed effective, but for me in the enchantment, the recovery speed is far beyond your imagination."

Yan Feng Qili realized in an instant what the impact just now was, and the Wild Wild Sect Lotus crushed the entire space he was in, thus making him in the present world feel as if his whole body had been run over.

"Your life is cut off."

A voice came from behind Yan Feng Qili, mixed with melancholy, sighing, and hateful voices, and although the experienced agent no longer felt the control of his body, he still subconsciously looked at his chest.

There was a man's wrist stretched out, and a heart was held in his hand.

Araya Zonglian, who suddenly appeared from behind him, said.

"No matter what kind of ritual it is, as long as you are the presiding officer, he will not be able to have any effect, no matter how calculating you are, when you choose to use the enchantment I arranged, you will not be able to turn back."

Huangye Zonglian crushed Yan Feng Qili's heart, and shook off the residue in his hand with an action like throwing off a plastic bag containing water.

"That guardian spirit called the White Snake is indeed very strong, but this ability also needs to be close to play a role, but in this infinite loop, in the space inside my body, I don't need to kill you for even a second."

Although he was almost forced to a dead end by the two rituals many times in the original book, it was because the other party was just two rituals, and the strength of the Araya Zonglian itself was far beyond the scope of human beings, and all the magicians that Yan Feng Qili had met before would not end up better than him when facing the Abylla Zonglian.

"Yan Feng, you said before that I couldn't kill you until the ceremony was completed, and now it seems that this is not the case, this ceremony is over, and it is you who fail."

With an expression that didn't know whether it was distress or sadness, Huangye Zonglian stared at Yan Feng Qili's death.

"Yan Feng Qili, in the end, you are just a human being."

Yan Feng Qili spit out the blood in his mouth and fell to his knees, his strong vitality made him not lose consciousness immediately, but it was also an indisputable fact that those fanatical eyes were slowly extinguishing under the result that death was a foregone conclusion.

But even so, the corners of his mouth still hooked up a meaningful arc.

"The ceremony is over...... That's true, but why do you say that I've failed? ”

Yan Feng Qili suddenly said something that made people feel a little chill in the back.

"Although I was killed by you, it also makes me feel inexplicably relieved, because now, I am quite sure that my friends will succeed, and all the developments so far are expected, didn't I say, Araya, this ritual is a living sacrifice of fate for the birth of the kingdom of heaven?"

"You don't think that the sacrifice is you, do you?"

Hearing such words, even Araya Zonglian felt a chill and a hint of surprise.

It was only then that he understood a fact.

He had always been mistaken, he thought that Yan Feng Qili's motive was to seize the fruits of the ceremony, or to destroy his path, but in fact it was not.

The priest standing before him was undoubtedly a seeker.

No, I should describe it as a madman.

"You're crazy."

The monk who wanted to destroy the world looked at the priest and said.

"Chaowen said, you can die at night, this is enlightenment, but you can't even see the road itself, entrust it to others, after making this act as if giving up, you still believe in the road itself, you are no longer a seeker who walks with me, just a simple madman."

"Am I crazy, or are you crazy?"

Yan Feng Qili looked at Huang Ye Zonglian with pity, "Huang Ye, shouldn't what you are pursuing be a realm that can answer everything?" When did this goal become the necessity to step into the realm? ”

In the past few days, Yan Feng Qili has gained insight into the essence of the Wild Wild Sect Lotus, he has lived too long, and even his original intention has long been worn out, but because he does not forget his obsession, he has distorted his goal.

A spiral of contradictions, the structure of this apartment is the best way to describe him.

"If you don't think you're special, if you don't think you're the only one who can save this aging world, you can't continue to exist, because you can't admit that you're ugly and worthless to live, so you stubbornly pursue the roots, but ironically, your pursuit itself may only serve as a pedal of fate."

"Araya Zonglian, you are just a slave of fate."

Yan Feng Qili's heart was full of surging emotions, and for him, this journey to heaven was also part of his growth.

Huangye Zonglian thinks that Yan Feng Qili has gone wrong, but on the contrary, in Yan Feng Qili's opinion, why is the other party not like this?

Yan Fengqili's question echoed in his ears, and Huang Ye Zonglian seemed to be disdainful, and exhaled a sigh of mockery.

"That kind of thing is not something that a dying person can judge."

Regarding the ridicule of Huangye Zonglian, Yan Fengqili did not have any negative emotions, but refuted it very resolutely.

"-Of course I can, Araya Zonglian, because we are all just slaves of fate."

He looked up, his gaze heating up again, his emptiness and nothingness as if vanished as those golden points of light melted into his body.

"You will only devote yourself to the meaningless pursuit, repeating the collection of death, and I am the same, I repeat all the tests I can think of, but I will not find any conclusion until I meet my friend."

"As slaves, we can't resist fate itself, so we should have enlightenment, isn't this your ideal human being?"

Yan Feng Qili let out an impassioned shout, staring at his eyes that did not dodge at all, but were full of eagerness, and the absolute upper hand of the Wild Wild Sect Lian took a step back.

"The so-called enlightenment is not a sacrifice, but a path of light that is rational and progressive in the dark wilderness!"

Of the thirty-six souls, only the beginning and the end are the most valuable.

The first soul symbolizes the beginning, and it is the starting point for Roland to engrave his true destiny into his fate, to write an irreversible destiny and to break free from the shackles.

And the key to this shackle, the first soul that should be sacrificed, is Yan Feng Qili himself.

After understanding this, Yan Feng Qili became enlightened.

This is one of the necessary conditions, the true meaning of a trustworthy friend.

He dragged his exhausted body to stand up again, and the will in his eyes, which shone like stars and gold, replaced blood, allowing Yan Fengqili to regain his ability to move.

If this is the world that Roland wants, then whatever he gives, he will have to give everything for this sublime.

"On this earth, the quantity of the soul is conserved, and the weight and mass that a living creature can have may continue to increase, but it is only one after all,"

"However, if there is a way for a person to have several parts of the essence of the soul at the same time, what do you think that person will see in his eyes? What will happen to that person? ”

Leaving such a terrible question, Yan Feng Qili looked out of the barrier with great reverence, as if in response to a gaze that was looking at him.

Perhaps because of the return to light, some long-term memories also resurfaced in Yan Fengqili's mind.

That was a long time ago.

In order to change his abnormality and feel the happiness that ordinary people have, he made many attempts, and his last attempt was marriage.

Chose to marry a terminally ill woman with no future, named Claudia Ordaisia.

They spent two years together, Claudia understood the twist of Yanfeng Qili and loved him, and Yanfeng Qili tried hard to love Claudia.

However, no matter how hard he tries, he can only be happy when Claudia is in pain, and the more his wife tries to heal himself, the more he wants to see the other person's sigh.

Therefore, when this emotion intensified, Yan Feng Qili got the answer.

In the white hospital room, he said such words.

"I don't really love you."

But the woman, who was attacked by the disease and had difficulty even getting up, just smiled.

"No, you're in love with me."

Then, with a smile, the woman swung her knife at herself.

The blood-stained woman looked up at the man with a passing impression and smiled brightly.

"Hey, you're crying."

Of course, it is impossible for Yan Feng Qili to cry, but that woman sees it this way.

You are able to love people, you are a person with survival value, and women prove it by their death.

But Feng Qili left the room without saying a word, saying goodbye to the Lord's teachings.

He was indeed saddened.

"Why is that? Anyway, I'm going to die, and I want to kill it with my own hands. ”

Is that emotion love or not? For the flawed Yan Fengqili, he couldn't tell whether that thought was for his own happiness or because of the sadness of deep love.

However, that idea has not changed yet.

- Those who commit suicide cannot go to heaven.

It is impossible for that saint-like woman not to know this, but is she now being evil without knowing it, or is she being evil but has a trace of conscience?

However, he did understand the woman a little.

Yan Feng Qili opened his arms and slowly walked to the end of the stairs.

"I want to...... Follow him all the time......

I'd love to see him...... Things to do on {world} ......"

"—Roland, I love you as I love God."

With that, he fell backwards and fell straight down in the shape of a cross with a relieved smile on his face.

Araya Zonglian didn't stop it, because everything was meaningless, and the man was dead.

Yan Feng Qili's corpse slowly fell, turning into a burst of light and disappearing in midair.

Looking at this scene, Araya Zonglian's expression was very grim, and it was full of shadows like a sage challenging a proposition that could never be solved.

He didn't move for half a minute, choosing to stand still, watching as the enemy who had entered his enchantment like water melted into the sea.

From the other world, from the demon realm, from the dark realm, came out of the figure holding the disc.

As if he had expected it, Roland gently released the disc in his hand.

Without the help of any external force, the disc itself, called the Double Existence, was surrounded by countless golden rays, like a tower of light that shone brightly.

And in the huge light of the stars, the energy contained in the disc, like a volcanic eruption, increased rapidly, and even the disc itself, as if the play button had been pressed, began to spin wildly.

"Really, it's been a long circle, looking for secret words in the other world, coming to this strange city to complete the ritual, and the soul that will be sacrificed is right next to me."

Roland let out a long sigh, his eyes were confused, and even his shoulders drooped.

"The shortest way is to take a long detour, and a long way is the shortest shortcut, I know this early on, are you doing this so that I can engrave this in my heart?"

The disc that had turned into a golden whirlwind, like a full moon at the right time, was still compressing and circling the power in the soul, and finally rushed to Roland's hands as if it had consciousness.

On the surface of this new disc, there is no imprint to be seen, only a sense of magic that seems to be able to suck everything around you into it.

"ALL IN ALL, THANK YOU, QILI, FOR YOUR LAST {DISC}, I DID RECEIVE IT."

Roland sighed and said to the two ceremonies next to him.

"So, then, before I accept this gift completely, Shiki, help me kill this guy,

——As a farewell to my friend Yanfengqi. ”

The two ceremonies looked into Roland's gaze, and even without saying a second sentence, she could feel the other's determination.

That sentence, which seemed to ask for help, contained the implication that if he didn't do it himself, he would take over.

"Of course, give him to me."

The corners of the girl's mouth slightly provoked a hideous smile.

The man in front of him is the culprit of everything, but he must be killed by himself.

What Roland said before was right, Araya Zonglian was indeed a very dangerous man to himself.

Even if you don't want to see the death of all things in your eyes, this man doesn't, and this situation is the first time that Roland has encountered it.

Under one's own gaze, only human beings will have this line that can be crossed to make it end and stop.

Whether it was a flaw or the weakest part of the molecular bond, the two rituals were not clear, but they could only be seen.

The two ceremonies stared at the man with extremely strong, unprecedentedly unprecedented, after their brains began to heat up, and most of their consciousness was in a trance, after desperately observing.

She had a beautiful smile.

The thread of Aya's death still exists.

You can see the hole in the center of the body, in the middle of the chest, and the lines are drawn in the same place like a child's graffiti, but in the end, it creates a strange hole.

According to Roland, this is because the other party has buried the Buddha bone relics of the holy monk in his hands, and this product that symbolizes nirvana is itself in the boundary between life and death, so it is extremely difficult to see.

But as long as you can still see, that's enough.

In the blue pupils of the two ceremonies, the dazzling rainbow light intensified.

- Whether it's a Buddha or a demon, as long as it's a living thing, even a god will kill you!

(End of chapter)