0568 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 35)
Zhen Cheng broke free from the rubble and looked at the surrounding environment.
This is a flat rock top. In addition to the gravel that was smashed by itself, there are also a large number of human skeletons scattered around.
Although the scenery had changed from the one in her memory, to Zhen Cheng, everything still happened not long ago, and she quickly recognized it.
This is not far from where the [Original Image] is buried.
"I knew you wouldn't die so easily."
After finally climbing out of the ruins, Zhen Cheng heard a slightly familiar voice from behind.
Turning around, he saw a three-meter-long little giant with six arms. There was also a crooked servant in black beside him.
"Do I know you?" Zhen Cheng tilted his head and recalled.
She would not be wary or even afraid just because of the other person's appearance. In the Blood Candle Castle, what weird classmates haven't seen yet?
"Of course, we are old friends."
The little giant said, bowing forward. When his exaggerated body shape made him bend down, he put his face directly in front of Zhen Cheng:
"The Thirteenth Miss of the Zhen family, the great detective, overthrew our Scarry family, and was the culprit of destroying the world!
What gave you the courage to return to...my planet?"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, a figure that was too fast to be seen flashed behind Zhen Cheng. Next, there was a loud noise, accompanied by a shock wave of flying sand and rocks, which spread out in all directions with Zhen Cheng as the center.
That was Anbis's personal servant. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhen Cheng's attention was attracted by his master, he went around behind and launched a fatal attack.
Anbis is as cunning as ever, or perhaps the passage of time has given him a deeper scheming.
Leaning forward, the half of the face was completely twisted and tattered, as if it were a double-faced man. It was not only to give Zhen Cheng mental oppression, but also to block her sight.
Seemingly embarrassed, Zhen Cheng who crawled out of the gravel pit may not be truly defenseless, but when all her attention was attracted by the identity of the giant in front of her, the girl detective's logic was definitely to prioritize analyzing the enemy's intentions rather than guarding against them.
Invisible sneak attack.
For more than a month, Zhen Cheng had already forgotten the name Anbis Scarry.
For half a century, Anbisi never stopped considering Zhen Cheng as his ultimate imaginary enemy.
In the last confrontation, he was stretched like a clown.
This time, he was fully prepared.
The clothes of the black-robed servant completely exploded, and the body under the cloth looked more like a mixture of humans and centipedes. The sides of the body were independently connected one by one, and were covered with dense arms.
When these arms are hidden in clothes, they are mostly folded in front of the body.
Once Tu Qiong Dagger saw him, dozens of enchanted weapons were attacking Zhen Cheng from all angles at the same time!
Zhen Cheng never looked back from beginning to end.
Anbis's half-century of speculation was not wrong. Zhen Cheng's high-speed thinking has now begun to deduce the true relationship between the helmsman of Thetis and his boss behind the scenes.
As for the assassination in reality, she really didn't think about it. But she didn't think about it, not because the flaws were exposed, but because she didn't need to think about it at all.
She didn't look back simply because she knew that [they] didn't want to see their appearance.
Zhen Cheng's face gradually showed optimism and cheerfulness, that kind of sunny smile that everyone who saw her in her hometown could not forget after half a century and most of her life.
Just a few centimeters away from the smiling face, the expression on Anbis's old and twisted face was very wonderful.
In the shadow behind Zhen Cheng, indescribable arms stretched out. They seemed real but not real, seemed imaginary but not imaginary.
That is the purest malice, curse and resentment.
Mixed with the paradox, blended into each other, and finally formed a state of balance that would make any god move or even tremble.
Cluck, cluck, cluck... cluck.
A strange sound came from behind Zhen Cheng. She didn't know whether it was the blood bubbles in the throat of the mutant slave when he was dying, the collapse of dozens of arms being torn off one by one, or the three-dimensional body being swallowed by a curse from a higher dimension.
of chewing.
"Your servants are too ugly, or [they] are cuter, what do you think?" Zhen Cheng said with a smile, reaching out and gently patting the half of Anbis's cheek that was still intact.
Anbis's face twitched obviously, and then he showed a ferocious expression, growling gloomily: "Zhen Chengyong... He is right, you really haven't changed at all.
Unfortunately, you may not know that my world has changed a lot while you were away.
Human beings no longer need to be bound to their original form. We can transcend mutation and gain endless possibilities!
Just like this body specially designed to fight against gods, if I want to gain enough power to defeat you, I only need five minutes, it is as easy as changing clothes!"
"Yes, you are getting older and uglier. You have such ridiculous thoughts just because you don't know the existence of the Land of All Self, and you have never seen those who are constantly mutating and completely losing their minds.
There are many races in the world, but among all races, there are only humans.
Even if you rule this dying planet for another hundred and eighty centuries, you will never understand these truths.
Those shameless old things only need a little bit of the most outdated and cheapest biotechnology to tame you into obedience.
Oh, I almost forgot. The Land of Ten Thousand Me will not accept people like you. Dying without knowing anything may actually be your happiness."
As he spoke, Zhen Cheng suddenly stretched out his hands, stood on tiptoes, and turned back like a ballerina.
This action startled Anbis, who stumbled back two steps.
This made him realize one thing. Even after half a century of preparation, even with absolute support from the upper world, he still could not get rid of the shadow of inferiority in front of this evil girl.
No matter how arrogant you look on the outside, you are just as timid on the inside.
Otherwise, why should he fight for the advantage of words like a child who is eager to prove himself?
At the same time, the shadow under Zhen Cheng's feet also completely violated the optical principles, and always lay steadily in the direction behind her as she rotated.
"Huh? What does this guy look like? Actually, I'm quite curious."
No wonder Zhen Cheng was curious. In front of her were scattered all kinds of organ parts that looked human but not human.
Based on ordinary people's imagination, it is really difficult to restore this pile of weird things into a living thing.
Behind her, the strange sound of gurgling sounded again, mixed with Anbis's roar: