0570 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 37)
Is this the dead end predicted by Sister A?
Fortunately... I was already prepared. I just have to trouble Senior Ling'er.
Zhen Cheng looked solemn and spoke in a clear voice: "
I still remember the dawn of farewell to my hometown,
The tundra has been mourning for many years.
The setting sun is full of darkness,
I'll ask Suzune to break through the world."
To use the scene as a metaphor, it was just dawn when I left home in the morning, but when I came back in the evening, the fertile red soil had turned into a vast tundra.
The so-called day in the sky and the earth in a year, the hometown has been ravaged by conservatives, and how many generations of sorrow have been accumulated? Now that the world is approaching dusk, you still don't let it go, and you want to eat it up with deadly darkness...
Then, I have to use the power from outside to defeat the evil spirits in my small hometown, cut through the darkness, and spread the gospel with ringtones!
Of course Zhen Cheng expected that the darkness would have methods against him. This thing was originally created by the Supreme Holy Judgment Group.
As for this power that comes from the Shadow, and is "owned" and completely untouchable by his Shadow Affinity talent, Zhen Cheng has no chance of winning against it with his current divine power.
So her arrangement was...if she encountered this specific sniper attack, she would have no choice but to directly seek support from Blood Candle Castle.
Erlingyin has accumulated a lot of faith in this world, but after changing hands with Zhen Cheng, all that will become meaningless.
Although Zhen Cheng is also aware of the special nature of Senior Ling'er's physical problems, he doesn't want to hurt her.
But now, there is no choice.
After all, without the accumulation of the will of all living beings, it would be impossible to contact Blood Candle Castle in the dark.
"Is this...your power?"
Anbis Scarry's voice came from the depths that were completely enveloped in darkness and could not be seen. His voice was full of awe, but then it turned into wild laughter:
"Hahahaha... No wonder they arranged for you so solemnly. It turns out that humans can really become gods!
It's a pity...the great power makes you lose yourself.
Zhen Chengyong! The Miss Thirteen I know is not a little person who relies on her own brute strength.
When you give up using mental strategies to solve problems, you are already... hopeless!"
puff!
Zhen Cheng spurted out a mouthful of blood.
She was surprised to find that her speaking spirit not only failed to break the darkness, but actually caused her to suffer backlash.
This is the first time since he became a disciple of Qu Yun in Blood Candle Castle and understood the way to his own ascension.
Only by perceiving with your heart can you experience the hidden mysteries in the darkness.
Naturally, his hands and feet have been manipulated. Since he started searching for [World Fragments] for Blood Candle Castle, which crisis Zhen Cheng encountered was not a deliberate plan?
It's just that based on previous experience, the old guy from the Supreme Holy Judgment Team is just a little worse than his master, Qu Yunqi.
What the other party relies on is the prediction of the future. In this area alone, the teacher seems unable to compete head-on.
So she resorted to strange tricks to follow her whims and cope with all changes.
Specifically speaking, the method of predicting the future is not without limitations. Beings like those who have escaped fate can use their own will to find new paths outside of many predetermined futures.
Those creation gods who are not outside the Three Realms should be like this, and the only existence in the incarnation world may not be less generous.
Qu Yun's behavior can be inferred, but when she encounters him, her random thoughts will not leave traces in time.
Therefore, all along, my own methods, own strength, and realm have always been outside the layout of the referee team, and I have repeatedly turned danger into safety.
But the remaining four old gods of the Supreme Holy Judgment Group are not fuel-efficient lamps. The darkness here is the back-up they have laid with vigilance that far exceeds common sense.
What Zhen Cheng has always relied on to overcome all dangers is actually neither the speed of sublimation that envies the gods and demons in the heavens nor the magic of words and spirits that are unique to the heavens.
The ones who brought her closer to the truth when the world was destroyed, the ones who saved themselves from the limit when Kui Mochi was about to die, and even the [them] who just defended her from the enemy's close attack...these are all from the same source;
That is the human half of Zhen's bloodline, the characteristic of shadow affinity.
In all the worlds, only by subverting all rules and being unreasonable can one ignore any level of realm and completely lock people to death.
This is Jizun's final layout, a targeted paradox trap that was born out of the [Original Image] and that he, the awakened person who inherited the Zhen family's bloodline from generation to generation, cannot communicate and control.
Yes, targeted.
What made Zhen Cheng's scalp numb the most was that it was only when she was completely swallowed up by the darkness that she finally realized that her devouring of Jizun's Eternal Fire Advancement was not without cost.
That old guy had tampered with his own divinity from the very beginning, waiting to be devoured!
No wonder this thing has been wreaking havoc in the world for fifty years without any abnormality, but it just happened to go crazy on the day of its arrival.
She originally thought that this was due to her luck of being rejected by the world, but she didn't expect that this was also a method used by the other party to paralyze her.
??Jizun’s brand of eternal fire, the strongest entry that lights up the door of truth for her, is the target of the full-force blockade and attack by the darkness here!
The Supreme Holy Judgment Team...is worthy of being the God of Creation. Even if it has been completely destroyed, it can still leave behind such a fatal situation.
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Miami, Purana Temple.
Women in thin clothes huddled on the altar, hugging each other and huddled together like hamsters.
But even so, no one dared to escape.
A figure covered in bright red, lying in tatters on the obsidian floor under the stone steps.
A boot stepped on his head.
He exerted a slight force, but then retracted it and stepped on his shoulder instead.
"The third time."
Sister A stretched out, pulled hard, and tore off the arm of the person on the ground.
She did not just throw it aside, but raised the thing high like a long wine glass, letting the blood flow into her throat.
Ever since she devoured the clone of Kang Sini, the first Holy Emperor of the Vampire Tribe, she gradually fell in love with this taste.
Of course, she just likes it. It can neither help her recover from her injuries nor improve her strength. No matter how many things the demon body in her body swallows, it will not change her genes of a human-dragon hybrid in the end.
"You have divine power, but no divine essence... It's really interesting. I'll tell you that you can't be the goddess of death," Ai Luogensi thought thoughtfully as she tasted it carefully:
"You are not even a god, but you can use the divine power of the goddess of death. Are you just an ordinary transcendent who robbed the goddess of eternal fire from the goddess of death?
No...the method of sublimation is different, so how can it be possible to swallow other people's divine power and use it for one's own use?"
Speaking of the natural conclusion, Ai Luogensi naturally excluded her own situation.
"Giggle, giggle, cough..." The old man collapsed on the ground like a garbage bag that had been pecked by seabirds and said with a strange smile: "It's useless, it's useless, it's useless!"
Death is the most wonderful, greatest, eternal and irresistible force in the world! Even if you kill me a hundred times, you won't be able to change anything hahahaha..."
"A hundred times? Interesting," Ai Luogansi's ear-to-ear smile suddenly became brighter. The old man lying on the ground, who was confident of winning, felt a chill inexplicably well up in his heart.
"When I was in the Heart of Songhai, I ranked first in all practical courses. But do you know which subject I had the highest score in?"