Waves of air continued to come, and the aura of destruction overflowed. In the shocking space waves, the figures of Feng Hao and the man gradually appeared.
"Ahem..."
With a slight cough, the man who was originally so powerful couldn't help but blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was as black as ink, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.
"Are you poisoned?"
Seeing this, Feng Hao frowned and asked in a deep voice.
He was not in a good mood at this time. His right fist was clenched tightly, white and trembling, and red blood dripped into the void, and was annihilated by the energy of destruction in an instant.
But the man shook his head slightly, without explaining, and said hoarsely: "Go up, I wish you good luck."
After saying that, he took a deep look at Feng Hao and turned around, leaving a sad figure on his back.
He lost this battle, not at his peak moment, but under the suppression of the black tower. The black blood was neither poison nor poison.
Between his tattered clothes, Feng Hao discovered that there were faint black lines flickering on his body, which were very shallow, blurry, and not clear.
It looked very similar to the divine pattern of the Black Tower, but it carried an extremely awkward and eerie aura, which made Feng Hao frown.
I think it was caused by being suppressed by the Black Tower for too long.
"If I could, I would give you your freedom."
Feng Hao murmured as he looked at the man's retreating figure.
The voice was very soft, but with the strength of the man, he could hear it clearly. His body trembled slightly, and he paused for a moment without turning around.
"Rocco, waiting for you."
After that, he disappeared into the endless broken void.
"Rocco..."
Feng Hao murmured, not knowing the meaning of this name, let alone what it represented.
"Boy, I advise you not to make promises casually, otherwise you will be in bad luck if you fail to do so."
Heita appeared next to him, reminding him with a solemn voice.
"I'll do it."
As if he knew that the Black Tower would appear, upon hearing this, his eyes like the stars in the deep sea flashed with determination.
They shouldn't be trapped here, they shouldn't be the puppets of the Black Tower, or even the beasts in prison.
"Haha, ignorant."
A sneer came from the Black Tower, as if mocking Feng Hao, and said: "Do you know who they are? Why are they imprisoned here by me? And why are they rushing towards me?"
Feng Hao remained silent and turned to look at the black tower floating up and down in the void, frowning slightly.
"Because they are 'evil', extremely evil."
Heita said solemnly: "They are not as simple as you seem on the surface. There is 'evil' hidden in their hearts. It is a power that even I am afraid of."
"evil?"
Feng Hao was puzzled and looked directly at the black tower.
"Yes, everything in the world has its pros and cons. Where there is yang, there must be yin. Where there is righteousness, there must be reverse. They are in conflict with each other, and they are endless."
“People in the world live in ‘good’, but they don’t know that ‘evil’ is also among them, but the evil is hidden so deeply that it is difficult to detect.”
When Feng Hao heard this, he was confused. What is living in "good"? What is "evil"?
Could it be that there are things in the world they live in that even he doesn't know about?
"Your current strength is too low to be able to touch this level. Even if you talk too much, you won't understand."
Heita shook lightly and continued, "What do you think of Jia Luo and Luo Ke?"
"Poor man."
After thinking for a moment, Feng Hao said bluntly that he was not afraid of Black Tower's anger.
They have been suppressed by the Black Tower for countless years and have not seen the light of day all year round. If they say they don't hate the Black Tower, it is all lies.
Not to mention ordinary people, even a powerful person of the emperor's level, no matter how determined they are, may become insane, or even go crazy.
"Haha, poor!"
Heita sneered. "Do you know why I suppressed them?"
Feng Hao shook his head.
Heita continued with some hatred: "Because they are all extremely evil people in my world. They slaughtered countless creatures and destroyed humanity. They have almost caused the world to be destroyed several times. If 'they' hadn't taken action and I had the power to suppress them,
With the power of the world, I’m afraid our world would have been destroyed by them long ago.”
Even so, the Black Tower was filled with resentment and the void shook.
Feng Hao frowned and said nothing, because no matter Heita or Luo Ke, they each had their own words and couldn't tell who was telling the truth.
"I know you won't believe it, and I don't bother to explain. You will naturally know it later."
Seeing Feng Hao's behavior, Heita didn't say anything more, but couldn't help but remind him: "As I said before, don't make promises casually when you don't see a person clearly, because what 'evil' is best at is hiding and deceiving people.
.”
After saying that, the tower shook slightly and disappeared into the void, leaving Fenghao silently looking at the location of the fairy mountain.
…
In Penglai Fairy Mountain, in the small thatched house, Luo Ke sat quietly on the stone pier, shaking the wine cup gently, not in a hurry to drink the aroma, as if waiting for something.
The void moved slightly, and the black tower appeared in front of him and slowly fell.
"You're here."
The voice was very soft, as if he was asking a friend of many years, and he didn't show the hatred in front of Feng Hao at all.
"I haven't been able to get rid of it for so many years, but you suppressed it. It seems that 'it' has become entrenched in your body."
The Black Tower has no human form, and its expression cannot be seen, but from its words, it seems that it does not want to meet Luo Ke, and even has the slightest hostility.
"Maybe, but I like this feeling very much."
Luo Ke didn't look injured at all now, his expression was extremely relaxed, and he drank the fragrant wine in his hand, showing a hint of evil.
As he spoke, his originally clear and weathered eyes flashed with black light, like paint and ink, which was more soul-stirring than the black mist of the Black Tower, as if they were evil ghosts crawling out of hell and demons wandering in the abyss. They were ferocious.
terror.
"You still can't suppress it."
Seeing this, Heita sighed, with regret and helplessness in his words.
Suppress boundaries, suppress people, and suppress everything. In fact, the man didn't say anything to Feng Hao.
Suppress evil.
"Suppression? Why should I suppress it?"
Looking at the black tower floating in front of him, the corners of Luo Ke's mouth became more and more evil. He didn't look like a prisoner at all, but seemed to be enjoying himself. The cup was shaking lightly and the evil light was overflowing.
"This power is so powerful, it even surpasses my peak moment. Why should I abandon it? Could it be that... you are afraid?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the Black Tower shook violently and ripples were heard in the air, showing that it was extremely angry but helpless.
"It seems that their original decision was wrong, and you should not exist in this world."
Finally, the Black Tower stopped shaking and let out a sigh, with deep regret in its words.
As if being touched, Luo Ke's face, which was originally full of evil charm, suddenly began to twist, with black light flashing, sometimes clear, sometimes evil.
"No, get out of my body..."
Even the voice of the speaker began to change, as if two people were in the same body, fighting for control of the body.
"Haha... We really shouldn't exist. Even this world and this universe shouldn't exist."
"But 'it' will exist, and there will always be darkness."
In the end, the extreme 'evil' took possession of Luo Ke's body, making a sharp and harsh sound, as if he was going crazy.
The Black Tower remained at its original position from beginning to end, quietly suspended in the air, with no intention of helping him.
Because this is not the first time it has seen this situation. Suppression will only be counterproductive, and in the end it will be completely occupied by 'evil'.