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Chapter five hundred and forty-seven is so cold.(1/2)

Ah, you are here."

A familiar voice came from afar.

Su Mingan looked towards the source of the sound.

Among the silent ruins, the only moving figure appeared particularly clear.

The man was wearing a coat painted with English paint, and the metal ornaments on his shoulders shone with a golden rim of sunshine...

He stepped over the high rocks, jumped down, and landed on the raised steel bars, looking down at them with the sun on his back.

His clothes are very clean, and there are no scars or bloodstains on his body. The apocalypse in the outside world has not caused him any trouble, and even the corners of his clothes are neatly tucked in. "...I said, why can't I find you anywhere in the sky?"

"Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the figure: "It turns out that you really went out to play in the wild, and even came outside."

"" The man tilted his head slightly, and a few rays of sunlight fell along his movements.

"I don't know how you slipped out, but considering your ability, it's not impossible." Su Mingan said: "Did you have a hand in the destruction of the outside world?"

"Why should I answer you?" Su Lin asked in surprise: "Aren't we competitors?"

"You're right." Su Mingan nodded.

The next moment, the dense white tentacles around him suddenly rushed towards Su Lin.

It was obvious that they had no room for maneuver, as each other was the only competitor.

Su Lin didn't panic, and the majestic bright red liquid rose from his body.

"Tōichi!"

The rumbling sounds overlapped and made a thunderous impact sound.

The red one was not a real flame, but a kind of liquid energy. The dragon-like flames flew into a hot and bright river of fire, burning out the tentacles that came towards it.

As soon as Su Lin stood behind the flying fire mist, light as small as gravel rose around him.

Through the smoke, he was vaguely visible, and his extremely calm eyes were like a god watching the holy fire falling from the sky.

This was the first time Su Ming'an saw Su Lin make a formal move. This move indeed looked like a magic weapon.

"You are right, I am indeed responsible for the destruction of the outside world." Su Lin suddenly said: "They were not completely destroyed originally, and some of them were still in the stage of the shelter war. However, I will tell you

After a few words, they wanted to make me the base owner and beg me to help them.

"Then...their destruction process accelerated." Su Lin said: "The curse was already leaked to the world, and these people worshiped me like a god and devoted their faith crazily, so...they died very quickly.

quick."

"...They worship you as a god?" Su Ming'an immediately looked at Su Lin's wrist.

Sure enough, he saw a bracelet swinging on Su Lin's wrist.

...That is Su Lin's own [authority].

Su Lin is originally the god of Praia. Even if it is weakened, the essence of his authority still belongs to the authority of a god. He starts with one of the three elements of becoming a god, and has the foundation to become a god independently.

"I heard that you are going to become a god." Su Lin said: "What a coincidence, I am only short of the last step of [energy]. Why don't you give me the energy and let me become a god, just to help you push forward the final step?"

Clearance progress?"

"Impossible." Su Mingan flatly refused.

The requirement for him to pass the level perfectly is to become a Baishen. How could he give up the opportunity to Su Lin?

This guy Su Lin...has disappeared for more than ten days. It turns out that he went to the outside world to collect [Faith].

Su Lin knew that the people of Qiongdi had stubborn beliefs and could not believe in him, an outsider, so he simply went to the outside world to create beliefs, taking advantage of people's desire for leaders in the last days to artificially create gods.

...This method of establishing himself as a god really lives up to his duty as a god.

It's a pity that Xiboer doesn't have the means to pass through the black wall like Su Lin, and there is no way to obtain Baishen energy at the beginning to overthrow the black wall.

"You don't agree...Then we can only compete. You only lack the power of the Black Crow, I lack the energy, and we are both short of the last step..." Su Lin knew his situation clearly.

"Does it have to be like this?" Su Ming'an said. "[Does it have to be like this?]" Su Lin stared into his eyes: "The knight also said this to you, I'll answer you now

This has to be the case. You pulled me out of my world, do you still want me to thank you?"

"It's just a virtual world, and people's goodwill is also virtual. I gave you reality and let you see the truth of the world. Of course you have to thank me, otherwise, will you continue to be the god of your prison city?" Su Mingan said.

Su Lin's eyes narrowed, as if he was going to have a seizure, but he quickly calmed down.

"I almost got into your trap again." He said: "This method of irritating people is also about prescribing the right medicine. Where did you learn your empathy and eloquence from? Is it your mother who was in a mental hospital?"

Su Ming'an also laughed - he didn't expect that Su Lin not only kept pace with the times, but also had time to care about his family background. It was obvious that the Lord God's world took a three-day break, but Su Lin felt like he had been hanging out in the World Forum for a year.

"You are so used to deceiving yourself and others. You know this is a game, but you still care about your world. Why, Su Lin, are you so anxious to become a god? Do you still expect to escape from this instance and return to Praia?

Go and continue to be a god?" Su Mingan said.

"I'm angry." Su Lin's tone was light, and it was hard to tell where he was angry.

"I'm angry too." Su Mingan said. His expression was also calm.

His bottom line is his parents, and Su Lin's bottom line is Praia. They stepped on each other's faults and completely pissed each other off.

However, Su Mingan only talked about it when he was angry, but Su Lin took action directly.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, a golden holy sword appeared in front of Su Lin. The style was like a Praia-style soul hunting sword. Although it looked ordinary, it carried a terrifying suppressive power.

Su Mingan raised his hand slightly, his trial skills were already ready for use.

However, before they started fighting, Su Lin suddenly said:

"Yiyi what are you doing!"

He shouted towards Su Mingan's rear.

Su Ming'an was not stupid enough to look back immediately, but instead alerted Ying and turned his head to look back.

He saw the little Ai who had been silent all this time, cutting her arm, blood flowing down her skin, and she painted strange, bright red lines on the altar.

Even the raven that had been following Su Ming'an had stopped on her shoulder and swayed slightly following her movements.

A strange rhythm rippled on the final altar, and a slight smell of blood overflowed.

"Yiyi Jiu Shen! What are you doing!" Su Mingan immediately shouted out her true identity, making everyone alert.

He didn't attack her rashly. He didn't know the strength of Jiu Shen, who represented the good side. He must not be weaker than Feng Chang.

"Jiu, Jiu Shen...?" Siboer, who was still going crazy, was slightly stunned. She seemed to suddenly wake up and looked at Xiao Ai blankly.

...Yuan Shuangshuang, why did he become Jiu Shen?

"I'm here, doing the final work." Xiao Ai said softly: "Don't you want to save the world? I think so too. Since this time,

Sissi has come this far, so I’m here to... take you on your last journey. After all... there’s only 150 points left."

As she spoke, the blood on her wrist slowly condensed, and the last stroke of lines was finished.

"What's the difference of only 150 points?" Siboer murmured.

Xiao Ai raised her head and smiled softly.

She always has a calm smile on her face, and her mentality is one of knowing that there is a way out and that there is hope, so she does not feel sad about the current dead end.

"You said you were once a god?" She looked at Su Lin: "Then I look forward to seeing who can make it to the end, between you and this human adventurer."

"Go." She smiled: "My dear 'monsters'."

Su Mingan heard a "ding dong" sound.

[Start the final session.] [Number of participants: 2 people (Su Mingan, Su Lin)] A blue panel appeared in front of them, with a line of small white characters, twisted like seal script, as if they were replaced by ancient characters.

[The name of the final link·"Sacrifice of the Gods".】

"An-chan, Rin-chan. I wish you... can end the long-suffering cursed fate of my dear 'monsters'."

Xiao Ai looked at them and said softly: "This is also...the purpose of handing over the sovereignty of the world to your so-called organizers. I am also tired of the fate of this era change. I don't want to see the death of living beings again.

Already."

Scarlet radiance rose from the altar.

Su Mingan discovered that Xiao Ai seemed to have suddenly said something very informative just now.

The next moment, the red light that opened the level had completely enveloped him. When he opened his eyes again, the place around him had changed.

The warm sunshine around them disappeared, replaced by thick earth walls, and the air was full of the smell of earth. This was the underground passage of the dome. They were teleported here. Lu Shu and Ying were not here, and neither was Su Lin.

Is Xiao Ai bleeding and carving lines just to change their places?

"It's still unclear what the final link does. The top priority is to find the Black Crow's authority to become a god." Su Ming'an looked at Siboer:

"I wonder if Xiao Ai is willing to give me the power of the Black Crow now. If not, I will have to take it away..." "..." Siboer remained motionless, like a stone sculpture.

"Becoming a god...is of no use anymore." She said: "Becoming a god is to overthrow the black wall and seek help from the outside world, but now the outside world is gone."

She closed her eyes.

"Siboer" Su Mingan said.

"Wait." She took a deep breath and suddenly stood up straight:
To be continued...
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