One by one, the infected players fell into despair.More frightening than the scarlet sting, the spread of despair seemed more terrifying.Silent, colorless, and tasteless, but it is better than all the poisons in the world.Despair slowly corrodes the human mind in the most cruel way, and all the good things turn to dust in the silent silence.Once the emotional valve is opened, it can no longer be closed.All kinds of thoughts that would not normally come to mind surged up at this time, washing away all the reason and sensibility in the mind, and all that remained in the mind was the cowardice that longed for liberation and the cruelty in the depths of human nature.With the muffled sound of explosions, fireworks of blood and flesh quietly bloomed in the venue.It stained the white and flawless ground, and at the same time stained everyone's eye sockets.The flames ignited by the battle became faint in the blood, and finally extinguished with a sizzling sound; What was extinguished was also the flame of hope in my heart.The idea in the heart is not something that spells or swords can influence, but despair can distort it and make people sink into eternal darkness.The swelling on their bodies did not affect their movements, but the gradually accelerating heart kept ringing the final death knell.The infected began their final madness in desperation.Some squatted on the ground, criing with their headaches; Some opened their arms and laughed wildly at the ceiling; Some of them drew their weapons, first killed the people around them, and then with trembling hands, they clenched their weapons tightly, and aimed them at themselves with a full struggle.The question is, is death, at this moment, really liberation?
Buzz took off the visor from his head, dropped his spear and shield, and smiled apologetically at Jot Brown.Most of his face was already scarlet, and his facial features were extremely ugly due to puffiness."
Farewell, friend."
Jobuterron watched as Bass's mouth opened and closed silently, and read the last words.In Giobuterrand's eyes, these simultaneous tragedies became framed cartoons one by one, piercing his heart.was also completely intimidated, as well as the audience who were isolated from the outside of the venue and had nothing to do.They witnessed this complete slaughter, and they were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.Many people covered their mouths because of this, and at the same time, tears involuntarily burst out of their eyes.Many of them were angry and eager to try, claiming that they wanted to teach Arthur a lesson.There are also sensible people who try to analyze what the strange scarlet in the field is.Merlin, who could have prevented all this, could only be powerless to perceive what was happening.He had to sit in the center of the campus, presiding over all the orbs to suppress the spread of the terrible scarlet sting in the medical area.Hundreds of orbs of magic cover the entire campus, and only the Grand Mage, Merlin, has the ability to unify and complete the deployment.There was a steady stream of mana pouring out of his body to replenish the consumption of these magic orbs, and he had no energy left to care about what was happening in the arena.Given a choice between the dying contestants and everyone on campus, Merlin has to choose only the majority.———— "Hahahahaha!!
See?
This is the power of this man!
This is the majesty of being a king!
Useless, die!
Rebels, die!
Whoever violates it, die!
Hahaha!!
”Arthur himself was bathed in a rain of blood, but he was not affected by the scarlet sting in the slightest, but instead made a madness that indulged in it.On the other hand, Jobuterrand, who was standing behind Arthur, was not affected by the scarlet sting, but he was already depressed.This is no longer a question of whether you can win the war, but even if you win, what can you do?
Can a dead person come back to life?
No.At this moment, Jote Brown is even caught in a psychological circle.Self-examination, self-doubt, self-denial."
Everyone died because I wasn't strong enough to kill Arthur before he had a seizure.Why am I not strong enough?
Obviously, he exercises his body every day rain or shine, he memorizes so much knowledge, and he has so many divine soldiers, why can't he win?
Is that all wasted work?
In the past, I would dedicate my life to the Light, but at this moment, in this purgatory on earth, where is the Light?
”In the depths of the soul swept by Arthur's Origin Wind, wisps of pitch black rose from the ground.Those are emotions and negative energies that have been accumulated, forgotten, forgotten.All the ideas that have supported Jobland, those self-deceptive lies, those kindnesses, have been forgotten at this time.It takes years to build a high-rise building, but it only takes a small anthill to destroy a high-rise building.When a tall building collapses, it will kick up dust; The heart is shattered, and it will sink into darkness.In the depths of Jote Brown's soul, at this very moment, all disguise was torn off.Justin Jobland confronted his own ugliness.The monsters you've faced, the enemies you've killed, the souls that resent you beckoning at you.Once you sink, you can't look back."
Destiny's child, nothing more than that."
A familiar taunt echoed between the souls, and Chobuterrand's sinking soul suddenly stopped, while the people and things that awaited him on the other side vanished."
Give me your body, and I will show you what it means to be a true king."
Jot Brown's sanity came to his senses from the sink, and the voice was familiar."
Who are you?"
Jobuterrand asked."
You don't deserve to know, but you already know.""
Isn't it fun to play pantomime?""
I have been asleep until now, but I am awake to this day.I have created all things, and I will destroy all things. ”"What a big breath.Could it be that you are the Holy Light that never appears before people?
”Jobuterrand tugged at the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly."
Holy Light?
The story spread by Nayarathotep is just that.Humans can't understand my existence and add different names and different images to me.The Orientals call me, Pangu.Indians call me, Brahma.The Egyptians called me, pull.Now, do you know who I am?
”After Jobbutran heard this, although he looked calm on the surface, he kept ringing the alarm in his heart.He asked tentatively, "The Core of Primordial Chaos. ”As soon as this sentence came out, the haze in front of him suddenly became clear.Jot Brown saw clearly what occupied the deepest, the deepest part of his soul.That's yourself.has his own appearance, has the same height as himself, and even weighs, but in essence, there is a difference.The man had a wicked smile on his face as he looked at himself slowly descending from the air of his soul."
What do you want my body to do?""
Do what needs to be done.""
Will the world be destroyed?""
What is the destruction of something that does not exist in the first place?""
I don't understand.""
I'll help you solve the problem in front of you, you help me go to Merlin's treasury and get something.""
What's that?""
I can't say it now.""
Deal."———— Arthur was still enjoying the rain of blood, his arms outstretched, his feet trampling in the small pit of blood accumulation, like a child enjoying a rainy day.He enjoyed not only blood, but also the feeling of being in control.Those who obey live, and those who rebel die.This is the power that comes with absolute power.He didn't continue to care about Jobron's broken toy, but happily admired his masterpiece.Jobutron's body stopped swaying.One by one, he took off the burdens on his body, the protective clothes.When he took off his goggles, his eyes were closed.He showed his muscular upper body, and let the blood fall on his body as well.The sound of the clothes falling to the ground drew Arthur's head."
Oh?
Beat yourself up?
”Arthur teased.Instead of responding, Jot Brown opened his eyes.In the original red eyes, there was an extra round of inky black.When the snow-white hair opened its eyes, it turned black, pure black.His momentum suddenly increased as he opened his eyes, rising to the point where even the entire space trembled.He stretched out his hand, and with a slight squeeze, a crack appeared in the space in front of him."
It's nice to have your eyes open."
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Jobuterrand said softly, as if enjoying this piece of world."
You're not Jobutron!
Who are you?!
”Sensing the change in strength and temperament, Arthur immediately asked.His instinct was constantly reminding himself, "Don't be his enemy!"
”It's not going to happen.Ever since I was born, I had never felt fear, and at this time, I was born with this kind of thought.And this kind of thought was slowly distorted, from fear to wanting to give in.The proud self, under the instinctive reaction, wanted to kneel down on both knees to show surrender.This is completely impossible to happen, and it also makes Arthur realize that Jot Brown is no longer Joe Buterron at this time."
You don't have the right to know my identity.You don't even know what you are, so why are you asking me?
”Jobbutron, whose image had changed drastically, replied indifferently.Arthur stared intently at Jot Brown at this time, unable to say a word of rebuttal.When he looked directly at Jot Brown, his mind slowed down, and even slowly distorted.A phrase preached by the common people suddenly came to mind, "Do not look directly at God." ”"Isn't it a god who occupies Jot Brown's body in front of him?!"
This unrealistic idea was immediately dismissed by Arthur himself, but the truth is not that it is possible to escape the past by self-deception."
You're not human!
Who are you?!
”Arthur ripped open his throat and asked hysterically.He struggled to straighten his body, only to slowly prepare to bend his knees in the case of force majeure.You are king!
How can you kneel!"
Noise."
Jot Brown said coldly, and Arthur immediately fell, not only on his knees, but also on the ground with the palms of his hands.Kneeling, Arthur kneeling."
AhhhI'll kill you!!!
”Since childhood, Arthur has never tasted the taste of having his dignity trampled on.Desperate to unleash his power, he poured the remaining two tubes of liquid into his mouth.The scarlet sting was poisonous, but in Arthur's body, it became like a stimulant to strengthen his energy.The scarlet sting power formed one pattern after another on Arthur's body, and these lines were like lost words in ancient civilizations, with endless magic.This force propped Arthur to his feet.His body began to rise up to three meters out of thin air in violation of any biological theory.The strange proportions of his body began to mutate, and a gust of cyan wind came out of his breath.Every wisp of wind carved bottomless ravines on the ground, and even cut through part of the space.There is no temperature in the wind, but absolute coldness.If understood from a human perspective, the cold has broken through the limit of absolute zero.If it is absolute zero, even the movement of the molecular structure will be frozen, but this wind carries a lower cold than absolute zero.The molecular structure is almost indestructible, but the cold of the wind can crush, tear, and reduce the tiniest molecular structure to the most basic state of electrons, neutrons, and protons.That is annihilation.1 This is not the end of Arthur's change, but only the beginning.His skin began to peel away from his body, forming a yellow robe that covered his body.Those crimson lines seem to be decorations sewn on the yellow robe.If the members of the Huangyi Group were here, they would definitely shout, "My lord is mighty!"
”At this time, Arthur's appearance was already very close to the image of the legendary King of Hasta.His feet turned into countless tentacles, spreading like thorns with life in the direction of Jot Brown.The tentacles were about to wrap around Joe Brown's body, but Jobuterrand only opened his mouth and scolded, "Get out." ”The space around seemed to vibrate because of the rebuke of this word, and a colorful light floated out from the cracks in the space that had been shattered.And those menacing tentacles turned to ash one after another, floating to the ground.All the power is unreservedly exported by Arthur, who is now a beast controlled by power.A cold wind blew out of Arthur's beast.This is the most powerful attack.Before the winds of this origin, all living things will be frozen.Jot Brown just waved his hand impatiently, and the wind dissipated out of thin air, and then pulled out the twin guns at his waist."
It's almost time, keep playing, the troublesome guy is coming."
Jot Brown muttered to himself, the corner of his eye keeping an eye on the colorful glow that flowed from the space.Black ebony in the left hand and white ivory in the right hand.Hands stretched out in front of their chests.The black light and the white light are entangled with each other, and in the hand, it is already a new weapon.The demons and angels on the handle of the gun bow to each other, but the things that bow down are the little starlight and the boundless universe on the gun.The trigger was pulled, and a huge energy fluctuation condensed in the muzzle.This energy did not come from Jobbuterrand himself, nor from the energy storage crystal on the gun.It was the power that drifted through the universe and transformed itself into the bullets needed for this weapon.It was just a gray light, an unremarkable gray light.The speed is neither fast nor slow, even an elderly person with impaired mobility can dodge this gray light attack.Arthur, who turned into a monster, couldn't hide from it.The gray light firmly locked on Arthur's form, whether Arthur used his tentacles or the powerful wind to resist, but it was all ineffective in front of the gray light.How can the power of mortals resist the power of the entire universe?
Gray light entered the body, and the monster that Arthur had transformed was like the words on the blackboard being erased by a board brush, and even existence ceased to exist."
Tsk, that's fragile."
Jot Brown seemed to grumble unhurriedly, and then collapsed with a thud.