Chapter 118 Those who look into the eyes of God will die, gathering of the extraordinary (13) Above the red moon. Chen Xiang slowly woke up, clenched the crystal in his hand, and smiled happily. He did not bury the crystal under the soil or in the Red Moon right away. Dai said that there was a very small chance that the condition of the Red Moon would get worse, so he had to take precautions. Chen Xiang extended into an uncertain chaos, encompassing the crystal within it, gaining insight into all probabilistic events, attempting to eliminate the bad possibilities. Infinite probability is expanding at this moment, but collapsing at the same time! The probability that he can't see this thing. In other words, this item to be used does not have any multi-event probability at all, and what it presents is a flat straight line - no matter how it is used, only one situation will occur. The indefinite chaos regrouped into a human being. Chen Xiang played with the hexagonal crystal that his [marrow] had transformed into, and muttered to himself in confusion: "Dai said something wrong?" He frowned, and did not use it rashly directly, but opened the eyes of a thinker to gain insight.
[The Essence of the Greatest: Its divinity is so rich and brilliant that it can allow a dead person to reshape his soul.] A look of joy appeared on Chen Xiang's face. He followed Dai's instructions and threw the hexagonal crystal into the huge gully that was torn in all directions. The crystal extended the cracks and fell all the way down, finally landing on the dead star core, and then slowly merged into it. "Next, I will wait for the day when you wake up." The red moon trembled slightly and made a humming sound, as if it was delighted. [He has a lot to say, but he is too ethereal to really convey his voice.] He is very 【happy】. ……………… Tianchuan City, antique shop. Li Rongen said in a low voice: "You mean, an unprecedented crackdown?" The visitor nodded tiredly: "Of the thirty-six pure white knights, you are the only one left. The pure white knights exist in name only. You need to escape." "The White Knight will never flee." Li Rongen looked at the fat middle-aged man in front of him and said coldly: "I will fight to the death until the last moment. I'm right here, waiting for them to come!" He closed his eyes and continued: "The Pure White Knights uphold the Lord's will and glory, and will never perish. Before they arrive, before they hunt me down, I will leave my legacy behind, and the name of the Pure White Knights will remain in the world." Mori, who looked very embarrassed, smiled bitterly: "I really don't know what to say to you. I know I can't advise you, but I still want to say it again. There is an old saying in Donghong Country, 'As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.'" Li Rongen shook his head calmly: "I was originally a homeless person that everyone wanted to avoid. I should have died in the stinking ditch of the Eighth Ring Road. It was the Lord who gave me a second life, and I will use the life given by the Lord to maintain the glory of the Lord." "The Pure White Knights can lose, die, or even be destroyed, but they cannot flee like lost dogs. We represent the Lord! Our dignity is more important than our lives!"
As he spoke, he opened the storage box, took out a heavy shield and a spear, held them in both hands, and spoke in a low voice: "But you, my old friend, are different. You are a missionary. The glory of the Lord needs you to spread it, so you need to escape alive. I will delay the pursuers for you." Mori was silent for a long time, then said softly: "The Pope is now in White Star Country, trying to rebuild the Order Church and wait for the Lord's return. If you survive, go there, to White Star. If you die, let your successor rush to White Star." "I know, but don't worry, I won't survive unless I kill all the pursuers." Mori sighed, did not continue to persuade, just silently bowed and left quietly. Before leaving, he asked one last question: "Knight Commander, have you found the successor?" "We already have a candidate." Li Rongen wiped the gun and shield carefully and said calmly: "She's a young girl with great talent. Give her time and she will surpass me." ……………… Castle. The old man was in a really good mood. After many years, he finally returned to his ancestral land! This will be the starting point for the revival of the entire clan. He smiled and knocked on the scarecrow's head again, listening to the empty echo and looking at the girl in front of him: "Little girl, why don't you go and report it?" The old man frowned. The little girl in front of him looked very frightened and seemed to be trembling? "Interesting, are you so spiritual?" He sighed softly: "It seems that I didn't restrain myself well enough, and you noticed the abnormality." The restrained aura of the old man gradually became manic, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, the clear sky was covered by thick dark clouds, carrying the fundamental aura of fear, death and destruction! He was a little surprised, huh? When did I become so strong? The next moment, the old man saw the little girl running towards the castle as fast as she could. He frowned and was about to kill the fleeing little girl. But I could hear the faint murmur of straw being squeezed. The old man subconsciously glanced sideways and saw the scarecrow slowly turning its head. The Scarecrow was really angry this time. I get angry every time. "You" As soon as he spoke, the old man looked into the scarecrow's sunken eyes. Fear, trembling, and a cold feeling swept over his body. His hair stood on end, and the back of his head felt numb! ! He collapsed in the wheat field, his two eyeballs exploded, blood gushed out of his empty eye sockets like crazy! ! There is no way to survive if you look God in the eye. The old man rolled over and wailed, his spirit corroded, he fell into absolute frenzy, his sanity torn to pieces! ! “There’s a big problem with the ancestral land.” "If I return to my ancestral land, my clan will be wiped out." This was the last thought that emerged from his last bit of sanity. then, The old man fell completely into the abyss of fear. His skin squirmed and cracked, and his internal organs turned into pitch-black crows and crawled out.
he died. The crow circled and landed on the scarecrow's shoulder. The latter snorted coldly, not feeling relieved at all. He stared at the castle, only to see a young man standing in front of the castle window. The young man raised the glass to himself. "Be less angry and less upset. It's not good for your health." The Scarecrow was so angry that his teeth ached. Oh, I have no teeth. He squeezed out a few words: "Don't bother me anymore!" The young man smiled and drank the bright red wine: "It wasn't me who knocked this time, so you can't blame me. But I'd like to ask you to hurry up on the road. I'm in a hurry." "Go tell that damned ghost captain about this!" The scarecrow's huge will left angrily. Chen Xiang laughed in silence and shook his head: "Why are you so angry? Anger hurts the liver." He casually handed the empty wine glass to Agui who was waiting beside him, walked down the stairs, and stared at the frightened little girl: "I already know the troubles your little sister Xiaoqi is in." Wei Tuantuan trembled slightly, mustered up his courage, and spoke softly: “Can you solve it?” "It's not difficult, but my arms can't reach that far now, and I can't walk out of the castle." Wei Tuantuan was a little unconvinced. The moon has gone to the sky and turned into such big eyes. You told me that I can’t get out of the castle? ? Chen Xiang pondered for a moment and continued: "Well, one month. If I still can't leave the castle after one month, you go to the capital in person, and then I will come in person." According to the information we have learned, it will take at least a month for Wei Qingqiu to be sent to the Misty Sea as a sacrifice. If the scarecrow still hasn't arrived after a month, then I will have to find another way. "You, you can't leave the castle, right?" Wei Tuantuan asked cautiously. "Yes." Chen Xiang smiled: "Is there a conflict between not being able to leave and coming to the capital?" “Isn’t there a conflict?!” Wei Tuantuan’s eyes widened. Chen Xiang smiled faintly: "I can't leave the castle, but I can make it fly to the capital, right?" Wei Tuantuan was at a loss. She hesitated for a while and said shyly: "But, but my father won't let me go to the capital. Do I really have to go?"
"You're the beacon." Chen Xiang did not explain too much and simply said: "If your father doesn't agree, let him come to see me, he will definitely..." “No, no, no!” Wei Tuantuan waved his hands frantically: “He agrees, my dad agrees very much!” Having said that, the little girl ran away. Chen Xiang laughed. "Owner." On the side, Wu Shangpin, wearing a wizard hat, whispered: "Just now, the man who died of primitive fear seemed to be very unusual, but I don't know him at all, and we have no grudge against him." "Him." Chen Xiang glanced at the body that was already beginning to dissolve: "He's just a saint. Don't worry too much about him." After a pause, he continued: "Don't you often hold extraordinary gatherings? Hold one and barter to see if you can exchange for some high-level ritual materials." Chen Xiang made two plans. It might not be possible to bring the entire castle directly. It was Wei Tuantuan who summoned him to come, and she was naturally the beacon. If Wei Tuantuan cannot reach the capital, he will not be able to take the castle there. To be on the safe side, I will try to collect some high-level ritual materials myself this month. Wu Shangpin nodded respectfully: "Yes, I will obey your words." "Oh, Master." He hesitated for a moment and asked carefully, "In the past, I held extraordinary gatherings in the castle. This time..." "It's also in the castle." Chen Xiang waved his hand indifferently: "Just don't let them go up to the tower." "Yes, I'll go send out invitations right away." Wu Shangpin walked away backwards with his head down and his back bent. (End of this chapter)