Chapter 1399 Drink

The first thing to be torn apart was the sky. In the endless darkness, the simulated sunlight and stars disappeared in the mouth of the giant beast. Pieces of darkness spread like mold, dripping, and sticky juice.

In the end, it turned into a heavy rain.

Before the endless torrential rain fell, the buildings on the earth had already fallen apart under the impact of the sun's disk, silently evaporating in the storm, and the dust spread in the frenzy, falling from the sky along with the black rain, pale as a ashes.

The entire land of nothingness is shrouded in turmoil and destruction. Everything is burning in the fiery darkness, ushering in destruction.

With the essence beyond imagination removed, and based on Yeats's soul and possessions, the desperate future constructed is covering everything inch by inch.

Even the copy of the Great Mystery, The Sayings of Suruchi, cracked and cracked in the dark frenzy.

The light of the ladder to heaven flashed fiercely, and I was overwhelmed. I wanted to be reborn, but I couldn't.

The torrent engulfed Mathers in it.

At that last moment, the Creator only had time to unfold his own frame, and then he was the first to be completely evaporated.

But soon, in the deepest part of the land of nothingness, a brand new body opened its eyes again.

Reborn from the coffin.

But even Mathers' frame only blocked the spread of destruction for a moment. In that terrifying turmoil, the flames burst out.

But it was Mathers' sacrifice that gave Bennett a crucial opportunity.

The Abyss Enlightenment raised his hands.

Amidst the soft sound, the stigmata from the peak of the primitive road unfolded, and Absu, known as the activated abyss, has enveloped the entire land of nothing.

And in Bennett's slowly raised right hand, the projection of the land of nothing appeared.

The other hand gently covered it.

Cover.

Barriers rose up from the inside of the Nowhere Country, forming a realm-level blockade, sealing the black sun within it.

Burning red cracks continued to emerge from within the barrier.

From between Bennett's ten fingers, wisps of bright light burst out.

Correspondingly, a torrent spurted from the crack into the land of nothing, almost tearing the entire city from the middle, leaving a deep crack.

But the erupting black sun has been extinguished within those palms.

Bennett lowered his eyes and looked at the burn marks on his palms, his face expressionless and his hands clasped together.

Immediately afterwards, following Westcott's will, everything that was on the verge of collapse froze in place, and countless corpses turned into dust hovered in the wind.

Then, it was as if time was reversed——

Under Westcott's will, everything that was destroyed was quickly restored to its original state. The body of the dead Chosen One grows rapidly, and the destroyed soul is recreated from the Fool's backup.

Everything is looking up quickly.

Except for the siren that stung everyone's eardrums.

Right at their feet...

——The big library!

After a moment of astonishment, the Fool's face turned gloomy.

A hoarse voice came out from between the teeth:

"Huai Shi!!!"

"It's so beautiful."

Half a minute ago, on the broken streets, in the pouring black rain, someone was holding an umbrella and looking around at the scene in all directions.

Appreciating the appearance of impending destruction, he couldn't help but smile.

"The garbage was wailing in the fire, screaming and turning into ashes..."

Behind him, the long street was engulfed in flames, the storm destroying everything.

The black sun rises slowly.

Blooming with violent light.

The corpses were in a mess.

Blood spread from the sealed residence to his feet.

The outline of the beast slowly rises in the shadows, overlooking the humble everything on the verge of destruction, devouring all souls in its path.

Huai Shi smiled and continued to move forward, towards the weathered great library.

Stepping on the burned bones.

"Can you please stop using my appearance and making such a scary expression?" In the Book of Destiny, Holmes sighed helplessly: "It feels like the character has already collapsed."

"I'm a fan villain, Mr. Holmes, don't have such high expectations of me."

Huai Shi consoled her: "Besides, the audience watching the theater in the front row shouldn't be so picky. You see, other people are risking their lives just to watch the theater..."

During the conversation, an excited snail was swept by the storm and passed by with a "whoosh".

It hit the wall and turned into a ball of mud.

Then another one.

In contrast, Sherlock Holmes, who can enjoy the entire play from the first-person perspective, is simply not too relaxed.

In addition to having his identity stolen.

But as a detective who is dying and 'kidnapped', there is nothing he can do after all, right?

As Sherlock Holmes said, it's dark under the lamp.

The Fool had been extremely wary and suspicious of Huai Shi from the beginning. He wanted to lift up the entire lamp and dismantle it completely.

Unfortunately, there is not just one light.

When everyone was attracted by the big light bulb named Yeats, Huai Shi, who had turned into a great detective, was lying leisurely in the prison specially prepared by Mathers, with Sherlock Holmes in the Book of Destiny. Exchange violin experience.

Just as Huai Shi expected and set it up.

The plan is moving forward steadily.

It started with everyone’s ‘tacit understanding’ of ‘cooperation’.

If there are any flaws or flaws, it can only be said that there are specialties in the art industry. When God gives a person too many talents, he will definitely take away some of them...

For example, there is room for improvement in playing skills.

Huai Shi never thought that one day he would not be exposed and burnt to ashes because of his disguise, but would suffer a cerebral hemorrhage because of teaching others to play the piano.

He could only advise Holmes, brother, forget it...

You see, as a hobbyist, it’s not impossible for you to pull it off, you’ll probably be able to do it.

In this way, a peaceful life is under surveillance.

From the corner of his eye, the Fool stared.

Like everything else equally unspectacular…

If you focus on Yeats, you will find nothing at all.

Because from beginning to end, even Yeats himself did not find anything wrong with him. It is this unconscious magnanimity that constitutes the biggest doubt in the spotlight.

What Huai Shi did was to insert a page from the Book of Destiny into Yeats's collection of poems.

The prophecy about the scorching sun in the abyss is written at the end of the collection of poems.

Just like this, I sat calmly on the sofa, watched quietly, stared at Yeats's story coming to its final ending, applauded, and brought this surprise from the genealogy of heaven to the entire land of nothing.

"Hello, everyone."

Under the black umbrella, Huai Shi raised his face, smiled and waved towards the cracked sky.

"I understand everything else, but there is only one doubt."

In the soul, Holmes, the audience member sitting in the front row, asked curiously: "How can you be sure that Elysium will start a war at this time?"

"It's very simple." Huai Shi replied calmly: "As long as there is enough understanding and bonding, we will be able to overcome disputes and hatred and reach harmony..."

Then, Holmes instantly understood: "Did you throw a bomb into their temple?"

"Well, almost, to be precise, I set off a firework on their holy body." Huai Shi added: "And, there is no need to throw it away, it was already there when I visited last time.

If it were equivalent, it would be almost enough to overturn half of the Holy City and blast a few cracks in their holy bodies.

Anyway, destructive power is not important, what is important is... people with bad tempers are always particularly irritable, right? Especially the kind of god who is not very patient. "

All he needed was a little help from Huai Shi to help him make a decision.

As long as there is a small signal, the god of hell, which has already fallen into mania, will burst out unbearably and actively hit the muzzle of the current situation.

"..."

Holmes fell into silence, not knowing whether to be angry for this outrageous criminal talent or to applaud and applaud Huai Shi's operation.

In order for his plan to go smoothly, he would even drag the entire abyss and current situation into the water.

Should this be said to be ambitious or insane?

And at that moment, the last door slowly opened in front of Huai Shi.

The core of the great library.

A place where countless records of events are kept.

Countless flashes of light illuminated Huai Shi's eyes, as well as... the book of destiny in his hand!

In an instant, there were numerous blockades and racks, and a series of buzzing sounds sounded. Those ancient classics were trembling violently, either with joy, shock, or confusion.

The sleeping spirits feel the call from heaven.

Instinctively want to respond.

But there are still others who are trying to resist.

Unfortunately, resistance won't help.

In Huaishi's gaze...

"This is the gate to heaven."

Huai Shi raised the "Book of Destiny" in his hand, the source code from the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven, awakening the deepest power that had been dormant for seventy years: "Now that the source has arrived, there is no need to panic or struggle, just accept this A little authority is good—"

He said, "Come back!"

At that moment, in his hands, a bright light burst out from between the countless turned pages, outlining an illusory and huge door.

The hole suddenly opened.

In an instant, the storm swept across and the mighty torrent spread, covering the entire large library in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, countless streams of light flew into it, turning into soaring stars, and were classified into the complicated catalog.

Just on the title page of the Book of Destiny, countless recorded names flashed past, turning into a long list.

One hundred copies, two hundred copies, three hundred copies, one thousand copies, two thousand copies...

Whether it is the complete body that has transformed into a spirit, or the prototype of a human body, or it is just a simple book or information.

All things returned to the original canon under the decree of the Kingdom of Heaven and were integrated into the heavy classics.

What followed was a skyrocketing correction.

Countless sources of essence flowed from the Book of Destiny, and after activating the layers of matrices, a complex and dazzling giant tree spread out from the unspectacular tome.

That is the incarnation of current history.

The starting point of the epic written by mankind!

boom!

In just the blink of an eye, the countless bookshelves stretching to the end of his sight were empty.

It was replaced by the classics that were slowly closed in Huai Shi's hands.

With Huai Shi's wave, it dissipated again and disappeared into the soul.

Then, dark flames rose from the shadows, spread, and instantly enveloped everything.

Huai Shi held the umbrella in her hand and quietly stared at everything burned to ashes, smiling silently.

Until there was a harsh whistle behind him.

The scarlet color is like a tsunami, and blood is flowing.

The bloodline of the Abyss reappears here.

Including the disasters and miracles transformed by countless bloodlines in the entire abyss, the Creator's frame unfolded, and the dragon's head emerged from the void, spitting out a torrent of destruction.

The torrent disappeared in the surging darkness.

"Huai Shi!!!"

Mathers has arrived from the deepest part of the Land of Nowhere!

Holding his cane, his white hair danced and burned like flames.

Already furious!

"Good day, Mr. Mathers."

Under the broken disguise, Huai Shi's profile slowly emerged, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised: "Should I say long time no see?"

Mathers raised his cane, and streaks of fierce light flew out from the bloody evil eyes, turning into a heavy rain!

"What did you do to Yeats?!"

"Huh? I just revealed some future possibilities to him. It's no big deal, right?"

Huai Shi tilted her head and sighed helplessly: "Relax, it's just a book, isn't it? You don't regard him as your friend, do you?"

Mathers said nothing more.

Behind him, in the bloody whirlpool, there was a huge outline of anger crawling quickly, squirming, reaching out to the arrogant person in front of him, and suddenly smashing it down!

But then, the flash of resentment disappeared in a flash.

Countless flying crow feathers were soaked in blood, hungry and devouring all traces of life.

But Huai Shi's voice continued.

"Speaking of which, I also have a lot of friends."

He held the black umbrella that turned into a sharp blade in his hand, as if he was not aware of the miserable situation he would fall into, and said to himself: "Beelzebub, Euton, Ying Fangzhou...

But most of them died. "

"I'm sad," he said.

At that moment, Mathers' expression froze.

In the glow of destruction, a pair of calm eyes raised up, reflected his face, and told him: "I think you should be as sad as me.

Because of you, you deserve it. "

It was as if the judgment that had been delayed for seventy years was coming at this moment.

It's in Huaishi's hands.

"Mr. Marcus once said - betrayers will bleed to death. Unfortunately, I did not do it when he was alive, but it is not too late to make amends now."

"so--"

In his hands, the authoritative relic called the 'Holy Grail' bloomed with brilliant divine light.

The complex matrix hidden under the earth expanded from this moment on, and the secret ritual hidden in the explosions and blind spots enveloped the entire land of nothing, turning it into something in a cup.

Bright scarlet.

At this moment, following Huai Shi's movements, the mouth of the cup tilted, spilling the gift of the God of Hell onto the world.

"Drink."

Huai Shi said, "This is your blood."

At that moment, endless blood light rose into the sky.

From the wails of the chosen ones.

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