Chapter 1477 Choice and Price
"Human beings do not need to create a kingdom of heaven..."
When Huai Shi stepped through the door of the conference room, what she heard were such brazen words.
Jumping into hell with peace of mind, proudly showing off the end, and showing off the ugly face in a coquettish way...
At that moment, what burst out in the heart of the silent adjuster was anger that seemed to last to the end of hell.
The unhappiness that had accumulated in his heart for the past few days, the sadness of having to kill Solomon with his own hands, the desire for destruction that was about to erupt like a volcano, and the denied ideals.
When everything overlaps in one moment, what is triggered is an explosion without any scruples!
Without thinking, the ultimate symphony!
Blow his dog's head off with a hammer.
And when the broken soul reunited again, the moment he turned around and looked behind him, he was once again stunned.
At this moment, behind the flute player, layers of silver dazzling flames were shrouded, and the burning soul released terrifying flames that were like fission.
The moment his fists were clenched, his anger surged like lava.
Without mercy, he pulled his neck.
Blow his dog's head off again.
"What are you looking at?"
Huai Shi asked: "Have you never met your father?"
When the entire regeneration plan caused unprecedented chaos due to sudden changes, the chain-like bugs brought the Silver Sea infinitely closer to reality. The torrent that burst the embankment submerged the entire city hall in it, and the ultra-high density The source of matter distorts reality and causes matter to be replaced by will.
It is precisely because of this that the flute player can be recreated so easily, but similarly, when the inner image covers the essence of the body, the ferocious essence of Huai Shi becomes so terrifying. It's as if, just getting close, it will be burned to ashes!
It's almost impossible to tell which one is the real monster.
Once you take action, there is no hesitation, even if the thing in front of you is the element of destruction, you will raise your fist and hammer it to death. He was not even confused for a moment by his strange appearance.
To explain why, in Huai Shi's eyes, all he could see was a human-shaped hollow.
Like a crack in the glass, there is no reflection at all, not even a face.
For the flute player, the soul of Huai Shi is completely an insulator.
There is no mapping between the two parties at all!
So much so, that after losing the connection between souls, the newly born piper didn't even realize who this guy was who attacked him from behind.
The good, the evil, the mean, the generous, the cheerful, the gloomy... All the sections and fragments of Huai Shi's soul had already been completely tamed to the main axis of the self when they were reflected in the mirror of day and night, and were perfectly integrated into the one place. There is no other self that is unwilling to admit.
This is simply a mellow freak born after undergoing epic processing on the road of change. Even a hundred thousand flies can't bite a single crack in the steel egg.
At this moment, seeing a guy talking nonsense in front of him, even if he claimed to be a flute player, Huai Shi's first reaction was to hammer him to death first.
If you can't beat him to death, hammer him to death!
"I've been talking for a long time, but you haven't said anything useful, and you're just a stupid thing that only secretly makes people angry!
Hua Le, where are you Le Ni Ma? ! "
boom!
Another punch smashed most of the flute player's body into pieces. Huaishi was still upset and punched him again, and then another punch!
No matter how arrogant the destructive element is, at this moment he is still just a new soul made up of many soul fragments and evil thoughts, which cannot be compared with the sublimated person who forges steel with his soul.
What's more, even the true form of the flute player has never been famous for his military power or achievements in the abyss. Now, he was suddenly blocked in an alley by the lunatics of the Utopia. He had no way to fight back except holding his head and squatting in defense.
But even so, it still seems to be an unkillable shadow, constantly condensing and reborn. Even if it is destroyed again and again by Huai Shi, it still cannot be eradicated.
Until Huai Shi's movements stopped abruptly, she pulled his neck and never punched him again.
As if waiting.
And then a strange smile appeared on the blurry face that quickly condensed.
"Ah, Huai Shi, haha, I knew that the way Utopia greets people is still so exaggerated." He said, "It seems we can talk now?"
"No, I just suddenly thought of a question." Huai Shi asked sincerely, "Can you please answer it?"
"Haha, hahahaha, hahaha, questions? I like questions!"
The flute player laughed jokingly: "Of course, Huai Shi, of course. Whether it is the current situation or the abyss, the reason for the destruction of the Utopia or the whereabouts of our president, no matter what it is, I can answer you!"
"No, no, it's not that complicated. My question is actually very simple."
Huai Shi looked at the abstract face and asked seriously: "I just want to know, which hand did you use to touch her face just now?"
"..."
At that moment, the flute player's smile froze on his face.
Then, the flames of the source material burst out from between Huai Shi's five fingers, fell on his left arm, and burned the reorganized source material instantly!
"Is this this one?"
Huai Shi asked: "Is it still this one?"
boom!
Along with most of his shoulder, his right arm disappeared without a trace amid the explosion of metal.
When Huai Shi raised his hand again, sharp iron light intertwined into a spear, which suddenly penetrated his chest, lifted him up, and nailed him to the cross rising from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, flames rose from the ground and engulfed everything.
Burn!
The raging source of flames rapidly increased in temperature, like an alchemical furnace, destroying the strange structure and composition over and over again, eroding, and penetrating.
Little by little, the metalized source material was integrated into his soul.
If you can't kill him, then burn him completely beyond recognition!
And in the flames, there were no tragic shouts or frightened screams, only regretful laughter, as if laughing at oneself.
The flute player sighed helplessly and gave up the idea of communication.
It is wrong for people from the Utopia to have the luck of being able to communicate through language. This lesson should be kept in mind.
I can’t give my other self any more jokes.
Besides, he should be dead...
At that moment, the sound of cracking sounded from the flames.
There was a fatal crack on that unkillable soul.
Huaishi, on the other hand, drew the sword without thinking. Amidst the surging sound, the flames with all their strength flowed on the blade, as if they were holding a star that was about to explode.
cut!
But then, the sword blade stopped suddenly.
Another warning emerged from the soul, hovering in front of that weird smile.
——Stop!
It's Ai Qing.
He did not hesitate to tear his own soul apart, using the ax of anger as the origin link as the bridge, and issued the order to Huai Shi.
At this moment, at this moment, Ai Qing finally glimpsed the outline of the end of the fog, the end point that the conspiracy leads to!
Don't kill him, Huai Shi!
Don't kill him!
——This is his purpose!
"Don't break the rules, Ai Qing, we are all the chosen sacrifices."
In the brief silence, on the stake, the flute player looked at Ai Qing meaningfully and laughed sharply: "Why do you want to stop me from fulfilling my obligations?"
Why stop me?
Besides, even if you can stop me, so what?
You can't stop the coming choice——
At this moment, during the burning, the flute player actually smiled and stretched out his palm. At that moment, the dry fingers quickly became crystal clear, like a work of art carved from white jade.
And just above the raised fingertips, a little darkness seeped out quietly.
Thick as ink.
The essence brewed from countless evil thoughts and disagreements, the evil consequences sown through betrayal and killing, are the crystallization of original sin rooted in the soul...
That is the blood of the flute player, the poison of madness that is enough to solidify and destroy all souls!
Then, in front of Huai Shi, that hand reached out to Ai Qing's soul bit by bit.
Full of malice.
Choose, Huaishi.
Should he follow her orders or kill the enemy in front of him?
Take your pick!
To protect me or to protect her?
In response to him, the roaring Sword of Extermination!
Without any stagnation or hesitation, in Huai Shi's hands, the sluggish blade once again burst out with a fierce light that could kill all souls.
cut!
At that moment, Ai Qing closed her eyes tiredly.
The outcome has been decided.
It's all over.
When the last participant logs in, the loopholes in the regeneration plan will be filled. And once he is killed, the regeneration plan will be completely over——
There is no doubt that Ai Qing will win as the final winner.
But what's the price?
What's the cost?
All souls who died in the plan, including the flute player, will follow the rules and flow to... the Sea of Silver through the guidance of chaos calculation!
This is his purpose!
The success or failure of regeneration plans? The future of the Bureau? Changes in the current situation?
What does that have to do with the piper?
Is it just for this pitifully small consolation prize that I have gone to such great lengths to join this game?
That would be too pitiful, right?
Obviously, such a generous reward is already close at hand!
At that moment, amid the joyful laughter of the flute player, destruction and the end came, destroying him completely!
Once upon a time, the natural chasm that blocked him completely disappeared without a trace, replaced by the road leading to the soul of all mankind!
When the mighty vortex emerges from the rushing light, pulling the flute player, slowly rising.
The broken soul was filled with joy and admiration, welcoming the coming sweet fruit, and finally walked into it!
You're done.
So, he couldn't help but laugh maliciously, and finally mocked: "Huai Shi, you will soon know what you have done, hahahaha."
Just like that, we took a step towards that glorious ocean.
It stopped suddenly.
Along with laughter...
When he lowered his head in astonishment and looked at his legs, he fell into confusion: Why is there a chain on his feet?
And at that moment, on his shoulder, a smiling face suddenly poked out from behind, tilted its head, and looked at him.
He blinked his big curious eyes.
"Yeah?"
Huai Shi asked, "Then why didn't you tell me in person?"