Chapter 1484 Terminator
Rancher! ! !
why you?
Why the hell is it you again!
If the flute player had a hundred thousand curse words at this moment, at least ninety-eight thousand of them would be about Elysium - these shameful things, wouldn't they know to say something in advance if their eyeballs were gouged out!
Isn’t this holding back something harmful to others?
But now, Iron Fist has once again crossed a long distance and fallen from the sky!
boom!
It's just like playing whack-a-mole...
Even if Huaishi doesn't have the ability to observe everything now, it's no problem to distinguish the flow of disasters in the soul!
Among the countless phantoms, the presence of the flute player continued to flicker and dodge, avoiding the terrifying power entrusted by the Legion's Fist.
But it didn't take long for terrifying heat to spread.
Just like a volcano erupting, countless phantoms were burned to the ground...
Solomon!
It's like burning all the blood to offer this sacrifice for [Legion] in exchange for unprecedented destructive power!
But the target is just a bunch of phantoms that come and go...
"Don't be fooled by him, Huai Shi."
The old commander said decisively: "He is stalling for time."
Silence came suddenly, because at that moment, the remaining flute players showed strange smiles.
"late."
A crisp sound sounded from above their heads.
In mid-air, the door leading to the core of the Silver Sea...
In less than half a minute, in the Piper's crack, all the blockade systems and password matrices of unknown authority verification were dissolved.
The door to the source of all souls in the world opens in response!
Why do we have to fight to the death with two reckless men in this situation?
From the beginning, his purpose was not to come here to win, right?
Even if he kills Huai Shi and Solomon, what good will it do to him? It will only delay their success and give them a chance to react to the situation, right?
In other words, the moment he decided to fight, he was probably doomed to fail.
And now, as the door opens.
Darkness buzzes.
The surging tide of darkness is constantly rushing in the sea of silver. In the plan that is measured in tens or hundreds of years, separated by the three major blockades that are like iron walls, the flute player has been taking his time. It penetrates his opponent, sending disaster, suffering and evil into it silently.
And now, the harvest time has come.
The cold laughter resounded throughout the world.
"It seems it's time to say goodbye."
The phantom that was torn apart by Huai Shi finally laughed mockingly.
At that moment, the illusion disappeared.
"Don't even think about it!"
Huai Shi rose into the sky without thinking, heading towards the door that was no longer on guard.
You still have time--
Mobilize all your essence, burn your soul, break through the final distance at the fastest speed, and intercept the flute player in front.
With just a snap of your fingers, you can...
But at that moment, a happy voice sounded, as if from his ears.
Do you think it's that simple?
When he turned back in shock, he saw an erratic phantom quietly emerging behind Solomon's undefended back. The flute player raised his eyes and looked at him teasingly.
"The time has come to make a choice again, Huai Shi."
The dark dagger has been thrust out!
In crazy laughter.
Choose, choose, Huai Shi, just like before.
Go make a decision!
——Protect the current situation, or protect your companions?
Abandon all hope and pursue victory?
Or is it just a matter of chance to save Solomon who is about to be severely damaged?
And at that moment, Huai Shi saw Solomon's expression, like a smile, with the corners of his mouth raised.
That old face was full of joy and fulfillment.
Even, never looked back.
Just closed my eyes.
He allowed the fatal blade to pierce through his chest.
"Piper!!!"
The angry roar was like thunder, and the silver glow was already coming towards me!
"How stupid."
The flute player looked at Huai Shi rushing towards him and sighed mockingly.
No one can save you, Huai Shi was doomed from the beginning.
Whatever you choose.
Whether it is after abandoning Solomon, protecting the last door alone, facing off against the flute player, and gaining the chance to win against the odds. Or try to save Solomon, open the way to the Silver Sea, and create an excellent opportunity for the flute player...
Why are people in the Utopia always so naive?
He shook his head regretfully: "Huai Shi, you can't save Solomon, and you can't protect the current situation."
"That's right."
Someone responded hoarsely: "Because he believes that there is someone else protecting the current situation——"
At that moment, the steel hand was raised.
He held the dagger that penetrated the soul and the flute player's wrist.
Solomon opened his mouth and vomited out the corrupted essence, grinning with a ferocious smile:
"Got you!"
The flute player's expression suddenly changed.
At that moment, he discovered that his will could not break away from this phantom that was about to be abandoned.
It's like being fixed to death!
He was not allowed to leave.
He was actually being held in place by a dying man.
Even though the door to the Sea of Silver is right in front of you, you don’t even have the chance to push that door open...
What the hell! ! !
The dagger fell again, and in the high-pitched wail, the dagger, which had accumulated all the sins caused by assassinations since the primitive era of mankind, cracked open!
It was like being stabbed on steel.
“The essence of [Legion] is the [determination] of the weak to defend the tribe, and the price of [using] it is only [sacrifice].
Piper, that's all I have—"
At this moment, along with Solomon's words, unprecedented terrifying power burst out from his soul!
Those indestructible iron fists glowed with a dazzling light like the fission of stars!
Sacrifice one person in exchange for an advantage, sacrifice a team in exchange for results, sacrifice an army in exchange for victory - without sacrifice, everything is lost.
Without legions, order would fall apart.
The prerequisite for achieving this supreme power is the determination to sacrifice everything for victory!
The more you give, the more you sacrifice...the stronger this force becomes!
But at this moment, when Solomon decided to give up his life, cracks appeared in the red fist of the Legion!
The fragile iron of origin can no longer bind the stronger steel of soul!
He is burning.
"Let go!"
"One hundred and forty-six thousand six hundred and one..."
Solomon seemed not to have heard anything and just murmured softly.
Under the cold gaze of the flute player, he said to himself: "This is me, the number of soldiers who have personally sent to death... is even more. The number of people who died for me and because of me is already countless."
"I feel ashamed that I have not been able to sacrifice with them."
He slowly turned his head back, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.
"Thank you, Piper."
That grateful smile was so ferocious, like a flame that was pregnant with destruction.
The dying beast expressed his gratitude to his enemy without reservation: "Thank you for fulfilling my wish."
One day, I will go to the same place as them.
Be with them.
Ushering in destruction.
The wish that you once thought could never be realized during your lifetime has now been generously realized?
Already, I can no longer restrain myself.
Almost to tears of happiness.
Please accept it, Sea of Silver...
He laughed and shouted towards the present situation.
——This was the last burnt offering offered by Solomon!
At that moment, Legion's Fist fell apart amidst the loud noise.
Instead, there was a sun spreading infinite heat. The flute player screamed and struggled hard. The infinite phantom suddenly dissipated and collapsed along with his body.
What burst out from it were dark colors, constantly expanding, changing, and extending, struggling toward the door of the Silver Sea.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape Solomon's hands and suppression.
And just behind the door, a violent crash sounded.
In the sea of silver, the polluted turbidity is constantly squirming, trying to break through the boundaries, but no matter what, it cannot reverse the flow of the program and extend into the verification layer.
Even if it’s just a hair’s breadth!
As he shouted, the weight of sacrifice dropped again, suppressing the flute player and forcing him back to his original appearance.
Forcing him, he looked at Huai Shi walking towards him step by step.
There was no warmth in that cold face, only the cold murderous intent remained.
Just a peaceful overlook.
So indifferent.
"Thanks to you, I finally know why I am here, flute player."
He murmured softly: "I've always been strange - the relationship between Ai Qing and I should be clear to the governing bureau, but why would the Forerunner Association take the risk of the Utopia intervening in the regeneration plan and send Ai Qing to the bureau?" Qingla come closer here?"
"Because they need Ai Qing to find the unexpected factor that you represent.
At the same time, they also need me, they need the mediator of the Utopia - to bring destruction to all cancerous things like you that should not exist! "
"So, are you ready, Piper?"
Huai Shi asked calmly: "Pay the price for what you have done!"
Next, please allow me to show you——
——Sacrifice, anger, sadness, pain, resentment, regret...even, death!
At that moment, the Legion's fist was clenched tightly.
Smash it down!
boom!
Amid the thunder, the flute player's head exploded, then quickly regenerated, then exploded again, and again... It's hard to imagine how many punches were thrown in just a short moment.
Every punch was like spreading fire, evaporating large areas of darkness.
One after another!
But in the midst of the destruction, intermittent hoarse laughter continued to sound, coming from the cracked and twisted soul.
"Huh, price? You mean the price?"
The flute player was already overjoyed. He raised his cracked eyeballs and looked at Huai Shi and the darkness spreading in the sea of silver: "This is the disaster and evil that you have created yourself in this situation, Huai Shi. It will never happen. , is it all my fault?
Or, if you knock me down, everything will end? You will not stop, Huaishi, you will only create more hell, more despair in the world.
Even without me, you will fall into the hell of your own creation——"
A hideous smile appeared on the blood-stained and broken face: "What you want to save will inevitably be destroyed. The so-called current situation is a joke!
But the thing you want to destroy exists forever in the abyss... You can't even... Haha... You can't even kill me, Huai Shi. "
"Yeah, I can't kill you."
Huai Shi nodded without any wavering, but asked doubtfully: "Why should I be the one who can do it?"
Don’t you understand, piper?
You are already doomed to fail!
At that moment, the sound of the door opening sounded from the sky.
The flute player's smile froze on his face.
And just behind the door he dreamed of, in the shallow gap, a small ferret jumped out deftly, stepping on the broken stairs.
It fell on Huai Shi's shoulders.
Then, carefully, he put the thing in his arms into Huai Shi's palm.
It was a pure white chess piece.
【Bishop Bai】.
Or, call it... the embodiment of the Silver Sea, the authority formed by integrating all human intelligence and knowledge, including all human souls and essences.
Its name is——
——【Brilliant Light】
"It seems it's time to say goodbye, right?"
Huai Shi smiled truthfully, looking down at the face of the flute player, looking at the anger and panic emerging in the chaotic mist.
The time has come to say goodbye, my friend, however reluctantly...
The dreamlike and beautiful time is about to end.
It's this moment, it's now!
At that moment, when the tide of the silver sea burst out from his soul, bright light burst out from Huai Shi's eyes.
When that sea of omniscience descended into his soul, Huai Shi's self was burned to death almost instantly!
But what emerged from his face was an extremely happy smile.
Even without thinking or will.
His body instinctively, prompted by this magnificent light, took a step forward and raised his palm - in his palm, the white bishop split silently.
In other words, restore the original appearance.
There is no more brilliant light than this in the world.
When all the colors of the silver sea converge on this thin line, they turn into a mesmerizing transformation of neon.
The rainbow light is like a sword.
cut!
When all the darkness evaporated, what burst out was a cry that seemed to disturb the sea of silver.
Under the slash of the sword, the flute player's last strength exploded, and then evaporated quickly.
When the magnificent glimpse of light flashed away, there was no trace of the flute player in Solomon's hands.
There were only incomplete fragments that quickly shattered and evaporated.
Ushering in the end.
But what is unbelievable is that the piece of meat is still squirming.
Even though it was completely wiped out by the Sea of Silver in an instant, there was still an indescribable obsession running in the fragment of the soul that quickly ended.
No, it should be said that he completely gave up his soul, gave up everything, and did not hesitate to keep things. The broken face squirmed toward the door with difficulty, bit by bit, like a dying insect.
It's obviously just a hair's breadth away.
But they seem to be separated by an abyss.
But he has already seen the surging light, the waves recording all the changes in the current situation. It was like, the answer he had been dreaming of.
However, at this moment, when this answer appeared in front of him, the mutilated face couldn't help but shed sad tears of blood, disappointment and indescribable.
Although I have clearly seen the future, I feel nothing but despair!
"Wrong, everything is wrong..."
What I expected turned out to be something so ridiculous...
The thing that should have appeared, the grand destruction that I longed for and expected, the great darkness that was so solemn that it ended everything, has disappeared.
had been strangled in the distant past.
"How can this be?"
The flute player screamed and cried: "How dare you do this!"
The end time has come, and the large pieces of debris are quickly wiped out. But at the end, those eyes filled with blood and tears were staring at Huai Shi.
"We will meet again, Huai Shi, for sure."
The obsession from the flute whispers viciously: "I've caught you! No one can cheat in front of me! No one! You will definitely..."
"oh."
Huai Shi nodded expressionlessly, "Then I'll wait."
Just like that, the soles of his feet were raised and trampled.
Snapped!
Crushed the last ashes.
In the silence, he watched indifferently as the last traces of the flute player disappeared without a trace. Just like that, he turned around and left, left, left, left...
Just couldn't leave!
Because behind him, there was a ferret with the same expressionless face pulling at his trouser leg and holding on tightly, not allowing him to take another step.
"Classmate Huaishi, are you done pretending?"
Fu Yi, who was a temporary courier, reminded, "If you are done loading, please return the things..."
As he spoke, he raised his little paw.
Pointing to his pocket.
The brilliant light that he put in easily.