Chapter 948 The only Way

"Wow, the real Virgin bitch appears!"

The black mirror image next to Huai Shi supported his shoulders with her elbows and exclaimed: "Look! I didn't expect that I would be so radiant, right?"

"Wait a moment……"

Huaishi pushed away the arm of the guy next to her in disgust, raised her head and asked, "Even if he confesses, why do I have to be pointed at the sword too?"

"Oh, you don't have to."

The saint's mirror image turned its sword in disgust: "Those who are born to be evil still need to be saved, and those who are willing to fall have no cure."

"Isn't that right...wait!"

Huai Shiba clicked her lips, but she felt something was wrong: "Why am I hopeless and self-destructive?!"

"Mediocre and inactive."

The saint's mirror glanced indifferently: "You have given up so many lives. You are ashamed of everything you have. Your life will eventually become meaningless due to laziness and the satisfaction of desires..."

"Look, look, that's what the Holy Mother Bitch is like." The mirror beside Huai Shi shook his head helplessly: "I have a suggestion, how about we join forces and do him, and then we can discuss other things?"

"hehe."

Huai Shi squinted: "Then he was stabbed in the back by you, right? How about I join forces with him and do it to you first?"

"Do you think dog bites dog so soon?" the saint sneered: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of joining forces with evil parties and incompetent people..."

"Tsk...look at the evil you have done, you bitch."

"Are you done arguing?"

Before Huai Shi could answer, she heard a cold voice behind her.

At the dividing line between light and dark, a slender and pale figure appeared, rolling up his sleeves with an expressionless face: "Solve it quickly, stop talking nonsense."

That sickly face was full of boredom and disgust, and he was too lazy to talk.

Hoarse and crazy laughter sounded from the other end.

"Am I late? Is it still early?"

A grinning face emerged from the darkness.

Huaishi's scalp began to feel numb.

Looking at the figures emerging from the void one by one, I felt numb and bald.

And when everyone looked at him, they felt the pressure of being watched by countless people. Countless people who knew him best, were most familiar with him, and were also a part of him, were staring at him.

"The decision is about to begin, my friend."

The evil mirror put its arm on his shoulder, flicked the cigarette ashes, and asked curiously: "Are you ready?"

"This is so exciting."

Huai Shi sighed softly, seemingly distressed, but couldn't help but grin.

What responded to him were countless identical happy smiles!

"It's about to begin."

In the chapel behind the Church on Spilled Blood, under the dome with colorful windows, the old bishop stood solemnly and raised his eyes.

In the chapel, everyone looked cautious.

Bishops who were rarely seen in the Russian Federation in the past were actually gathered here now.

Through the network formed by the holy coffin, the ascendants of the Russian Federation crossed long distances and gathered here, wearing black robes and purple and gold ribbons, with a solemn bearing that made people dare not show their dignity.

And Ekaterina just sat on the bench, holding rosary beads in her hands, praying silently. Next to her, Alexei pushed the sleeping girl in the wheelchair, but hesitated to speak.

In the projection on the altar, there was only darkness.

A strange and huge mirror was faintly reflected. There were colorful and dim flows in the mirror, constantly intertwining illusions and beautiful scenery that were unprecedented in the world. Sometimes mountains of corpses, seas of blood and horrifying scenes in hell emerged.

Even if you watch it through the projection, you can't help but be shaken.

If there is a moment of trance, even if it is not directly witnessed, the soul will probably be pulled into it and contaminated by the curse formed by the anger and pain, right?

In the projected record, Huaishi lost her mind the moment the elevator opened.

Like a walking zombie, he stood in front of the huge bronze mirror.

Seduced by the changing soul, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the mirror. After defeating the gap between reality and reality, he walked into it.

Then, countless phantoms emerged from it, and the jaw-dropping number continued to rise. If it hadn't been for the recognition from the holy coffin, the people present would have almost thought that this was an illusion that lured them down to take a look.

It’s unimaginable how there could be such a large number.

"Normally, he is an ascendant who has passed the test of the Vientiane Celestial Sphere and received the highest evaluation."

Russell flicked the cigar ashes everywhere without any scruples, and said calmly: "This is just a part, there are more that have been integrated and rejected by himself - the possibility that was denied by that power, Even the mirror of day and night cannot reflect it."

"Too dangerous."

The old bishop raised his eyes: "Mr. Russell, life is not a balance. It is not advisable to sacrifice one person in order to save one person."

"certainly."

Russell nodded: "I fully agree with this, but I have a slightly different opinion on your assessment of the current situation."

"We have no intention of occupying the ownership of the Day and Night Mirror. We have always maintained an intelligence blockade to ensure maximum security.

Now it seems that your understanding of it is somewhat different because of this..."

The old man pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "What the mirror of day and night reflects is not an illusion or a trial, but rather a refraction of the miraculous mark to recreate a new soul with the source material.

At this moment, all the mirror images Mr. Huai Shi sees are, in the final analysis, derived from the cross-sections of his own nature. Under the interference of the curse, all mirror images will be in tit-for-tat conflict.

But there is no doubt that it is all part of him and cannot be solved through recklessness. "

Killing evil, destroying fanaticism, defeating laziness, and defeating another self... sounds very cool, but this is not a self-challenge plot that is popular in JUMP.

It should be said, just the opposite!

There are countless people who have passed the trial using this method, but without exception, their souls are mutilated when they return from the mirror.

They completely lost the part they killed.

Whether it is evil, good, laziness or fanaticism... once the mirror image is erased, that part of the soul will be completely lost.

Such numerous mirror images do not prove that Huai Shi is special, but rather illustrate the danger of the situation.

The more you kill, the more you lose.

In the end, there will be nothing except the self named Huai Shi, and it will become an empty shell that is unmoved by the world.

If you want to truly pass the torture of the day and night realm, there is only one way.

Let those shards who are diametrically opposed to you and have absolutely no chance of sharing a common language with you, willingly identify with the true entity.

Lies will have no effect, eloquence will have no place, promises and threats will have no effect.

In the final analysis, it is all the tester himself.

No one can lie or deceive only to oneself. More often than not, it is only to oneself that people cannot forgive and tolerate.

This is an unsolvable dilemma.

"rest assured."

Russell smiled happily and blew out a wisp of smoke: "It's hard to say about other people. For Huai Shi, I'm afraid it's just a little more troublesome, and there won't be any trouble at all!"

It is true that the more accustomed a person is to killing, the more he will like to use killing to resolve conflicts.

If other sublimates faced this situation, whether it was the original body or the mirror image, I am afraid they would immediately use this simplest method to solve the problem.

But this alone won't work in front of Huai Shi!

"Believe me, even though he is called the 'Sword of Disaster', there is no one in this world who hates this title more than him..."

Russell stared at the scene in the projection and murmured softly: "King of Danbo, Prince of Paradise, Special Military Attache of the Astronomical Society, King of Jinling's Beheaded Head, Grand Master Killer...these are just other people's unauthorized descriptions of him.

From beginning to end, the only title he is willing to recognize from the bottom of his heart and be proud of is - "

At that moment, everyone in the silent chapel was stunned at the same time.

He raised his eyes in shock.

It was as if he was hallucinating.

A hallucinatory melody sounded from the darkness.

At that moment, the darkness was turbulent, and the mighty sound was galloping, gushing out like a torrent, stirring all illusions and shaking the dead darkness.

Countless mottled colors quickly dimmed and shrank, turning into nothingness.

The heavily sealed sacred relics exhibition room fell into chaos at this moment, and everything lost its outline. Under the changes brewing in the mirror of day and night, numerous changes emerged.

Everything is disappearing quickly.

In the end, only nothingness remains.

Just like the nature of the abyss.

And as Huai Shi in the mirror lowered his eyes, at the moment he raised his bow, countless changes emerged from the chaos.

It’s like the heaven and earth were opened up!

Along with the soft and bright melody, the nothingness surged, spewing out countless brilliant colors and changes, just like the soul running on the abyss, lighting up the first ray of light.

Clear air rises and turbid air descends.

Amidst the violent changes like thunder and thunder, the bright sunshine falls from the sky, and everything grows!

Spring has arrived.

"Vivaldi, The Four Seasons Concerto?"

When countless cello melodies, either deep or high, bright or sad, overlap, a mighty trend forms, spreading and covering everything.

Countless mirrors emerged from the void, reflecting the images of each with their eyes downcast, as well as the gentle outlines of the instruments in their hands.

Play!

The solemn performance that dominates the rotation of the four seasons and the rise and fall of all things has begun!

At this moment, whether they are good, evil, lazy or fanatical, all the mirror images are immersed in this swaying melody just like Huai Shi.

This is why Russell has confidence in Huai Shi.

Even, in order not to cause negative interference, they deliberately concealed it from him.

If that is the essence that has nothing to do with Huai Shi, then it doesn't matter even if they are all killed.

But if it really comes from part of Huai Shi, then the second situation is definitely impossible!

——If it were decided who would become Huai Shi, what kind of duel would be more suitable than this?

"Look, the musician's special performance has begun!"

Russell laughed and looked at the illusion in the mirror with joy.

Enjoy the show, Huaishi.

Because this wonderful experience of playing in harmony with countless selves can only be had at this moment!

This is a surprise specially prepared by the teacher for you...

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