Chapter 1057 The Dark Emperor

The place where many containment objects were born in the endless dimension, the victims there, and the people who were distorted, suppressed, and imprisoned by the containment objects, all returned to normal.

In an instant, cheers echoed throughout every dimension.

All members of the club suddenly understood that the ultimate container named Black Emperor was born in the world.

Single-handedly, he eliminated all contained objects in the world. Under this blue and white world, everything is natural.

This act of turning the world around and bringing countless lives to life is enough to teach countless people to sing for it, and its merits are immeasurable.

For a time, people and songs.

However, people soon forgot all this.

The demonic Cang Yue understood that the act of resurrection was so shocking that many natural societies in the world simply could not accept it.

This itself is also unnatural. People will remember it for a lifetime. If you want it to be natural, you have to distort everyone's thoughts and tamper with this memory.

Because people are like this. If the power of absolute characteristics is in the hands of others, they will be worried, jealous, and afraid. At the same time, I hope to have it in my own hands.

Even if they can't get it, they will find ways to chase after something that is illusory from generation to generation.

Therefore, Mo Qiong dominated the human world, and his mind was distorted for the last time. To those who did not participate in the containment, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

As for the members, as for the peripheral personnel, even D-class personnel, as well as those government personnel who participated in the containment.

In the end, Mo Qiong chose to keep their memories.

Because he understands the club members, he has come step by step from the most typical and powerless Blue and White Club to where it is today.

And the demonic Cang Yue also understands Mo Qiong.

He knew why Mo Qiong did this. No one deserves to die, and no one deserves to lose everything.

For ordinary people affected by contained objects, the one or two abnormality is just an episode in life.

The memories of the contained objects should not belong to their lives.

However, for those members who have dedicated their lives to the shelter industry, those memories are their own lives.

If you want them to forget, how can they forget? What's the difference between this and depriving them of the meaning of their lives?

David, from the time he was born, everything he learned was for shelter.

It is true that Mo Qiong can give his memory other meanings, a life with different scenery.

But this is not David anymore, he is just a man who has been twisted by Mo Qiong's mind. A poor man who lives in a life arranged by others without realizing it.

The demonic Cang Yue understood it very well. He said: "Mo Qiong, member of Blue and White Club, how do you want to arrange it?"

"All the people in the heavens can enter the blue and white realm. If they want to stay in the lower realm, they should give up their own characteristics." Mo Qiong said.

Gou Ye laughed and said: "Who wants to stay here? Take away all my characteristics, I want to go home!"

But soon, all the members looked at Mo Qiong.

After all this, where will Mo Qiong go?

The whole world is white, but I am the only one who is black. Couldn't this last Black Emperor not be able to go home?

"There is one last thing you haven't done yet." Demonic Cang Yue said.

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "I still have a lot of things... that I haven't done yet."

The demonic Cang Yue said: "You can transcend. You already have Bo Luoge's appearance. Of course, maybe he is not what I imagined. He is completely indescribable."

"But I think that transcendence is not a difficult thing for you. You can find and explore the method yourself. I can't provide it anymore."

“Doing things I can’t describe, in areas I can’t describe.”

"Your characteristics determine that you can transcend endlessly, completely beyond my control, and become me, my god, and even my god's god... an existence that is indescribable and unimaginable in your life."

Mo Qiong said: "You want me to step into the endless unknown?"

The demonic Cang Yue said: "Absolute hit allows you to reach everything you see, achieve everything you know, and surpass everything you shoot."

"In this dimension, there is no one more suitable than you. You want to end the containment era, and you have done it, but you have not done it."

"Because as long as I am still here, everything will not be over. Only by surpassing me can you truly end the era of containment."

Mo Qiong said calmly: "Are you so deceptive about Polo Ge?"

The demonic Cang Yue said: "I did force him a little, but what I said is the truth. You can become Mo Qiong in an endless unknown state. The unknown is endless, and your achievements are also endless. Maybe one day , treat me as the scenery on the roadside, and transcend infinitely, which means ending the era of containment infinitely.”

Gou Ye and other club members stared at Mo Qiong. They would not affect Mo Qiong's decision at this moment.

Luo Yan also looked up at Mo Qiong, this scene seemed familiar. After all, some people should embark on a journey that others can never reach.

"The reason why I have come this far is not for myself. What I want is to end the era of containment. You want me to explore the endless unknown?" Mo Qiong said.

The demonic Cang Yue said: "If you don't go, I can still find the loopholes in your order and continue to affect the contained objects here. As long as I want to, sooner or later I can still find a way to bypass the characteristics you set and derive from……"

"I know, that's why I left, and you did the same. It seems that you are quarreling with me." Mo Qiong said.

Moxing Cangyue said: "Aren't you arguing with me? I said I would let you go and never describe you again. I am only guarding this corner of the place and can only affect the information observed here. You insist on staying, how can I write later?"

Moqiong said: "You really won't let go... Do you think I want you to let go?"

Moxing Cangyue didn't know what to answer at this moment.

Moqiong said: "When I learned about this, I already assumed that as long as you are still alive, you will not let go of this interface, and you will keep writing."

"Do I... need you to let me go?"

"..."Moxing Cangyue had nothing to say, how to say this? No matter what Moqiong said, he directly assumed that he would continue to interfere.

This person, no matter what others said, was just a reference, he always had his own judgment.

If the worst possibility exists, then he will take it as a real existence and take it into consideration.

"You... want to suppress this world forever?" Moxing Cangyue asked.

Mo Qiong said: "How can you clean up the world if you can't clean up your own house? Leave a feature that is destined to be cracked by you, and then leave irresponsibly? Mr. Lan did this because he was not interested in this. He wanted the endless unknown itself. Polo Ge also did this because if he stayed, he would be forced by you. He was just moving forward step by step for himself. This is the selfishness of human nature."

"I'm not saying that they are irresponsible. I just said that my responsibility is my home."

"If you want this place to be orderly and natural forever, the known method is not to explore the unknown. That's too lucky. . But as long as I am here, you can't get around me!"

"Perhaps, the absolute hit you mentioned is the 'information essence'. Any method will be resolved by me, and any boundary added above the head will be surpassed by my absolute hit... Such rhetoric is also a lie to me."

"But I don't care, I will take whatever tricks you have."

"I'm here, if you want the containment era to appear here again, you kill me first!"

Mo Xing Cang Yue realized that there was no need to say anything about letting go, Mo Qiong directly assumed that he would not let go and decided to stay forever.

He could try to bypass the order of the Black Emperor, just like playing with Qingfeng's so-called ultimate containment measures.

However, in front of this omnipotent infinite transcendent sky ghost, he could no longer play tricks.

He couldn't get around Mo Qiong.

Unless Mo Xing Cang Yue killed Mo Qiong, otherwise Mo Qiong would be here, suppressing his own settings forever!

Either kill Mo Qiong, or there will be no containment era!

"You want me to kill you, why don't I kill myself." Mo Xing Cang Yue said.

Luo Yan's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that the highest sky ghost, the original observer of the interface, the so-called author, actually compromised.

In the interface he observed, Demon Cangyue could do almost everything, but he couldn't make Mo Qiong no longer be Mo Qiong.

Just as Mo Qiong cherished this world, Demon Cangyue also cherished him.

Not to mention killing him, even if it was to distort Mo Qiong's mind, he couldn't bear it.

"Oh." For the author's emotional compromise, Mo Qiong only had one "oh".

Demon Cangyue knew that no matter what he said, he could not shake Mo Qiong's judgment.

He really couldn't beat Mo Qiong as long as Mo Qiong was there.

And Mo Qiong didn't care about this, because whether it was a lie or not, whether it was true or not, whether the author couldn't avoid the absolute hit, it didn't matter.

Mo Qiong had decided to give his all and try his best until death.

This is the real, the world is white, only I am black!

The Black Emperor used himself as a tool, as the real ultimate containment measure. As long as he still exists, the containment era will not come!

"The world-shattering Black Emperor, who cuts off the connection between heaven and earth, will forever suppress the blue and white world, and the people will sing a pastoral song." Lin Xiqiu said.

Lin Xiqiu had understood the compromise of Demonic Cangyue, and bowed to Mo Qiong.

Luo Yan and other people in the blue and white world all understood the Black Emperor's decision.

He gave up the endless unknown and indescribable future and suppressed this world forever.

So far, the endless dimension, the endless upper and lower dimensions, the entire interface observed by the author, has truly welcomed a man who only wants a peaceful home.

...

Tsk, the whole book is over...

...

"Tsk... Transcendence is a means, not an end. Why is it that in your mind, it is either moving forward or suppressing this world forever?" Mo Qiong said.

Hmm? Demonic Cangyue was stunned. The whole book is finished!

"Wait a minute, I have finished writing the whole book. Although according to convention, it needs to be written by Mr. Lan, this is also a certain degree of completion, and I can no longer describe Mr. Lan." Demonic Cangyue wrote.

Mo Qiong said: "That has nothing to do with me. Are you going to kill me or not?"

"I said, let me kill you, I would rather kill myself. Didn't I promise you? You will be in the interface forever, and I can't do anything about it." Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote.

Mo Qiong said: "I didn't say I would be in the interface forever. You forced me to give me an ending of 'forever'. Are you deceiving yourself? You are not deceiving me, are you?"

"..." Mo Xing Cang Yue knew that Mo Qiong did not say that.

Mo Qiong said he would stay, and Mo Xing Cang Yue took the opportunity to directly put Lan Bai in the interface forever.

This is actually a kind of interference, a kind of calculation, and an invisible constraint.

You can deceive the readers and the author himself, but you can't deceive Mo Qiong.

"Okay, I can't hide it from you. I'm really deceiving myself...hahaha!" Mo Xing Cang Yue had to confess honestly.

In fact, he, or rather, I, knew it very well. What is the permanent suppression of Lan Bai, can't restrain Mo Qiong at all.

According to the absolute hit of the information, as the author, there is no way to stop it.

Whatever Mo Qiong knows, he can reach, and whatever Mo Qiong shoots, he can surpass.

This is a man who can surpass infinitely. Although he has decided to stay, he doesn't need to stay forever.

If you want to go up, you can go up, if you want to surpass, you can surpass, if you want to go home, you can go home.

He doesn't need to be like Lan█ and Bai█, who are indomitable and never look back.

Mo Qiong is an almighty transcendent who can turn back. Because his ambition is not in the infinite unknown itself, he will not have the completely indescribable achievements of the first two. But he can shoot at will, transcend to an unknown number of levels, and come back when he misses home.

He can go forward and backward, up and down, and he has seen countless unknown landscapes. He has landed there and can go there at any time...

It is neither infinitely detached nor forever guarded.

It is too lucky for a person to be unable to guard the infinite. But what he cherishes is limited.

Mo Qiong, the end of the era of containment, can take care of what he can see, and what does he have to do with what he can't see?

Even if one day he surpasses the author, Lanbai Society will always be his home and his roots.

He can go when he wants to go and come back when he wants to. When to go and when to come back is no longer restricted.

This freedom, or in terms of unimaginable height, cannot really be compared with the capacity of Lan█ and Bai█ to pursue the infinite.

But it is the great freedom of the Black Emperor.

"So you will still transcend, right? When to go? That completely unknown world... After you see it, can you give me some enlightenment or something?" Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote.

"It has nothing to do with you. You are not immortal. Why ask so many questions?" Mo Qiong said.

Demon Cangyue was really miserable!

Life is so short, he is just a mortal, and it has nothing to do with Mo Qiong when he wants to transcend.

Look at this meaning...

"You want to outlast me?" Demon Cangyue wrote, shuddering at the same time.

Mo Qiong said: "I didn't say that... I just said that you can kill me."

Demon Cangyue was helpless, realizing that he might not see a wider unknown in his lifetime.

"What else do you have..." Demon Cangyue wrote.

"When will you write your next book?" Mo Qiong said.

"In fact, when I communicated with you, I hadn't started writing this one yet." Demon Cangyue wrote.

Mo Qiong said: "You haven't started writing yet?"

Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote: "My conversation with you will be described in the third person in the ongoing tense, because it is a serial. And for the readers, it will seem as if it just happened. If I don't tell them, they don't know that you have won a long time before I wrote this book. The scene at this moment has already happened in my mind or observation as early as when I started writing."

"As for the information in the heavenly book, I can't actually see it when I talk to you. Because for me, it hasn't happened yet. In my brain hole observation, it is a blank to be filled. I will add it to it according to the comments of readers after I start writing."

"And one of the names I described as evil like an ancient god is a blank scapegoat, and I will choose a reader to take the blame."

Mo Xing Cang Yue, when writing this text, it was already 2019, and he had experienced the harmony of being reported, and then made changes to the facts that had been observed in writing.

This book is no longer the complete version of the truth observed in the author's mind because of some interference.

Except for him, the original observer, all other readers are indirect observers, and what they see is a second-hand version.

They don't know the truest picture of Mo Qiong's life, and they don't know the truest content of the author's last communication with Mo Qiong. What they write now is just the version presented on the surface.

Mo Xing Cang Yue also doesn't know whether that harmony was originally done by Mo Qiong.

Whether he has planned anything for himself, or is still planning something, as a mortal author, in a society as turbulent as the tide, and in the confusion of ignorance, it is impossible to describe it comprehensively.

There are obstacles in the heart, and only from many surfaces can we guess a little bit of one-sidedness.

"Will you come to my wedding?" Mo Qiong said.

This is interesting. Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote: "I will let Lin Xiqiu go, he will represent me in full. It's a pity that I can't go in person... But I can observe and describe it."

Mo Qiong said: "The next book is ready, show me the idea first, I want to review it."

"No! No... Are you really going to kill me? I have already given you the interface of Lanbaishe. You have made it impossible for me to interfere there. You don't even let go of my other books?" Mo Xing Cang Yue felt very uncomfortable and wrote silently.

Mo Qiong said: "You want to observe my wedding and not let me review your next book?"

"What kind of logic is this?" Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote.

But I already understood what Mo Qiong meant. This is an exchange.

If you want to describe Mo Qiong's wedding, you have to let Mo Qiong be the editor of the next book.

Ah, I really want to write about your wedding.

Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote: "Are you still there?"

"Mo Qiong?"

"Don't be like this, I promised readers to guest star in your wedding."

"Speak, big brother, give me face."

"Hei Di, you are not getting married?"

“We agreed to write one book, not all books, right?”

“Are you going to interfere with all your books? Don’t you feel anything when I treat you so well?”

“Heartless! Believe it or not, I’ll kill you!”

“Okay, okay, whatever you say.”

Then I typed an ellipsis.

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p.s: Sorry, I was wrong, whatever you say.