Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1267 Ragnarok of the Gods (45)

(The previous chapter has been heavily revised)
"Deal?" The pilgrim asked with great interest, "What deal?"

While speaking, the light around him became dimmer, but this was not because of the change in the intensity of the light on his body, but because the dark and narrow old room had dissipated like mist.

In a blink of an eye, Cheng Mo found that he had appeared on the cloud layer high in the universe, and there was no boundary around the cloud layer, only being surrounded by the vast sea of ​​stars.As far as he could see, there were several rounds of particularly conspicuous nebula slowly rotating in the black velvet night sky.One of the tornado planes looks like a round of colorful chocolate beans, shining brightly in the southern sky; on the right side of the chocolate bean tornado, there is a pink cloud-like nebula, like a colorful gauze fog rolling in the dark night; there is another A cluster of rose-like nebulae, but the brightly colored metals that are chemically reacting, Cheng Mo seemed to see the Creator's rose blooming on a moonless midsummer night.

And the pilgrim floated lightly under a black and white light wheel, which looked like a black and white Saturn, exactly like a black hole.The white wings of the pilgrims standing in mid-air are dyed with some beautiful colors of the nebula, and there is a half-round black hole on top of their heads, giving people a sense of the coming of the gods.

Against the background of the cosmic atmosphere, reflected in the nebula and black holes, the pilgrims show an immortal attitude that makes people want to worship.

Even Cheng Mo couldn't help feeling inexplicable awe in his heart, just like this "god" in front of him dominates all living things in the universe.Yet he was thinking about "God Killing," a transgression that would make one's hair stand on end when one thinks about it, like an ant thinking about how to kill an elephant.

It's ridiculous and childish.

Cheng Mo secretly took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and said calmly: "I want to exchange 'Rebirth' for the opportunity to read it six years ago. I want to read the book written by my father. Human Origins."

Under this lack of tone of calm, what conceals is that the surging energy is being transmitted directly into his body from Athena along the "Seven Sins" he left in the maze, and this surging energy is tearing at his meridians , like a violent current whipping his body.

The pilgrim shook his head and said, "The price is not enough, my child." He said flatly, "You can't use what you decide to give up to take away the world's greatest secret from me."

Cheng Mo was a little disappointed by the pilgrim's answer, and a surge of pride rose in his heart. His father was indeed an extremely awesome man.After thinking about it, he became worried again. People like his father died under the attack of the "God's Staff" of the Star Gate. Even if he inherited the "Black Death", would he change anything?

Should he really do something that has almost no chance of success?
This is not a wise move.

"It's best that Nebuchadnezzar is willing to return Ouroboros to me. If he is willing to return it to me, it means there is still room.
So what is there to be afraid of?
We've come this far, so what's there to be afraid of?Now, what could be easier than facing death? "

The light snakes on both sides of Cheng Mo's spine were trembling crazily. He felt like a balloon filled with boiling water, and his whole body was about to explode with energy.But it is still one-third away from an "absolute zero" and a "teleportation".This third is torture like hell.Fortunately, physical pain is nothing compared to psychological pain.

He clenched his teeth, suppressed the desire to yell, and pretended to be calm and said: "In that case, can you please return my Ouroboros to me." Then he lowered his head again, hiding his trembling cheek, "I know it's in your hands. It may not matter to you, but it matters to me."

"You mean this." The pilgrim didn't seem to notice the difference at all, and spread out his right hand to Cheng Mo, a wave of light flickered in the palm of his wide palm, and his electronic watch-shaped Uroboros jumped out of thin air.

"Yes." Cheng Mo knew that his performance was perfect, he was indeed a good actor.Now he is only one "teleportation" away, and he will embark on a life-to-death adventure. There is nothing more exciting than this.

"What do you want to exchange?" The pilgrim said flatly, "I only do fair transactions."

Cheng Mo rolled his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he had swallowed a piece of red-hot coal. He stared intently at the Ouroboros in the hands of the pilgrim, as if he had sensed some kind of mysterious link, and his brain was about to The pain of being torn apart has eased a lot, and the transmission of energy seems to be a little faster.

But it is still a little short of storing enough energy for "teleportation".

"What to exchange?" He half-truthfully replied in a confused tone, his expression showing a state of thinking.His brain was also really thinking, inexplicably, he remembered that summer afternoon when his "heart disease" was basically healed, he ran along the long street until he reached the river, and then rushed to until exhaustion.He also thought of the "Cherry Coke" in the convenience store. At some point, the "Cherry Coke" disappeared from the streets of Star City.

Nobody cares that the Cherry Coke is gone, except him.

"If I die, I shouldn't be as quiet as Cherry Coke. At least the teacher and Xiaolu will remember me." He recalled the afternoon when he went to the cemetery with Teacher Shen, the drizzle was falling, the pines and cypresses were green, Buried there, you can see Yuelu Mountain in the distance. It is indeed a treasure land of geomantic omen.

The scorching energy is rapidly spreading to the whole body along the blood vessels, and the blood has turned into scalding boiling water, making his internal organs, limbs and bones seem to be soaked in boiling water, and he feels like his whole body is about to be cooked , the brain becomes chaotic.He felt that his body was about to reach the limit it could carry.

"There is no need to make such a dangerous choice, you must be patient. You must understand what Nebuchadnezzar is thinking. Don't be tough. Why should the ant fight the elephant?"

"But my time is limited."

"Time is limited and more secure bets are needed."

"If you don't have stud, you can't turn over the book at all."

"Stud will only make you fail faster. You have to think about it. This is not an exam for you alone. If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. Remember the mistake and don't make it again next time. You have no chance to do it again, and you It’s not just one person, you have so many people’s hopes on you.”

Cheng Mo was sweating profusely, at this moment, he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear Xie Minyun saying to him:

"In the history of so many earth-shaking changes, some people just want to survive, some people think that the time has not come, and some people hope that things will happen naturally.

These people can never change history.

Those who change history are those who don't think about what they can do, but who spare no effort to do it.

Just do it, or nothing will happen. "

Now that a choice has been made, the shackles must be broken, and the world must be overthrown.He knew that he had to be more ruthless and decisive, to abandon all negative emotions, and to come out of endless memories.To stop looking back at the pain of loss, the love they gave him was not a burden, it was redemption.

So he has to let go.

must.

There is no way out for the desperadoes.

He rolled his throat again, staring at his own Uroboros, as if looking for plums to quench his thirst.When the energy finally reached the requirement, he uttered an unexpected sentence in a dazed state, "I trade my life for it."

The pilgrim was also quite surprised, "Your life?"

This is exactly what Cheng Mo expected.He nodded, looked at the pilgrim and said sincerely: "Yes, my life"

Before the words were finished, transparent and sparkling light spots suddenly burst out from Cheng Mo's body. Those colorful streamers sprinkled on the pilgrim's light feathers instantly turned into solidified oil paint on the shining white feathers, and even the soft clouds under his feet It also turned into a hard metal shape, instead of surging waves like just now.Even the pilgrims floating in mid-air seemed to be frozen, stuck in place motionless, like a huge sculpture, it should be said to be a statue of a god.

Everything is frozen.

Cheng Mo disappeared above the clouds, like a moth to a flame, plunged into the frozen light, and stabbed the "Seven Sins" in his hand towards the pilgrims in a near-suicidal manner, emitting a holy light Dizzy face.

There is only one chance to catch someone by surprise. If you grasp it, you can turn your bicycle into a motorcycle. No, it should turn your bicycle into a Ferrari.

The lightsaber in his hand had pierced the soft light that shrouded the pilgrim's face like a mist, and he saw a face wearing a crown of thorns and a mask of golden beak.Unlike those weird, fierce and chilling beak masks he had seen, this beak mask inlaid with golden metal lines not only had a dilapidated and decadent aesthetic, but it also had a majestic and arrogant beauty.That biting solemnity is exactly the same as the statue of Lucifer standing in the darkness when entering the temple.

Cheng Mo thought, perhaps it is not just this mask that makes pilgrims look like gods, but also the pair of wide and bright light feathers, the starlight robe as magnificent as the universe, and the vicissitudes of time that can penetrate, And the crown of thorns piercing the flesh
He stared at the pilgrim as if he was staring at the universe, he felt his own insignificance, and shouted in his mind: "Athena."

A black line appeared out of thin air in the white light behind the pilgrim. The black line slowly opened like a living eye, and a black hole like a pupil bloomed. This hole matched the extremely distant black hole above the pilgrim's head. Chengqu creates a strange aesthetic feeling.

"Law: Occam's Razor."

Before the people of Athena came, the sword came first.

The slender sword of Perseus traveled through time and space and reached the back of the pilgrim.

At the same time, Cheng Mo's "Seven Sins" is like a laser piercing through the thick fog, passing through the head of the pilgrim wearing a bird's beak mask, as if passing through the air.

Before Cheng Mo had time to think, his whole body flew up, and he didn't see how the pilgrim moved. A golden holy light like a sharp sword descended obliquely from the sky, broke through the frozen air, and passed through his chest , fixed him in mid-air, like nailing an ant to the wall with a toothpick.

At this moment, everything in front of his eyes seemed to be an illusion, and these bright illusions were moving at an extremely slow speed.With the snap of the pilgrim's fingers, the golden holy light slowly penetrated into his chest and protruded from his back, and Athena's Perseus sword slowly protruded from the deep black hole in his pupils.

The extremely slow speed deduces agitation and death, and the holy light and knife light burst out triumph and challenge.

He tried his best to continue to use "Absolute Zero" to try to restrict the movement of the pilgrims, and recklessly controlled the "Seven Sins", shooting towards the pilgrim's chest, trying to attract the pilgrim's attention.

For now, all hope is on Athena, he thought.

However, in the next second, time stopped completely before his eyes, and then began to rewind.

Before the all-conquering Perseus touched the pilgrim's back, it began to withdraw slowly towards the black hole like a floor drain.And the black hole is also slowly closing, gradually degenerating into a crack.Then Cheng Mo saw his "Seven Sins" retreated from the pilgrim's head, and his figure also appeared in the field of vision, backed up, landed, and stood back on the ground.

He stared at the replay like a hopeless mirage in the desert.

The idea of ​​turning a bicycle into a motorcycle is just a dream.

His thinking began to be incoherent, and the power of the pilgrim made him unbelievable.

At this moment, the black crack that was about to recede into a line opened violently again, a cluster of nebula-like streamers burst out from it, the pilgrims were like lit torches, and the light of debris like a galaxy soared into the sky , soaring high into the depths of the starry universe.The entire space was shaking violently, and the clouds that were as hard as iron just now began to surge like waves.The nebula around the cloud layer accelerated its rotation, and the colorful light expanded towards the surroundings.

The pupil-like black hole was also spinning rapidly, Athena's Perseus poked out again, and her whole image was like a flash of light in the dark, about to condense into a solid body.

But her speed was a bit slower than the pilgrim's after all.The star fragments flying in the universe like ashes of fireworks are re-condensed into the glorious body of the pilgrim.He just snapped his fingers lightly, the real black hole high above the sky erupted with dazzling light, and Cheng Mo saw everything around him flowing into the black bottomless pit like running water, as if some dye had been diluted by water , including the black pupil wrapped around Athena.

"Nebuchadnezzar, if you want to kill him, you have to kill me first!"

Athena's voice came from it, like a distant signal from 10,000+ light years.

The pilgrim sighed softly.

All that has vanished into a soft white light.

Only he and the pilgrim remained in the light.

The scene in front of him was so spectacular and weird, Cheng Mo forgot to attack, he wondered if he had fallen into some kind of hallucination, he was completely stunned by the gorgeous and terrifying scene at the moment.

The pilgrim volleyed up to Cheng Mo, who was pierced by the golden holy light. He raised his face wearing a bird's beak mask and said, "It's too impulsive, child. The childishness of human beings is that they never reflect on their own A source of pain, but wanting more from elsewhere."

It was only then that Cheng Mo remembered that he was seriously injured. He coughed violently, blood mist splashed everywhere, and a flood of suffocation rushed over his face. He wanted to contact Athena in his mind, but he couldn't.He took back the Seven Sins, grabbed the golden holy light passing through his body, barely panted a few times, and let out a "hehe" laugh. The hoarse laughter was like the electromagnetic interference sound from a radio, harsh and ugly.

"A great writer... said that we...have to...every day...as...the last day...this sentence...will...come true sooner or later. So...why...can't be...today? Not to mention...can...can kill If you die, you...you will earn, even if you can't kill you, anyway you...you...would probably not kill me. Then I...don't lose either...cough.cough.cough." He said violently again Coughed a few times, raised his bloody face and smiled at the pilgrim, "Isn't that right? Master"

(End of this chapter)