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Hearing the sound, Ye Lan smiled.

"Yeah, why is it me who goes to death every time? God is so cruel to me."

She is also made of flesh and blood, and she has a heart as well. She also has fears, is afraid of death, feels tired and wants to retreat, and sometimes resents the injustice of heaven.

But after the resentment is over, you still have to face what you should face.

"Leize can certainly quell an eruption of earth fire, but he can't block the source here. As long as the zombie formation is not broken for a day, the earth fire will continue to ravage the balance of the earth's crust. So the best way is for me to break it. Open the corpse raising formation."

The method to break the formation is also simple, as long as you agree to merge with the powerful soul in the crystal pillar.

"There may not be a turning point in this matter. If I'm lucky, the great master is successfully awakened, and I can still keep the memory I have today. Even without me, the debt of the failed ascension thousands of years ago is enough for a man to drink. This catastrophe It can be stopped no matter what.”

This is the optimal solution.

It is also the fastest way to calm down the fire and save thousands of lives.

Everyone just listened to her quietly, no one said a word.

Because they know very well that even if they talk about a thousand benefits, Ye Lan will die in the end.

The good outcome is that consciousness may remain, but the worst outcome is that she fails to survive and is destroyed by the high temperature and the corpse array the moment she enters the magma.

Under such circumstances, their hearts have long been numb with pain, let alone talking about other benefits of breaking the formation.

So Ye Lan made all the decisions throughout the process.

At the end of her words, she turned towards Lei Ze, pursed her lips and asked again, "You know the location of the original stone, right?"

Lei Ze met her gaze, and he couldn't tell if the depth in his eyes was his own or Xiao Yunting's, only the girl's figure was clearly reflected, then he nodded slowly and responded: "Well, it is the cornerstone of the corpse raising array. "

cornerstone.

Hearing this, Ye Lan suddenly realized.

Even if you have practiced for thousands of years and have the power of heaven-level fragments, to use earth fire to maintain a formation running for so long requires the energy to absolutely suppress nature.

This energy source is Lei Ze's heart, the original stone of heaven and earth.

Lei Ze didn't take action before, because he probably knew that once the original stone was retrieved and the fire poured out, it would only accelerate the destruction of mankind, and even their group would bear the brunt of the disaster.

"If he takes the initiative to break the formation, when I merge with the powerful soul, what are the chances of you getting back the original stone and calming the earth fire?"

Ye Lan calmly analyzed.

Lei Ze was silent, not wanting to tell her the answer for a moment, but looking at the determination in her clear eyes, he knew that he could not hide it from her, so he could only say truthfully: "It only takes one minute for the other party to wake up the corpse. "

As long as he retrieves the original stone, he can use the power of the earth to control the spreading fire and suppress all erupting volcanoes in just one minute.

"So, the success rate is 100%." ​​After finally hearing a certain piece of news, Ye Lan relaxed her eyebrows a little and raised a smile on her lips, showing a bit of youthful and lively girlishness. Before turning around and going back, she glanced sideways at Lei Ze and asked, "Can I hold your hand and go in?"

Lei Ze was stunned for a moment and realized that the person she wanted to hold was Xiao Yunting. Perhaps the souls had merged and the conflict in his heart was less, or the girl's eyes were too calm at the moment, making him unable to bear to refuse.

So when the girl Wei Liang's fingertips came in contact, he circled it into his palm and held it tightly.

Two figures stepped into the church again.

In the underground passage, the dark river is still overflowing with evil energy, and the air is humid and hot.

When they reached the altar of earth, the demonic beasts had been eaten away, the bodies on the ground were in pieces, the man's hands were covered with black mucus, and his clothes and face were all stained with filth.

He sat there dryly, and when he saw Ye Lan and his group turning back, the corners of his lips slowly raised, and his eyes could not conceal the lust and madness, "You are back, isn't the world outside wonderful? Watching the same kind of people die one after another. , how does it taste?"

"Not very good." Ye Lan said matter-of-factly.

The man nodded and sat casually under the crystal pillar with his two long legs hanging down. The devilish aura filled the air under his feet, "So what are you doing in vain for so long? I have painstakingly planned a plan for thousands of years, and even your fate has changed. It was calculated from the beginning, how could you escape from my grasp?"

Calculation.

Fate.

Hearing the familiar words, Ye Lan couldn't help but ask, "Are you also a magician?"

The man raised his eyebrows, cast a strange look at her, and said with a low smile: "Yes, my mysterious skills were 'taught' by you yourself back then."

The four words "teaching by hand" were held on the tip of his tongue, chewing them over and over again, giving him a feeling of madness.

Ye Lan was stunned for a while before realizing that the man was his apprentice in his previous life.

Although the various causes and fates here are not yet known, she already sighed in her heart: It is really a bad fate.

At this point, she didn't want to waste time. The man was also unhappy when she was holding hands with Lei Ze, so he brushed off the dirt on his robe, stood up and said, "Let's get started."

Ye Lan pursed her lips, looked back and thanked Lei Ze, "Can I ask you one last favor?"

After experiencing life and death, the distance between them has become much closer, and they can be regarded as friends for the time being.

Lei Ze lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Say."

Ye Lan touched his heart and felt the temperature and heartbeat in it, as if he was whispering to someone who had disappeared, and said softly: "If possible, when leaving this body, I can find a way to leave a trace of his consciousness behind." ?"

Xiao Yunting's brain has been specially modified and already possesses the training rules of the consciousness school. With a little guidance, it is not impossible to regain consciousness.

Originally, she had to do this herself, and no one knew how to study the stream of consciousness better than her.

But now she can't guarantee her own survival, so she can only entrust Lei Ze with it.

Hearing that these were her last words, Lei Ze felt repulsed, but as a kind God, he finally agreed, "Yes."

So, Ye Lan let go of his hand with relief, "Thank you for sending me here like this."

Although she knew that the real Xiao Yunting had disappeared, at the last moment of her life, she still wanted the person she liked to accompany her throughout this journey.

Holding the familiar palm and warmth is enough.

The corner of Lei Ze's mouth moved, and he suddenly wanted to tell her that holding hands was of his own free will, not because of help or force.

Not even because of the fusion of souls.

It was him who took the initiative.

However, the girl had already turned around and walked towards the altar of earth. The gradually losing warmth in her palms suddenly woke him up, realizing how despicable and inappropriate the words he wanted to say at this moment were.

Because he sent her to die.

As a god, he could have dominated all things and was supposed to be omnipotent.

But the fact is that he must sacrifice the person he cares about in order to get his things back.

And what qualifications does he have to say that he likes and cares about the other person.

At this moment, he felt that he had lost to Xiao Yunting.

A complete loss.