The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

"Everyone in the world will applaud him and owe this person forever... In what mood did you write this script?" Jiang Bai Pingcuo shook his head and murmured in a low voice: "Paranoid and crazy, love becomes obsessed, like holding a torch , against the wind."

Tell the whole world, personally push a human being to the altar, let his name be left in history, in the eyes of pure CP fun people, I am afraid that I will twist into a twist on the bed and call true love invincible, but once the script expands to On the big proposition of human survival, I am afraid that no one can shake it.

This is not a script of the gods looking for fun, but his extremely crazy paranoid love.

Wu Lan helped Jiang Bai Pingcuo, and when she heard his whisper, she instantly understood the meaning of Huang Jiang's words. She knew that Ding Yiqing and Cen Jin were in a relationship, and vaguely guessed that Ding Yiqing's identity was inextricably linked to the gods, but Never associate the doomsday script with Ding Yiqing.

Who would tie the end of the world with Ding Yiqing?

From last year's angels to today's Last Judgment Day, the time, place and cause of the disaster are very clear, and the source points to the European gods. What does it have to do with Ding Yiqing?What does it have to do with Cen Jin?

On the day of the bombing of the Vatican, everyone saw with their own eyes that Ding Yiqing defeated the European gods with no power to fight back. His powerful force, which won two months of respite for mankind, still stayed in the sky above the Vatican.

So how could it be possible to associate Ding Yiqing with the doomsday script?

But think about it from another angle, if he knows the purpose of the European gods, the plan and time of the other party's destruction of the world, if he has the ability to stop the plan of the European gods to destroy the world, he can easily kill the European gods, but in order to realize his lover push To the throne of the hero of all mankind, but ignore the outbreak of war, turn a blind eye to the devastated earth, ignore the casualties of former comrades-in-arms and subordinates, just to fulfill his love and satisfy his script, it is really creepy.

Wu Lan felt shuddering. Although she knew that Ding Yiqing had no obligation to eradicate European gods and selflessly protect human beings. After all, he was a god, and it was not easy to stand on the side of human beings. But in her heart, she regarded Ding Yiqing as a teacher, because he and his companion Cen Jin It is inevitable to feel chilling when they regard it as their own camp.

"I can hear you talking." Cen Jin turned his body sideways, his hair was a bit long, and a few strands of soft yellow hair would rise when the wind blows. He was wearing a close-fitting camouflage uniform and a pair of high-heeled military boots, which lined his legs Extraordinarily straight and slender.

He is not wearing a helmet but has goggles, and is carrying a bulging black backpack. His exposed skin is very white. In contrast with the yellow hair, the whole person is particularly vivid, like a fresh and bright watercolor painting.

Wu Lan couldn't help whistling and teasing: "If I didn't have an office romance, I would definitely chase you."

Cen Jin took off the goggles and put them on top of his head, revealing his scarlet eyes, and said, "Thank you for your love."

Wu Lan laughed, while Jiang Bai Pingcuo stared into his eyes for a long while, with a somewhat melancholy expression.

Cen Jin lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said: "He is crazy about this matter, other things don't matter, he has some innocuous little hobbies, although he is a fun person, but in terms of things, he has never killed any ordinary human beings. Just because he is capable, you can’t criticize him for not helping him.”

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "You are right, but you also have selfish intentions."

Cen Jin raised his eyes: "It would be strange if I had no selfishness towards my lover."

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "The Dao is ruthless, the Dao is simple, the Dao is public, and the sage is selfless."

Cen Jin shrugged: "Fortunately, I am not."

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "All the prophetic prophecies are there, and fate will not agree to let you go just because of your willingness to resist."

Cen Jin stopped the bleeding for him, "If the broken arm is still there, maybe it can be reattached through surgery." Let go of Jiang Bai Pingcuo's arm, and with a wave of his hand, the light beam approaching silently was scattered away. "Don't mention things like fate to me anymore. If it had an entity, I would have strangled it to death long ago, although I don't know why I get very angry when I mention the word 'fate'."

Jiang Bai Pingcuo: "Aren't you afraid that Ding Yiqing will lie to you?"

Cen Jin was surprised that Jiang Bai Pingcuo knew that Ding Yiqing was a god. After thinking about it, there were so many coincidences that it was hard not to guess.

"You and Ding Yiqing have been teammates for many years, but you don't believe him?"

"He has been crazy for too long, hiding too many secrets, and is no longer human. It is difficult for me to continue to trust him. Zhou Man said that the European gods want to devour the fruits of human faith and devote themselves to cultivating a 'Messiah'. How can you be sure that Ding Yiqing is not Another 'Samuel' coveting the fruit?"

Cen Jin looked back at Jiangbai Pingcuo, his scarlet eyes were calm, and he sighed: "Why do you all think that I must be the 'saint' in the prophecy? Ding Yiqing is, the prophet and the gods of Canaan are, and so are you."

if not?Who else can meet the conditions of "saint saving the world" better than Cen Jin?

Zhou Man, who came over, heard Cen Jin's words, and was puzzled by it.

"Everyone is here?" Cen Jin scanned the surviving Transcendents, there were not many left, and said in a low voice: "There are still a few usable cars in the city of Rome, or rob the airship of the Holy See Army and leave Rome. Leave it to me then."

Zhou Man carried the wounded, and Wu Lanben also wanted to carry Jiang Bai Pingcuo, but the latter refused, saying that he could act alone, so he went to carry other seriously injured superhumans.

The other extraordinary people knew Cen Jin's name and deeds, and this was the first time they had seen a real person, so they all stared at him curiously.

"Wow, real person."

"It's a little short, like an oriental doll. It would be better if there were some freckles on the face."

"Don't substitute the strange European and American aesthetics into my Huaxia OK?"

"I want to touch it, and I want to watch it up close. Can we have a front row audience seat? I have enough energy to be a broadcaster."

"Westerners don't have broadcasting rights and know it well. This is me from China."

"We're all classmates, why should we separate you from me?"

Cen Jin: "..." Can you stop discussing how to divide the pork in front of the parties?

In the end, it was Jiang Bai Pingcuo who waved his hand and said to go, and the people turned around and left. Facing the encircling Holy See army, the car carrying the extraordinary man drove forward slowly without stopping.

When they were two meters or one meter away from the Holy See army, this group of stubborn and desperate Holy See troops suddenly separated, like Moses dividing the sea, making way for them to leave quietly.

The car was not driving fast, and the Holy See army seemed to be watching the Transcendents from the human camp leave with the highest salute. This scene made the Transcendents in the car feel very uncomfortable. The last second was still a life-and-death hostile relationship, and this second of peaceful coexistence made them feel uncomfortable. Compassion arises in the heart, and empathy for the same human beings arises.

Zhou Man suddenly jumped out of the car, ran up to Cen Jin and said to him: "Prophecy is just a way to convey information, interpretation, process and result can actually have different forms of expression, the difference between one word is a new world.

I thought my prophecy was "the salvation of the saint", and Ding Yiqing's "script" made me more sure that you are the "savior". There seems to be another explanation——

No matter what the final manifestation of the prophecy is, you are an indispensable existence. Remember what I said, it is some information I have investigated through the prophecy: something is created out of nothing.

Buddhism, Taoism, science...all the disciplines that survive and are still in use today almost involve a core proposition, that is, where things and the universe come from. To be honest, I am also in chaos. I just think that maybe this is the way of a sage '. "

Wu Lan and the others urged Zhou Man, while Jiang Bai Pingcuo looked at him peacefully.

Zhou Man spoke quickly: "A new world that leads all things to run requires a brand-new system to support. To maintain a system and make it stable, it needs a central fulcrum. This fulcrum is called 'Tao', or 'law'."

He turned around and started to run, while running, he turned his head and said to Cen Jin, "I believe you will understand."

Zhou Man jumped into the car, the driver speeded up the car, the car jumped over the deep pits and piles of rubble piled up on the ground, roaring and rushed to the edge of the city, Samuel, who was focusing on his fingers, raised his head, bent his left index finger, and floated in mid-air The hazy beam of light slashed towards the speeding car like a thunderbolt.

Cen Jin raised his hand and waved a piece of iron on the side of the road to block the beam of light. The beam of light instantly split into several rays of light and scattered around. Before it was too late, a dense beam of light was thrown at the car, and the sound of "bang bang bang" shook There was a sound, and the iron sheets and steel bars all flew up naked to form a steel city wall to resist the beam of light.

The steel hit by the beam of light was just shattered into powder one second before, and new steel was added the next second.

Samuel narrowed his eyes, and glanced at Cen Jin, who was against him: "All the Holy See troops obey the order, and kill the human rebels at any cost!"

The silent Holy See army showed black eyes, like a robot controlled by a program, it ran wildly, jumped between the ruins of high-rise buildings, and tried its best to kill the extraordinary with the momentum of moths to the flame.

Cen Jin was silent, his lips were tightly pursed, and the ten fingers that controlled the iron plate and steel bars by gravity pressed down the two little fingers at this time, and the steel bars pierced through the Holy See army in the opposite direction, nailing their bodies firmly to the ruins.

After killing dozens of Holy See soldiers in a row with a cold face, Cen Jin suddenly turned his head to look at Samuel: "Thousands of Machines Breaking the City Crossbow."

As the words fell, the zipper of the backpack was opened, and a black iron cube with a side length of [-] centimeters floated out. It was quickly disassembled and reassembled into ten city-breaking arrows, which were launched one after another at super high speed, hitting Samuel directly.

The city-breaking crossbow is very powerful. Wherever it passes, the wind will open the way, and everything will be destroyed. The angels guarding the gate will be replaced one by one. They will be pierced by the crossbow and dragged for hundreds of meters. Samuel faced the door.

Samuel extracted energy and turned it into a light blade. He took two steps forward and slashed the city-breaking crossbow. When he reached the tenth crossbow, he turned his footsteps and turned sideways to avoid it. , the arrow crashed midway, crashed into the ground protected by the formation, bounced back, and brushed Samuel's cheek, leaving a thin bloodstain.

His fat fingers wiped away the bloodstains, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it. The gloom crept up between his brows in an instant, and he turned his head to stare at Cen Jin gloomily. The next moment, his pupils constricted, reflecting the image of a large number of Holy See soldiers committing suicide.

It's not that he has never seen a large number of human suicides. He has used various names to massacre countless times, and used cult ideas to lure humans to commit suicide collectively. However, this is the first time he has faced the collective suicide of chess pieces out of control.

Batch after batch of Holy See soldiers took advantage of the gap that the European gods had no time to take care of, quickly cut open the brain and chest, crushed the heart and crystals, like a martyr who lived to death.

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

But no one told them, what should they do if the way they pursue with all their heart is wrong?So I can only die as a martyr and correct the wrong trajectory, I hope it is not too late to wake up.

The nearest archbishop's cheeks twitched, his head and heart were sliced ​​open, he stared straight at Cen Jin and made a dull and loud voice like a drum: "We abandon our identities as human beings and are willing to become a pile of lifeless scrap iron. It is only right for the same clan to raise the battle flag to get the current result."

He rolled his eyes, looked at Samuel, and suddenly burst out with strong hatred: "You are right, and humans are right! The gods who custom-made the seven deadly sins to judge mankind are the masters of all crimes! Resist the gods with their own fragility and insignificance The power and arrogance of God is the glory that human beings should pursue, which makes human beings stand out among the millions of species on the earth, and become the only species that can fight against gods."

With a puff, Samuel's beam of light cut off his two arms, cut off half of his head, and cut it in half. The two bodies fell to the ground with a bang, raising a thick layer of dust.

The light in the archbishop's one-eyed eyes gradually went out, and he said intermittently and imperceptibly: "Fighting the gods... should be the glory for us to sacrifice for, and being human... should be my pride. Human...human... must Win!"

The corpses of the Holy See soldiers all over the ground and the regret before the collective suicide came silently like a wave. In the passing car, the surviving extraordinary people looked back at the tomb-like Rome and the martyrs one by one, and they all felt the same way. Sense of desolation.

From this unprecedented war to the shocking collective suicide in front of us, it is closely related to God, but looking back carefully, it seems that it is just an evolution within human beings from the beginning to the end, from the inner thought to the outer body, the pursuit of the spirit The belief in God, the pursuit of eternal life in the body, in the final analysis is still a word of "seeking the Tao".

On the other hand, the existence of the gods seems to be only an external thrust to promote the earth-shaking reforms of the human species of life.

"Seeking the Tao is the eternal destiny of human beings." Zhou Man said solemnly.

Wu Lan patted him on the shoulder as a comfort.

Jiang Bai Pingcuo leaned on the seat, looked at the sword of Damocles above the sky, suddenly got up and leaned towards the window, staring in a certain direction.

Wu Lan was puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Bai Pingcuo shook his head and said nothing.

Wu Lan: "It's said that Teacher Ding is a god, don't you all know?"

Jiangbai Pingcuo: "He disappeared for nearly 20 years, and only reconnected in the last year."

Wu Lan: "Then he was a god before, or did he only become a god in the past twenty years?"

Zhou Man said: "I met Daxie thousands of years ago, and Queen Mother Xi also knew him."

The people in the car were amazed when they heard the words, but they didn't notice Jiang Bai Pingcuo's strange expression flashing past.

At this moment in the Vatican Square, Samuel walked down the church out of thin air, stood on the stone pillar in the center of St. Peter's Square, looked at Cen Jin, and suddenly laughed wildly: "It's you! My old friend!"

Cen Jin spread his palms, and all the city-breaking crossbow arrows shot into the air, suddenly accelerated and absorbed into a pile, quickly dismantled and reassembled into a black opaque and non-reflective cube, which slowly floated to the palm.

"We haven't met a few times in total, and we don't have a good relationship, so don't post here casually. I can't just be friends with anyone."

"Really?" Samuel had a treacherous smile on his face, and said in a strange tone with his index finger knuckles against his throat: "I am your saint, you are my strength, my support, please help me .my fortress, my refuge, my savior..."

Accompanied by the ear-piercing giggles, strange images began to appear in front of Cen Jin's eyes. After a while, when he first met Ding Yiqing, he tried to avoid death threats with a pious confession. The content of the confession was one of the passages in the Bible.

After a while, I saw a small church near the junior high school. There was an old pastor in that church, an old and thin pastor, what exactly did he look like... I can’t remember, once I started to dig this memory, my temples would be extremely painful.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Samuel say, "Put it in the security room on the first floor of the hotel. When the sun rises, the body will disappear automatically."

What's this?

A very familiar sentence, where have you heard it?

"The history of at least 5000 years of Western Europe is all in my brain, including some historical facts that have been dusted off by the Holy See."

"!" Cen Jin recalled all the memories in his mind like a flash, "the priest of the church, the fat security guard of the ghost hotel, the last carriage of the ghost train, the blonde Leni's father Ea! It's all you?!"

Samuel smiled and looked at Cen Jin.

Cen Jin: "You have been lurking by my side since I was very young, hypnotizing my memory, making me think that the pastor in the church is a thin old man, no wonder I felt a little inconsistent when the story was told.

Why?What was there about me at that time that deserved your attention?Who pays attention to a person who has no sense of existence? "

Samuel laughed out loud, walking back and forth on the stone pillar with his bloated body, his smile suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Qiang Wu above his head, and they all knew that there was a god above the clouds watching their battle.

"You are qualified to be the Messiah. We can share the faith of this planet together, and then step into the universe to find the real eternal life. We can cooperate." Samuel's sentences are cadenced, much like a smooth and eloquent negotiation The expert turned from high-spirited persuasion and cooperation to coldness: "But you reject me every time, no matter how I lure you and persuade you, you refuse to believe in me, as stubborn as a stinky stone."

Cen Jin vaguely remembered that every time the pastor in the church recited the Bible in his ear, it was just to persuade him to believe in God. Didn’t he say that his behavior was really like a pyramid scheme, who would believe it?

So he anonymously reported to the local police station many times.

"Where do you think I am qualified to be the Messiah? Because of Ding Yiqing? No, you probably didn't know me at that time. Ding Yiqing might accidentally reveal my name, but I won't say my appearance, gender, and address. What's more, he was at that time. Have no idea where I am.

Taking a step back, you came to me because of Ding Yiqing. It is absolutely impossible to persuade me gently, and it is impossible to give up easily after persuasion fails. You will use various means to brainwash and threaten to kidnap... What method is the best? Use whatever is good.

So, is it a fragment of fate? "

Written as a question, it is actually a statement.

"The fragment of fate mentioned you, I suspect that you are the 'saint' in the prophecy." Samuel showed disgust when he mentioned the word 'saint', obviously a little bit sensitive to the 'saint' who killed him in the prophecy . "So I went to find you, but you were so— useless!"

Samuel dragged his voice and exaggerated his tone: "Do you know what you look like? Trash! A piece of garbage that no one would try to recycle when it is thrown into the garbage dump! I actually wasted three full years on your garbage!"

"Ah," Cen Jin said flatly, without emotional ups and downs: "Then how do you feel now? Do you have the frustration of investing time and money but giving up halfway and finally finding out that this is a super big bull stock?"

The combination of the undulating tone and the expressionless expressionless face made the mockery maximal.

Samuel's face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't reply directly to Cen Jin's words. He really regretted not killing Huang Mao, and he was also glad that he didn't kill Huang Mao. Fruits', into more complicated situations.

This represents extreme danger, but also evolution.

Swallowing the "fruit of human faith" can allow him to evolve, and he only needs to wait for the moment when the fruit is ripe, but the moment when the fruit is ripe also means that the prophecies of the Canaanite gods have come true, and he will die in the hands of the "sages" 'Hand.

Samuel: "Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, I don't know if the strength has improved... Judging from your appearance, the development of the brain domain should remain the same, but the battery life has become longer, maybe an hour longer? Two hours?"

His eyes fell on the cube in Cen Jin's palm, and he asked curiously, "Xinwu?"

Cen Jin lowered his hand, and the cube floated in front of his chest, and then transformed into a variety of weapons in different shapes, such as spears, city-breaking crossbows, bronze long swords, and even heavy machine guns.

"It's called Qianji."

A weapon forged by Ding Yiqing himself.

"Remember it, it will slit your throat and decapitate you."

With a grasp of the void, Qianji turned into a bronze long sword. Cen Jin disappeared in place with a 'shua', teleported behind Samuel, raised the bronze long sword and slashed down heavily, with a 'dang' sound, the formation on the entire stone pillar was inch by inch. Cracked and peeled off, cracks appeared on the tall column, and Samuel appeared on the top of the pillar, facing Cen Jin who was coming to kill with a sword all the time, his eyes were gloomy, and he stretched out his left and right hands in front of his chest, showing irregular edges. shape.

The energy gathers in the center of the prism to fill it up, and then the two sides pull apart, dragging the blue transparent light energy in the prism to extend to both sides, forming a miniature version of the Vatican, and with a light wave, it falls in front of you.

Samuel's right hand covered the top of the sand table in the Vatican, and countless silk-like blue beams of light rose from the ground, ending up in every nerve and blood vessel at his fingertips.

"Do you know why I chose to destroy the world on this day?"

Cen Jin stared at the sand table, feeling the danger: "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

Both of Samuel's hands moved on the sand table, and the thread-like beam of light loomed with the movement of his palms: "I agreed with Ding Yiqing's ban on fighting before because he was afraid that his own strength would be as powerful as his own, but now I am not afraid. Do you know why they defied the anti-war ban openly and exterminated all human beings?"

"Of course I still don't know, but I guess it has something to do with the beams of light all over the world—is that one of the forms of Qiangwu?"

"Smart! The gun of Longinus is also known as the gun of judgment. The shape of a weapon of war.

The core of the trial is 'rules', without rules, what is the original sin?

So its highest form is 'rule'.

Under the rules, all beings are prisoners, but I am above the rules, I control the rules, make the rules, what kind of savior!What a supreme god!All must submit to my rules! "

Samuel raised the corners of his mouth high, smiling like a V for vendetta, strangely sick and crazy: "You are within my rules now, I want Ding Yiqing to watch you die in front of him again!

But now, I am very angry, you have offended my majesty again and again, obviously I tolerate you and forgive you again and again, but why do you want to live up to my kindness? ! "

"So," Samuel stared into Cen Jin's eyes: "Kneel down! Until your kneecap is broken!"