Beautiful as a flower in the escape book [Unlimited Stream]

Killing someone with your own hands is not an easy task, and so is killing a god.

Lu Lingqi sometimes wants to be like the ruthless villain in the novel, erasing the lives of others without any psychological burden, and then move towards his goal without any distractions or hesitation.

After death, there was a barren land where not a single blade of grass grew. Lu Lingqi remembered that the first time he killed someone was a group of soldiers he met when he led Annie and the others away from Yabus.

A mind that is overwhelmed by hatred and fear will feel refreshed and relaxed for a short period of time, but when it comes back to its senses, it will be a kind of boring and boring, which will bury reason together.

"Normal people will have emotional ups and downs when they kill people." Cynthia saw that she was a little dull, and spoke to calm her down. She looked much better. This sea area was completely tamed by Lu Lingqi, and the boats were as steady as if they were walking on flat ground. Kiss the woman in front of her, as long as her sister doesn't keep staring at her with murderous eyes.

"Look at me, tyrant, right? I feel great when I kill people." Cynthia urged the chief attendant to prepare food outside the door, then retracted her head, and enthusiastically wanted to help Lu Lingqi change her clothes, "Ophelia Ya, can you stop staring at me?! How about helping me?"

When Lu Lingqi came back to her senses, Cynthia had already stripped most of her tattered clothes off her body so quickly, and the sea water receded in a timely manner and returned to the sea.

"you???"

Lu Lingqi realized that compared to a cheeky emperor like Cynthia, she was really too tender.

In front of her was Cynthia. Although it was the first time she saw her in person, after Lu Lingqi arrived in Ryan, her photos often appeared in newspapers, especially in Anso Talan's weekly ideological education class. Cynthia's every speech would be It is used as the key content of the examination.

Lu Lingqi was sure that Cynthia was even more respectful than himself, a religious leader, in the matter of personality worship.

"Come, come." Cynthia pulled Lu Lingqi into the largest banquet hall. The interior was resplendently decorated, and the servants and servants in uniforms were lined up. To the east was the dance floor, and in front of the dance floor were neatly arranged various musical instruments.

The moment Lu Lingqi was dragged in, she saw hundreds of strong men training with their chests bare on the deck of another giant ship.

"This hair color and hair exuberance are a bit like ice..."

Before Lu Lingqi finished speaking, Ophelia raised the tip of her scabbard and poked her, completely poking her into the banquet hall.

It took Lu Lingqi less than two hours from the ascetic monk to the drunken man.

"The small island of Lasfu..."

"What did I say?" Cynthia turned a deaf ear and said loudly, "My sister fell in love with a god. Did you kill Hippypantos just now? Are you a god or a man now?"

Lu Lingqi herself was not too clear about this issue.

"I don't know what God's standard is."

"Standard." Cynthia chuckled, "Is the standard set by God or by man? Do you think Mrs. Rose is a god or a man? She doesn't know a little bit of magic, she doesn't even know the principle of magic, but she can manipulate people's hearts and desires .”

"She lived for a long time." Lu Lingqi drank the juice, it was unbelievable that Cynthia's fleet had pure natural freshly squeezed juice, "I don't know, if gods can be killed, it seems that people and gods are not too different." Big difference."

"If you regard gods and humans as two irrelevant races, just like the difference between elves and humans, then the characteristics of gods are nothing more than long lifespans and special abilities." Cynthia changed the subject, "but if you regard God is regarded as a higher form that people can advance to, so there is no difference between gods and people, and the godhead is the personality."

It's a bit like the origins of magic debate.Whether the God of Light exists is still a mystery, and the Pope may know it, but the so-called miracle so far is nothing more than the fact that the saint has grown white wings, and the paladins can pray to the saint for strength to strengthen themselves.

After drinking for three rounds, Lu Lingqi bluntly and directly turned the topic that Cynthia kept diverging to the real thing: "Your Majesty, I want the island of Lasfu."

"You want Lasfu Island?" Cynthia said briskly, "Then it's yours."

This, so simple?

Lu Lingqi looked at the young emperor very vigilantly, with a delicate expression.

"Of course, I need your reward." Cynthia said, "I am not as talented as Christina in martial arts, and I am not as proficient in magic as Ophelia, but I still have a lot of unfinished business. Say, it's too short."

Her blond hair was disheveled, her eyes were wild, and she drank the last drop of amber liquid in the glass. The chaotic light fell from the ceiling, her red lips moistened with wine were pursed, and her clean blue eyes were burning, and the ends of her eyes were lightly A pick, always look not very serious.

Unlike Ophelia's always calm and neutral voice, Cynthia always spoke with a girlish cheerfulness.

For a moment, Lu Lingqi was completely distracted by the look in her eyes.

"I have Ophelia and Christina, so I covet the secret of immortality."

Cynthia told her unabashedly that it seemed that every emperor would seek immortality.

Lu Lingqi was not able to keep up with her thinking rhythm, just like she and Ophelia had been together for a few months before she could catch up with her brain circuit, the way of thinking of the royal sisters seemed abnormal.

"I probably can't help you." Lu Lingqi thought for a while, and she herself didn't quite know why she was inexplicably recognized by the Temple of Ektepas, including the abilities she could mobilize, except for her transformation of her own body ...

and many more!

Body modification? !

She seems to have found common ground.

Deren's eternal starting point is a fire.

If the price of eternity is physical destruction, what did they gain in the process?

She knelt down.

Lu Lingqi was greatly shocked, Ophelia frowned, stood up and stood in front of her sisters, the red and black cloak poured down, her body was like soft metal, dizzy with cold colors under the light, pressing the button with her left hand Hold on to the hilt.

The Temple of Ektepas, which is a product of pure spiritual power, is also a platform for casting spells. After owning it, Lu Lingqi can cast spells instantly without using a medium like the Ansotaran badge.

And the moment Cynthia knelt down, she felt the abnormal movement of the Ektepas Temple, the impatience as if her whole body was on fire, this feeling of losing control of her emotions, after so many years, Lu Lingqi seldom could Feel this urgent, cathartic feeling.

She believed in her and was praying to her for eternal life.

The turbulent energy whipped up a storm invisible, and even Ophelia felt it.

The energy flow spread from her fingertips like a tide, but it was just a momentary thought, and that trickle was like a strong and tough bond, firmly binding the two people's wrists together.

"The Temple of Ektepas has received your request."

This voice seemed to ring directly in his head, a gentle, unfamiliar female voice.

Sweat dripped from her back, and it was chilly. She pulled her up, with a flash of compassion that didn't belong to her.

"Use eternal life to master eternal power. Is this your wish?"

Cynthia nodded frankly.

"Eternity is the cheapest gift." She spoke in a tone that didn't belong to her, her soul wandering outside her body, "Then—"

"as you wish."

"Your cherished relatives will enjoy eternal life with you."

The magnificent banquet hall instantly turned into a torrent, and the entire space was distorted and deformed, as if an invisible giant hand was kneading this area.

Between the tides, a deep and charming vortex rolled up, and she dragged Cynthia into the eyes of the sea.

A piece of nothingness that cannot be described in words, they fell into nothingness together.

This may be the most extensive universe, or a different dimension.

And a silver-haired woman in a black robe was quietly waiting for them to appear.

……

"You," Cynthia narrowed her eyes, strode towards the woman, looked around, her eyes blank, "who are you? Where is this place?"

Seeing her confident look, Lu Lingqi thought she had already figured everything out, but she didn't expect that Cynthia was more confused than her.

"You made a wish."

The silver hair without a trace of variegation fell down, and the gatekeeper said patiently with a soft smile in his dark red eyes: "The situation is special, and I need an additional judgment."

She threw two black ten-sided dice, and the dice seemed to have vitality, floating in the void and maintaining a stable, high-speed rotation.

"You are Ektepas." Cynthia nodded.His tone gradually became affirmative, and he glanced at Lu Lingqi again, "She's not."

"No, Ektepas, it's not a specific person or a god. He doesn't belong to the category of human understanding. He's just an image. You can even think of a carp as Ektepas." The gatekeeper said patiently.

Although Lu Lingqi had no idea what she was talking about.

The black dice spun fast, as if they wanted to distort this space and stir up this chaotic darkness.

Her ears started to burn hot, and the gatekeeper bent down, stroked her neck, and kissed her gently.

Lu Lingqi had a strange feeling that the gatekeeper would definitely do this, and she seemed to have expected it.

She groaned in pain.

She remembered the cold kiss of the gatekeeper before she came to this world.

"Oh, sorry." Cynthia said regretfully, "My sister seems to be out of action."

She could feel the loneliness, the dead desolation around her, the whirlpool on the bottom of the sea, the complex and turbulent emotions conveyed.

She remembered, of course she remembered, she remembered her coming to the depths, her hatred and her endless terror.

The dice stopped rolling.

Thirteen o'clock.

failure.

Cynthia's wish should be in vain.

But Lu Lingqi made a wish.

She walked over and looked at the dice, the dice glowed softly and quietly landed in her palm.

Lu Lingqi's five fingers were slightly bent, feeling cold and hard, then he clenched his fist and crushed them with force.

"determination,"

Her voice was slightly hoarse, she stared into Cynthia's blue eyes, and spoke softly.

"--success."

"Welcome to the abyss of the deep sea."

The author has something to say:

This chapter is not enough to explain.The next chapter is the last chapter of this volume, let's talk nonsense.