Spellcasting Heavens

Have you ever doubted your own life? A young and handsome demonic figure deep in the tomb asked with a half-smile.

From the face that looked exactly like the corpse lying in the coffin, it was not difficult to tell that he was the remnant soul of Satan, the former lord of hell, or the remnant of some kind of consciousness.

Doubtful about life? Zhang Cheng obviously didn't quite understand what the other party wanted to express, and subconsciously frowned.

Xuying nodded slightly: That's right! Look at the world we live in. Have you ever doubted that it is false or controlled by some mysterious force? Have you ever questioned whether you really exist?

No! It's not necessary! Because this is a paradox, an endless loop that can never be proven. I don't want to waste time on a boring philosophical question. Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment and quickly gave a negative answer. Answer.

You must know that in Yijiu Ming's virtual computer.

But the problem is that humans have no way of proving whether this is true or just a pure fantasy.

Because if it is true, as a brain in a vat, the connection between human beings and the outside world is completely controlled by super civilization. It will never be possible to discover anomalies in life like the Matrix, let alone the so-called common sense .

As a realist, Zhang Cheng has no interest in wasting time on this. Even if he lives in a virtual world, he still has to create the most powerful virtual code.

Ah! I can feel that your will is very strong and you will not be easily influenced by the outside world. But it doesn't matter. I have some things that can be called evidence. I believe you will understand what I mean after reading it.

The words just fell!

The shadow pointed at the coffin where his remains were placed and raised his fingers.

moment!

The corpse, which had not decayed for thousands of years, suddenly exploded with a bang, and a prism-shaped crystal burst out from inside.

Before Zhang Cheng could figure out what this thing was, the crystal began to refract light and shadow outwards, eventually forming a realistic holographic image in the air.

This is……

Shh! Keep quiet! Don't ask anything, and I won't answer any questions. Use your own eyes to see and use your mind to think. Xuying put a finger on his lips, his eyes twinkling. A meaningful light.

I saw only a deserted plain,

There was a very weak-looking demon, struggling to crawl forward.

It was seriously injured, hungry and thirsty, but its eyes did not give up hope of survival.

But like all cruel realities, willpower can never defeat objective facts. Finally, exhausted, it stopped crawling and lay on its back, silently waiting for death to come.

pain!

despair!

fear!

Just when the poor demon was about to die, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky, and then a black-haired man walked out of the pillar of light.

Because he is from behind, his face cannot be seen for the time being.

The man bent down and said something in the little devil's ear. Then the little devil regained his consciousness of survival and nodded desperately.

Maybe some conditions were agreed to, or maybe an unknown deal was completed.

Anyway, the man ended up stuffing a black metal ball the size of a fingernail into the demon's mouth.

Just one second later!

The little devil who was originally dying started to grow like crazy as if he had eaten golden garbage!

After a while, the short, thin, and weak little devil actually grew into a young and handsome big devil, almost indistinguishable from Satan's corpse.

What was even more astonishing was that the demon who had just gained power just waved his left hand and decomposed everything within a few hundred meters in front of him into luminous particles that were indistinguishable to the naked eye.

No flame!

No sound!

There are no earth-shattering light and shadow effects!

But it's more terrifying than any kind of magic or weapon!

There is no doubt that this is what Satan, the Lord of Hell, experienced when he was young.

But what made Zhang Cheng curious was who the black-haired man with his back was, and what the black metal ball he ate was.

Just when he couldn't help but ask again, the black-haired man in the image suddenly turned sideways, revealing an extremely horrifying face.

The reason why I say scary is not because of how ugly and scary the other person is.

On the contrary, this man is not ugly, but very handsome. But what is shocking is that he is surprisingly similar to Zhang Cheng.

Especially his eyes were full of indifference to life, as if except himself, all the others in the world were low-level creatures.

How is this possible... Zhang Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his tone full of disbelief.

Hahahaha! What do you think? After reading this memory, do you feel a little ridiculous? Xuying laughed happily.

How do I know if you used magic to create these things out of thin air? Zhang Cheng obviously doesn't trust a stranger that easily, especially when the other person is the famous Demon King Satan.

Xuying spread his hands indifferently: You should understand that I don't care at all whether you believe it or not. I am just stating a fact. Do you understand? I have known about your existence tens of thousands of years ago, and just now The deal you saw was a promise to hand over the Ball of Destruction to you after my death.

Destruction ball? Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Yes, the Ball of Destruction. Those who possess it can obtain a powerful power that can annihilate all matter. It is with this power that I became the strongest demon in the history of hell. Also, don't ask me about that person Who is it, because I don’t know anything. He may be you in the future, or maybe he is just a guy who looks similar...

After saying these words, the shadow slowly became void and finally disappeared, leaving only the metal ball placed in the groove in the center of the coffin.

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