The Demon King of Douluo

I'm sorry, it's all my fault!

After apologizing over and over again, Ma Hongjun seemed to understand something, and said in tears that after so many years, regret and loneliness have always stayed in his heart, and even the hallucinations were mostly apologies.

He understood why he lost the people around him, because he didn't put in enough effort. If he could be stronger, if he could practice harder, it would be better even if he could choose to stay in Douluo Continent to accompany Bai Chenxiang as he grows older.

But it was too late. In the end, he couldn't even say goodbye to Bai Chenxiang for the last time.

Bai Chenxiang's shadow held Ma Hongjun's hand and stared at him affectionately.

That's enough, that's enough, thank you, Hongjun...

As he spoke, the figure gradually began to dissipate. It was just a thought, and Zhou Ming used tyrannical power to materialize the emotions in it. It was impossible for it to exist in the world for a long time.

No! Don't go!

Ma Hongjun roared, trying to leave that thought, but the final result was no different from the countless attempts.

Perhaps because he was tired of crying, or more likely because he was gradually getting used to this painful state, Ma Hongjun regarded the scene just now as an hallucination, and looked at the direction where the shadow disappeared in a trance, and he did not even notice that there was an additional figure next to him.

Fat man, stop crying. Let's go find the dean, Chen Xiang and the others. The familiar and indifferent voice came again, and the vast breath of life was glowing with vitality, dispelling the haze in Ma Hongjun's heart a little.

A memory gradually began to come back to life, and with a stabbing pain in his mind, he looked at Zhou Ming in front of him in confusion. The collision of the two memories made him fall into a brief sluggish state.

Are you... Zhou Ming? Where am I? No! Where is Xiangxiang!?

After truly experiencing endless loneliness, I felt instinctive fear of the feeling of wanting to die directly, and the obsession in my heart also turned into strong emotional fluctuations.

If my memory is correct, then Xiangxiang and the dean should be fine.

Zhou Ming smiled lightly and said: What? Are you so quick to forget your loyalty? Don't worry, Chen Xiang is still alive.

Well……

His heart relaxed, as if a huge stone had fallen to the ground. Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Ming in front of him strangely. The latter gave him a strange feeling, especially the way he spoke.

Although they have been separated for several years, Zhou Ming's image in the eyes of the Shrek Seven Devils has always been that of an unsmiling and cold-faced murderer. Although he also values ​​friendship, no one can understand his character most of the time.

As if he had multiple personalities mixed together, he was a silent cultivator. Just like his title, the name of Demon Lord Douluo was intimidating to countless people.

As for smiling, to be honest, even Shrek rarely saw him smile.

Zhou Ming, what is this? I remember that we seemed to be attacked by Xin'er... and then...

Then you appear here. Doesn't it feel familiar yet strange at the same time? Seeing Ma Hongjun looking like he had a headache, Zhou Ming flew out a life force from his hand to relieve the stinging sensation caused by the fusion of memories.

This is a small world created by Xin'er. Unfortunately, it is just a prototype of the world built by divine power. It is not a real prototype of the world, but the law of time is very perfect.

Zhou Ming explained that at the same time, he was also surprised by Luo Xin'er's ability. In theory, creating the divine world can be achieved through accumulation as long as he reaches the level of the God King. He has mastered the power of the peak law and condensed it. A basic divine realm is not that difficult.

The benefits of this are obvious. Gods cannot stay in the lower plane for a long time because the ceiling of the lower plane is too low. A long stay of gods would be a burden to the world itself.

The existence of the divine realm is like a shelter built by the gods in the universe. Facing the threats of various storms and dimensional cracks in the universe, the role of these divine realms is to allow the gods to survive the dangers calmly.

Luo Xin'er has a special law of death. She was forced to accept the baptism of the law of death through extreme emotions. Although she has been promoted to the level of a quasi-god king, her soul is not stable, and the last half step may be far away.

This is why Zhou Ming was surprised. After Luo Xin'er was eroded by the Law of Death, her physique was very similar to that of an innate god. It was difficult to comprehend other laws, but he didn't expect that she could control the Law of Time so well. skilled.

Buzz!

The space beside him fluctuated, and Luo Xin'er's figure walked out, her beautiful face slightly pale. Maintaining the prototype of this world requires more than simple divine power.

Ma Hongjun looked at Luo Xin'er with some confusion, obviously harboring grudges about the previous attack, but then, Ma Hongjun seemed to have figured it out and bowed seriously in the direction of Luo Xin'er.

Thank you.

...

Without speaking, he stood silently behind Zhou Ming, holding a ball of black hair in his hand. He was obviously deeply affected by the law of death. He was in a highly tense state most of the time and did not want to say more. What.

Ma Hongjun scratched his head in embarrassment. Luo Xin'er was not like this back then. She was unparalleled in battle, but she didn't show her teeth and claws like Xiao Wu. She doesn't have the delicate aura of Ning Rongrong as the eldest lady, nor the indifference of Zhu Zhuqing, but now she exudes an aura that is intimidating to everyone around her.

Especially thinking about the power of thunder that covered the sky and the sun before, Ma Hongjun felt the sea of ​​​​spirit stinging at this time.

In the end, Ma Hongjun himself did not expect to survive the blow at the demigod level. He could only say that human potential was forced out.

Let's go find someone else.

Ma Hongjun followed the two of them and left here. Although he stayed here for a long time in that memory, for decades, he had no intention of lingering and even wanted to leave as soon as possible.

He left here directly through the door of space. Everything here was constructed through Luo Xin'er's divine power and would soon be gradually eliminated by space.

Outside, the messy environment looked like it had experienced one or two nuclear explosions. The deep pits with a diameter of more than a thousand meters were covered with dust, and countless crystal clear crystals were vaguely visible, and traces of heat were rising.

Dai Mubai and others were already waiting in an open space, apparently sent out in advance by Luo Xin'er.

Eh? Zhou Ming...

His brain was a little confused. When he saw Zhou Ming, he subconsciously wanted to say hello, but then he saw Luo Xin'er, and his expression suddenly became wary, as did everyone else.

Zhou Ming frowned a little, and everyone's reaction was obviously that they were not aware of their own changes.

Xin'er is proficient in the power of time. Although what you have seen before is different from reality, it is not far away. In addition, the baptism of the Poseidon's Light is a test for Tang San. While everyone is improved, it is also more or less different. If you are contaminated with the power of Poseidon, it will be much more difficult to pass on other gods in the future.

Zhou Ming was naturally in a good mood after meeting everyone, but seeing everyone's reaction, he didn't say much.

It was difficult to immediately understand Luo Xin'er's behavior of forcing them into a desperate situation because of their disagreement. It took time, and there was no need for Zhou Ming to forcefully explain.

Let's go.

Zhou Ming turned around and walked into an opened space door. The space godhead was in Zhou Yu's hands, but this did not mean that his understanding of the laws of space would be poor.

Tang San has begun to inherit the divine position. You can decide for yourself how to choose. Finally, a divine message transmitted these words into everyone's mind.

What needs to be said has been said. Zhou Ming will not continue to help everyone. The legend of the Shrek Seven Devils should be written by themselves. Too much intervention will only change the results. This is not what he wants to see.

In the end, everyone looked at each other for a moment, and gradually figured it out, but Zhou Ming had already left, so they could only go back the same way to find Tang San.

Xiangxiang.

Seeing Bai Chenxiang waiting on the shore, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but hugged her, as if he was afraid of losing her again.

It's okay, just come back... For the first time, Bai Chenxiang did not grab Ma Hongjun's ears and yell. Instead, she patted Ma Hongjun's back gently, as if to comfort him.

Rongrong, I want to hug you too... uh, Rongrong, put away the Zhuge Divine Crossbow and let's talk.

snort!

After Xiao Wu knew that Tang San was fine, her mood gradually calmed down. She looked at the two people in front of her with some confusion and said, It's strange, why do I seem to have forgotten something important.

Me too……

Oscar seemed to have thought of something, and then he said in confusion: Strange, I seem to know what happened to the fat man, but I can't remember it.

Everyone's memories began to fade away. The prototype of the divine world was constructed by Luo Xin'er's consciousness. Coupled with the existence of the law of time, everyone's memories were erased or sealed in just one thought of Luo Xin'er.

I will never lose it again! Only Bai Chenxiang and Ma Hongjun did not lose their memories, and their strong beliefs quietly changed their mood.