This brave man is a scumbag

The night will not be postponed because of people's disgust, and likewise, it will not be prolonged because of people's desires.Its existence is just an existence.

"It's night."

Huang Yi felt the feeling of nothing in his hands, and looked at his wife who was clearly dead in his arms, closed his eyes, smiled wryly and said to Izzy, "Am I crazy?"

"Everyone is crazy."

Gently poking his thigh with the sharp edge of the dagger, Izzy's expression was also not very good, "The heart in the sky is depriving us of emotions."

"felt it."

Pointing to the bitter smile on his face, Huang Yi's tone was inexplicably joyful, "I'm just pretending, I just thought it would be too hell to laugh now, so I just tried not to laugh."

"Your self-control is stronger than mine."

Izzy stabbed the sharp edge of the dagger in again, and said with a pale face: "I feel that there is only complete despair and joy in my brain, and these two emotions are constantly hammering like a hammer, which is very annoying. "

"I don't feel that way."

Huang Yi shook his head. He gently put his non-existent wife on the ground, then stood up, raised his head, looked at the heart, and said calmly:

"The moment my wife died, I was more desperate than I am now."

"Communications are all cut off now."

Izzy's face was pale, and she tried her best not to move her eyes from the weird things lurking in the darkness watching her, and said in a deep voice, "We can't receive any news from the brave."

"normal."

Pointing to the heart of the sky, Huang Yi said slowly: "Zhou Li should also understand that Anya also wants to become a god. But the path she takes is different from that of Yinjue. We generally call the path of Yinjue the path of becoming a god."

"As for Anya, she wants to create a miracle, and then, the miracle will become a god."

"Can you stop her?"

Izzy is not stupid, she can easily guess that Anya definitely did not become a god voluntarily, after all, the most reactionary is the Pope, the god of emotions.Now, she has broken the routine and embarked on the road of becoming a god by herself, and the conspiracy behind it can be imagined.

"It's a little difficult."

Huang Yi shook his head, and Yi Ya noticed that his forehead had always been covered with tiny strands of sweat, and his voice had already distorted a little, "A miracle becomes a god. What can be called a miracle is generally something that humans cannot do." of."

"Like this heart in the sky, I actually felt wrong when it appeared. What is contained in this thing is no longer something that humans can control. After all, a "symbol" that can be embodied to such an extent is generally A sign of the gods."

"If you want to stop her, you can only destroy the miracle that is about to happen."

Clenching his hands tightly, Huang Yi said in a deep voice: "However, destroying a miracle itself is a kind of miracle."

Now, the entire people of Tarikri are part of the miracle.They all have a close connection with that heart, because their emotions are injected into the heart, and they are already a part of the heart.It is only a matter of time before all Tariq are deprived of all emotions and a "ruthless kingdom" is created.

The heart cannot be destroyed, once the heart is destroyed, those collected emotions will directly perish or become disordered.You know, this is a country, a superpower, a country with a total population of hundreds of millions of people's negative emotions.Once these negative emotions are gathered together and then burst out chaotically, then it can be expected that...

Everyone, stop playing, forget all dead balls.

Thinking of this, the despair that had been suppressed all along began to emerge in my heart.Huang Yi gritted his teeth, clenched his palms tightly, his brain kept thinking, trying to find a way.

Miracle, find a miracle.
-
"Is that it?"

Looking at the key in his palm, Evan felt a little dazed.He couldn't believe that this key, which had been searched for by Twelve Quarters for decades, was in such a conspicuous place.

father's chest.

The Emperor's Medal.

"It was he who was the first to discover that gods had other purposes for human beings."

After signaling to Evan, Tariq looked at Tsar I who was leaning against the wall with a faint smile, and then said to Evan: "Then, there is Tsar XVI, which is what you call Louis XVI."

"Louis XVI?"

Evan froze for a moment, then he thought of the tsar known as the Happy King, he was a little unbelievable for a while, but soon, he thought of Louis XVI in Hathaway's body, who once used a kind of almost crazy His tone shattered his illusion of the gods.

"Yes, Shiliu is much smarter than me."

Knocking himself on the head, Tsar I said to Evan with a hearty smile: "Do you know? This kid has actually been a god-given professional for a long time."

"God bestowed?!"

Evan was stunned, he didn't refute immediately, but was a little puzzled, "Then what is his authority?"

"Door."

Looking at the lion pattern carved on the handrail, Tsar I said: "His authority is the door, the door to art, country, politics and culture. In fact, he built the most gorgeous door, which is called The city of Moscow."

"All the architectural layouts of Moscow, including residential buildings, government halls, and those artistic buildings, if you look at it with a bird's-eye view, Moscow is like a huge door. This is Louis XVI Proudest artwork, a door named Mosk."

"What's the point of this door?"

Facing Evan's doubts, Tariq on the side stepped forward and said, "If there is no key, then this door is just a pass. It allows Hathaway to freely travel through space in this city by consuming soul power. As long as it is a building created by Louis XVI himself or simply, she can shuttle at will."

"What if you have this key?"

Looking at the heraldry in his hand, which was reversed and showed precise lines, Evan continued to ask: "Where does this door lead to?"

"No, this is not the key to the door."

Stretching out his hand and gently closing Evan's palm, Tarek Vladimir told Evan the truth in a gentle voice.

"This is the key to the door."

"His only function is to completely lock the door between Mosk and the gods."

Evan froze.

"Did you expect this moment?"

After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at the two historical legends in front of him, and said with a dry voice, "You have already expected that the gods will attack Tariq, so are you ready for all this?"

"Of course not. We are not gods. I don't even know if my wife will scold me the next day. How could I think so far."

Tsar I laughed and shook his head. He said to Evan with an emotional tone: "When this key was with me at first, it was just a small toy. It can block the sight of the gods, but the power is very low. It can only use in one room."

"Later, Louis XVI felt that this key was not worthy of the gate of a city, so he transformed the key. He bound the key to the brilliant crystal deep in the earth, giving it infinite energy. But , It was also because of the touch of this key that the radiant crystal produced unstable fluctuations, and then Jing Gui was born."

"In the end, it was me."

Looking at the badge engraved with a sickle and a book, Tariq said slowly with a faint memory: "Louis XVI gave me this key. At that time, this key was still defective. It can only Blocking the sight of the gods does not prevent the coming of the gods. So, I also transformed it."

"I built the Ernoa Energy Tower, which stabilized the veins of the crystal, and at the same time integrated the creation of an ancient civilization into it, so that the energy can be stably input to the door created by Louis XVI. In this way, the gods will be destroyed by that The network formed by unknown forces and energy crystals is blocked outside Mosk, although the time is limited, but this can be regarded as a counter to the gods."

"Originally, the two of us were your father's psychic illusion, but Anya, no, what the God of Emotions didn't expect was that your father's psyche is very powerful, surpassing most people in this world. In addition, Ernor on the top of his head The blessing of the Sub-Crystal Tower, Tsar I and I are not just illusions."

Looking at Tsar I beside him, Tariq said calmly: "We are two strands of ghosts who are obsessed with this country."

"what should I do?"

Looking at the two ghosts in front of him, Evan gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice, "What can I do?"

"Give the key to the brave man."

Looking at the exit not far away, Tariq's voice was full of expectation, "From the exit here to the energy tower, there is a total distance of 500 meters. During this journey, you will constantly feel despair in your heart, and Those monsters will greedily absorb your despair and kill you in the end."

"All you have to do is go, walk up to Zhou Li with a faint hope, and hand over this key to him."

"Ok."

Evan didn't have any doubts or confusion, he just nodded calmly, and pinned the badge on the lining of his chest.Then he turned around and walked towards the exit not far away.

Without greetings or blessings, Tariq Vladimir and Tsar I just watched the thin figure silently and walked towards the exit.With the sound of the giant door opening, Evan disappeared into the underground city, gradually sinking into the darkness.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your daughter?"

After a while, the voice of Tsar I sounded in this empty dungeon, "I remember that you haven't really said goodbye to her yet."

"Oh, yes, you stayed in her heart for a while."

Tariq thought about it for a while, then shook his head, chuckled and said, "Forget it, it's gone."

"It just adds to the grief."

"You can calm down at that time. If it were me, I would have to see my daughter if I died again. Oh, I really don't know what happened to that girl Jenny."

Looking at the depressed Tsar I, Tariq said kindly: "Your second daughter Jenny finally married the head of the snooker area. They have two children. In the end, your daughter died of old age, very happy. .”

"That's good."

Tsar I was relieved.They continued to stare at the exit not far away, and after a while, Tsar I spoke again.

"I never minded you overthrowing the Tsarist Empire."

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Tsar I slowly said: "I learned about that period of history through Hathaway, and you are right."

"Tariq people should live in the sun."
-
Torreya still remembers that the first time she met the girl named Xiao Ke, she was on the carriage to Muqi.

That cute girl with long black hair, who likes to wear a red robe, with a bit of baby fat on her face, gave herself a bowl of noodles when she was resting in the carriage with her eyes closed.She said she didn't eat much, so she specially made a bowl of noodles for herself.

In fact, the bowl of noodles was really unpalatable, with too little salt, and there was no advantage other than the firmness of the noodles.

However, Torreia finished the bowl of noodles seriously.After all, in Noah's world, even though humans have researched renewable food, years of continuous disasters still make food not so rich.Although no one can die from starvation, there are still some shortages.

After finishing the noodle soup, she saw the girl whose eyes were like twinkling stars, and gave herself a thumbs up full of joy.After exchanging names, she bounced out of the carriage with an empty bowl in her hand, and Toreya also learned the name of the girl with optimism written on her face.

Leah Co.

Everyone likes to call her Xiao Ke, after all, a cute and lively girl who has no airs is very flattering everywhere.Of course, as the ice princess, Torea is a typical case of the complete opposite.At that time, Toreya had no contact with anyone except Zhou Li who would go over to annoy her from time to time, and Erma who would chat with her intermittently.

After all, that frozen face and indifferent voice are too destructive, and ordinary tremors may not be very bearable.

Walking in front of Xiao Ke who was trapped in his own consciousness, in the spiritual space at this time, the originally chaotic colors began to be arranged in an orderly manner.The warm colors are stepped on by everyone, while under the blue sky and warm sun, some cold colors stand slowly.

Torreya looked at the transparent [door] not far away, and she knew that Xiao Ke was the most critical link.In other words, she already knew the essence of this spiritual space.

a mirror.

A mirror for Torea.

Toreya didn't know why, this spiritual space would reflect her own mind.Whenever she cracked a partner's prison of consciousness and rescued them from her own fantasy, the same emotion would surge in her heart, and this space would also have an extra color.

And now.
Touching her heart lightly, this was the first time in Toreya's life that she felt that the heart was beating gently.After a while, she stretched out her hand, and under the gaze of everyone holding their breath, she touched Xiao Ke.

This is the last piece of the puzzle.

pure

Love.