man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 311 The Cage Named The World (5000 words)
A doorway is a path.

A "road" that everyone has a chance to see and walk in.

There is no fairness in one way.

Some people have spent their whole lives without being able to enter through the door, and some people are gifted and stand in the doorway from birth.

This is a stranger.

But at the same time, in a sense, the portal is fair to everyone.

Adding strict restrictions to one's own thaumaturgy allows ordinary people, under special conditions, to stand shoulder to shoulder with other people in a short period of time, or even in an instant, and bloom in an instant.

For example, the wolf king at this moment.

He is not born alien.

He just saw the door by chance the day after tomorrow, and was lucky to open the door, and saw the mysterious ordinary people in the door.

The wolf king's hair soared several feet, dancing in the night like the tentacles of a demon.

Boom, boom, boom.

The wolf king looked at his fist silently, and the sound of collapse came from his ear.

For a moment, he felt that the ground he was stepping on was collapsing downwards, and he sank deeper and deeper. The vision of the portal collapsed like a shattered jigsaw puzzle, and disappeared little by little. The ground is closed, and the distance from him is getting farther and farther, until it disappears at the end of the field of vision, unreachable.

"limit".

This is the last limit of the wolf king.

His "potential", his "possibility", his "future", his "rest of life", his "life", his "will", in an incredible way, in " The ultimate limit", squeezed at this moment, squeezed at this moment, gave him a strength that completely surpassed Zheng Haoran.

In an instant.

The space behind the wolf king was distorted, and a crooked crack opened out of thin air.

A thick black air flow gushed out from the crack, greedily wrapping around the wolf king's body.

The wolf king's body grew taller, his clothes were torn, his muscles were knotted, and in the blink of an eye he became a giant man with an iron tower nearly three feet tall.

call out!
A bright red moonlight suddenly fell from the distorted blood moon, and a beam of light enveloped the wolf king.

Two kinds of luster, red and black, covered the wolf king's body. Fangs grew from his mouth, sharp claws grew from his hands, and dark hair grew from his body. It looked like a vicious... wolf!

"Zheng...hao...ran!"

call!
As the wolf king exhaled and inhaled, the terrifying air current stirred up the flesh and blood on the battlefield, spinning around him, whistling like a hurricane.

He didn't have to.

Zheng Haoran's army has long been wiped out, and the "general" approach that relies on "soldiers" to exert its power, without soldiers, such as severed limbs, Zheng Haoran is already at the end of his strength.

The wolf king could have commanded the entire army, and even if thousands of people died, he would still be able to drown Zheng Haoran in the end, causing Zheng Haoran to die with hatred on the wasteland of his hometown.

But he didn't.

Just like Zheng Haoran can read a man's mind from his fist.

The wolf king is not very human, and the wolf king seems to be able to understand the language called "fist".Zheng Haoran's mind also made the wolf king understand this man in a way that normal people could not understand.

How much he longed that Zheng Haoran was not born in Daqian and grew up in Daqian, how much he wished that Zheng Haoran had the blood of the northern barbarian clan in his body, and he could ride horses and gallop with Zheng Haoran on this barren land, invite the moon with wine, and face the moon Singing loudly, unrestrained and wanton.

The wolf king's mood at the moment is contradictory.

Even if the Wolf King and Zheng Haoran didn't have much communication or words.But the confrontation at both ends of the canyon for a month made the wolf king develop a subtle appreciation and desire for Zheng Haoran.

Zheng Haoran is the life-and-death enemy of Beiman, but Zheng Haoran's bravery and demeanor made the wolf king feel sympathetic to each other. I hope this kind of confrontation can be longer, longer.

After all, the Wolf King and Zheng Haoran might be the same kind of person.

It belongs to the type of "knowing people with fists".

He admires Zheng Haoran, he longs for Zheng Haoran.He wished that Zheng Haoran would surrender and join the Northern Man side.But once Zheng Haoran really surrendered to treason, he was no longer the Zheng Haoran whom the wolf king admired.

then.

The wolf king took this step, a step that cannot be turned back. He decided to kill Zheng Haoran here with the highest respect and the way Zheng Haoran wanted.

No reservations, no retreat, no hesitation.

This is the wasteland, give the highest respect to the soldiers!
Under the moonlight, the wolf king turned into a wolf body, and the shadow entrenched behind him collided fiercely with the tiger-shaped shadow behind Zheng Haoran in mid-air.

Between the two of them, the dark night seemed to become two sheets of paper, one with a wolf and the other with a tiger, and the two black sheets were rubbed together vigorously.Squeezing to the middle frantically, twisting, collapsing, tearing, rotating, all kinds of strange changes are staged and changing in the empty sky between the two.

thump!thump!thump!
On the side of the northern barbarians, everyone looked at the "Wolf King" who had become extremely unfamiliar. None of them knew that the Wolf King would suddenly turn into such a terrifying monster.

After all, he is the wolf king!After recovering from the astonishment, before they were ecstatic or shouted that the wolf king is invincible, one after another the northern barbarians foamed at the mouth and fell into a pool of blood.

The strong smell of blood pervades the battlefield, and this place has become a slaughterhouse for blood and flesh.Pools of blood gathered little by little, first they gathered into streams, then streams merged into rivers of blood, the rivers of blood surged, and before they knew it, everyone was soaked in the sea of ​​blood as thick as oil.

The sea of ​​blood surged, and vortices appeared one after another. From the center of the vortex, the dark red blood seemed to come alive, turning into tentacles, dragging the fainted barbarian soldiers into the pool of blood.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Feeling the sudden surge of pressure from the wolf king and the "wolf-shaped" morale behind the wolf king, although Zheng Haoran didn't know what the wolf king sacrificed and what price he paid, Zheng Haoran laughed out loud at this moment.

"Okay! Zheng, I will accompany you to the end!"

"we have a deal!"

"If Zheng wins, he will be in peace for 20 years!"

Behind Zheng Haoran, the big cavalry who had been dead for a long time, and the motionless "corpses", headed by Li Weiguo, raised their fists and trembled slightly.

A pitch-black vortex appeared in the dilated pupils of everyone, and gradually the vortex spread to the whites of the eyes until their eyes became pure jet black.

laugh!
The flesh and blood on Lao Li's body quickly disintegrated, fell off, and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The changes in all the corpses were exactly the same as that of Lao Li.

At this moment, Zheng Haoran felt as if there were invisible hands behind him, gently pressing on his back, at first it was like a gust of wind, and as the feeling became stronger, those invisible hands became Zheng Haoran's back at this moment. maximum support.

Zheng Haoran breathed a long sigh of relief, the vast and messy land appeared before his eyes again, and the huge gears in the sky began to rotate.

Zheng Haoran walked towards the wolf king step by step.

At the same time, in the doorway, Zheng Haoran's consciousness is also moving towards the next door step by step.

Easily, pushed away.

Zheng Haoran raised his head, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

In an instant, Zheng Haoran seemed to have become another person.

The flesh and blood of the corpses completely melted, turning into terrifying torrents of flesh and blood, gathering towards Zheng Haoran.

The bright red flesh and blood flowed on the ground, reorganized and concentrated on Zheng Haoran's body, becoming more and more crystal clear, and finally became a blood-colored armor.

Zheng Haoran was wrapped in the blood-colored armor, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose could not be seen, and it seemed that there was blood flowing on the extremely compressed armor. As Zheng Haoran walked towards the wolf king step by step, the shadow of the tiger behind him became more and more solid.

a tiger,

a wolf,

sympathy,

But exhausted all means to fight.

Zheng Haoran in blood-colored armor, and the wolf king who turned into a wolf.

After that, without any words, on the deadly still battlefield full of corpses, they each punched each other and bumped into each other fiercely.

……

far away.

"A ghost among ghosts."

Zheng Xiu's eyes were solemn, looking at the forbidden area like a hood behind the canyon.

This scene reminded Zheng Xiu of Richan Valley 200 years ago and what happened there.

The gears of history tirelessly turned back and forth, and the same scene was once again staged in front of Zheng Xiu.

He watched his father be invincible on the battlefield, fighting on the land of the Northern Man, and defeated the fifty thousand army of the Northern Man.

With his own eyes, he saw his father's brothers annihilated, and watched the distorted cloud of blood in his father's sky.

Zheng Xiu muttered to himself:

"The most outrageous legends are actually true."

"The flesh and blood on the battlefield turned into armor and put on General Zheng's body, making him invincible."

Zheng Xiu couldn't tell whether it was his own arrival that caused Zheng Haoran to seek death, or whether history should have been like this.

He couldn't tell.

But he has no choice at the moment.

The hidden tent of ghosts and creatures has been formed, making that place completely a forbidden area. If there is no accident, Zheng Haoran will be dragged into the eternal darkness as a "human pillar".

Feng Bei squinted his eyes, looking into the depths of the canyon with a complicated expression.

"Go! It's time!"

It takes time to generate a dark tent, and it also takes a process to open it in the dark.

The bone in Zheng Xiu's right hand creaked, and he skillfully drew the ground as a prison. In the next second, a black wing burst out from Zheng Xiu's shoulder blade accompanied by the shrill sound of birdsong.

The orange cat gave Zheng Xiu a pull.

Zheng Xiu impatiently slapped the orange cat's paws away, the pale bones covered Zheng Xiu's face, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

"I'll be back when I go!"

The moment it flew up, the chains between Zheng Xiu's wrists showed their true form.

"Exile!"

"projection!"

"unbreakable!"

"Zheng Evil!"

Zheng Xiu's body shrank by one size.

"Glass Purified Body!"

Zheng Xiu's body was covered with a layer of gleaming white light, making his figure in the twisted and curious space, making Zheng Xiu look like a sage and a Buddha at this moment.

The ink-colored wings split the distorted sky into two. When Zheng Xiu flapped his wings, the rounded feeling made Zheng Xiu feel a little strange—the posture of "Exile" is a weakened version of "Prisoner". He should not be able to use the [Prisoner] method to the extreme, but at this moment he feels the same as the [Prisoner], and the flow of breath is smooth and free.

Zheng Xiu wondered, but didn't think too much. When he came to the dark tent, Zheng Xiu closed and opened his eyes, stretched out his hands, easily tore a hole in the dark tent, and entered into the dark tent.

boom!
A wave of momentum like a tsunami was overwhelming, and Zheng Xiu looked at the center of the shock in shock—two terrifying figures, one red and one black, were fisting each other in the purest way.

call!
With a thought in Zheng Xiu's mind, the wings stood in front of him, flesh and bones shot out, causing waves of ripples on Zheng Xiu's wings.

Difficult to block the aftermath, Zheng Xiu flapped his wings, the wolf king's chest was sunken, blood was spitting out, and he kept flying backwards.

boo~
Zheng Haoran sent the wolf king away with one punch, broke through the dark tent, and flew out of the ghosts and monsters, life and death are unknown.

"Hahaha!"

Zheng Haoran laughed and roared at the wolf king who was going away: "Remember! 20 years!"

"I won!"

Under Zheng Haoran, the pool of extremely thick blood suddenly turned into a dark "mirror surface".

The mirror surface is as smooth as jade, but there is no reflection.

Except for Zheng Haoran, there was no other living person in the ghost creature, and everyone died.Zheng Haoran became the only living person, the only survivor, and the only winner in this small world.

The ink color suddenly spread around Zheng Haoran as the center, and Zheng Xiu's vision became colorful, like an ink painting style.Clusters of bright red flowers frantically stick out from the mirror.

The mirror surface under Zheng Haoran's feet suddenly turned into a quagmire, and Zheng Haoran's feet fell into it, sinking little by little.The red flowers entangled Zheng Haoran's blood-colored armor, and the armor shattered when touched, revealing his bloody body under the armor.

Zheng Haoran's body surface left countless gashes, all of which were forcibly broken open by external force, which looked extremely miserable.It can be seen that Zheng Haoran did not take the punch of the wolf king as easily as it appeared on the surface.

Zheng Haoran sank little by little.

Zheng Xiu approached from a high altitude, under the resistance of Liuli Jingbody, Zheng Xiu did not feel uncomfortable at all, which made Zheng Xiu a little more sure about his plan to "rescue" his father.

Stretching his hand into his bosom, he threw the paper he had prepared into the air. Zheng Xiu slapped his chest with his palm, and blood spurted out, and blood beads sprayed into the air.On every vivid painting and portrait with a blank face, Zheng Xiu's blood spat out fell on the eyes impartially.

"Dotting!"

Zheng Xiu vomited blood, and painted blood-colored eyes for "everyone". In an instant, everyone on the painting "lived" and turned into a human figure on the ground, becoming another invincible "Zheng Family Army" in a pool of blood!
Zheng Xiu completed all these in an instant, which shows that his painting skills have reached perfection.

An army appeared strangely in the ghost creature. With a wave of Zheng Xiu's hand, the "Zheng Family Army" charged out of the ghost creature. If he dies, Zheng Xiu can create the history of "Zheng Haoran's death"!

No one will perceive the truth!
Those who are alive only remember that Zheng Haoran blocked the 1 Beiman army by himself, he will still leave a legend, he will still fight for fame, he will still become the No. "Die" here, history, will not change in any way!
"father!"

The bones and armor on Zheng Xiu's face were shattered. He shouted to Zheng Haoran, swooped down, and stretched out his hand to Zheng Haoran with all his strength.

"What's the matter?"

Zheng Haoran, who had already accepted death as if he had understood everything, suddenly heard the voice of his son shouting from above his head, and his whole body trembled.As soon as he looked up, he saw his son transformed into a demon, with wings growing on his back, but a pure smile like a child blooming on his face.

"What are you doing here! Go away!"

Zheng Haoran scolded angrily.

"Trust me, I can take you out!"

Countless bushes of flowers attacked Zheng Xiu, Zheng Xiu let out a roar, turned his palm, and a small flying knife appeared.Twelve companies!call out!The flying knife is entwined with black lightning, shuttles among the flowers, and chops the beautiful flowers from the ever-darkness into powder.

Zheng Haoran watched his son show off his might. For some reason, he suddenly felt as if...he couldn't die?
"Son."

Zheng Haoran smiled, and stretched out that big callused hand towards Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu broke through the flowers, just a little bit, just a little bit, he was able to rescue his father just like he rescued Fengbei from Baili Village back then.

save...

save……

laugh!
suddenly.

A ripple appeared silently behind Zheng Xiu.

An almost transparent "chain", a pale black chain, protruded from the ripples and pierced Zheng Xiu's head.

Boom!

The scene before Zheng Xiu's eyes shattered like glass, and he couldn't go any further.

He stared blankly at the "chain" protruding from his head, he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't bleed. The chain was untouchable, but it stopped the castration that he was about to touch his father.

Whoa!
There was a change in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, like a slide show, flashed in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes in a very short moment like lightning.

In the clip, he incarnates as an "Abyss Walker", killing all directions on the battlefield, killing the wolf king, and at the moment when he rescues his father, chains appear.

laugh!
Another chain stretched out from the ripples, piercing Zheng Xiu's shoulder blade.

Another scene appeared in front of Zheng Xiu. He turned into Zheng Shan, pretending to be brothers with his father, and knocked out his father halfway, trying to take him away forcibly.Halfway through, he was pierced by chains again.

laugh!
More and more chains run through Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu's body was covered with pale black illusory chains.

Countless slides flashed in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, as if he had worked hard countless times, but he still came to the same ending in the end.

Eventually, no matter how hard he tried, he would be bound by chains from the void, preventing him from taking the last step.

For Zheng Haoran, it was just a moment, but for Zheng Xiu, in the blink of an eye, he experienced the pain of not being able to save his father again and again through the flashback of memory fragments like a slideshow.

"what…………"

"what……"

Zheng Xiu let out a hoarse cry.

"This is a paradox!"

"From the very beginning, when I came in, it was a paradox!"

"I can't rescue Dad here!"

"Because once I rescue my father, it means that it is impossible for me to appear here..."

"It was wrong from the beginning...it was wrong..."

In the depths of Zheng Xiu's pupils, streamers of black light washed down.

At this moment, Zheng Xiu was inserted into a hedgehog by the chains in the void, strung in the air.

The scene in front of him collapsed and distorted bit by bit, and the father's face became more and more blurred.

Suddenly Zheng Xiu, blessed to the heart, extremely painful, understood one thing.

He didn't get a glimpse of the "Prisoner" because he was in prison.

Stranger born.

The cage that bound him had existed from the very beginning.

Going to prison that day was just an opportunity, a coincidence, a... introduction.

The cage that really bound him was this world!

(End of this chapter)