I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 753: The bottom of the box, strangled to death
Wen Yan looked at the figure formed by the mist, which was drifting away with the wind.

He took out the ribbon given by Luoshen and danced gently with it. The ribbon looked light and powerless. Wen Yan shook his wrist, and the gray cloth wrapped around his left arm also fell off.

As he waved the gray cloth, the gray cloth and the ribbon became entangled with each other and swirled in the air as Wen Yan danced.

The surrounding mist began to be rolled up, and as Wen Yan waved the gray cloth and ribbons, a whirlwind was formed, converging towards the center.

The dissipating mist formed a vague human figure, which just sneered when it saw Wen Yan's actions.

"In the forbidden area of ​​the last law, what use is this method? Can you collect all the moisture here?"

The blurry figure was right, he was in a state without a true form at the moment. As long as the water vapor here dissipated and he left the Dharma Ending Forbidden Zone, he would be able to recover to his due strength.

Even in the Nanyang Alliance, he could easily return to Shenzhou, and no one could stop him.

After all, in theory, he is not an outsider, but the water god of Shenzhou.

Many of the things Shenzhou has against outsiders will not be triggered.

And Wen Yan, who is outside, has a way to gather all the moisture here and blur the human figures. He really believes it.

But in the forbidden land of the Dharma Ending Age, even Wen Yan could not do this.

He took one last look, turned around, and rode the wind, floating away into the distance.

However, Wen Yan, who was standing there waving ribbons and creating a whirlwind, was silent for a moment.

The waving speed was getting faster and faster. He waved the gray cloth, driving the ribbon. After the rotation speed reached a certain limit, the moment the sound of breaking wind began to sound, a strange sharp sound also appeared.

The moment that sharp sound appeared, the frequency exploded exponentially and rose rapidly.

Wen Yan's arms bulged and he swung with maximum force.

As if it had crossed a certain limit, the sharp sound was like a woman screaming.

"Yi..."

A long and sharp sound exploded here at the moment.

The misty figure that was floating away in the wind suddenly paused.

He turned his head slowly as if stuck, and looked at Wen Yan, who was standing there with muscles bulging on his arms, spinning gray cloth and streamers in a tornado, stirring up the surrounding water vapor.

Wen Yan laughed like Pei Tu Gou and laughed loudly.

"What are you looking at? I'm your father!"

The human figure in the mist seemed to be stuck, sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, as if it was dropping frames.

The expression on that face was extremely ugly, and there was a hint of disbelief.

But his body made of water mist was constantly moving through the surrounding water mist step by step.

Yes, the water mist was still drifting away with the wind, but the shadow condensed from the water mist was getting closer and closer. He was actively approaching.

Wen Yan's ridicule actually had no effect.

It was the blurred figure's job at the moment, He Bo, who instinctively followed the call.

Looking at the phantom in the mist, it was struggling to leave, but in the end it was still walking towards me little by little.

Wen Yan didn't explain to him why. He just waved the gray cloth and ribbons, watching the phantom actively throw itself into the whirlpool, watching the phantom get smaller and smaller, as if being swallowed by the whirlpool in the water.

The blurry phantom struggled and roared while actively cooperating with all of this.

The ribbon was lent to Wen Yan by Luo Shen when Wen Yan went to ask for advice.

After hearing what Wen Yan asked, Luo Shen immediately understood that there was a very high possibility that she was thinking of her old friend and was soft-hearted, so she was deceived by the blurry figure who stole the identity of the Water God.

Only then did it come to light that Ha Bo's identity began to be stolen.

Luo Shen had always looked calm, but this time her face turned a little red.

In the end, he lent the ribbon directly to Wen Yan.

This is something specially designed for He Bo. It looks like a streamer, but it is actually a Fasuo.

Wen Yan knew long before that He Bo had used Luoshen to anchor himself very early on.

This time point is very early and should have nothing to do with the blurry figure.

It should be that He Bo initially discovered that he was influenced by the Yellow River, and every change in its course would directly affect the changes in his temperament.

So at that time, He Bo had already thought of a way to control it.

He used Luoshen to anchor himself, and Luoshen also used Hebo to anchor herself. The two of them anchored each other. How could they not use it as a last resort to try to turn the tide when things completely got out of control?

Now it is not the ribbon that is controlling He Bo, but the ribbon itself is He Bo's own means.

And it is 100% Habaek who gave it the highest priority very early on as a means to control himself.

In other words, this is a means to protect Luoshen.

As long as the Goddess of Luo River is there, then the anchor of He Bo is there, and there is a chance that everything can be saved.

He Bo himself might be worried that one day his temperament would change again and he would lose his mind to the point of attacking Luo Shen.

Therefore, this trump card can be triggered by just sound, without any magic.

If Luo Shen were here, all she would have to do would be to speak.

This is the last resort.

Unfortunately, before Luoshen was resurrected, no one had ever considered Luoshen.

Luo Shen has not shown up again since she was disgusted by the Sima family. No one would consider Luo Shen.

In everyone's eyes, the Goddess of Luo River has a low presence. At most, she is mentioned occasionally. Instead, the poem "Ode to the Goddess of Luo River" has the highest presence.

Now there is only a blurry figure of 45% of Ha Baek, how can he resist 100% of Ha Baek, how can he resist himself.

As the blurry figure was drawn into the whirlpool, he was wrapped in the streamers.

The grey cloth rolled up the ribbons, tightly wrapping a figure. The figure kept struggling in the ribbons. He was fighting with himself, but unfortunately it was of little use.

Wen Yan looked at the human figure supported by the ribbons in front of him and let out a sigh of relief.

"You can make Luo Shen make up her mind and take the last resort. You are indeed a talent."

Wen Yan pinched the ribbon and slowly tightened it, then he reached around his waist, took out the hanging rope, and put it around the neck of the figure in front of him.

He touched the rope.

"You have such a strong grudge that it is basically difficult to completely resolve it.

Then, in your dynasty, the Yellow River, which flooded 131 times and changed its course seven times, was represented by He Bo.

"If you were to die by hanging today, even if it doesn't resolve your resentment, it should at least calm you down, right?"

Wen Yan casually soothed the hanging rope, he didn't care whether it worked or not.

He patted the human silhouette in front of him.

"Relax, it will be over soon. This is the hanging rope that represents the end of Wu Ming. It is worthy of you."

Wen Yan held the hanging rope with both hands, and his arms suddenly tightened.

The hanging ropes, ribbons, and gray cloth were all tightened at the same time.

This was 100% the trump card that He Bo had arranged for Luo Shen.

When He Bo was completely out of control and everything was out of control, he used his last resort and killed He Bo.

Let He Bo return to silence and wait for a long time before reviving again.

This state of silence and nothingness would have caused He Bo to completely disappear, die, and cease to exist in the past.

Theoretically, it would be possible to do this by simply erasing all records of He Bo and forgetting He Bo's name. In the past, even the Rain Master didn't need to do anything. The people in power could just delete the content.

As for how to delete it?

No one will remember a certain name in a certain book among those books that were burned during the Book Burning and Burying of Scholars.

Or cover it up with something else, and it won't take too long, two or three generations, and everything will change.

It is not even necessary to make sure that everyone does not remember it, just that most people do not remember it, or remember it incorrectly.

To make an analogy, it might be like the test conducted by the Fiery Sun Tribe on some resurrected old ghosts.

The score of the test is actually not important at all. What is important is the answer to each question.

Let people today answer a very simple question: What is the antonym of "out"?
Most people would answer "in". If you ask AI, it might just give out, go, leave, enter, hide, etc.

There is no limit to the number of answers to the above questions, and some old ghosts may give the same answer.

But it is also possible that some old ghosts may give an answer that, when converted into today's words, is "各".

The Lieyang Tribe can use the answer to a question to determine roughly what era the old ghost lived in.

It is actually quite difficult for a word or a name to not be lost in the years and for its meaning to not be changed from beginning to end.

Luo Shen had never risked using this trick before, but this time she felt that there was really no other way.

After the revival of spiritual energy, there are too many variables. If the blurry figure is true, then He Bo will really be gone.

Wen Yan used both arms to exert force, using the method he learned from Pei Tugou. No one should be more experienced than Pei Tugou in this matter.

The gray cloth had fallen off, and the figure wrapped tightly in the ribbons knelt weakly on the ground.

He could feel that Wen Yan was only applying external force with the rope. If that was the case, in the Dharma Ending Forbidden Zone, the rope could not strangle a guy who did not even have a physical body.

However, his current occupation, He Bo, took the initiative to give feedback.

It was like he really had a physical body and was just an ordinary person who was being strangled to death.

In other words, it is his profession that is killing him.

But he was completely unable to control it, and even resistance seemed powerless.

A minute later, the figure kneeling on the ground began to twitch like a dying fish, and the mist inside the streamer seemed to be boiling.

Five minutes later, the figure kneeling on the ground had a crooked neck and was still twitching from time to time. The speed at which the water mist inside the streamer changed was getting slower and slower, and the amplitude was getting smaller and smaller.

Fifteen minutes later, the mist inside the ribbon completely stopped, the humanoid creature that Wen Yan was strangling suddenly broke into pieces, and the ribbon fell to the ground.

Water vapor rose up and rushed straight into the sky, then disappeared in an instant, returning to heaven and earth.

The surrounding water vapor dissipated quickly when blown by the wind.

Wen Yan put away the ribbon, and then he saw that some gray-white ashes had appeared under the ribbon at some point.

After the ashes were blown by the wind, Wen Yan felt a familiar temperature.

It was a bit like the feeling Huo Yong gave him when he curled up into a ball.

In a pool of ashes on the ground, a faint red light appeared, as if it was about to rekindle.

But when the wind blew again, the temperature of the embers quickly dissipated, and when the temperature in the embers disappeared completely.

The ashes were blown by the wind and turned into flying ashes, which were blown away by the wind.

This is the obsolete fire warrior class mentioned in the blurry figure.

Now Wen Yan knew why he could still show up in his profession even though he had been abandoned.

Because all professions after the Fire Warrior profession are derived from the Fire Warrior.

Subsequent professions are like layers of protection, protecting the embers of the Fire Warrior profession.

When the open flames are extinguished and burned out, they protect the temperature in the embers, hoping that one day they can find a way to reignite these embers.

But the blurry figures of the Gu Ling, Water God, Thief, and Ha Bo (45%) were all erased at this moment.

Finally, the embers were exposed.

Wen Yan didn't need to do anything, the temperature of the embers would be blown away by the wind, and there would be no possibility of them reigniting.

The ashes were blown away, crushing the bones and scattering them.

Under the ashes, a black shadow was left, which slowly turned into a human-shaped shadow on the ground.

The shadow slowly sat up from the ground and turned into a black shadow that Wen Yan could not feel but could only see.

He just sat there, looking at Wen Yan, without any more fear or struggle.

"This place is indeed magical. My current state should not exist in this world. It is not real.

But I have already stepped into reality, the most real place in the world.

I can't kill you now.

Unfortunately, your cleverness backfired and led me here.

Here you can kill me a few times and ruin my other careers.

But in the same way, here, everything in the world is of no use to me."

Wen Yan tried it, and indeed he couldn't touch or feel it, he could only see the shadow.

“Some are like my false gods, in the state of old dreams, which are both real and fake, existing and not existing at the same time.

In the forbidden land of the end of the law, I really can't kill something that doesn't exist."

Shadow sat on the ground and smiled at Wen Yan who also sat down.

"I didn't expect this result. You ruined my career, but also made it better.

Now, I can be said to be out of the Three Realms and not within the Five Elements.

You can't kill me, and I can't kill you.

But as soon as I leave here, the whole world will know what your real profession is.

All living creatures in the wilderness will also know this.

They will remember what happened in the ancient times.

You are finished, and Shenzhou will also be dragged down by you."

Wen Yan drooped his eyelids slightly, thought for a moment, and said.

“Many legends about zombies use the same description.

That means jumping out of the Three Realms and not being within the Five Elements.

Do you think there is a reason for this statement?

Could it be that there is something deeper going on here?"

The dark figure sitting on the ground was startled for a moment, not understanding what Wen Yan was talking about.

The next moment, Wen Yan's arm turned into a shadow, holding a black stone in his hand.

It hit the black shadow directly on the head.

Just now it could not be touched or felt, it could only be seen as a dark shadow.

At this moment, his head tilted, and there was a dent in the black shadow.

(End of this chapter)