Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

"I am Zhang Jiao, a follower of Huang (Tu) Tian (Bean), and I am doomed to die today. So..."

"I, Zhang Jiao, should follow the example of Master Huang Tian and sacrifice my life for justice..."

Suddenly, Zhang Jiao appeared in front of Kong Rong with a dodge.

Kong Rong was horrified.

The strength of Zhang Jiao's body is constantly expanding.

For some reason, there are many magic arts involving death among the Nanhua magic arts.

I have learned these one by one.

It is the secret to exhausting everything in life.

But Zhang Jue's target did not seem to be Kong Rong.

Instead, he looked behind Kong Rong.

He suddenly lunged forward.

With determination, without a trace of hesitation.

"God bless you, the enemy has appeared!"

"I, Zhang Jiao, will sacrifice my life here to restore the righteousness of heaven and earth."

"Huang Tian should help!!"

Kong Rong turned around.

The original boy's body continued to expand.

Like a ball of fire.

Various unstable lasers are constantly emitted.

Did not attack myself.

The goal is to evolve the void space of the great saint's morality.

A bright light shines in the dark space.

Zhang Jue's whole body was burning.

Like a coordinate.

An anchor point.

An anchor left for the only person in this world.

"Teacher, this is all I can do."

In the void of space, the fireball that burns all proof of existence, concepts, body and soul is still burning.

Chapter 12 Zhang Jiao dies, Huang Tiansheng! Poor Taoist Zhang Jiao invites all the saints to die!

found it.

A spear made of gold.

It came from the Nanhua Mountains.

Countless vines were entwined around the spear.

The abundant vitality seems to declare the victory of life.

The anchor point has appeared.

Dying and consuming his soul.

That is, it exists in the world of the living.

Also exists in the world of the dead.

Erasing all concepts about oneself does not mean completely disappearing from this world.

Because every trace will be recorded by this world.

What disappears is only the memory; what exists is the qualification to exist in a different form.

And life that cannot exist in the main world universe will eventually become abandoned by the world.

It exists, but is not recognized and cannot exist in this dimension.

If it were a normal world, there might be a way to solve it, and it wouldn't even become a paradox.

But the world itself has become extremely weird.

This kind of abandoned objects that only have traces can only be regarded as data, codes, traces, and concepts.

It also means he is flat.

Therefore, he has only one destination in this world - a dark...desperate...deadly...silent...space!

subspace.

Through Kong Rong's miracle, one foot is halfway on the gate between the subspace and the physical universe.

Zhang Jue looked up at the sky pleadingly.

But there is no doubt that any qualification to exist is being gradually eroded.

The brain that wanted to think became a blank.

Kong Rong looked at what Zhang Jue did in horror.

The monsters that crawled out of Zhang Jiao's chest and abdomen scrambled to climb forward and stop him.

But the time is ripe.

The spear came through the air.

The sharp light tore through the distorted human figure.

The light that escaped alone was enough to melt the hole into ashes.

The golden spear roared like thunder.

Straight ahead.

Zhang Jiao, who was half-kneeling on the ground and looking up at the sky, was not the target of the spear.

The spear showed no mercy.

Hitting the crack that penetrates space.

In the endless darkness, the flame that was about to burn out shone with infinite light.

teacher……

The expressionless eyes suddenly brightened up at this moment.

The teacher came as expected.

He really knew what he wanted.

The teacher once said that the imbalance between heaven, earth and man has naturally led to the gradual fall of the world.

In today's world, the most influential force in the world is human power.

To save the world one must adjust the unity of nature.

If you want to unify nature, you must use the light of the soul to ignite the spark of humanity.

Burning in the dark space.

Awaken the endless light.

Therefore, he realized that he might not be able to defeat Kong Rong.

Zhang Jue no longer thought about escaping from here.

With my parents, brothers, and fellow villagers still behind me, it is impossible for me to retreat.

Assuming that there is a possibility of death here, it is better to die together with him.

Leave the relevant information to the teacher so that he can know clearly what happened at that time.

It can also let the teacher know the capabilities of these subspace evil gods.

Especially seeing the subspace channel opened by Kong Rong.

Zhang Jue had a flash of inspiration.

It was like feeling the revelation.

Understand where your destiny should end.

Burning oneself is both a call to one's teacher and a tear in the subspace.

If positive emotions can exist in that world, then this belief must also exist.

At that time, the teacher will lock the channel to the subspace by burning himself.

Then you can enter the subspace and explore.

He can even defeat the so-called Four Saints in the subspace.

To correct the universe.

"Teacher, I leave everything to you."

Zhang Jue never thought that this would be his end.

I haven't understood the truth of the world yet.

I just had a rough sense of the darkness of this world.

There is no ability to help more people.

Even by comparison, he was considered young in this savage wilderness.

Everything is over before it even begins.

But in this dark world, the fire will always burn.

All beings who are suffering should find a way to escape.

At the very least, no one should be regarded as an insignificant plaything or beast by others.

No one should be pushed around so easily.

Moreover, a doctor should save the world if he advances and save the people if he retreats; if he cannot be a good prime minister, he should at least be a good doctor.

Zhang Jiao still remembers the gratitude people showed him during every free medical consultation.

I still remember that when he kowtowed, his teacher gave him hope to save his mother.

Remember the thousands of refugees who died in the famine.

I still remember what Aung taught me.

I still remember those devout prayers to the old potato fairy and their eyes full of hope.

Hope is what everyone wants.

Just like everyone knows that potatoes are people's hope.

Help each other to survive.

This shared secret was never revealed even when faced with threats.

This is people's hope.

Hope should not be destroyed.

And it was Zhang Jue who brought them the potatoes.

Even if they are fucking illiterate, are playthings in the eyes of others, and are lowly beasts in the eyes of senior executives.