Black Gold Island.
This most powerful black area within the fog, the residence of a terrifying evil king, is now approaching dusk.
Restless waves beat against the rocks.
The terrifying white light turned everything in the center of the island into nothingness, including the slave hall that was once as solemn as an ancient temple.
The battle lines between red and black never changed, even though the entire center of the battlefield was an absolute blank.
All things are reshaped, and the decomposed matter is reshaped into flying sickle-tailed weasels, like a group of countless ants gnawing at their prey...
The source energy overflowing from the Black Gold Island suddenly disappeared, and the tremendous power spread everywhere.
But the prey being chased by the ants doesn't look like prey, but more like a ranger.
His crimson figure kept moving around, dodging perfectly time and time again.
Jing Wu was extremely surprised. How could someone possess such powerful strength
Even though he's my older brother, his speed is just like this.
But seeing the crimson monster moving with ease... it seems that this terrifying speed is not his limit
What kind of monster is this
In this world, among Bai Wu's group of people, how could I not remember such a character
With such a character, how could he not participate in the battle of Baichuan City
Jingwu couldn't see through the crimson figure.
But when he heard the other person's voice, he always felt it was somewhat familiar.
Jingwu couldn't remember.
He didn't know that he was facing a real hero.
With the power of the curse, give up part of your future life and stay true to your beliefs...
This is the path Crimson has chosen.
Every time a shackle engraved on the body is removed, it represents a level of sacrifice.
It also means that the future will become more lonely.
The deep red of the Well World has unlocked all the shackles, leaving only two...
Friendship, future.
Wujiu did not do this, but that does not mean he cannot do this in order to correct this distorted world.
All this is just because of the enemy in front of us...
He is no longer the unbeatable Jingwu.
The crimson afterimages were everywhere, constantly teasing Jingwu.
No one could kill anyone, but in this battle, Wujiu had the advantage no matter how you looked at it.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
Jingwu was furious. But the red line… fluttered in front of his eyes like a flash of lightning, like a blood-red, messy line twisting like a snake, forming an abstract painting…
too fast!
Jingwu suddenly gave up.
The disassembly of all things and the reconstruction of all things were all taken back, and the terrifying energy pressure of Black Gold Island reappeared.
Even the razed slave temple reappeared.
Jingwu's breathing became slightly faster:
"It's so annoying, who are you?"
"you guess."
It’s still this annoying answer, just like that kid Bai Wu.
But Jing Wu knew very well that the white fog could not be harmed even if all things were dismantled.
He can rely on the two legendary powers to defeat all enemies, but he can't deal with the white fog.
Now... there is one more person.
Relying on the simple method of "speed is invincible", Jingwu's confidence collapsed again.
Wujiu has to say that reshaping everything is truly a magical skill of the "construction and civil engineering industry".
If it was Bai Wu, would he playfully say, "Are you interested in joining my Baichuan City Construction Team?"
He thought of the white fog again.
And at this moment, when the battle came to an abrupt end—
Jingwu suddenly realized something, and at the same time, he and Wujiu, who had a crimson body, felt the approach of two forces.
Both forces were extremely unfamiliar to Wujiu.
But for Jingwu... one of the forces was extremely familiar.
He didn't know whether to be happy or surprised, because that power was very close to him.
Outside the huge slave hall, a crack appeared on the side of the black-robed Jingwu.
A tall figure in a white coat walked out from the crack.
"It's been many years since we last met, Xiaowu, you've become stronger."
Jingwu felt a sense of fear.
Indeed, among the six brothers and sisters, the strongest one was the fourth one who went crazy after being soaked in well water.
But in Jingwu's opinion, his elder brother Jingyi is the truly scary one.
As Jing Yi got closer, even Wujiu no longer had time to think about the approaching aura in the distance.
He felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Although he had never seen Jing Yi before, he felt a sense of familiarity in Jing Yi's white coat.
The crimson blade on the elbow was in a defensive posture, and red smoke lingered around it, as if it could disappear at any time.
Although he was able to deal with Jingwu with ease, it was a fact that he and Jingwu could do nothing to each other.
Wujiu could feel that the enemy that had arrived now was much stronger than both Jingwu and himself.
This is an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.
"Brother... why are you here?"
The change in the situation surprised Jingwu.
Big brother
Wujiu understood that the person in front of him was the farmer that Baiwu had mentioned.
Jingyi looked around, not paying attention to the fight between Jingwu and Wujiu. He frowned and said:
"Where are the pieces of the Doomsday puzzle?"
Jing Wu didn't react for a while, but Wu Jiu became alert instantly.
I came here for the pieces of the doomsday puzzle, and the other party had the same goal. It was really too much of a coincidence.
I can hold back Jingwu, but it is absolutely impossible for me to hold back Jingyi.
"In my secret room on the island, brother, how did you get here?"
Jingwu was still confused by Jingyi's sudden arrival.
Jing Yi's eyes seemed to be looking at some cause and effect, and he felt more and more that something was wrong.
He has discovered all the people who have landed on the island from afar and tried to sneak into the island, but at the same time, Jing Yi also discovered another breath getting closer and closer to the island.
"My Lord originally did not care about the pieces of the Doomsday puzzle, because even if he collected them all, there would be no one else who could respond to the distortion and find the location of the well."
"But now, a trouble that you have never been able to solve has grown and become a key figure in the future battle. Xiaowu, I am very disappointed in you."
The pitch-black fog slowly enveloped the island.
The island, which was still daytime, suddenly became dark.
Zheng Yue, Nie Chongshan, Jiang Zhu, Liu Bingshu, Li Xin and others who were landing on the island in the distance also suddenly stopped.
They looked up at the sky, only to see endless black fog rolling like dark clouds.
It was like a squid that was so big that it could block out the sun and sky suddenly spat out a mouthful of ink in the azure sea...
"What's going on? Why did the sky suddenly become so dark?" Zheng Yue had a bad feeling.
A chill arose deep in Nie Chongshan's heart.
As a top-level warrior, Nie Chongshan's combat instincts are extremely terrifying, so he can sense dangers that he absolutely cannot handle.
This kind of danger... did not exist when Jingwu and Wujiu were fighting, but it appears now.
The demon's wings spread out, like a wall, blocking everyone:
"If we continue walking, we may encounter danger..."
When Nie Chongshan, who always charged forward with unparalleled fighting spirit, said this, Zheng Yue also realized the seriousness of the matter.
The black fog continued to condense, and the black fog in front of everyone gradually took shape.
A graceful female body walked out of the black fog.
In the jungle outside the Black Gold Island, this female figure had lifeless eyes and was quite dull. Her upper body was exposed and her unfocused eyes were staring at Nie Chongshan who was blocking the way of everyone.
She didn't say anything, but her meaning was simple -
This road is blocked.
Jiang Zhu and Nie Chongshan have very similar personalities and they get along very well.
However, Jiang Zhu's realm was not as good as Nie Chongshan's, and he had not yet realized that a character so powerful that he could make people despair appeared:
"Old Nie, what's going on? She's just a woman. She might be the garrison on the island, but she can't stop you, right?"
Nie Chongshan felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
This female body is extremely weak. If they were to fight head-on, she would naturally not be able to stop him.
But the terrifying mental pressure made Nie Chongshan dare not move forward...
Zheng Yue, after closing one eye, suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.
“Ahhh…”
Zheng Yue, who was always lazy and elegant, was bleeding from all seven orifices and fell to the ground with a bang.
The beautiful female figure not far away fluttered her eyelashes.
The talent sequence Mirror Flower Water Moon drags people into a dream. Construct a dream where you can hardly be defeated, and provide yourself with various unequal combat condition bonuses.
This dreamlike ability is terrifying, but in essence, it is the application of mental power, a source of power.
Zheng Yue felt that this female body seemed to have a strong mental power, and wanted to test it with the Mirror Flower and Water Moon.
But in an instant... he was dragged into a terrible nightmare woven by the other party.
He felt as if he was in some dark forbidden place, and the soul in his body felt as painful as if it was being sawed apart with an electric saw.
Unable to bear the pain, Zheng Yue started bleeding from all seven orifices and passed out.
…
…
The very center of Black Gold Island.
Black fog gathered, and in the slave hall, many children who had once been on the farm walked out.
They also have lifeless eyes and patterns like J, Q, and K engraved on their wrists.
Dozens of children, the oldest no older than fourteen years old, were transformed from black mist.
These faces, which should have been full of innocence and childishness, all looked at Wujiu and Jingwu with resentful and evil expressions.
Many images appeared in his mind, and realizing that the "thieves" had been intercepted, Jing Yi's expression relaxed a little.
The real powerful enemy is the one who is about to land on the island.
Although Wujiu and Jingwu did not recognize the owner of that aura, Jingyi knew.
"In just three years... everything has become a mess. What should I do with you? You hold the most powerful power left by my master, but you still cannot comprehend it."
Jing Wu was stunned.
Indeed, before meeting Bai Wu, Jingwu's life was too smooth.
He always thought he was a genius, but he couldn't handle the dismantling and reshaping of everything.
It was not until he defeated Bai Wu and Zero that Jingwu had a breakthrough.
The pain of death and the humiliation of being defeated by humans finally allowed him to make a breakthrough.
But it still cannot compare with the white mist.
"Brother, are you talking about Bai Wu? I admit that I underestimated him the first time I lost to him... Later, his growth was too amazing..."
Jingwu didn't want to say this, but he no longer felt humiliated:
"My loss to him... was not accidental. I tried my best. In these seven hundred years, wasn't I more loyal than my younger sister and Jing Si? In these seven hundred years! I was the only one who worked hard to liberate the Lord of Distortion!"
Because he wanted to surpass the white fog, the power that he could never control was finally mastered...
Bai Wu has made rapid progress in the past three years, but so has Jing Wu.
It can be said that in the past three years, Jingwu's growth has exceeded the total of the previous hundreds of years because he has had the desire to surpass Bai Wu in his heart.
But even so... I can't defeat Bai Wu, what else is there to say
Wujiu felt great pressure as he watched Jingyi and Jingwu talking.
Somehow, he was able to shake off Jingwu's attacks, but he was not sure he could avoid these children.
Over the past seven hundred years, the "remnants" of the farm have devoured countless children with outstanding talents, and these children have become the nutrients for feeding the remains of the twisted lord...
But after the Lord of Distortion returned to the world, the resentment of these children also became slaves of the Lord of Distortion.
And now, Jing Yi, who has re-established contact with the Lord of Distortion, is considered another slave owner.
"Try your best? It seems that this is the best you can do. Fortunately, I never expected anything from you. Don't talk yourself up. You have accomplished nothing in the past seven hundred years. Judging from the results, this is the truth. But you can think of it in a different way. At least it will be much easier to recycle it."
Jing Wu suddenly became alert and looked at Jing Yi anxiously:
"What's the meaning?"
The word "recycling" actually expresses its meaning very clearly.
"Before my Lord was sealed in the tower, he created us and gave us some unique abilities. Unfortunately, you didn't use them well. Human hearts are hard to predict..."
Jing Yi felt a little emotional. From beginning to end, the expression he showed when looking at Jing Wu was indifferent and heartless.
"Each of you is a human being. Some of you are saintly monks, and some of you are husbands and fathers. In fact, each of you has a supreme shining point."
"But because of this, your values have been distorted. The more passionate and emotional you are, the more distorted you become after being corrupted."
Jing Wu didn't understand what was said, but the oppressive feeling was so strong that he couldn't even think of resisting, and it made him feel a little breathless.
Wujiu was very surprised. Could it be that these two brothers would kill each other
Is this a good thing
But it was the first time he heard that these Tic-Tac-toe monsters were transformed by humans.
It seems that these people, before they were twisted and eroded, had something worthy of admiration.
"In the past seven hundred years, you are the only one who has worked hard for my Lord. If it weren't for this incident, my Lord and I might have 'deliberately' ignored you. You are out of luck."
"Not long ago, something happened on the farm. Your second brother destroyed the formation."
"I don't know if he did anything to you. With his ability, he shouldn't be able to do it, but who knows."
The white coat fluttered in the wind, and Jingyi's eyes softened:
"Let me guess, do you suddenly experience some emotions that only humans can have?"
"Like... guilt? Self-blame?"
"After being defeated by Bai Wu several times, your hatred towards Bai Wu has inexplicably dissipated a lot?"
Jingwu's eyes widened, as if Jingyi had hit the nail on the head.
He had indeed been in various moods these days.
Seeing Jingwu's reaction, Jingyi also thought that he had guessed correctly - Jingwu was probably no longer "pure".
After all, before this person was twisted, he was a person who loved his subordinates very much. It would be fine if these human natures were twisted, but once they were restored, they would inevitably become twisted enemies.
Jing Yi actually made a wrong judgment.
Jing Er did go to the forbidden area, passed through countless "fish" splits, and recovered his memories in that ancient formation.
But that was all, Jing Er couldn't do more.
The emotions that Jing Wu fell into actually had nothing to do with the formation.
The departure of his two subordinates left Jingwu lonely.
This loneliness, after being defeated by the white fog and having his remaining pride shattered, slowly changed Jingwu.
But Jingwu's words just now made Jingyi think...
The effect of the distortion has changed.
But everything is just "human heart is hard to predict".
The gentle Jing Yi suddenly became murderous. In just a moment, the density of the black fog increased several times.
Wujiu never expected this development... The two originally powerful enemies actually started killing each other.
The next second, Jingyi's hand had already grasped Jingwu's throat.
Jingwu wanted to use the Disassemble All Things skill, but found that at this moment... he could do nothing.
He had thought about his own ending countless times—
Perhaps the Lord of Distortion, mindful of his loyalty for seven hundred years, allowed him to take charge again.
Perhaps the distortion will eventually be purified by the white mist, and he will die at the hands of the white mist.
But he never thought that one day he would die at the hands of "his own people".
"My Lord will certainly spread distortion all over the world, but in this process, you are no longer valuable. Farewell, fifth brother."
The Well cannot be killed and seems immortal, but the so-called immortality is just a gift given by the Lord of Distortion to those who choose it.
Every gift has its own price.
In the past seven hundred years, Jingwu showed the most desperate expression.
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