Jing Wu, who was strangled, began to struggle hard out of his survival instinct.
Even the black robe that he had carefully preserved during the dismantling of all things began to break into pieces.
Jing Yi was a little surprised:
"Want to live? In fact, you have been dead for a long time?"
"Remember? The five of you died a long time ago. You died because of your own choices. The you of the past were killed by the you of today."
"My Lord once said that the five great human natures may bring five different powers after being distorted."
Jingyi's hand seemed to be able to absorb the indelible vitality of the well-level monster.
He couldn't do this before.
There are six levels of tic-tac-toe, and actually no one can kill anyone else.
But now that the Lord of Distortion has returned, he has also obtained some "authority".
Today, Jing Yi is more like a recycler.
Jingwu's vitality disappeared bit by bit, irreversibly.
"The second brother's compassionate Buddha nature was twisted into hypocrisy towards all things. He transformed the distortion into a kind of energy that was similar to Buddha's light, but it was also very destructive and could even cause trouble for me."
"As for the third brother, his love and responsibility for his family were twisted into a desire for destruction. Interestingly, he gained the ability to make people immortal, and it was a powerful source of power. But this is also the most ridiculous thing... He couldn't save his wife and children."
"Fourth Brother, I must say that this is another mistake left by my Lord. His guardian heart did not have time to be distorted, but because of the well, he became a crazy monster. However, judging from the fact that he can comprehend the supreme power, his foundation is not bad either."
"Next is my little sister. In the process of supporting the fourth brother, her thirst for knowledge was distorted into a desire for all information. Because of this, she obtained another source of power, the power of cause and effect. I was very surprised because she did cause me a lot of trouble."
Jingwu's eyes began to slowly become unfocused.
To kill Jingwu, even Jingyi, who has obtained the "recycling" authority, will need some effort.
Wujiu is now convinced that this Jingyi really wants to kill Jingwu.
This should be a good thing.
Wujiu had no sympathy or pity for Jingwu, but he could never have imagined that Jingwu would die like this.
And listening to Jingyi's conversation, it seems... Jingwu was not like this before he became Jingwu.
"They all have different talents, but more or less, after their humanity was distorted, they all gained their own powers."
"But only you... my dear brother, you have no power at all. What you get is only the basic power given to you by the breath of the well."
"You are naturally powerful beyond the power of evil, but you always stop moving forward. Fortunately... according to my Lord's prediction, you are the most loyal one. It is because of this that my Lord gave you two powers."
Scenes from the past emerged one after another.
In the forbidden area of the distant farm, in the ancient magic circle, in the formation diagram belonging to Jing Wu... the pattern began to flicker.
Before death, the memories in the shell seemed to reappear one by one.
"They are my subordinates. It's not their fault that they made a mistake this time. They did a good job in every step. It was all because of my wrong command!"
"No, no! The boss is right. We failed to complete the mission because we encountered force majeure..."
"Shut up! It's not your turn to be a hero! You guys are not allowed to talk!"
During a rescue operation, a man who is not Jingwu is taking the blame for the mistakes of his subordinates.
The faces of those subordinates had already become blurry after being distorted.
But between life and death...
It seemed to become clear again.
The White Eagle Rescue Team is an internationally renowned organization. It is a mercenary organization, but it generally does not participate in combat. It is only responsible for rescuing hostages held by terrorist organizations.
Not long ago, the team that "Jingwu" was in returned empty-handed, and an important target died.
Naturally, someone needs to be held accountable for this matter, but the White Eagle Rescue Team is not to blame at all.
They encountered "twisted events" that were classified as supernatural phenomena in that era.
But "Jingwu" knew very well that no one would believe this even if he told others about it.
The superior needs to be held accountable for the death of the rescue target, and the person directly responsible is not him, but his subordinates.
However, Jingwu, who had always been very good to his subordinates, once again took the responsibility.
Therefore, "Jingwu" was demoted.
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It seemed as if the memory suddenly became distorted here.
"This damn guy finally left, hahahahahaha, does he think we will be grateful to him?"
"Yeah, this guy is really stupid. No one would take the blame on their own initiative."
"Is he gay? Is he attracted to you?"
"Shall we go have a drink to celebrate this idiot's demotion?"
It was like a piece of drawing paper, with white dialogues written all over the black paper, and white lines outlining twisted and mocking faces in the endless darkness.
Jingwu's face was filled with pain.
But in my consciousness... there is another drawing paper.
"Boss, I'm sorry! I know you're doing this to prevent me from being expelled, but I just joined the organization and I don't deserve you to do this. I've explained everything to my superiors... and they really don't believe what I said about the... strange phenomena."
"But I've made it clear, this incident is my fault, and it has nothing to do with you, Boss!"
"Yes, Boss, this time it's not your fault. Boss, you can't do this again in the future. What kind of boss is this? You give all the benefits to your subordinates and take the brunt of the consequences yourself..."
"No matter what you think, if the boss doesn't give you a promotion, I will apply for a demotion and accompany you!"
Everything on the drawing paper seemed to have color... Those warm dialogues seemed to make everything he did meaningful.
But black and white are intertwined, and gradually, he can't tell which is the real memory and which is the distorted memory.
Just like many, many years ago...
The eminent monk who wanted to save the world, and who had already saved many people, suddenly found himself in a world where no one could be saved and all living beings were hateful.
In a world where only evil is respected and good is bullied, he finds that no one believes in good anymore.
It's like the man who keeps running around for his wife and children, has a harmonious family... is willing to withstand all the storms for this family... and suddenly finds that everything is meaningless.
My wife betrayed me and my child is not my own.
He couldn't tell which memory was true and which was false.
Or the girl who wanted to acquire knowledge but found that dangerous knowledge was not scary, and only human hearts and calculations were the scariest.
Five people who once had their own shining points... gathered in a distorted world.
In the distorted memory, I gradually became another person.
They also supported each other, and under certain guidance, they gradually forgot everything in the past and thought they were five people chosen by God.
During his journey, Jing Er discovered that only powerful force could make those originally hateful creatures become "well-behaved".
Jing Sanzhencheng went from protecting to destroying.
Jing Si and Jing Liu depended on each other during that twisted journey, and two people with no intersection in their lives became brother and sister.
It is precisely because of Jing Si's presence during this journey that Jing Liu's humanity is still preserved.
Behind all the calculations, there is someone she wants to treat sincerely.
Where is Jingwu
He has the belief to protect his subordinates, and he believes that the people he protects will understand White Eagle's belief...
If there is no distortion, he will be favored by his superiors and respected by his subordinates.
Will be a hero.
Seven hundred years later, there was still a man who was willing to sacrifice his life for his subordinates.
I would constantly summarize and admonish my subordinates. In the end, I just hoped that they could survive the missions one after another.
If there were no distortion, perhaps they would not become enemies, but would sympathize with each other.
But there are no ifs in this world.
Not everyone is as kind and compassionate as Jing Er, able to put down the butcher knife and become enlightened again.
Even if he got his memories back, the memories of the past seven hundred years and his distorted experiences would not allow Jingwu to return to his original self.
Just when life reaches its last moment...
When those originally blurry faces became clear one by one...
Jing Wu suddenly felt that death was not so scary anymore.
Perhaps it is because too much vitality has been lost, and I have reached a state where "everything will be fine as long as I fall asleep."
Perhaps the underworld does exist in this world, and as long as you die you will be able to see your former subordinates.
"I'm a piece of shit..."
"I failed to protect my men..."
"I killed them with my own hands, and I don't care about them at all. I have become the person I hate the most..."
"I'll never be the same person again..."
My consciousness seemed to sink into the deep sea.
In the dark deep sea, bubbles kept floating up.
Jingwu's body continued to sink.
Jingyi's recovery work... has been completed.
For seven hundred years, Jingwu had no power of his own.
Therefore, only Jing Wu obtained the external force—everything was disassembled and everything was reshaped.
But now, these two great powers are about to be recovered.
The Lord of Distortion has arrived, and those five once righteous humans...
There is no need for it to exist.
Jing Er is doomed to fail, Jing San is already dead, and Jing Liu is also dead.
Now it is Jingwu.
As for the last one, Well Four, this one is more troublesome, but he will definitely die.
A smile appeared on Jingyi's lips.
After dealing with Jing Wu, his own strength will be improved. Then, after dealing with Bai Wu and these evil spirits in front of him, he will no longer have to worry about the other aspect that the Lord of Distortion is worried about.
The breath of white fog in the distance is getting closer.
Jing Yi guessed that the white fog might cause him some trouble.
If there is still a variable in the situation at this time, then this variable -
It can only come from the white fog.
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His consciousness was like that of a well sinking into the deep sea, and he could feel his body continuing to fall.
He thought that the gate to hell might be hidden at the bottom of the deep sea.
People like me will go to hell, right
"Ha ha ha ha ha, has he decided to die like this?" A familiar laugh sounded, a little mean, and also a bit bewitching.
"Yes. He decided to die, he thought he had paid for everything." Compared to the laughter, the voice sounded dull.
Jing Wu, who had closed his eyes in his mind, suddenly opened them.
He saw nothing, except for the very top... above the endless deep sea, there seemed to be some light.
"Boss, if we die here, our lives will be in vain, right?"
"You don't think that going to hell will make us forgive you for what you did, do you?"
"Yeah... This is not a sin that can be repaid by taking the blame for us."
A voice older than that of the merchant and the blacksmith came from afar.
At this moment, Jingwu suddenly remembered.
Black memories are false, colored memories are real...
Those subordinates who once followed him did not betray him.
Jingwu gritted his teeth. As memories continued to emerge, he saw even more painful things.
In the twisting process...
He killed those former subordinates. The betrayer was none other than himself who had been twisted...
"Die here, die like a piece of trash."
"Yes, let's die here, and make our death meaningless..."
Those subordinates from seven hundred years ago spoke with disappointment in their tone.
"Ha ha ha ha ha, you bet on the wrong horse, blacksmith."
"Yes."
The voices of the merchant and the blacksmith were also heard.
The memories before and after the distortion are intertwined...
My original intention has changed long ago, but I still feel unwilling to do so.
If they died here, their death would really be meaningless.
"I... can't die!"
His eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, and the light that pierced through the deep sea finally hit Jing Wu's face!
"You can hate me or blame me, but you are already dead! You dead souls, just curse me to live in this twisted world!"
"I will take your obsession and wantonly change the world! I will miss you, but I will never regret it!"
In the dark deep sea, many hands appeared below Jingwu's figure.
It was like the water plants in a deep pool, strong enough to wrap around a person's ankles and drag them into the pool.
But they didn't do that. Instead, when the strong light came on, they turned the well five...
Pushed it up.
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Jing Wu, who had fallen into a coma, suddenly woke up.
Suddenly, an astonishing momentum broke out!
Jing Yi, who was strangling Jing Wu's throat, was suddenly pierced by the bone spurs that extended from Jing Wu's body.
Jingwu held down Jingyi's hands that were strangling him, and with a violent tear, he actually tore Jingyi's arm apart from the arm!
Jingyi had to use his other hand to push Jingwu away with a punch.
Two powerful forces collided, and the airflow destroyed the Slave Hall like a storm.
Wujiu looked at this scene in surprise. He didn't expect that Jingwu could burst out with such terrible power in such a desperate situation.
Jing Yi was also surprised that Jing Wu had become stronger.
But everything is still under control. Although Jingwu has not been recovered, his two supreme weapons have been recovered.
Without the disassembly of all things and the reshaping of all things, the current Jing Wu might have increased his basic strength and speed, but he would never be able to fight in front of him.
Jingyi's arm regenerated instantly, and he twisted his neck:
"Why make the recycling process so painful? You almost died, so you can be free, right?"
Jingwu's expression was somewhat wild, with a bit of madman's fierceness:
"I remember you said... You can only recover the power that belongs to the Lord of Distortion, right? Well, it wasn't mine in the first place, so I'll give it back to you."
Jing Wu, who was knocked back by the powerful punch, dusted himself off and slowly walked towards Jing Yi.
Around Jingwu...
The power of cause and effect, the Buddha's light that destroys everything, the power of life and death, these special powers all surround Jingwu.
When the dust settled, Jing Yi was shocked when he saw Jing Wu walking out of the smoke.
How is it possible for this kid to possess so much power
"Brother, there is something you may not know... Actually, when I first entered the shell, before I was completely twisted, I considered you my friends. I think they did too."
"It was only later that everyone's attitude changed, but all this did not prevent me from gaining their power."
Jingwu's smile was somewhat sinister, and his eyes were as sharp as a wolf:
"Although my power did not awaken as early as theirs... but it was awakened after all."
Legendary distortion entry - bound plunder.
Anyone who considers the target a friend, or has other emotional ties with the target... will have their abilities copied to the target.
Those who have died, whether they were killed by him or had a broken relationship with him, as long as they had been connected with him, they will coexist with him in another form.
“My former subordinates and friends are all dead, hahahahahahaha, but as long as I am alive, they will not really die!”
"This is... the reason why I killed them!"
As mentioned before, perhaps only a kind-hearted person like Jing Er... can return to a pure heart after experiencing distortion.
Jingwu couldn't do that.
After getting the true memories of his original human life, he will not turn back into that Jingwu...
The distorted memories and real memories are entangled, making him an even more terrifying monster.
But maybe this monster... deep down, has some-
human nature.
At the edge of Black Gold Island, on the beach soaked by sea water, after Bai Wu's footsteps left footprints, the next footprint... was already the center of Black Gold Island.
The powerful Jingyi, Jingwu who finally found his own strength, and three hostile camps make everything complicated.
So much so that when Bai Wu saw the moment when Jing Yi and Jing Wu were on the verge of a fight, he found everything quite interesting:
"They're all here. It looks like we'll have to work harder today to get the pieces of the Doomsday puzzle, Captain."
The sudden voice made Wujiu tremble all over.
Fear and excitement flashed in Jingwu's eyes.
Jing Yi re-evaluated the situation, calculating the chances of winning or losing, with a frown on his face.
The fourth person suddenly appeared beside the crimson evil:
"If only I could protect the captain. The captain is so tall now... I'm not used to it."
Wujiu ignored the teasing. Being stunned for a moment on a battlefield like this could be fatal. However, the huge emotional impact still made him dazed and absent-minded for a moment.
He seemed to recall once again the scene where the two of them clinked glasses and promised to protect each other.
Fate... doesn't seem to be that cruel. At least it gives people a chance to fulfill their promises.
The journey to the Well World has ended, and the human fighting force, Bai Wu, has arrived at the battlefield!
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