Doomsday Jigsaw Game

Chapter 632: An assassin hiding in lies

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Jing Yi looked at Lao K, this child had always been his least favorite.

He likes well-looking children.

Old K looked really ugly because of the corpse spots left by Jing Si.

He likes kids like Bai Yuan.

If Bai Yuan could stay, he would turn Bai Yuan into the real Jing Qi, and would plead with the great Lord of Distortion to leave a place for Bai Yuan in the distorted world.

He was indeed optimistic about Bai Yuan, if Bai Yuan had not chosen to defect to the farm.

Sometimes Jing Yi would imagine how relaxed he would be if Bai Yuan was still on the farm.

Perhaps if they join forces, father and son can easily deal with Jing Liu in less than seven hundred years, perhaps just a few years.

Jingyi's eyes were filled with nostalgia:

"Ah... What a pity. I'm not a father who has no sympathy for his own children. I just think that for a child whose value is too low, shouldn't the meaning of existence be to abandon himself and feed others?"

"You guys are all qualified to be my children. It's just a pity that you have gone astray."

"Children who go astray deserve to die."

The first generation also felt inferior for a while because of this.

Because Xiao Yu Gan would also say that he was ugly. That very sad statement had some basis.

No one will care about you unless you are beautiful or dying.

But later, after returning seven hundred years later and finding out the whole story, he finally came to terms with his appearance.

It turns out that I once had such a youthful face.

It turns out that all of these are the "scars" I left behind in my efforts to save Baichuan City.

Scars on the battlefield are medals on a man's body.

Lin Rui is the young version of the masked monster. But by the time I got to him, the young man had grown up.

The golden light turned into countless thin lines, which surrounded the first generation.

He ignored Jingyi's words, because like Lao Bai, they had never admitted that Jingyi was their father.

But did Jing Yi have any influence on Lao Bai

Probably yes.

Perhaps it is precisely because of Jingyi's distorted understanding of those children that the father-son relationship between Bai Yuan and Bai Wu becomes so strange.

Because Bai Yuan never knew how to be a good father. His only reference was Jing Yi.

After the secret of the farm was discovered, Jingyi's image as a "good father" was shattered.

Perhaps for Bai Yuan, the child is just a game prop to him.

He felt inexplicably sorry for Bai Wu. Qian Yixin said they would meet again, but until now... he didn't know what happened to Bai Wu.

And this debt can now be counted on Jingyi.

"There's no point in talking any more. Let's fight."

The first generation's knees were slightly bent, maintaining a state of bending the body to exert force.

Jing Yi spread his hands:

"I am an immortal being. I can only be killed by my Lord. In this battle, I am already invincible."

No one knows how strong Jing Yi is.

Bai Yuan's evaluation is an enemy to be feared.

The evaluation of the T-shaped level is that it is the most difficult one besides T-shaped 4.

Jing Wuze has always been clear that his eldest brother possesses powerful means, but even if it is just a battle of physical skills such as strength and speed, he is the strongest.

If there is no Jing Si, then Jing Yi can be considered the strongest in all aspects.

The first generation knew very well that he was definitely no match for Jingyi in terms of hard power.

But he is indeed the best at fighting.

He is also the one among the several Ks who has the best talent in understanding skills and practical combat.

"Find out about the other party's background first."

The confrontation between the two lasted less than a second.

At the moment the confrontation ended, behind Jingyi, an arm condensed from black mist, containing a twisted aura, ran directly towards the first generation.

This naturally could not touch the first generation, the power of time and space allowed him to move himself instantly.

As if Jingyi had anticipated the actions of the first generation, he appeared behind the first generation at the moment when the first generation dodged and landed on the ground.

His speed and strength are so great that in this confined space... he is almost as fast as the first generation who has mastered the instant body movement.

The two figures were constantly flashing, but unlike Alpha and Jing Si, they did not engage in high-frequency confrontations.

Jing Yi seems to have the powerful ability to kill with one strike. He is sure that as long as he touches the opponent, he can kill him instantly.

The first generation obviously knew this, so their figures kept flashing, but they never made contact.

The power of time and space allowed him to deal with Jing Yi with ease. Even though Jing Yi's speed was incredibly fast and his strength was strong enough to penetrate him in an instant, it was of no avail.

Because Jingyi... couldn't touch the first generation.

It's like a game of whack-a-mole at an insanely fast speed.

Every time the first generation's figure flashed in a small space, Jingyi would appear behind him, but there was always a millisecond difference.

About half a minute later, the invisible chase finally stopped.

Jing Yi was surprised to find that... Lao K's grasp of spatial distance was too accurate.

This ugly child has already used the "empty" part of the space-time force to its fullest extent.

Perhaps in the future there will never be anyone stronger than Lao K in this regard.

But although he was surprised, he was not nervous.

"You can't win if you just keep dodging. I don't mind at all if you keep hiding. I believe that the fourth one will be defeated by my Lord. It's you who won't have time."

The first generation knew that the other party wanted to provoke him to take action.

This is also because the greatest feature of space-time force is its flexible movement and ability to divert the opponent's attack, but it is quite lacking in offensive power.

Although the first generation had mastered the All-Aspect Dharmakaya, he did not have time to absorb too much other power, nor did he have time to practice other systems of combat capabilities.

Jing Yi calculated this exactly.

The biggest feature of space-time force is that it is good at defense and movement, but its destructive power is very limited.

Just like this space-time maze, it is indeed complex and exquisite, but it can only trap the enemy but cannot cause any harm to the enemy.

The destructive power of the first generation is not weak, but that is only the purest physical damage brought by the accompanying force.

How can I defeat myself

Thinking of this, Jing Yi looked at the first generation calmly. Suddenly, there was a harmonica in his hand. He played the harmonica and a strange sound came out.

It was as if the girl was in extreme pain, wailing miserably in the sharpest and highest pitch.

The voice was filled with extremely strong resentment.

Countless children walked out from the vast black fog.

And Jingyi also began to be "deified".

Extreme release.

Jingwu entered this state when he was fighting Zero, and Jingyi also entered this state.

Along with the summoning of the pseudo-god body, Jing Yi decided to make a concerted effort to eliminate Old K with absolute overwhelming force.

When the first generation looked at those cold white-skinned children and saw them looking at him with sad eyes, he understood that these were the countless children who had died on the farm over the past seven hundred years.

These children seem to have retained their individual talents.

To deal with so many people in such a small space, no matter how well you use the spatial force... it is impossible to dodge them all.

The most important thing is that Jing Yi is still getting stronger.

All the children opened their mouths and let out strange screams, and the sound waves seemed to have some kind of mental corrosive power.

Even the first generation didn't know how many tricks Jing Yi had retained over the past seven hundred years.

He only knew that if he did not retreat, he would be corroded by the sound waves in a very short time.

The sound filled the entire space and no area was safe.

"I can use the same technique as time travel to constantly rewind my own state and ensure that I am not eroded by the sound waves."

"But Jingyi will never let me do this. No... He may have begun to block my perception of the power of time and space. His strength is still growing, and it has reached a level that I cannot reach."

"If we continue to fight like this, I will definitely lose."

The current situation is extremely critical, but the first generation used the power of time and space to create enough "thinking time" for himself.

Everything around him was in slow motion, and he himself slowed down as well, only the consciousness in his mind remained at the original speed.

He is a genius at fighting.

A genius is someone who can calmly find a way out of the impasse when faced with a desperate situation, and play his trump card when it is most needed!

"There is no blind spot in this attack. This is Jing Yi forcing me to retreat. If I retreat, the space-time barrier in front of the Denglin City Science and Technology Building will most likely be destroyed by Jing Yi."

"I only have one chance."

"Jingyi is arrogant now. Whether it's his judgment of my strength or his confidence in his own immortality, coupled with the mental attack of these 'dead children', even I think this battle is foolproof."

The golden threads that were originally wrapped around the first generation flashed in an instant and appeared around Jingyi.

Jing Yi played the harmonica, as if he was controlling countless children with the sound of the harmonica.

These children were also shouting, and their mental strength seemed to be strengthened by the bodies in the forbidden area of the farm.

The first generation even felt that he could see illusions in his eyes... and his perception of the force of time and space was also constantly weakening.

At this time, the first generation's fingers were shaking flexibly, like a Yanshi controlling a puppet.

Jing Yi intuitively felt that something was wrong.

Because he did not see the first generation dodging in a panic, but instead saw blood flowing from the first generation's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and forcibly withstanding the mental impact, doing something that he thought was very strange.

"No... something's wrong. Why isn't he hiding? There's no way he can't be aware of the effects of these sounds."

It is actually very simple to defeat the force of time and space. Jingyi has an extremely violent method - cutting off the force of time and space.

No matter how powerful your opponent's special move is, just make sure he can't use it.

And the cries of these children actually have an effect.

This effect is called "silence" in game terms.

Or it is also called skill seal.

Obviously the first generation has noticed this and seems to be racing against time.

Jing Yi admired the other party's sharpness, but still couldn't imagine what this ugly child could do with the power of time and space

Move yourself away? That's only a temporary solution, not a permanent one.

Jingyi didn't understand the first generation's motives.

In a battle between a cat and a tiger, how can the cat win

Unless the tiger arrogantly exposes its throat to the cat's sharp claws.

This almost never happens in nature.

But it can be performed in the confrontation between people.

For seven hundred years, Jing Yi has watched these "children". Each of them is gifted, but few of them can cross that line.

Old K got over it, but he just got over it.

It's too early to defeat him.

Only seven hundred years of imprisonment allowed the first generation to understand how to use the power of time and space to kill their opponents.

The cat has honed its claws and fangs to kill a tiger, but it hides them in its fur.

The moment the fierce tiger exposed its weakness with an arrogant attitude, its terrifying claws finally appeared!

Countless golden silk threads crisscrossed in an instant, weaving into a net.

The first generation's eyes became sharp in an instant. Even though tears and blood were flowing from his eyes, his gaze seemed to be able to pierce through all the black fog!

And this network continued to expand, and eventually turned into a cube formed by countless dense spaces.

Jing Yi didn't even have time to dodge before he was enveloped by the cubes.

His pupil shrank, and a strange feeling emerged, as if at this moment, his body was divided into countless areas...

The piano music suddenly stopped.

All the children stopped shouting angrily at this time.

"A reduced... reduced version of the space-time maze. I call it the Space-Time Slash, or... the Space-Time Cube."

The first generation slowly took off his mask, not because he was about to win, but because he couldn't hold back his mouthful of blood and spat it out.

His injuries were severe, and the sound waves directly penetrated his internal organs.

It even began to disrupt his perception of time and space.

Of course, Jingyi calculated accurately that the first generation could launch the attack. At his level, he could already prevent the opponent's moves from being launched at the source.

So at this time, he, like the first generation, was in a state of serious injury.

Yes, it was a trick of the first generation. The "magic cube" formed by those golden lines was like a miniature space-time maze.

But it is precisely because this maze is small that it becomes quite lethal.

At this time, Jing Yi was not dead, but was seriously injured.

His body has been divided into countless areas and spaces by fine lines condensed by the force of time and space.

Each space appears to be connected visually, such as fingers and palms, palms and wrists.

But in fact, these parts have been cut off from the sense of time and space, and are even in different time and space.

The first generation's brilliant ideas and powerful control over the force of time and space, which was accurate to the millimeter, allowed them to realize that this move seemed to have no threat, but in fact it was a super killing move that could instantly decompose a person into countless pieces.

Jingyi had to admit... If he hadn't used his mental power to hurt the first generation, causing problems with the release of his final space-time power... he might have died.

This is definitely the most lethal but least destructive move among all the moves he has ever seen.

If the opponent had used this move completely, perhaps he would have returned to the farm by now.

Black mist continued to emerge, and the immortal body could not be killed, but was separated in different time and space by the first generation using "threads".

The pseudo-god body tried to establish connection with other bodies, but found that there was no way to connect.

The space-time maze will eventually dissipate, and Jingyi will eventually recover.

but now…

He was unable to move. Before his divine body broke through the blockade of time and space and completed its reorganization, he seemed to have been cut into countless pieces of minced meat.

"Good trick, but it can't kill me. And your injuries are more serious than mine." Jing Yi couldn't say this out loud, it was just a thought in his mind.

Because his voice is also controlled by the Space-Time Cube in different time and space.

Jingyi was unwilling to admit that he and the first generation had a draw.

Even though he was definitely stronger than the other party, the other party used a hidden trump card to force an outcome in which both sides were seriously injured.

The first generation needs to re-establish the sensitivity to the force of time and space, and then activate time travel to return to the peak state.

And Jingyi's pseudo-god body also needs to break through the blockade of time and space again to complete the reorganization.

After Alpha and Jing Si, the two strongest people on both sides temporarily ended up in a tie.

It can even be said that if he had not encountered the Lord of Distortion and obtained the ability to summon a divine body, he would have been defeated.

But there are no ifs in this world, and the battle is not over.

The cutting of the pseudo-god body by the space-time maze... obviously won't last long.

Jingyi's eyes were full of teasing, as if he was saying:

"Although I can't do anything to you now, I will still win in the end."

What the two were competing for was simply who could recover first.

But it is obvious that the recovery speed of the immortal body is obviously faster than that of the first generation.

If the first generation can recover, then he can continue to use the time and space cube to completely imprison Jingyi.

On the contrary, Jingyi killed the first generation completely.

The golden line gradually dimmed, which meant that the twisted aura inside the pseudo-god's body had corroded the entire space-time cube.

Jing Yi, who was originally unable to move, actually twisted his fingers.

He gradually regained control of his body.

The first generation looked at this scene and had no more cards to play.

After all, he still underestimated the powerful recovery ability of this immortal body.

Jing Yi slowly twisted his neck and leaned forward little by little, trying to break free from the half-broken cage.

"Your life has entered the countdown."

He can even make sounds.

In just a few minutes, the situation that seemed to be a draw was reversed again.

The first generation closed his eyes, perhaps this space-time cube could still trap the opponent for a few tens of seconds.

But it all became meaningless.

He had died seven hundred years ago, so it wasn't a pity that he died.

But deep down I felt somewhat unwilling.

"I have left behind an enemy that is too powerful."

Jing Yi's existence is certainly not his responsibility, but he is just the kind of person who thinks that the subsequent disasters are all caused by his inability to turn the tide.

The first generation remembered Bai Yuan’s words.

"Why keep fighting for something that is destined to fail? Why don't you come with me to another world? Hahahaha, even though you're so ugly, maybe there are girls in that world who like you and are willing to have children with you?"

He doesn't regret his choice.

But... at the end of my life, I will more or less think of Bai Yuan and the dried fish.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Yu Gan... I think I really can't go back to see you."

Jing Yi's figure had already broken free from most of the cage, and the golden thread had been twisted and corroded into a dark curve.

Jing Yi could already feel that his strength had returned, and he didn't want to continue to worry.

This ugly child was the one he disliked the most among the several Ks.

But now he had to admit that the person who could use the power of time and space to imprison even the divine body was indeed a worthy opponent.

When it comes to opponents, you should eliminate them decisively without leaving any time for words.

The distorted aura directly broke through the space-time cube divided into countless grids and condensed into a slender hand!

Death comes.

Jingyi's hand pierced through the first generation's chest and directly grabbed the first generation's heart.

That strong heart was still beating, but it seemed that in the next moment, it would be crushed into a ball of exploding flesh and blood.

Jingyi really thought so...

But just when the first generation thought that death had come, and Jingyi also thought that he could kill the first generation...

He was exhausted.

The arm was twisted and condensed, and could no longer feel the beating of the heart, but that was not because the heart had really stopped beating.

Instead, those dull golden threads began to shine again.

The divine body that had been repaired with great difficulty was once again separated by the Space-Time Cube.

"Very good ability. I was wondering how I would defeat him if I were to appear on the field. Now I have solved it. You are worthy of being the best fighter among us."

In the golden vortex of time and space, a figure appeared behind Jing Yi.

A third person appeared on the battlefield.

He came silently, unlike the stunning glimpse he showed last time when he broke through the underworld.

This time, he was like an assassin, an assassin lurking in lies, waiting to deliver a fatal blow.

"Didn't I say we would see each other again? 'Father'".

(I don’t want to write anymore this year. I won’t update this book this year. I’m tired. The next update may be next year (dog head).)