The coast of Daxia.
The salty sea breeze blew through the empty city. On the top of a high-rise building along the coast, a figure covered in muddy cassock was calmly looking at the sea in the distance.
A helicopter stopped behind him, and several figures in dark red cloaks stood behind him. They were also looking at the horizon in the distance, sweat dripping from their nervous hands...
"Mr. Destiny, is this really possible?" A night watchman couldn't help but ask, "That's the [Chaos] of Fate..."
"So what about Fu Xing's [Chaos]?" Monk Fate said calmly, "As long as there is a theoretical possibility of killing him, I can infinitely amplify this possibility... Even the leader of the Ke family is no exception."
"Now, what is the probability that we can kill [Chaos]?"
The fateful monk paused for a moment,
"Eighty percent."
"Eighty percent?" Several night watchmen were surprised. This possibility was already quite high. "The [Demon] team, the agent of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the Ancestral God who has not yet recovered... these three together, there is actually 80% chance." Can the probability of killing [Chaos] be exceeded?”
"The [Original Ancestral Formation] is our only knife that can kill [Chaos] at present; the [Demon] team is the 'bait' to make him relax his vigilance; the agents of the Twelve Golden Immortals are used to hide the knife The 'sheath'... The most important among these links is Su Zhe holding the 'sword'."
The fateful monk said calmly, "Now, [Devil] has sacrificed his life, Su Zhe holds the handle of the knife, and the scabbard protects the blade... If [Chaos] can't be killed like this, then we can only accept our fate."
One of the night watchmen hesitated for a moment and then said:
"But I don't understand... You can obviously let Su Zhe start a live broadcast to seduce [Chaos], so why go to all the trouble to force Su Zhe away? Let the [Demon] team sacrifice? This is completely meaningless..."
The fateful monk glanced at him and spoke slowly:
"Let me ask you... what is the most terrifying ability of [Chaos]?"
The night watchman was stunned.
"It's insight into people's hearts." Monk Fate said calmly,
"[Chaos] can easily see through a person's emotional fluctuations, whether he is lying, concealing, or showing off... Human emotions are just pale and superficial playthings to him. He can guess the other person's heart with just one look. What are you thinking about.
Su Zhe is very talented. He and Fang Mo are important elements in this plan that no one can replace. The difference between him and Fang Mo is that Fang Mo knows what he is pursuing, but Su Zhe does not know...
If Su Zhe was given the task of trapping [Chaos] alone from the beginning, with his character, even if he barely overcomes the fear in his heart and dares to challenge [Chaos], how effective would he be
And if Su Zhe, who had just lost his teammates and relatives, spontaneously wanted to kill his enemy with his own hands, which one do you think [Chaos] would trust more
Therefore, the best way is not to let them 'perform', but to let them truly release their emotions... Only in this way is the best 'bait' that can make [Chaos] let down its guard.
We only have one chance... So, [Devil] must take the risk. "
Everyone looked at the sea in the distance and fell into silence.
In this trap to slay [Chaos], the most important thing is not the original ancestral formation, nor the twelve golden immortals... but the [Demon] team.
If [Chaos] cannot completely let down its guard and enter the game, then no matter how many trump cards there are, it will be useless. Whether it is Su Zhe or Lu Baoyou, every member of the [Demon] team will be able to defeat him little by little. Chaos]The pusher pushing into the endless abyss...
And the cost of promoting all this is their own lives.
"Mr. Fate, a message came back from the Huaihai City Shelter..." At this moment, a figure walked up to Monk Fate and whispered something, and the latter's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Look... do you still need to bring it here?" the figure asked.
The fateful monk stared at the sea in the distance and nodded, "Bring them here... We have done everything we can, and the rest depends on their fate."
"yes."
As the figure left, a sudden bright light flashed across the sky!
boom! !
Suddenly, a beam of incandescent light rose from the horizon, breaking through the sky and extending into the deep sky!
The fateful monk's face condensed and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Success or failure depends on this."
…
Ancestral Temple.
The incandescent light soared into the sky and quickly engulfed the magnificent stone city and the sea.
Lu Baoyou and Su Zhe were like two electric lights piercing the void, quickly trying to escape from the scope of the incandescent light. The aftermath of the milky white halo swept across the sky and the earth, and the ancient pressure crazily overflowed from the hole!
But even so, compared with the rapidly expanding incandescent light, their speed was still as slow as ants. A wave of aftermath swept across their bodies, and they suddenly fell into the sea like a kite with a broken string!
Stab!
At the same time, the screen of the mobile phone held by Lu Baoyou went black, and then a ball of sparks bloomed from the battery!
As soon as Lu Baoyou released his palm, his phone burned into a ball of fire in mid-air, but he had no time to pay attention to this at the moment. A sharp pain came from all over his body, and his vision went dark before he fell into the sea.
The incandescent light that extended into the universe burned for dozens of seconds before dissipating little by little. Countless broken stones fell from the sky, and a big black hole was burned into the sky!
Su Zhe stuck his head out from the sea with difficulty, his orifices were soaked in blood. He flailed the surrounding seawater with his hands, finally grabbed a floating fragment of the ancestral temple, and climbed onto it.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
He rubbed his blood-stained eyes, immediately looked around, and shouted:
"Lu Baoyou! Lu Baoyou!! Where are you??"
After being swept away by the aftermath, Su Zhe felt as if he had been thrown into a drum washing machine. His internal organs were displaced one after another, and severe pain spread from all parts of his body... In addition, the picture in front of him was very blurry. You have to squint your eyes hard to see something clearly? It must be that your vision is also damaged.
He called for a long time, and finally there was a splashing sound from the sea not far away. Su Zhe immediately put his palm into the sea water, and a sonic boom was released from his palm, and he quickly approached there with the fragment of the Ancestral Temple.
He grabbed Lu Baoyou's palm with one hand, reluctantly pulled it to the fragments, squinted his eyes and shouted:
"How's it going? Are you okay? Are you still alive?!"
"Cough cough cough cough..." Lu Baoyou lay flat on the debris and had turned into a bloody man. He coughed weakly, his blood-colored eyes kept shrinking and spreading, and his brows wrinkled tighter and tighter...
I don't know how long it took before he spoke hoarsely:
"I seem to...can't see."