In the dead silence, Yuan Changqing's laughter came.
"What happened? Have you finally come to your senses?"
The old man admired the brutal scars of the giant beast and admired from the bottom of his heart: "Look at this picture of both jade and stone dying together. Isn't it very refreshing?"
"I just suddenly figured it out—"
The ferocious ape threw the broken sword aside, stared at the thousands of troops in front of him, turned back, and looked at the last city gate he wanted to guard.
War is finally coming.
It is immortal, and fifteen years later, it rose again - completely burning this country that should have been destroyed long ago.
Whether it is the so-called emperor or the blood of dragon veins.
It would be a mistake to prevent this day from coming, and no one knows this better than Mr. Hu himself.
Perhaps, fifteen years ago, he should have destroyed that thing, so that this barely surviving Cathay could usher in the ending it deserved.
Let the world flood.
In this way, Teacher and the others will not die, and I will not suffer for fifteen years.
Maybe he can choose to remain anonymous, maybe he can... find the woman who is still waiting for him, and escape from here with her, far away, into the dark world.
A piece of wasteland was opened there and a thatched house was erected.
In that kind of future, although there will still be some pain relief, compared to the boring life today, there is no doubt that it can be called "happy and contented".
Maybe he can stop forcing himself to be a hero.
For so many years, he has been thinking about another possibility, another life, another way to make up for his mistakes.
But it wasn't until this day came that he discovered that the mistake had long been irreversible.
When he opened the box in front of the emperor fifteen years ago, his fate could not be changed.
He was destined to have no possibility of atonement.
He can only live in this world, carrying a lifetime of pain and regret, wandering around and without redemption.
But now, facing the coming war, he did not feel the pain and hesitation he expected, but felt relieved.
It's like a prisoner coming to trial.
After this war, no matter which side wins, I'm afraid the old dynasty will disappear, right
His journey to the west was ultimately a failure.
After making sacrifices, losing everything, seizing the truth, and creating a wise king... After so many changes, the ending could not be changed.
Half a lifetime of pain, in exchange for a futile effort, is like a dream.
Now, the long dream has finally awakened.
So, on the battlefield, the bloody monster raised its head and faced the thousands of troops in front of it, and a smile appeared on its broken face.
Laughing so happily and cheerfully.
"Look, this is my unknown greatness, the future that will continue after sacrificing everything!"
Mr. Hu proudly spread his arms, showing his masterpiece to the enemies, looking down at them with proud eyes: "Just as you guessed...it was me who postponed this day for fifteen years! "
The expressions of Zhangsun Jigui and the others became gloomy.
"The civet cat replaced the prince fifteen years ago, and it was you..." His eyes were cold: "You are so complacent, don't you have no shame?"
"This is a mistake I made, but unfortunately, I am not ready to repent."
Facing the enemy, the cruel ape took another step and stood in front of them: "Since we are about to die, why do we act so willfully? Right?"
“…”
The eldest grandson Jigui fell silent and did not speak again.
There is no desire or idea to communicate anymore.
Like the collision of iron and stone, a roaring murderous intent was their only response. Underneath the terrifying movement that seemed to stop the world from moving, there was wanton and joyful laughter.
That's Mr. Hu.
Looking up to the sky and laughing.
After being unable to make amends, he did not learn to forgive the past, but chose not to repent.
—I’m afraid I’m already hopeless, right
For the sake of this country that should have been destroyed long ago, the teacher and junior brothers have all died, but they still haven't learned the lesson.
Still the same... so stupid!
Even though he has regretted it for so many years, he still wants to continue doing the wrong thing... The only thing that is gratifying is that this time, he is the only one who sacrifices for it.
Amidst the roar, the phantoms of countless palaces and castles emerged from the battlefield out of thin air, sealing him off. The shadow of the moon in the well towers high in the sky, casting the shadow of the city in the sky, sealing off the inside and outside.
Immediately afterwards, the giant spirit drew its sword and attacked the vicious ape.
The candle dragon roared, the earth cracked, and countless Yin beasts and ghosts crawled out from the darkness, converging into a gray-black tide, rushing wildly on the earth, as if the terrifying chill from under the Nine Yins was permeating the air.
In the black clouds, countless thunderbolts gathered together, and the thunder dragon screamed. From the clouds, one could faintly see the flash of matrix flowing under the countless violent electric lights. The slender and agile angry dragons ran above the sky, extending downwards and colliding with each other, causing a roar of friction between gold and iron.
In the deepest part of the etheric realm, the huge phantom of the Celestial City casts a huge gravitational force downwards, relying on the chains, as if the entire "weight" of the Celestial City is placed on it.
It was the manifestation of divine punishment from the mortal world, a chain capable of binding gods and natural disasters.
In an instant, the ferocious ape was enveloped by the chains of thunder, bound layer by layer. Then, the phantom of the palace in the well was quickly stared at, forming a hundred-foot high platform. On the high platform, billions of natures interfered one after another like stars exploding, creating an overlord. The desperate situation is tens of millions times more than that in the black area.
Thousands of giant spirits pulled at the Chains of Heaven's Punishment and pulled the Disaster Ape onto the high platform.
The tide of Yin beasts gathered into a boiling ocean, and countless palms stretched out from it - those slender and strange arms were so illusory that they had no entity at all, but every time they touched, they continued to plunder the power of the vicious ape, as if The dead long for life like that.
Under the abyss-like suction, Hanuman's shadow collapsed inch by inch, revealing the heavily restrained host inside.
First the Immortal Binding Lock, then the Immortal Exile Platform, and then the Nine Yin Pond. At the end, Yuan Changqing sighed, closed his eyes, and the majestic iron armor emerged from his body, stepping on the steps, and climbed up to the high platform step by step.
Under the blessing of Tianshang City, the Chunjun Sword quickly transformed and was covered in a scarlet that was so rich that it could not be melted away, and the murderous intent of the world converged into a thread.
—Dragon-slaying sword.
"I originally wanted to have a big fight with you, but unfortunately, you didn't give me a chance..."
He lowered his head and looked down at the prisoner bound to the guillotine, his eyes pity and regret: "Is there anything else you want to say? Anything is fine, there must be a last word."
In the shackles, Mr. Hu was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked softly: "Everything I did was wrong, right?"
"maybe."
Yuan Changqing replied calmly: "But who in this world dares to say that he is right?"
"yes."
Mr. Hu lowered his head: "No matter whether it is correct or not, someone has to do it, right? Even if there is a flood..."
"This is exactly what we should do."
Yuan Changqing nodded, his eyes becoming more and more regretful.
-With such a strong character, why can't you have a fun battle with him
Mr. Hu said no more and just closed his eyes.
For some reason, fifteen years later, he once again remembered his teacher's face before he died.
The old man was not angry or surprised, or even resisted.
Just looking at the sword blade piercing his chest, he smiled, and then used his last strength to hug him.
"little monkey… "
The old man who turned into a monster whispered softly, "From now on, it will be all your fault."
This was his final farewell.
But why didn't he understand earlier
"When you grow up, you will inherit my—"
That was undoubtedly the last expectation that the teacher had placed on them, "You will become the people who support this country and become a hero far beyond me."
Yes, one day, I will die.
And you will inherit my faith, my strength and my... mistakes!
Tomorrow you will be far better than I am today, transcending my limitations, facing this cruel world, and choosing to maintain this evil result, or revise it all.
Go be... a hero!
"Well, just leave it to me."
This is the response after fifteen years.
He murmured softly and bowed his head deeply.
Although he was already in such an embarrassing situation, his heart was filled with incredible joy, which made him unable to help but burst into tears.
Amidst the roar of heaven and earth, murderous intent condensed into a thread, and the end had come.
"farewell."
Amidst the chilling melody, Yuan Changqing raised his dragon-slaying sword and said his final goodbye: "It is my honor to kill you."
Mr. Hu laughed and looked up at the sky.
"...Teacher, please look at me in the sky."
Maybe everything he did was in vain.
Perhaps sacrificing everything will only lead to one mistake.
But even so, someone must make a choice for this world.
If it is wrong, then use new errors to correct the errors, and then use errors to overturn the errors.
Among the endless mistakes, life will disappear, war and peace will alternate, heroes will emerge and be overthrown, the earth, the sky, the world, everything will be changed.
But mistakes will never end, even if they are far from "correct".
As long as this mistake is passed on, one day we will be able to reach the correct future!
This is what it means to be a hero.
"I want... - to be a hero!"
At that moment, in the deepest part of his eyes, the final seal - "Tai Shang" was opened.
So, the unparalleled hero arrives!
…
The howling world suddenly came to a standstill under the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
In those eyes that turned into burning gold, the trajectory of the dragon-slaying sword stopped abruptly.
A sharp and distant sound sounded, soaring into the sky, followed closely by the sound of drums and gold and iron colliding, creating a sonorous sound.
The melody that seemed to contain determination and pathos spread in all directions. Under the Immortal Binding Locks, the chains intertwined with thunder began to tremble violently, and they could no longer suppress the terrifying power emerging from the body.
In the Nine Yin Pond, countless darkness boiled and screamed, and more and more blazing light rose from the deepest part of the abyss, piercing the darkness like a sword and rising into the sky.
Until the end, the ghosts of all ghosts and beasts evaporated in the screams.
In the ocean of light, countless music theories are intertwined, extending from Mr. Hu's body, and the alchemical matrix engraved on the bones under the flesh and blood lights up section by section.
It was like the fire that forged the heaven and earth rushed through his blood, burning his flesh and limbs, completely evaporating all mortal parts, and replacing them with a brilliant outline that could not be looked directly at.
This is Taichangqing's last masterpiece - the Supreme Seal!
Use natural disasters as the source, burn everything in the ferocious ape, and then give mortals unparalleled power and flames. Use fate as a hammer and grief as a felt to forge it into a container of miracles!
The spiritual platform is a square inch, with the seven stars of the slanting moon, and countless ideas flowing from the flames. In the end, after everything is gathered together, an element is forged that is so dazzling that one cannot look directly at it.
-"hero"!
Here comes the hero.
Under the terrifying impact, the head of the Tianren family quickly retreated with a gloomy expression, but Yuan Changqing's expression turned into one of surprise.
"Yes! This is right! This is so happy!"
He couldn't help but laugh, ecstatically, gripping the Chunjun Sword, bathing in the high temperature that could evaporate all matter, and strode towards the enemy who was gradually rising in the flames.
The iron-like eyes were full of expectations that were no longer human.
"Sure enough, Bai Heng's promise to me was not wrong! You are the opponent who can make me fight... Come on! Come on! I have been waiting for this day for twenty years!"
He laughed wildly like a wild beast, slashed the sword blade, tore through the thunder and fire, and broke into the flames. The sword light flowed, penetrating through eight thousand worlds in an instant, and thrusting towards the enemy.
At that moment, the Immortal Binding Lock shattered inch by inch, the golden armor emerged from the flames, and the colorful streams of light intertwined into clouds and fell from the sky.
After burning through the natural disaster and everything he had, the man who finally became a hero raised his head. In his hands, the void gravity gathered into a beam, extending forward, and the terrifying power that made the world distort and wail swayed out.
No music theory, no elements, no ether.
Just pure power!
Total...one hundred and eight thousand six hundred and forty-one pounds!
A hurricane started out of thin air.
The earth shook like water waves, and flames rose into the sky, illuminating the gray sky and earth.
Amidst the roar, Yuan Changqing flew out upside down. One arm was shattered inch by inch, and then quickly healed. Scarlet blood seeped out of the pores all over his body, making him look like an evil ghost.
But his face was so happy, and there was no resentment in his eyes, but full of... joy and gratitude. There was no fear of the enemy's power, but he responded with more excitement!
"what is that?"
The faces of the princes behind the formation were pale. After witnessing the power that was so terrifying that even monsters could not match it, they began to doubt the world.
"That's a hero."
Bai Heng admired this scene with a smile, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "It seems that the legend is probably true. Taichang Qing dug out ancient relics from under Luojia Mountain. It is said that they are ancient relics." The heavenly being nailed it into the seabed to stabilize the tsunami."
He paused, meditated for a moment, and then said the name of the thing.
"—Supermassive Tidal Brake Valve."