"The world must applaud him and owe this person forever... In what mood did you write this script?" Jiang Baipingcuo shook his head and murmured in a low voice: "Paranoia and lust, like holding a torch, Go against the wind."
Advertise it to the whole world, personally promote a human being to the altar, let his name remain in the history, and in the eyes of pure CP musicians, I am afraid that he will be twisted into a twist on the bed and call true love invincible, but once the script is expanded to On the big proposition of human survival, I am afraid that no one can touch it.
This is not the play of the gods seeking pleasure, but his extreme insane paranoid love.
Wu Lan helped Jiang Baipingcuo, heard his whisper, and instantly understood the meaning of Huang Jiang's words. She knew that Ding Baiqing and Cen Jin were in a relationship, and vaguely guessed that Ding Baiqing's identity was inextricably linked with the gods, but Never associate the doomsday script with Ding Baiqing.
Who will tie the end of the world to Ding Paiqing
From last year's angels to today's Last Judgment Day, the time, place and cause of the disaster are very clear, and the source all points to the gods in Europe, what does it have to do with Ding Baiqing? What does it have to do with Cen Jin
On the day of the bombing of the Holy See, everyone saw with their own eyes that Ding Baiqing beat the European gods without a fight.
So how could it be possible to associate Ding Baiqing with the doomsday script
But think about it from another angle, if he knew the purpose of the European gods, the plan and time of the other party's annihilation, and if he had the ability to stop the European gods' annihilation plan, he could easily kill the European gods, but in order to achieve his lover pushed his lover To the throne of the hero of all mankind, while ignoring the outbreak of war, turning a blind eye to the earth full of sorrows, ignoring the casualties of former comrades and subordinates, just to fulfill his love and satisfy his script, it is really creepy.
Wu Lan felt shivering, although she knew that Ding Yiqing had no obligation to eradicate European gods and selflessly protect human beings. After all, he was a god, and it was not easy to stand on the side of human beings, but in her heart, she regarded Ding Yiqing as a teacher, because he and his companion Cen Jin It is unavoidable to feel chills to regard it as one's own camp because of the relationship.
"I can hear you guys talking." Cen Jin leaned on his side, his hair was a little long, and when the wind blew, a few strands of soft yellow hair were raised. He was wearing a close-fitting camouflage uniform and a pair of high-heeled military boots that complemented his legs. Extremely straight and slender.
No helmet but goggles, and a bulging black backpack on his back. His bare skin is very white. Against the contrast of his yellow hair, the whole person is particularly bright, like a fresh and bright watercolor painting.
Wu Lan couldn't help whistling and teasing: "If I didn't have an office romance, I would definitely chase you."
Cen Jin took off the goggles and put them on top of his head, revealing scarlet eyes and saying, "I thank you for your love."
Wu Lan laughed, while Jiang Bai Puntuo stared at his eyes for a long time, looking a little melancholy.
Cen Jin lowered his eyes, thought about it, and then said: "He is crazy about this matter, and other things don't matter, he has some innocuous little hobbies, although he is a fun person, but as far as the matter is concerned, he has never killed any ordinary human being. You can't criticize him just because he is capable."
Jiang Baipingcuo: "You are right, but you are also selfish."
Cen Jin raised his eyes: "It would be strange if I had no selfishness towards my lover."
Jiang Baipingcuo: "The avenue is ruthless, the avenue is simple, the avenue is the public, and the sage is selfless."
Cen Jin shrugged: "Fortunately, I'm not."
Jiang Bai Phuntsok: "All the prophecies of the prophets are there, and fate will not agree to let you go because of your willingness to resist."
Cen Jin stopped the bleeding for him, "If the broken arm is still there, maybe it can be connected by surgery." He released Jiang Baipingcuo's arm, raised his hand and waved, and the silently approaching beam was swept away. "Don't mention fate to me again. If it had a substance, it would have been strangled by me long ago, although I don't know why I get angry when the word 'destiny' is mentioned."
Jiang Baipingcuo: "Aren't you afraid that Ding Yiqing will deceive you?"
Cen Jin was surprised that Jiang Baipingcuo knew that Ding Baiqing was a god, and then thought about it, there were so many coincidences, it was hard to guess.
"You and Ding Yiqing have been teammates for many years, but you don't believe him?"
"He's been crazy for too long, has kept too many secrets, and is no longer a human being. It's hard for me to continue to trust him. Zhou Man said that the European gods want to devour the fruits of human faith and are committed to cultivating a 'Messiah', how can you be sure that Ding Baiqing is not Another 'Samuel' coveting fruit?"
Cen Jin looked back at Jiang Baipingcuo, his scarlet eyes were calm, and he sighed: "Why do you all think that I must be the 'saint' in the prophecy? Ding Baiqing is, the prophets and the gods of Canaan are, and so are you."
if not? Who else can meet the conditions of 'Saints Salvation' better than Cen Jin
Zhou Man, who came over, heard Cen Jin's words and became suspicious.
"Everyone is here?" Cen Jin swept through the surviving Transcendents and said in a low voice, "There are still a few usable cars in the city of Rome, or rob the empty ships of the Holy See army and leave Rome, Just leave it to me."
Zhou Man carried the wounded, and Wu Lanben also wanted to carry Jiang Bai Puncuo, but the latter refused, saying that he could move alone, so he carried other seriously injured superhumans.
Other extraordinary people knew Cen Jin's name and deeds, and this was the first time they saw a real person, and they all stared at him with novelty.
"Wow, real man."
"A little short, like an Oriental doll, it would be better if there were some freckles on the face."
"Don't substitute the weird European and American aesthetics for me, OK?"
"I want to touch it, and I want to watch it up close. Can we have a front-row audience? I have spare energy to be a broadcaster."
"It is well known that Westerners do not have the right to broadcast. This is me from China."
"We're all classmates, so why divide you and me?"
Cen Jin: "..." Can you not discuss how to divide pork in front of the parties
In the end, Jiang Baipingcuo waved his hand and said to leave, and everyone turned to leave. Facing the besieging Holy See army, the car carrying the extraordinary did not stop and drove forward slowly.
When they were two meters or one meter away from the Holy See army, the group of stubborn and desperate Holy See army suddenly separated, like Moses dividing the sea, making a way and watching them leave quietly.
The car was not driving fast, and the Holy See army seemed to watch the superhumans of the human camp leave with the highest courtesy. This scene made the supernormal people in the car feel quite uncomfortable. The last second was a life-and-death hostile relationship, and this second of peaceful coexistence made them Pity is born in the heart, and empathy is generated for the same human beings.
Zhou Man suddenly jumped out of the car, ran to Cen Jin and said to him: "Prophecy is just a way of conveying information, interpretation, process and results can actually have different forms of expression, and the difference between a single word is a new world.
I thought my prophecy was 'Saints save the world', Ding Baiqing's 'script' made me more sure that you are the 'savior', the 'script' of the European gods and the prophecies of the Canaanite gods also seemed to support my idea, but you There seems to be a different explanation-
No matter what the final manifestation of the prophecy is, you are an indispensable existence. Remember what I said, it is some information that I have investigated through prophecy: nothing is created out of nothing.
Buddhism, Taoism, Science... All the disciplines that have survived and are still in use today almost involve a core proposition, that is, where do things and the universe come from. To be honest, I myself have fallen into chaos, and I just think that maybe this is the 'the way of the saints' . "
Wu Lan and others urged Zhou Man, Jiang Bai Puncuo looked at this side with a peaceful expression.
Zhou Man spoke quickly: "A new world that leads the operation of all things needs the support of a brand new system. To maintain the operation of a system and make it stable, it needs a central fulcrum. This fulcrum is called 'Dao', or 'law'."
He turned around and ran, turned around and said to Cen Jin as he ran, "I'm sure you will understand."
Zhou Man jumped into the car, the driver accelerated the car, the car jumped over the deep pits and piles of gravel piled up on the ground, roared and rushed to the edge of the city, Samuel, who was staring at his fingers, raised his head, his left index finger bent, floating in mid-air The hazy beam of light slashed towards the speeding car like a thunderbolt.
Cen Jin raised his hand and waved an iron block on the side of the road to block the beam of light. The beam of light instantly split into several strands of light and scattered around. When he spoke, a dense beam of light was thrown at the car, and the sound of 'bang bang bang' shook in unison. With the sound, all the iron and steel bars flew up naked to form a steel city wall to resist the damage of the beam of light.
The steel hit by the beam of light was shattered into powder a second before, and new steel would be added the next second.
Samuel narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cen Jin, who was against him: "All the Holy See army obey the order and kill humans against the party at any cost!"
The silent Holy See army showed black eyes, like a robot controlled by a program, striding forward and running wildly, jumping among the ruins of high-rise buildings, trying their best to kill the extraordinary with the momentum of moths to the flames.
Cen Jin was silent, his lips were tightly pursed, the ten fingers that controlled the iron plate and steel bars by gravity pressed down the two tail fingers at this time, and the steel bars 'duh' penetrated the Holy See army in the opposite direction, and nailed their bodies to the ruins.
Killing dozens of Holy See troops in a row with a cold face, Cen Jin suddenly turned his head to look at Samuel: "Thousand Machines: Breaking the City Crossbow."
As the voice fell, the zipper of the backpack was opened, and a black iron cube with a side length of 20 cm floated out. It was quickly disassembled and reassembled into ten broken cities, which were fired at super high speed one after another, hitting Samuel directly.
Breaking the city's offensive is so strong that wherever it passes, the wind opens its way, and everything is destroyed. The angels guarding the gate, one after the other, are passed through and dragged hundreds of meters by the sharp arrows. Straight to Samuel's face.
Samuel extracted energy and turned it into a blade of light. He took two steps forward and slashed the city with one blow. When he reached the tenth slash, he turned his footsteps, turned sideways to avoid it, and then shouted loudly and slashed the city with one blow. When it split in half, the arrow's momentum broke in the middle and crashed into the ground protected by the formation, so it bounced back and wiped Samuel's cheek, leaving a thin bloodstain.
His fat fingers wiped away the bloodstains, and stuck out his tongue to lick it. The shadows crept up between his brows in an instant. He turned his head and stared at Cen Jin gloomily. The next moment his pupils contracted, and a large number of Vatican army self-destruction images were reflected in them.
It is not that he has never seen a large number of scenes of human suicide. He has committed massacres in various names countless times, and lured human beings to commit suicide by cult ideology.
Batch after batch of Holy See troops quickly cut open their brains and chests, crushed their hearts and crystals, taking advantage of the time when the European gods had no time to take care of them, like martyrs who lived to the death.
Chao hears the road, and it is okay to die in the evening.
But no one told them what to do if they pursued the wrong way? They can only be martyred by death to correct the wrong trajectory, and I hope it is not too late to wake up at this time.
The nearest archbishop's cheeks twitched, his head and heart were cut open, and he stared straight at Cen Jin and made a dull, bell-like sound: "We abandon our human identities, and are willing to become a pile of lifeless scraps, to our own. The same clan raised the battle flag, and it should be the result of the current situation."
He rolled his eyes, looked at Samuel, and suddenly burst into a strong hatred: "You are right, human beings are right! The god who defines the seven deadly sins to judge human beings is the master of sins! Fight against the gods with their own fragility and insignificance. The power and arrogance of human beings are the glory that human beings should pursue, which makes human beings stand out among millions of species on earth and become the only species that can fight against gods.”
With a puff, Samuel's beam of light cut off both of his arms, cut off half of his head, and cut it off in the middle. The two bodies crashed to the ground, raising a thick layer of dust.
The light in the archbishop's one eye gradually went out, and he said intermittently and imperceptibly: "The fight against the gods... should be the glory of my sacrifice, as a human being... should be my pride. Human... Human... will win!"
The corpses of the Holy See army and the remorse before the collective suicide came silently like a wave. In the passing car, the survivors looked back at the tomb-like Rome and looked at the martyrs, and they all felt the same way. Sadness.
From this unprecedented war to the shocking collective suicide in front of us, it is closely related to God, but looking back carefully, it seems that from beginning to end, it is just an evolution within human beings, from inner thoughts to outer flesh. The pursuit of spiritual beliefs and the pursuit of physical immortality are still a word for "seeking the way" in the final analysis.
On the other hand, the existence of gods seems to be just an external thrust to promote the earth-shaking reform of human beings.
"Seeking the Tao is the eternal destiny of mankind." Zhou Man said solemnly.
Wu Lan patted his shoulder for comfort.
Jiang Baipingcuo leaned on his seat, looked at the sword of Damocles above the sky, suddenly got up and leaned towards the window, staring in a certain direction.
Wu Lan wondered: "What are you looking at?"
Jiang Baipingcuo shook his head and said nothing.
Wu Lan: "Don't you know that Teacher Ding is a god?"
Jiang Baipingcuo: "He disappeared for nearly 20 years, and only reconnected in the last year."
Wu Lan: "So he was a god before, or did he only become a god in the past twenty years?"
Zhou Man said: "I met the big man thousands of years ago, and the Queen Mother of the West also knew him."
The people in the car were amazed when they heard the words, but they didn't notice the strange expression that Jiang Bai Puntuo flashed past.
In the Vatican Square at this time, Samuel stepped down from the church out of thin air, stood on the stone pillar in the center of St. Peter's Square, looked at Cen Jin, and suddenly laughed wildly: "—It's you! My old friend!"
Cen Jin spread out his palm, and all the broken cities shot out rose into the air, suddenly accelerated and absorbed into a pile, quickly disassembled and reassembled into a black, opaque, non-reflective cube, which slowly floated to the palm of his hand.
"We haven't met a few times in total, and our relationship is not very good. Don't post it casually. I can't be friends with anyone."
"Really?" Samuel's face showed a wicked smile, and the index finger knuckles against his throat, he said in a strange voice: "I am your saint, you are my strength, my support, please help me .My fortress, my refuge, my savior…”
With a piercing Jie Jie smirk, a bizarre picture appeared in front of Cen Jin's eyes. For a while, when he first met Ding Yiqing, he tried to make a pious confession to avoid death threats. The content of the confession was one of the passages in the Bible.
After a while, I saw a small church near the junior high school. There was an old pastor in the church, an old and thin pastor, what did he look like... I can't remember, once I started to dig out this memory, my temples would sting.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Samuel say: "Put it in the security room on the ground floor of the hotel, and the body will disappear automatically when it is dawn."
What's this
A very familiar sentence, where have you heard it
"The history of at least five thousand years of Western Europe is all in my mind, including some historical facts that have been dusted by the Holy See."
"!" Cen Jin remembered all the memories like lightning flashes in his mind, "Church priest, the fat security guard of the ghost hotel, the last carriage of the ghost train, the father of Blonde Leni! It's all you?!"
Samuel looked at Cen Jin with a smile.
Cen Jin: "You lurked by my side when I was very young, hypnotizing my memory and making me think that the pastor in the church was a thin old man, no wonder I felt a little discordant during the story meeting.
Why? Where did I deserve your attention at that time? Who pays attention to someone who doesn't exist? "
Samuel laughed out loud, walking around on the stone pillar with his bloated body, his smile suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Qian Wu above his head, and they all knew that there was a god above the clouds watching their battle.
"You are qualified to be the Messiah. We can share the beliefs of this planet together, and then step into the universe to find true eternal life. We can cooperate." Samuel's words were cadenced, like a eloquent negotiation. The expert turned from high-spirited persuasion and cooperation to gloomy: "But you refuse me every time. No matter how I seduce or persuade you, you refuse to believe in me, and you are as stubborn as a stinky stone."
Cen Jin vaguely remembered that every time the pastor in the church recited the Bible in his ear, it was just to persuade him to believe in God.
So he reported anonymously to the local police station many times.
"Where do you think I'm qualified to be the Messiah? Because of Ding Taiqing? No, you shouldn't know me at that time. Ding Taiqing may accidentally reveal my name, but I won't say my appearance, gender, address, not to mention at that time. Don't know where I am at all.
To put it back 10,000 steps, you came to me at that time because of Ding Baiqing. It is absolutely impossible to persuade gently, and it is impossible to give up easily if you fail to persuade. You will use various means to brainwash and threaten kidnapping... What is the best method? Just use what.
So, the Destiny Fragments? "
Write a question, a statement.
"When the Destiny Fragment mentions you, I suspect you are the 'Saint' in the prophecy." Samuel showed disgust when he mentioned the word 'Saint', apparently being somewhat sensitive to the 'Saint' who killed him in the prophecy . "So I went to you, but you're so—useless!"
Samuel dragged his voice in a long, exaggerated tone: "Do you know what you are like? Waste! A piece of garbage that no one would ever try to recycle! I actually wasted three years on your garbage!"
"Ah," Cen Jin said in a flat voice, without emotional ups and downs: "How are you feeling now? Is there a sense of frustration that you have invested in time and money but gave up halfway through and finally found out that this is a super big bull stock?"
The undulating tones and the expressionless mourning faces come together, mocking the max.
Samuel's face was extremely gloomy, and he did not reply directly to Cen Jin's words. He really regretted not killing Huang Mao, and he was glad that Huang Mao was not killed. This kind of conflicting mood was because he determined that Huang Mao was 'Messiah' and 'human beliefs'. After the 'fruit', into a more complicated situation.
This represents extreme danger, but also evolution.
Swallowing the 'fruit of human faith' will allow him to evolve, and he only needs to wait for the moment when the fruit ripens, but the moment when the fruit ripens also means that the prophecies of the Canaanite gods will come true, and he will die of the 'Saint' 'hand.
Samuel: "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp. I don't know if the strength has improved... From what you look like, the development of the brain field should remain the same, but the battery life will be longer, maybe an additional hour? Two hours?"
His eyes fell on the cube in Cen Jin's palm, and he asked curiously, "Xinwu?"
Cen Jin lowered his hand, the cube was suspended in front of his chest, and then changed into various weapons such as smashing, breaking the city, bronze swords and even heavy machine guns.
"It's called Qianji."
A weapon forged by Ding Yiqing himself.
"Remember it, it will slit your throat and chop your head off."
With a grasp of the void, Qianji turned into a long bronze sword, Cen Jin disappeared in place with a 'swish', teleported behind Samuel, held high the bronze long sword and slashed down, with a 'dang' sound, the formation on the entire stone pillar was inch by inch. Cracked, peeled off, cracks appeared in the tall column body, and Samuel appeared above the porch, facing Cen Jin who kept raising his sword to kill him, his eyes dimmed, and he stretched out his left and right hands on his chest, showing irregular edges. shape.
The energy gathered in the center of the prism to fill it, and then the two sides were pulled apart, dragging the blue transparent light energy in the prism to extend to both sides, forming a reduced version of the Vatican.
Samuel's right hand covered the top of the Vatican sand table, and countless silk-like blue light beams rose from the ground, and the end sank into every nerve and blood vessel of his fingertips.
"Do you know why I chose this day to destroy the world?"
Cen Jin stared at the sand table and felt dangerous: "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."
Samuel moved both hands on the sand table, and the silk-like beams of light loomed with the movement of his palms: "I agreed with Ding Baiqing's ban on fighting because he was afraid of his own strength and the two powerful weapons he possessed, but now I am not afraid, They defied the prohibition of war openly and slaughtered all human beings, do you know why?"
"Of course I still don't know, but I guess it has something to do with the beams of light all over the world - is that one of the forms of strong martial arts?"
"Smart! The gun of Longinus, also known as the gun of judgment, focuses on the word 'judgment'. The premise of judgment is original sin, so the first form is the angel of terror, and the second form is the gallows, that is, various Form of weapons of war.
The core of the trial is 'rules'. Without rules, what is the original sin
So its highest form is 'rule'.
Under the rules, all sentient beings are prisoners, and I am above the rules, I control the rules, make the rules, what a savior! What a supreme god! All must obey my rules! "
Samuel raised the corners of his mouth high, smiling like a V for Vendetta, strangely morbid and crazy: "You are within my rules now, I want Ding Taiqing to watch you die in front of him again!
But now, I am very angry, you have offended my majesty again and again, obviously I have tolerated you and forgiven you again and again, but why do you want to live up to my kindness? ! "
"So," Samuel stared at Cen Jin's eyes: "Kneel down! Until you break your kneecap!"