The god of death Hela was slightly surprised, and retracted the iron pipe that was about to move: "It actually came in, should it be said that it is a human being chosen by fate?"
Ding Baiqing opened and closed his mouth a few times, but he couldn't make a sound, his eyes were bloodshot, his pale cheeks were covered with blood, patches of gray dust on his clothes, his hair was messy, and he was in a state of embarrassment. The beautiful and gleaming Ding Yiqing has turned.
Huang Mao's attention was focused on the question of who [□□De Sister] was one second, and the next second, it shifted to Ding Baiqing, who was lost.
Ding Paiqing was stunned, looking at the white skeleton in the glass cabin, looking a little pitiful, as if he did not accept that his lover who was still alive and kicking a few minutes ago suddenly turned into this white skeleton. I do not accept the extreme pulling in my heart, and the tearing makes my heart extremely painful.
He stumbled and stumbled over, and when he passed by Hela, the God of Death, he suddenly attacked. His eyes were fierce like a ghost, and he burst out with extreme hatred. The maliciousness that was as violent as the waves of the sea even made Hela the God of Death feel frightened.
The extraordinary art of devouring erupted wildly, devouring without limit and restraint, the ability of gods, the equipment of spiritual pollution and mechanical jellyfish, steel and metal... all tangible and intangible things were decomposed at an extremely fast speed.
When it swelled to an unbearable level, Ding Yiqing automatically upgraded his phagocytosis ability, from decomposing to nothing to deprivation for his own use.
Hela, the god of death, felt that the ability that belonged to him had been deprived. Although it was not the most important thing, it could add up to a lot. fly.
He twitched his fingers again, and several iron pipes penetrated the floor like flexible poisonous snakes. When the dust disappeared, Ding Baiqing was nowhere to be seen.
Hela, the god of death, took two steps forward, looking for Ding Baiqing, but heard the sound of glass breaking from the right rear. Looking back, Ding Baiqing's knife split the glass cabin, holding Cen Jin's skeleton in his arms.
He raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, and blood was oozing out, like an evil ghost, like an abyss, the murderous gas turned into a real scream, and the death god Hela's long hair suddenly rose, a scar appeared on his cheek, and blood dripped down.
He wiped the wound and looked at the blood on his fingertips: "The potential is really scary." She frowned and muttered to herself: "Unfortunately, I need you to do something for me... I really found myself a great one. Trouble. Forget it, if there is a loss, there will be a gain."
The god of death Hela raised her eyes and slowly pulled out a sinister smile: "I'll wait for you to come to me, Ding Baiqing."
After saying that, her eyes and pupils returned to normal in an instant, and Maria's consciousness returned. She stared at the scene in shock, touched Ding Baiqing's terrifying gaze, and turned and ran away in fright.
However, after only running about ten meters, a Tang knife penetrated his chest and fell to the ground.
Ding Baiqing stared coldly at the void for a long time, and slowly buried his face into the dry bones in his arms: "You said you could find a way to break the game, you said you would survive, how could you lie to me?"
The sound was very soft, and in this vast space, not even a single echo could be aroused.
The mechanical jellyfish glowed with icy silver light, gray in all directions, and the only bright color was a person and a white bone hugging each other on the ground.
Destiny was captured and strangled, the World Tree became a cage, collapsed in an instant, the area visibly shrunk, and the boundless space was instantly folded into darkness that could not be seen, leaving only the huge, silver-white mechanical jellyfish, as if it was a huge black A boat on the sea.
The dense fog is all over, and the mechanical jellyfish are entangled in strands, such as Princess Aurora's castle. When she is under the Sleeping Charm, thorns are overgrown, covering the kingdom and the castle, and sinking in the abyss.
The space was still, and the time also stopped. I don't know how long it took, Ding Baiqing moved his fingers, picked up Cen Jin's corpse and came to the corpse of Maria, who had rotted into white bones, stared silently for a while, stepped on it, the bones All crushed.
Kicked the door, set out forward, passed through the spaces where the glass cabins were stored, and came to a gray-white metal spiral staircase, kept going up, walked hundreds of steps and finally came to the core area of the mechanical jellyfish.
The core area is a metal space of about 200 square meters. The whole body is gray and white. Inside, black squares about two meters high are erected neatly and orderly. It looks like a large computer in the computer room. Dry ice and fog.
"Come out." Ding Baiqing stood in the middle of the core area and spoke with his head lowered.
There was silence, and no one responded.
Ding Baiqing seemed to be talking to himself: "When the ghost ship was there, you were also in it, you should be parasitizing someone's body, so we didn't find any abnormality... So the way you appeared is parasitic, or in other words, the way you live now is parasitic.
Thousands of years of human beings of all kinds are your parasitic containers, someone who encouraged pirates to go out to sea in the Viking period, a stranger who suddenly appeared to tempt the townspeople to find the keel, someone who lured Leadman to make bone soup, including Parasitized Maria... You never show your true face, it's not because of fear, but because you have no form. "
"Now the world tree has collapsed, and only the mechanical jellyfish is left. The bones cannot be parasitized. Only me and the mechanical jellyfish can be parasitized, so you have been hiding in the core area."
Still quiet.
"If you don't make a sound, I will destroy the mechanical jellyfish at all costs."
After a few sizzles, a human-shaped light and shadow of unknown gender appeared in the middle of the two-meter-high black square. His eyes were silver-white, and his pupils were black double rings, staring at Ding Baiqing quietly.
"Tell me, how to resurrect Cen Jin?"
"Do you know what these black squares are?" Death God Hela answered nonchalantly.
Ding Yiqing couldn't answer, and Hela, the god of death, didn't expect to get an answer from him, so he asked himself: "It's the data recorded in the Spin of Fate. It first appeared in the shape of a spindle, then the trunk of the World Tree, and then It’s a book again, and now it’s in the form of a computer, and what form it will take in the future may depend on how far human civilization can develop.”
"The power is in your hands."
And he had deceived them before, and the power was in the hands of fate.
"You are not deceived, and the strong force is indeed controlled by fate." Hela, the god of death, saw what Ding Yiqing was thinking, and said, "But there is more than one fate."
Ding Baiqing looked back, his expression and eyes were unwavering, and he seemed to have guessed it long ago: "The Trinity, the past, the present and the future. The fate of being imprisoned and killed is cruel and crazy, it is the one who controls the future. God can't catch him. , All beings cannot grasp the past and the future, but He is in front of you, knows your existence, and can never touch each other, so He is the future, and you are one of the present and the past."
"what are you?"
"Death, Hela."
Ding Baiqing's pupils shrank sharply.
"Fate is like a parasite. Steel, humans, elves, and even giants and gods can easily complete parasites and then plunder—" God of Death Hela changed the conversation: "Can you guess that fate lives on parasites, don't you think? Couldn't you have guessed that Hela, the god of death in the literature, was also parasitized?"
The light and shadow were projected in front of Ding Baiqing, and he reached out and tried to touch Cen Jin's corpse.
Death God Hela took a step back: "I don't touch your treasure."
Ding Baiqing's eyes were gloomy and depressed, and his tone became more serious: "Why, save him!"
God of Death Hela shook his head: "I have no way to come back from the dead, even gods can't escape the cycle of life and death."
Ding Baiqing stared at Hela, the god of death, and after a while, he lowered his eyes and said, "Then you all die."
Death God Hela: "Arrogant. You can't even get out of the World Tree."
Ding Baiqing: "Death is immortal and dies at the end of time."
The sneer in Hela's eyes froze instantly, listening to Ding Baiqing's calm but irreversible threat: "The fate attached to me is the capital of my arrogance, and it is also the capital that you gave me to threaten you with your own hands. , isn't it?"
Hela, the god of death, turned around abruptly, jumped onto the black chassis and sat down, overlooking Ding Baiqing below.
On the surface, this human appears to be in a state of embarrassment, intact, with an active mind and can guess a lot of secrets from clues. Can drive him crazy.
"Indeed." Death God Hela raised her palm to cover her eyes, and the pupils with black double rings interlocked into a swirl pattern: "In the long years, I have imagined 110,000 ways to kill you, but without you, There will be others.
The minutiae of destiny can be changed, but its forward journey does not stand still, and the destination cannot be easily changed. "
He speaks like a mystery, and listens like nonsense to express his heart, but Ding Baiqing did not let go of any word, wrote down all of them and chewed them carefully, trying to find a way to check and balance and counter-kill.
"There is no way to come back from the dead, at least I don't. The ancient Egyptian god of the underworld Osiris' book of the dead may be able to resurrect him, but the Egyptian gods have long disappeared in the long river of history, and they are all the gods of all regions and camps in the world by default. Fallen. I also want to find the Book of the Dead and resurrect the Nordic gods, but unfortunately I have been disappointed again and again."
"Can it be saved or not?"
"I'm really impatient." Hela, the god of death, sneered with the corners of his lips raised: "The fate paper did not write the ending of his mortal death. It belongs to the details and can be changed. As long as the time on him is modified, he will be free from the edge of the rules of the universe. come back to life.”
"How to change the time on Cen Jin?"
Death God Hela: "I can't do it, but fate can do it. You can ask him to agree to your conditions. He needs a mad dog and a dragon-slaying knife. You are the sharp blade he picked out. If you give a little sweetness, you should not would refuse, but—"
"but what?"
Hela, the god of death, suddenly jumped to Ding Baiqing and got very close. The silver-white swirl pupils were like cosmic nebulae, and the pilgrims with great desire and hope were involved in the script.
"But he has no future!"
"That is the fate of the past, time is always slower than others, everyone is moving forward, only he is always walking in the past time, but this is not bothering you, after all, when you take over the fate When an olive branch is thrown, you too can have the past."
"I'm stupid and don't quite understand what you mean."
The god of death Hela smiled and pulled out his eyes, held Ding Baiqing's head firmly, and stuffed the silver-white metal object into Ding Baiqing's eyes: "The god of destiny named 'past' □ □ □ De in the Ragnarok of the Gods In the future, I was tempted to steal the Spring of Virtue with the benefit of prophesying the future and helping the giants win the war.
After the incident, he asked me to drink the spring water of Destiny and return to the palace of the God of Destiny after refining the army of undead. I wanted to fight back, but I was parasitized by Desire the moment I drank the spring water.
The God of Destiny named 'Future' saw Ragnarok and did not stop it, but also intervened in fate and pushed fate, making Ragnarok come earlier.
And the purpose of what they did is to eradicate the gods of the earth, of course, this is for the surface purpose of... See, the God of Destiny, who has survived for tens of thousands or even millions of years, has already rebelled in the long and boring years.
After so many years of lingering parasitic life, I can only figure out their ambition derived from their mutiny: freedom. "
"As long as you have ambition and desire, you can become a flaw. You can hold their ambitions and use them in turn to achieve what you want. You are the sword chosen by the future, and He will see it in the future. you, and your lover.
It's a pity that it was picked up by Germany.
If it is not picked up, there will be no Ragnarok and Doomsday of the gods in the past, so this is fate, and even the god of fate will inevitably become a part of fate. "
What's the meaning
Ding Baiqing tried to grasp the reason in the burning pain and tried to think about the word and the hidden information in each sentence, but the pain radiated from the eyes to the limbs and bones, and even the moment when the flesh was opened, he could hear it clearly. The sound of the blood vessels rushing can feel the brain beating at an ultra-high frequency.
Even so, he didn't let go of Cen Jin.
He can't speak, can't make a sound, like fish on a chopping board, being slaughtered by others.
What happened to them in these days, which one did not say that their human beings were arbitrarily slaughtered and played with fish
Cen Jin's fate is to be arranged when it is said to be arranged, and to be killed when it is said to be killed. There is not even a chance to appeal, let alone resistance
Forced by fate to make a choice, seeing with his own eyes Cen Jin was taken away and he couldn't even move a finger, talking about resurrecting Cen Jin and taking revenge on the gods above them, he was just using what they gave him. Destiny and actively accepting their manipulation will have the opportunity to negotiate on an equal footing.
Never had a moment told him so clearly how weak and powerless he was.
The flames of hatred and unwillingness burned in my heart, so strong that it overwhelmed the pain.
Death God Hela's hand was facing down, grabbing Ding Baiqing's neck fiercely, and said viciously: "You are also my enemy! Mad dog!"
He threw it out, and the space added gravity and smashed it down. Ding Baiqing's internal organs were severely hit, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood, but the bones in his arms were well protected.
Hela, the god of death, looked at Ding Baiqing, who was curled up on the ground, with two empty and black eye sockets, his expression pulling back and forth between pleasure and the overall situation, like a pervert.
"The lesser of two powers, I must resist the urge to kill you. The gods are destined to perish, but I will bite his throat with my last breath and tear him into the tombs of the gods!"
"I gave you my 'nuclear', from now on, you are the new death!"
"Among the gods of each camp, only the god of death cannot be deceived!"
"The previous gods of death of the gods have made killing their fate as their responsibility—"
"Ding Baiqing, kill fate."
Ding Baiqing suffered extreme pain that has never been seen in the world, and was refined into the level of a god with the weak body, soul and spirit of human beings. sound.
The two black holes on Guangying's face were gradually filled with normal eyeballs, and emotions gradually appeared in the inorganic eyeballs. His eyes flowed and his spirits were high. He was quite surprised to see Ding Yiqing's change. .
"The 'nucleus' of the god of death is gone? Strange, will it automatically recognize the master? The choice of fate... Why choose a human to become the god of death?"
Light and shadow, that is, controlling the destiny of the 'past', he observed Ding Baiqing's distortion in doubt. Although the fate of his destiny was under his control, it was not clear why Ding Baiqing became a god of death, which still made him fearful.
□□De stretched out his hand, trying to catch Ding Baiqing to complete the parasitism, but was suddenly whipped to the arm by a bone arm, and was startled, thinking that his 'sister' was not completely dead.
Immediately frowning, both unhappy and wistful, after all, it used to be a relationship of living together and dying together, which is far more intimate and deeper than the relationship in human society based on blood as the hub.
□□De looked at the bones for a long time, trying to crush the bones into powder with gravity, just as he moved, he saw Ding Baiqing, who was tortured by the severe pain, suddenly raised his head, the silver-white eyes and the black pupils with the two rings were like ghosts. the depths of the universe.
Accidentally, he was shocked, and he realized that it was a good time to parasitize.
The majestic and vast spiritual pollution was trapped by heavy steel and metal as soon as it stretched out its tentacles, and Düd let out a howl like a beast and attacked Ding Baiqing's brain like a madman.
A layer of metal and steel cages was broken open, and a new layer of metal cages rose from the ground. As many cages as he destroyed, as many cages reappeared, just like he worked so hard to plan such a good script and successfully strangle fate, Also trapped in an endless cage.
"Ding Baiqing!!"
"Want to die with me? You can't trap me." After the initial panic, Dade quickly calmed down and persuaded Ding Baiqing: "Trust me, accept me, and I will make you a supreme god.
If you insist on resisting and attacking, you will be the one who will die in the end, and I will spend dozens or hundreds of years to find another parasite, and there will be no loss. "
But I heard Ding Baiqing say, "Is it definitely me who died?"
"certainly."
"What if I don't believe it?"
□□ German chokes.
Ding Yiqing laughed softly: "I want you to die."
Soft-spoken, but madly cruel and merciless when he strikes The never-ending mad dog.
□□De whispered a curse: "I should have been wary of this mad dog!"
Ding Yiqing nodded and agreed: "I'm a mad dog, even if I didn't kill you, I would also bring the deadly rabies virus." He hugged Cen Jin's corpse intimately, and smiled especially grimly: "You must die!"
□□De was shocked and angry, and swallowed his breath: "What do you want?"
Ding Yiqing was silent for a moment: "Resurrect Cen Jin and let his timeline go back to the past."
"Impossible! Don't go too far!" Dean angrily refused, and then he was alert: "No, who told you this way to come back from the dead?"
Ding Baiqing: "You really can do it."
Got caught up.
□□De's train of thought was led astray, thinking that Ding Baiqing's random temptation had to persuade him: "His death is worthwhile, if he survives, do you know what the price I have to pay?"
"It has something to do with me?"
"!" □□De was very angry, and he was so anxious that he tried to attack Ding Baiqing again.
"What kind of price is higher than your life? Although I don't know what you planned all this for, but I finally saw the dawn of victory, because one person, one life, once returned to the liberation, I don't think it's a pity ?"
□□De sneered, and was soon attacked by Ding Yiqing with perseverance.
Even if such a fatal attack can finally escape, thousands of years of hard planning will be in vain. Compared with this, it is obviously less risky to resurrect Cen Jin.
It's just that he was upset by being coerced and coerced like this, and the resurrection Cen Jin didn't know if he added another variable. Unfortunately, he couldn't see the future, he couldn't foresee it, otherwise he would be sure to control the variable.
The moving cage turned into a metal light cannon and aimed at D. De. When Ding Baiqing launched, D. De hurriedly stopped: "Wait!"
Ding Paiqing did not listen.
□□De: "Enough! I agree to resurrect Cen Jin and let him go back to the time line in the past—" Wait, the fate paper did not say Cen Jin's life and death, but said he was 'forever forgotten', could it be this time? thing
But the timeline that exists in the past has no present and future, but it cannot be forgotten... Perhaps the 'past' itself is easily forgotten.
With such self-justification, □□De carefully dealt with every variable, for fear of falling into the trap of fate accidentally.
They are the gods of fate, claiming to control fate, but in fact they are also controlled by fate.
"I will activate strong martial arts and let Cen Jin return to the past timeline, but you must know that you are in the 'now' timeline, and unless you listen to me, you will never see him."
"Your time will never sync unless I'm there."
Huang Mao, who was on the sidelines, did not know that the past 'Cen Jin' had turned into bones, why he could still see the follow-up development, but the perspective was different, he could not see how Cen Jin was resurrected by Ding De, but he saw Ding Yiqing in his arms. The bones of the body remodeled the flesh and skin, returning to the living Cen Jin an hour ago.
During this process, Cen Jin's figure gradually faded, until he was finally invisible and untouchable.
Ding Yiqing agreed to the transaction of Ding De, and was taken back to the past time line. Cen Jin was not found, showing a sad expression after Cen Jin thought of it: "What about him?"
□ □ Germany silence.
"Where's him!!" Ding Yiqing burst out suddenly, the hopeless emotion that had been suppressed for a long time finally couldn't bear it anymore, tilted his head, his voice became softer, and asked Ding De: "Where is Cen Jin? Do you think you can see it?" He… people?"
The German tone was a bit difficult: "He was taken away. Scudder desperately took him away from the past timeline."
"Where to take?"
"future."
The surviving Cen Jin was taken to the future timeline, so the fate paper said that he would be forgotten forever, people may think of the past, but never the future.
"Take me there." Ding Baiqing's voice was trembling.
"I can't help it. Only Skulder can do it, but he's dead."
Scalder means the future in ancient texts, and his name □□de means the past.
"All beings are in the 'now' time line, they remember the people and things that happened a day ago, a month ago, a year ago, and they can never go back, go back and embrace the people and things of the past, they can only look for it from their memories.
I am in the past, so neither the gods nor my sisters can touch me.
Scalder... The future is equal to this, we are inseparable, even if it is only a second apart, there is no way to hug and touch. "
"He... Cen Jin, maybe it's only a millisecond away from you, and you can't see him."
"He can come to me, right?" There was a glimmer of hope in Ding Baiqing's eyes.
"..." Dade told him, "He won't remember you, he won't know you when he sees it, and the 'now' won't know the future, and the future won't have the past."
For the 'future', the 'present' is its 'past'.
"Without the past, how can there be a future?"
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