Zhuge said quickly, as if he didn't care about the blood pouring from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were very bright, very bright, like a martyr who returned to light.
"In fact, in the transcript of Fengshen Yanyi, Fengshen Bang is not an item that can be obtained through normal routes."
If you have to re-rate the props, there is no doubt that the complete list of gods even exceeds the scope of the S-level props.
Because the copy of Fengshen Kingdom is under the jurisdiction of Tiandao, if you write your name on it after getting this item, you can not only break away from the control of the main system and merge into the name of Tiandao, you can even go to the heaven to find a part-time official and a leisurely fairy. .
How could this kind of props be defined only by special props? It is not an exaggeration to say that they are artifacts.
It is precisely because of this that the Conferred God List is high in the sky and will be controlled by the golden light of merit, so that all those who want to steal it will be peeled off.
Even if it pays the price of life, Gui Guzi is just tearing off a corner of the Fengshen list.
He wrote his name on it, not to mention being in the immortal class.
But for Guiguzi, this is enough.
"I have been waiting for many years and have been waiting for you."
"So sometimes I often forget that I was already dead."
Zhuge said lightly: "Otherwise, the book of the dead is wrong... Humph."
Zong Jiu knew that he was still minding that he had provided crucial evidence in this simplest place.
For Zhuge An, this kind of near-fatal mistake should be really hard to bear.
"Since you are finished, I have one more question for you."
"Ask."
Perhaps it was because he knew that he was about to usher in a destined ending a long time ago, Zhuge dark's attitude could be called amiable.
He didn't seem to have a person who insisted on his ideals and righteousness alone, walked alone, and walked so long in the dark. On the contrary, he even softened the arrogance and coldness of the whole body and returned to peace.
"You've already reached Xu Sen's death?"
In that S-level copy, Zhuge took the initiative to help Xu Sen secretly. Xu Sen thought that the act of offering sacrifices in his body was too coincidental, and the coincidence was so incredible that Zong Jiu had to be suspicious.
"At the moment the future is observed, the future is doomed."
Facing this question, Zhuge An did not answer directly: “Those who attempt to resist fate will not end well, and the diviner cannot divulge the secrets at will.”
Guiguzi has already experienced this firsthand.
"Although the purpose of what I do is good, I don't think I am a good person. When I observe the future, it has always been my style to use knowledge to get the most benefit."
"No matter what I do, he will always die, Zong Jiu."
The black-haired man looked at him deeply, as if through the magician's pale pink pupils, he could see the soul behind him.
This is the first time Zhuge An has called his name so seriously. While speaking, he coughed up blood from his fingers.
"You can't save them... and you don't need to take them as your responsibility. This is not what you should expect to respond to."
At the beginning, Guiguzi only embraced the freshness of the young man's arrogance.
But more and more people pin their hopes on him, and more and more blood and bones are laid on the ground. Their hopes and wishes, the flashing light in their pupils... all turned into responsibilities and restraints, and became shackles.
They all have shackles.
Zong Jiu suddenly remembered that after the copy of the first middle school was over, Zhuge secretly came to the room to look for him, the conversation they had had.
At that time, Zhuge's position in Zong Jiu's heart was still unkind, and he needed to be vigilant and untrustworthy. After that conversation, the other party's always-obscure attitude suddenly seemed to be corrected, willing to assist, and gave a lot of information.
What did Zong Jiu say at that time
He said:'The suffering of these people attracts me because they are not necessary. '
Zong Jiu seldom said what he really thought in his heart. Because he knows that his true thoughts are equivalent to absurdity, bizarre and weird to most people.
Of course, there is someone else who is so alike that you don't need to say it to understand.
But at that time, he thought Zhuge An would think he was indifferent, but Zhuge An didn't.
"I really don't understand you. I still say this at this time."
Zong Jiu shook his head, "So this is what you have been struggling with until now? Destroy the infinite loop and take others away from here?"
Zhuge was about to speak secretly, and suddenly coughed again.
This time the cough was equally intense, as if to cough up the entire lung.
Zong Jiu suddenly discovered that Zhuge An had always been very thin. It's not that thin, but unhealthy.
Few people actually notice this because they wear a loose robe all day long.
His face was already covered with a gloomy lifelike gray mist.
After returning from the Super S Grade dungeon, Zhuge An almost didn't see anyone. Even Zong Jiu and Fan Zhuo deliberately avoided their meetings, and he didn't notice their small movements in private. It was also related to their worse and worse body.
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhuge secretly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, his voice intermittently: "If the infinite loop is destroyed, no.1 will also die."
The magician's vision became sharp for a moment.
After a moment, his eyes calmed again nonchalantly.
This is obvious.
Although he never said clearly, Zong Jiu's words "If you destroy the infinite loop, you can't play with you", Zong Jiu is particularly concerned.
As beings born from evil thoughts, demons are almost immortal.
If he doesn't want to pursue pleasure and excitement himself, and make the transaction prerequisites with the main system.
"If the main system successfully returns to high dimensions, then the infinite loop should become a playground controlled by the devil."
But Zhuge dark's purpose is to destroy the infinite loop.
This means... If the infinite loop is destroyed, the devil will not escape.
The magician clenched his fist unconsciously, and his nails left crescent-shaped marks on the palm of his hand.
At this moment, Zong Jiu had always been calm, and something flashed quickly in his flat to lackluster heart.
It was too fast, it was so fleeting, he had no time to catch anything.
Yes, it should have been like this, Zhuge dark should have destroyed the infinite loop.
Even the savior appointed by Guiguzi should have inherited Guiguzi's wishes and take everyone out.
As Zong Jiu said from the beginning, if someone makes a wish to him, then he should achieve it.
Zong Jiu spoke quickly: "What if I don't want to?"
He paused, as if to make excuses for answering so quickly: "Resurrect all those who have died in an infinite loop. This is what everyone expects."
"No, you are wrong."
Zhuge looked at him secretly for a while, his expression was clear, and the smile on his lips faded slightly: "No one expects you to do that."
"Xu Sen doesn't want you to do that, and neither do I."
"I don't need you to resurrect me with a universal wish ticket. I don't need it at all."
"None of us, don't do stupid things."
Xu Sen does not want to meet the tragedy again in the future, he hopes that Xu Su will survive.
But Zhugean is totally unnecessary. He has lived long enough, the era that belonged to him has long passed, and now he is walking only a ray of dead souls, and when he finishes his final obsession, he has to return to the embrace of the dead.
The most important thing is that they want the infinite loop to be destroyed more than they are alive.
"Don't you want to go back?"
Zhuge asked secretly: "If the infinite loop is destroyed, you can go back."
"No, the real world is too boring."
Zong Jiu said lightly: "I would rather resurrect you."
Zhuge sighed secretly, and suddenly took out something from the void.
It is an ordinary black cover book.
He raised the notebook in his hand towards Zong Jiu, "Do you know what this is?"
"A-level props, book of vows."
"After using this item, the user cannot violate a user's order, or he will die from a heart burst. Unfortunately, you once gave me a drop of blood."
His eyes were very calm, and he didn't even mean to start thinking about it a long time ago.
"Regret it? Magician. If I order you to make a wish to destroy this infinite loop..."
Zhuge secretly thought that he would see the mistakes on the magician's face, see the disbelief, and see the sadness or humiliation of being betrayed and deceived.
But none of these.
Not only did it not, but the other party was also quite impatient.
Zong Jiu snatched the book of oath in his hand, ridiculing his tone.
"It's all this time, do you still want to lie to me?"
Zhuge secretly smiled suddenly.
During this short period of negotiation, he laughed more times than Zong Jiu has ever known him.
In this way, no.3 is not at all like a person with a deep hatred and a mission, but like a young man with only a weird temper and no haze on his smile.
He spread his hands helplessly, "Leaving the tarot card to you is a correct decision, but occasionally it still lacks a bit of fun."
Perhaps no one would believe Zhuge An. But Zong Jiuhui.
Because the Tarot card had already told him that, except for the identity of Guiguzi, all that Zhuge An had said to him was the truth.
-Include the phrase "I will never be your enemy."
So he will not force Zong Jiu to do what he doesn't want to do.
Zhuge glanced at Zong Jiu meaningfully, and his tone became extra serious and solemn.
"This is my last request to you, destroy this place, or..."
He paused: "You know what to do."
When he said this, Zong Jiu saw that his whole body began to become transparent.
So they all understood that the time limit was approaching.
However, people who have become transparent don't care about the changes in themselves or whether they are about to die. Instead, they mutter to themselves: "After so many years, all of this is about to end suddenly, and I'm a little uncomfortable. "
Zong Jiu threw the book of vows that had never been used in the back.
"Since you are so tired, go back and have a good rest."
The white-haired magician stared at the opponent's gradually transparent figure, and suddenly said without end.
"You're so terrible, you don't even let your own death go."
In the end, Zhuge secretly calculated Zongjiu.
He knows Zong Jiu too well.
If Zong Jiu is really ordered to fulfill his last wish with the Book of Oath, then Zong Jiu, who is rebellious, will probably not do that.
Instead, it is now. Doing nothing can achieve his goal instead.
Zhuge used his death secretly to aggravate this request openly.
Because he knew that at the moment he died, this goal was achieved.
In the near future, the infinite loop will not exist, and no one will suffer and linger here anymore.
Zong Jiu looked at him for a long time, and, rarely, he sighed as if in submission.
"You should be the savior. Compared to me, you are much more qualified."
Regardless of whether it is prophesying or struggling for this purpose, although it is extremely difficult for me to follow the belief, Zong Jiu thinks that he is inferior to Zhuge An. There is no other person's spiritual realm that can be called superior.
In the last second before disappearing, Zhuge opened his mouth secretly.
He has a lot to say. For example, the savior does not value the process, but the result.
It took so long for Guiguzi to let so many innocent people die one after another, but it was a beautiful flower.
As for the magician, perhaps before he even noticed it, he had already let the most terrifying great devil be willing to bow to his court.
Finally, Zhuge secretly said only three words.
He smiled and shook his head and said. I do not deserve.