Chapter 686 Sacrifice, Overlap, and Ephemeral Shadows
Chapter 686 · Sacrifice, Overlap... and Shadows of Eternity
A weight was activated.
A ritual was started.
The moment the plane fell, the ground it touched turned into nothingness.
The passengers were about to fight the power of the curse, facing a very powerful opponent that was equivalent to the hatred of the universe.
This is the curse.
This is the hatred of the universe.
The hatred of the universe, the endless darkness. It was built in thousands of forms. Even if the main body is still Kawamata Kayako, a woman who died with hatred. But it only takes a moment, Kayako's insignificant personality will be submerged by this dark tide, and those who have been silent for countless years, and have never even been born, leaving behind powerful dead whose origins have been tampered with, are also floating up one by one from the depths of the pure black sea.
The Silver Snake did not pay attention to this place-this place was originally chosen by Jiang Yu, and it happened to be somewhere outside the scope of its key surveillance area.
The Great Heavenly Venerable knew and watched everything here, but he did not take any action.
Because the alien should be a curse in the future, and the size of the curse is not within the scope of limitation.
Jiang Yu's toes touched the ground, and the nothingness in front of him turned into a city that was equivalent to the background of the original work of the curse, that is, a modern city in the late twentieth century. Countless ordinary and mediocre office workers were busy on this land, like puppets on strings, lifeless, living a life that was equal to one day after another.
They are not people - they are just the embodiment of the curse. This city is the curse attached to the nothingness, and this is the cursed city where all those who step into it will die.
There are many cursed cities, and there are endless numbers of them in the nothingness.
And all the reincarnation teams that set foot in this cursed city are exactly equal to the total number of cursed cities.
Because there are many reincarnation teams. The Lord God has operated for countless generations, and in each generation, at least one team survived to the end as the birth of quasi-saints. In the current order where the character is absolutely perfect and the strongest is only at the high level of the fourth stage, individuals with the potential to become quasi-saints are naturally at the top of this world.
Jiang Yu doesn't remember them-Jiang Yu has never even come into contact with them. However, when Jiang Yu's body built the Tower of Babel in the void, seized the authority of the Lord God and issued his mission, this fate was also reshaped under his will, and immediately played the role they should have at the beginning.
They are alternatives.
They are successors.
And when they appear, those things that are old enough will be born again in the void.
Jiang Yu took a step forward.
The puppets in the town turned their heads towards him and his team, and the next moment they all showed pure black eyes that were stained even with the whites of their eyes. Their skin was pale and their faces were terrifying. They made a sharp and weird sound and rushed towards the Zhongzhou team where Jiang Yu was.
They are powerful and have sufficient specifications.
The fourth level is the basic standard, and the powerful ones among them can even use one or two ghostly but magnificent magical powers. They are all the embodiment of the curse without exception, the incarnation of the curse. Their total amount is endless, and they will not relax or stop at all.
They attack the reincarnations of the Zhongzhou team.
And the members of the Zhongzhou team immediately fight them with their own power. The flames of violence, the holy light, the decline, the movement of thoughts - there is no need to elaborate on the specific manifestations, because under Jiang Yu's gaze, they will succeed.
Because the curse is concentrating on him.
Under the protection of his companions, he gradually walked into the depths of the city - the source of the curse, and Kawamata Kayako's old house appeared clearly in front of him. Several obstacles that blocked the road were annihilated by Zheng Zha who was guarding him, and he walked into the depths of the old house.
He saw her, the prototype of the curse whose personality was completely annihilated at the moment when the universe's grudge was formed.
He saw her. Even though her personality was destroyed, her cold and beautiful appearance still appeared in Jiang Yu's eyes.
So he stepped forward and stretched out his hand.
The pale woman pounced on him, dragging him into death - and he died in an instant and then crossed death and returned. His outstretched hand had already pierced the woman's chest.
The curse found its target - the individual who boasted to protect all the victims, and stepped into the eyes of all the individuals who died in this universal disaster.
They saw him, and he saw the black tide.
They rushed towards him, carrying countless curses and pain.
[Didn't you say you would save everyone? ] [Why didn't you do it? ] [It hurts... Why? ] [Why do we have to suffer here in vain...] [You gave us hope...] [You only brought us the curse! ]
They hated him, and they showed thousands of faces. Their hatred was not originally imposed on their protector, but on the real culprit. However, it was Jiang Yu himself who actively called for this curse.
The darkness arrived here.
The darkness submerged Jiang Yu's body in the abyss.
The companions of the Zhongzhou team guarded outside Kayako's hut and fought hard with the endless pale figures. Their strength and realm gradually increased in this endless battle, and the same thing happened in the depths of every cursed city.
This is what Jiang Yu needs - he wants all the reincarnations, all the individuals who have the potential to reach the Saint and enter the real Saint realm to absorb resources and make progress in this land that the snake does not notice. Just like he fought with countless Lord God clones under the attention of the Lord God in the past and reached the high-level Saint, he now wants to use this endless resource to replicate his past achievements.
He believes that there must be many people with sufficient potential - they were able to reach the Saint in the past, and now they should be able to go further on this basis. There may be individuals who are at the level of the True Saint, and people with great luck like Zheng Zha may not be able to succeed in reaching the level of the Emperor.
And beyond this...
"And myself." Jiang Yu clenched his fists.
The pure black curse rolled around him, and even now, he was still in the order of the Great Heavenly Venerable - all his parameters were still maintained at the level of ordinary people. And once he crossed, he still had to fight directly with the Great Heavenly Venerable.
But...
The dark waves fell on him, and every wave was shattered by his fists, feet and palms. The source of martial arts is practice makes perfect, and with every moment of time passing, his own power realm is moving towards a higher realm.
Returning to the original state is just a realm that can be easily broken. It is only a matter of time to practice the truth. And more black tides surged towards him, using this huge ritual to push him towards the realm of the ultimate manifestation of holiness.
Forward, continue to move forward. No need to stay for a moment.
More power gradually emerged from the tide. Endless tricks were presented. All the martial arts skills that have appeared in the past and present, all those that have never appeared, all those that exist in possibilities, all the unique or widely spread martial arts skills, all gathered around Jiang Yu along the carrier of the curse.
He had already found his martial arts. He could soon project his own power into the realm of the ultimate manifestation of holiness. And once that time came, even the strong men at the level of the inner universe, he would not be unable to fight with them.
Then...
"Then what?"
A voice appeared in the ocean of curses, and the boiling waves stopped briefly in silence-Jiang Yu raised his eyes slightly, and he saw a strange man appear at the end of his sight. The man was solemn and solemn, but he felt like a familiar old friend to him.
Jiang Yu glanced at the reincarnation watch on his hand, and he already knew the identity of the man in front of him.
"Xi." Jiang Yu looked at him, looking at the source of this main god. "Or should I call you Fuxi?"
"You were resurrected because of my ritual?"
"I was resurrected because of your ritual." The man he called Fuxi nodded. "Because I died in your hands."
Fuxi died in the hands of the Great Heavenly Venerable. He gave up resurrection in the past and transformed himself into the essence of the main god. Then, at the end of the first era, he collapsed again in the hands of the Great Heavenly Venerable.
"I am not the Great Heavenly Venerable."
"You used to be."
"So?" Jiang Yu raised his eyes slightly.
"There are omissions in your plan. Even if the Supreme Manifestation of Sainthood is achieved, it is not a strong enough path." Jiang Yu's interlocutor explained and narrated in this way. "I know you have broad horizons, but even you don't know your real opponent."
Jiang Yu's eyes fell towards the countless cursed cities. Many reincarnations in the cursed cities have already reached the realm of the Saint. And there are also many who are gradually touching the high-level Saint.
"Use order to integrate all the reincarnations together, create thousands of high-level Saints and stronger ones, and let their power merge into your hands that simply improve the accuracy of operation - use the skills of the Supreme Manifestation of Saints to control the power equivalent to multiple Saint Emperors, and even close to the ultimate power of the inner universe to launch a crusade against the Devourer of the Universe... I have to say that the plan you made is far more perfect than what we set. You didn't even miss any of the resources that we couldn't use."
Fuxi clapped his hands lightly, and something like a tortoise shell appeared in his hands.
"As a loser, I have no right to comment. But... do you want to see what kind of results your plan will eventually reach when it is implemented?"
"No." Jiang Yu shook his head. "As long as the possibility is deduced, it will be known. All speculations made for those who are beyond common sense are destined to have only one wrong result. There is only one chance to act and this time must succeed. And when the plan is implemented this time, I believe that my plan will not have any fallacies."
Can't calculate. Once calculated, it will inevitably be wrong. Once calculated, it will inevitably be known. No matter how sophisticated the disguise is, it will still be easily discovered by the giant snake that devours the universe.
The tortoise shell on Fuxi's palm also collapsed into a cloud of mist in an instant.
"We paid a great price to obtain this information. Do you know that humans actually have more than five emperors, and that the ancient who was defeated in the past actually arrived in the inner universe?"
"I don't know." Jiang Yu shook his head slightly, and then nodded. "But I can guess. Time and cause and effect have changed countless times, and your original guardians were originally able to obtain certain results."
"You do know more than you let on, it's a thing from heaven." Fuxi smiled with satisfaction. "So, you also admit that as long as you fail once, you will fail every time in the future. As long as you fail to achieve decisive results at the beginning, then what awaits us is destined to be permanent defeat. And you are already the last chance. Once you continue, If you fail, this universe will never have a chance to be free again."
"I'm not the last chance." Jiang Yu raised her head, her eyes and her body touching again in nothingness. "Even if I am discovered, even if I am defeated this time. I can still make a comeback in four million epochs at the fastest. And even if I delay in the end, the point in time when everything is decided will still be infinite epochs. after."
"Then why don't you wait until four million epochs later?"
Jiang Yu was stunned. He couldn't understand the conversation of the person in front of him.
"What did you say?"
"Before we reached the great defeat of the past, we once achieved a result." Fuxi stretched out his hand, and what appeared in his palm was a miniature universe. "Everything within diversity, even if added up, is not enough to compete with outsiders who already feed on diversity. However, this does not mean that we have no way to increase the total amount within diversity."
A ray of light flickers in the model of the universe.
"The light of the soul is something that goes against entropy. Its birth is from finiteness to infinity, and as long as it accumulates in sufficient numbers, it can reach the level of quantitative change."
Fuxi gave his proposal.
"Put it off," he said. "Delay four million epochs, postponement is more than four million, but less than an infinite number. Let the universe be destroyed, let the universe be born. Let all the new light of the soul turn into a curse under your current ritual. Until Finite reaches infinity, until even you yourself don't know whether the ritual can control it - you should know very well that as long as you are still in order, you are at best equal to the Great God, and if the ritual is controllable, then you can. You can never be sure of defeating your opponent.”
"It can't be done." Jiang Yu frowned. "Quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes. Once the power beyond the safe limit is accumulated in the multiverse, it will immediately attract the attention of the other party - the current three epochs are already the maximum value after my calculations, and going up, the order and order of the Great Heavenly Lord will My order can no longer cover up the endless curse!"
"It's a problem." Fuxi nodded. "However, as long as we can ensure that before the threshold of each era is reached, the era itself will come to an end. And the accumulated excess power can naturally be transferred to where it should be by taking advantage of the change of eras."
He followed Jiang Yu's line of sight and looked into nothingness. Jiang Yu's body was in nothingness. Jiang Yu does not exist, so he is not noticed. And of course he cannot digest the material in nothingness. But he can hide his wealth around himself.
This is resonance, the art of uniting all things into one. The best way to use it is here.
"...How to ensure?" He already knew the result.
So, Fuxi smiled happily.
"Only the dead can keep secrets. This is your knowledge and his knowledge. And under his rules, as long as the emperor is born, everything should be wiped out. Just like the first era of the past, The era of the universe will come to an end early."
"Continue with your plan, alien visitor. We old immortals are resurrected because of you. Then, we should die again in order to complete your plan."
Time flowed immeasurably at this moment.
Jiang Yu's ritual has advanced to a sufficient extent in this infinite time.
Before the threshold that could be calculated was reached, someone forcibly broke through the order established by the Great Heavenly Lord and took the person of Shenghe Emperor into his hands.
At the end of the Fourth Age, Fuxi was resurrected and ascended to heaven to become emperor.
All things are destroyed, and those who are born again are erased. And everything has been traced back to the same level as it was at the beginning of the Fourth Era.
No increase, no decrease. Except for Fuxi, who could no longer become emperor in this life, everything was exactly the same as in the Fourth Age.
The bites of the snake and Mahadeva continued. An individual named Jiang Yu once again walked out of the campus, gathered his companions, and established an invisible protection order. Conquer the ritual called the Grudge and throw all the reincarnators into it.
Thus, at the end of the Fifth Era, Hou Tu was resurrected and ascended to heaven to become emperor.
The Sixth Age begins. The individual who ascended to heaven this time was not among the five human emperors. Among all races, there are also Yanxiu. The deceased created a reusable throne before being erased. Anyone who approaches with an enlightened mind can touch it.
Seventh Age.
The 700th Era.
The seventh millionth era.
The winner of the world-devouring one will still have to wait for infinite eras.
And the finite is gradually touching the infinite. The controllable is gradually becoming out of control.