Chapter 641 The Third Type of Death
"You once said that people should always look forward."
Yuan supported his chin with one hand and looked at Li Muhan who was standing in front of him. In his eyes there was a hint of sympathy besides mockery.
"You didn't have to take this path, but unfortunately, your life has been determined since you can remember, and it can never be changed."
"Thinking back on everything about you, you had no childhood, no friends, no parents, and you didn't even have a place you could call home. Everything you had belonged to someone else. And who are you to tell me now that we should move on?"
She slowly stood up and walked towards Li Muhan step by step on the snow that was already stained red with blood.
At this moment, Li Muhan's arms were broken, his eyes were blank, and he looked at the woman in front of him like a puppet.
Lying around her were the bodies of Xia Yue, Hati, Zhuque, and Fenyuan.
There was a hint of unwillingness on everyone's face.
No one knows why things turned out this way, as if everything was a foregone conclusion the moment they set foot on the mountain.
They came to the top of the mountain and fought with Yuan, but no one could withstand Yuan's sword.
The first person to have his head chopped off was Fen Yuan.
Then Hati was cut in half, Suzaku revealed his true form but was stepped on and his core was pierced by a sword, and the flames of the Four Saints exploded but were instantly submerged in the wind and snow on the top of the mountain.
"Li Muhan."
The last thing he remembered was the look in Xia Yue's eyes when she turned back to look at him, a look filled with gentleness and unwillingness.
"Run away!"
The moment the scarlet power and moonlight power exploded, they were broken by an ordinary sword.
Li Muhan watched helplessly as the bronze sword pierced Xia Yue's body, and then the girl picked it up and threw it aside casually.
It's not that he wasn't angry, but the anger had just begun to rise in his heart. When he came to his senses, his limbs had been cut off, and he was entangled by the neck by the chain called the past, hanging in front of the dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain.
He had seen this temple before, and yet he had not seen it before.
That was the place that the cat demon Bai Ran had described, where she and the monk lived.
Yuan just sat there on the open palm of the cracked Buddha statue. That existence above everything made Li Muhan understand what the law was.
And now, he was even deprived of the right to speak.
Because Li Muhan has no past, no past, he has nothing worthy of being called a memory.
So Yuan denied it.
The sword of the past cannot kill it, but it can drown it forever in the long river of time.
Yuan pinched Li Muhan's chin and looked at the man in front of him who had no desires or hopes, and couldn't help but smile.
"This is you. You shouldn't have it all."
Li Muhan's eyes flickered, and he seemed unable to understand Yuan's meaning.
"Don't you understand? Li Muhan, you've died three times in your life, and your memory has been replaced three times. Think about it carefully, if you can't remember."
As Yuan spoke, countless fragmented memories began to seep into his mind.
I died three times...?
Yes, you died three times.
The first time was when that little boy created you. He couldn't accept the days of being tortured by various experiments, so he created you. You endured everything for him and also killed the boy's existence.
Look at how heartless you are.
"What about the second time?"
Li Muhan asked, but seemed not to ask, when did these conversations take place?
In the past, present, or future?
The second time, you still don't understand? Why did you awaken the Pantheon? Poor little guy, you would have died a long time ago. How can a human survive after getting his head smashed in?
Think carefully, little one, think carefully about who you saw that night?
Is it really the rich second generation named Zhao Qiankun?
That night...?
Li Muhan was returning home from the barbecue stall when he was blocked by Zhao Qiankun and beaten half to death by his bodyguard.
Then Zhao Qiankun appeared. He sat in the back seat of the car, covering his mouth with a silk scarf, and seemed to dislike the taste.
Then he smashed his head in with a metal bat, so he died?
"The point you want to make is not that I got my head smashed in, but who I saw? Right?"
What do you think?
"I saw Zhao Qiankun, and he killed me."
ha.
Think again, who is it that you see?
So Li Muhan continued to recall, walking through the corridor of time, recalling the past, and returning to that night. Was the person he saw Zhao Qiankun?
I was pinned to the ground, dragged to the side of the car, and the door opened.
The man who appeared in the back seat of the car...
[What a disgusting smell... Devil...]
The man who covered his mouth with a silk scarf and looked at him with disgust...
That tall, handsome foreigner...
That's not... Zhao Qiankun...
[Huh, you remembered me? Little guy.]
He thought of you.
You have been eyeing this seed from the very beginning and have planted a fuse in his mind.
The shaping of his personality comes before everything else.
Is it right?
“I thought of you…”
Li Muhan said blankly.
The man got out of the car, his leather shoes stepping on the ground, his hands still holding the silk scarf and covering his mouth, but the cunning in his eyes left a deep impression on Li Muhan.
"Loki..."
[No, no, no, Li Muhan, I was the one who introduced myself at that time. You can't change the script.]
Loki squatted down, pinched Li Muhan's face, and wiped the blood off his face.
You may not understand what I'm saying, but Li Muhan, you are special. Moriarty wants to shape your personality in three stages. The first stage has been completed, and now it's the second stage. I'm sorry, you have to die again.
Those bodyguards seemed to be trapped in the shackles of time, without any reaction or movement.
They held Li Muhan like this, not letting him move at all.
Then Loki whispered in Li Muhan's ear.
[When you remember me, remember that you are no longer who you are now. You have no connection to this world. Remember my words, you are not responsible for anyone in this world. You can do whatever you want until the third stage of personality formation. Now, I am sorry, Li Muhan, you have to die a second time.]
After saying this, Loki slowly stood up, threw away the scarf with a sly smile, sat back in the car and closed the door.
He waved goodbye to Li Muchan through the car window, and the world started to flow again. When the car door opened for the second time, Zhao Qiankun arrived as promised and smashed Li Muchan's head with a baseball bat.
Look.
Yuan said.
You died again, for the second time.
"And the third time?"
In the distant future, Li Muhan looked at Yuan and asked.
“Those who have no past have no right to know the future.”
Yuan answered.
But soon he smiled again: "But I like you, Li Muhan. I don't like humans, I don't like aliens, I don't like all living things in this world, because they abandon the past and rush towards the future, but I like you. My love for you transcends everything."
"I love you today, because you only exist now."
"Of course Lin Ze likes you more because you let her see a future that shouldn't exist in this world."
"We all love you."
"So I'm letting you see your future, your third time."
Yuan held Li Muhan's face and kissed him without giving him any chance to resist.
In the name of the past, I will take you to see your future, the future of this world, and the future of everything.
In an instant, Li Muhan felt that his limbs had recovered. His brain was still a little fuzzy, but he could finally see things clearly.
There are no snow-capped mountains, no corpses, and no abyss.
There was only a ruined city and a scarlet sky.
He stood alone on the ruins, looking at everything blankly.
Then, all his attention was directed to the distance.
That giant tree that was so huge that it almost covered the entire sky.
It is rooted in the ground, greedily absorbing nutrients from the earth. All the crystal fruits growing on the trees will become monsters that Li Muhan has never heard of after falling to the ground.
There is also a ripe fruit on the top of the head.
It is hitting Li Muhan.
He suddenly activated the demonic power in his body but found that there was nothing in his body.
Just as the amber fruit was about to submerge him, a figure rushed over and pushed Li Muhan away at the critical moment.
The fruit fell to the ground and shattered, and then a monster with the sound of a baby crying slowly crawled out.
"Are you trying to kill yourself?! What are you standing there for?!"
The man pulled the confused Li Muhan up from the ground. Only then did Li Muhan realize that the person in front of him looked familiar.
This is a man in his forties with a resolute face and a strong physique.
He was wearing makeshift armor cobbled together from various sources, and had a rusty machete on his waist.
"Zhou Yichen?"
Li Muhan called out the name tentatively.
Zhou Yichen grabbed Li Muhan's hand.
"Follow me now!"
Zhou Yichen grabbed Li Muhan's hand and started running wildly.
The monster behind them was still making the sound of a baby crying, as if it was chasing the two of them.
Zhou Yichen ran with Li Muhan to the corner, suddenly lifted the manhole cover and kicked Li Muhan down.
Li Muhan fell to the wet ground in the sewer.
He was a little bit unbelievable.
The distance I ran just now actually made me breathless and sweaty...
The power within him...
What about the power of the devil?
What about Baal? What about Lucifer? What about Baphomet?
Snap——
Zhou Yichen also jumped down from above and pulled Li Muhan up.
"Zhou Yichen...where is this place? Why do you look..."
Zhou Yichen grabbed Li Muhan by the collar and roared angrily, "You're just a fucking bionic man, don't talk to me like a boss! I saved you this time purely because you look a lot like my boss! Do you understand?!"
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