Chapter 124: The End of Heaven (II)

At this moment, Lei Ming's voice was like his kiss, both suppressed and violent.

"You really won tonight." As he spoke, he stroked the corners of Dong Jin's eyes with his fingertips, "But don't be too proud, little butterfly. Because you won't remember this scene."

After seeing that the other party's dark eyes had not been moved at all, Lei Ming tried his best to suppress the feeling of being fooled by the counter-attack, staring at Dong Jin's eyes like a trapped beast and said: "In one minute, you will forget everything in the dream and wake up alone."

"Whether in the dream or in reality, you are not injured and will never die. Did you hear it clearly? Dong Jin."

Noticing that Lei Ming was trying to prevent the illusion from affecting reality, Dong Jin didn't dare to look at the blade on his chest from beginning to end, and even threatened to leave the impression that he was safe and sound in his subconscious. Suddenly, he wanted to laugh.

After seeing Lei Ming's back almost running away, Dong Jin endured the pain in his chest and actually laughed against the wall.

He was not laughing at Lei Ming, he was laughing at himself.

Lei Ming was confused tonight. He didn't think about why he could knock him out, nor did he think about why he dared to gamble his life with him.

But Lei Ming didn't know, how could Dong Jin himself not understand?

He dared to do so, just subconsciously determined that Lei Ming would not let him die.

The gods and demons in the highest universe don't care about love and hate, and the god of darkness and drama is the most indifferent among them.

I don't know if it was because of him, sometimes Dong Jin couldn't tell whether this feeling was the sequelae of the many resonances with Lei Ming, or the compassion aroused by that stormy love, or maybe it was love in the secular sense.

But no matter which one it was, now was not the time to think about it.

Thinking of this, Dong Jin raised his hand to hold his heart that was still beating under the blade.

"Don't jump anymore - please be quiet for a while, I beg you."

Don't jump like this anymore.

He really has restrained himself very much, so don't be so tempted again.

FMVP is just around the corner, and standing at the top of the evolution chain is just around the corner. He will never allow himself to be tempted at this time.

Obviously, the heartbeat cannot understand human language, and Dong Jin's constantly improving physical fitness will not die in the short term.

After seeing that he was still jumping around on his own, Dong Jin simply stopped at the one-minute mark, and pulled out the blade from his heart with a low smile. The sudden surge of severe pain replaced the previous implicit anxiety, which effectively sobered him up.

A second before escaping the dream, Dong Jin suddenly remembered Lei Ming's words that he had "won a great victory".

In this situation, there is no such thing as an absolute winner.

He can't even tell who wins and who loses, and he starts hiding the results of his defeat before the victory is decided... If Lei Ming doesn't lose, who will lose if he is so crazy?

"Hmm?"

Lei Ming went crazy, but the power of the God of Night and Drama was undiminished in the God Ascension Tower.

The moment Dong Jin woke up from his dream, he really forgot everything in the dream, even his memory was right before he fell into a coma, without any flaws.

But Dong Jin, who suddenly came back to his senses, still unconsciously uttered a sound of doubt.

Even though the surroundings were exactly the same as before, his natural sensitivity still made him inexplicably feel that something was wrong. This vague sense of weirdness reached its peak immediately after he looked around and didn't see Lei Ming. Don't

ask, the only thing he wanted to know is that he didn't believe that guy could bear not to cause trouble!

Rather than thinking that Lei Ming had a change of heart and let him rest temporarily, Dong Jin would rather believe that this man made him lose his memory after he was done.

After all, there is nothing that Lei Ming can't do.

Thinking of this, Dong Jin walked towards the mirror without hesitation.

The "Eye of Truth" under normal power did not show any abnormality in him. However, when he ignited his life in disbelief, there was finally an extra line of words about his own introduction.

The line of words was-"For some reason, I am temporarily losing my memory."

Seeing this, Dong Jin carefully compared the time before and after he entered the tower.

The difference between the two was less than 10 seconds. What can such a short time do? So this memory is likely to have occurred in the dream world. Since the dream has been mentioned, could there be someone else as the murderer?

For the last layer of safety, Dong Jin did not draw a conclusion immediately, but contacted Plante, who had not attended the villa party and had been staying in the Tower of Ascension.

"Can you tell me if anyone else appeared in my room between 00:32 and 00:33?"

Plante's talent is maps. During the time he stayed in the Tower of Ascension, he kept the maps above the 70th floor open 24 hours a day. Because this was his best opportunity to collect intelligence.

Sometimes you can tell from the map which god or devil chose which trialer.

Facing Dong Jin's question, he had nothing to hide just because they were in the same universe: "I was wondering about this just now. I didn't see anyone enter your room during this period of time, but someone suddenly left your room at the time you said - if that was really a person."

Dong Jin thanked him directly after hearing this.

Okay, now the case is completely solved. He really didn't wrongly accuse Lei Ming.

Plante didn't notice anyone entering his room because Lei Ming used the God of Night to hide his tracks when he came. As for the reason why the god was discovered later, it was probably because he was in a restless mood after the incident and didn't want to cover up his whereabouts.

With so much evidence, who else could have caused him to lose his memory except Lei Ming?

But what on earth did Lei Ming do to have his memory erased and become completely irrational?

It doesn't matter, he can still scare people if he can't figure it out. So Dong Jin contacted Oz, who was also on the 77th floor - because of the incident at the commentary booth of the God and Demon Arena last time, this man still owed him the right to use his own talent.

If this right of use is used in a copy, both he and Oz would have to consider too much. But

it is perfect for this situation now.

After signing a confidentiality agreement with Oz under the witness of his own cosmic will, Dong Jin said bluntly without any scruples: "What is the probability that Lei Ming will confess his love to me tonight?"

"Ah?" Oz, who was suddenly hit by a thunderbolt, reflexively uttered an interjection.

"No, you actually asked me this? Isn't this a bit too polite? Is this how I use my talent?!" Help me, whether you are confessing or showing your love, why are you asking me? If you want to know, you can just ask Lei Ming directly!

What kind of vicious question is this? I don't want to be part of your play at all!

Even though he complained a thousand times in his heart, Oz finally replied reluctantly, tossing a coin: "100%."

​​"From your tone, it should be easy for you to answer such a question? If I remember correctly, on the commentary stand that day, if you hadn't hidden in the middle, at least two attacks would have seriously injured you." "

...Dong Jin, don't beat around the bush with me. I'm not from your universe. I don't have the time to bother with you. What else do you want to ask? Hurry up and say it."

"Let me make it clear first, no matter what you ask, this is your last question. It's the middle of the night, and if you don't go to sleep, I will."

This kind of gossip-based answer really doesn't take up much energy, even if the object of the probability estimation is a god or a demon. So although Oz was impatient, he still gave Dong Jin the opportunity to continue asking questions.

After all, a debt of favor is the hardest to repay.

"What is the probability that Lei Ming will kill me tonight?"

Huh?! This time Oz was not surprised. But the huge contrast between the two questions made him completely sleepy.

No, what new thing is this pair of partners playing? Can they let him go?

Oz, who was ready to make a quick decision, started to toss the coin again. However, he couldn't get an answer after tossing for a long time, or in other words, he couldn't get a fixed answer. Then he changed to a more accurate prop to calculate, but the result was still the same.

"I knew you were the best at making trouble. I admit I can't figure out the answer to this question."

"But it's not that I'm not good enough. It's that the crazy guy in your family changes his mind every minute. Even he doesn't know the answer, how can I figure it out? As compensation, do you have any other questions? This is really the last time."

Dong Jin was thoughtful after hearing this. Based on his understanding of Lei Ming, he had basically guessed what happened tonight. Thinking of this, he simply changed the question: "What is the probability that Lei Ming has killed me tonight?"

"...100%." ​​After calculating the result according to Dong Jin's request, Oz couldn't help but grab his golden hair, "Dong Jin, tell me the truth, are you here to disturb my sleep? What kind of weird questions are these? Since he has already killed you, who is talking to me now? You can't be resurrected from the dead, right?"

"Then again, the same place, the same night, isn't your nightlife a little too exciting?!"

In response, Dong Jin just thanked him in the same way, without any intention of explaining to Oz.

Now that the clues are complete, he walked to the mirror again and met his eyes that were almost black in the moonless night.

The "Eye of Truth" directly completed his memory of tonight in the form of text.

But this was far from enough.

So the next second, Dong Jin ignited his life again. And this time, his life was strengthened by his "Drama Eye".

Under the effect of Drama Eye, in just a moment, the corners hiding memories shattered like glass.

Burning kisses, gloomy eyes, muffled mockery, boiling blood. The scenes in the dream suddenly played rapidly in his mind, and in the end, it seemed that the only thing left was his heart that was still twitching when he pulled out the blade.

Should he not recall this memory?

Looking at his eyes in the mirror, which were stormy under his calmness, Dong Jin actually had the above thought for the first time.

The endless pursuit of victory has exhausted him. Unlike other MVPs, he never had any room for distraction.

After staring at himself quietly for a while, Dong Jin finally closed his eyes to suppress the turmoil.

When he opened his eyes again, he was the Dong Jin who seemed to know nothing about tonight.