Chapter 300 Gunshots
Despair's stinginess towards his archbishop was certainly due to his hopeless contempt, but the main reason was that he had no time to care about anything else.
He was in a far more desperate predicament than the bishop.
The newly born snake that devoured the Alien Devouring Snake shuttled through the abyss. The little snake had not yet had time to digest the surging power of its main body, but it was burning the passage between the abyss and the surface with its furious flames.
She is indeed trapped at the bottom of the abyss by a heavy trap, but before she surfaces, no one can escape through the abyss!
Despair did not want to escape. He knew from the first moment he saw Chen Xiao'er that facing a girl like this, escape would be equivalent to chronic suicide.
She grew so fast that for the creatures of the abyss who often calculated time in hundreds or thousands of years, she might be completely devoured by Chen Xiao'er in the blink of an eye and become dust in the new world.
Then let’s fight.
He wanted to send a declaration of war to Chen Xiao'er. He wanted to use his newly learned emotions to write a threatening letter with strong voice.
He is familiar with the human network and human communicators, and can connect to Chen Xiao'er's mobile phone to communicate directly.
But those channels were all blocked by the light, and if you want to pass through, you must first break the golden glow.
The golden glow seemed extremely fragile, as if any powerful individual could easily crush the blockade.
No matter how many times I look back in despair, I always feel that even though I am seriously injured, I still have some strength to fight. Why not swallow the light to recover some blood first?
A trap, undoubtedly a trap.
Despair itself brings together a large number of human delusions and has a natural and keen intuition for worse developments.
Even without any clues, He could guess that if He easily stepped into the realm of glory, some unexpected changes might arise under that golden glow.
He was unwilling to give up his life and power, so he decisively severed all communication links with humans, including the one with Chen Xiao'e.
I still have a trump card. As long as Chen Xiao'er can't find Chen Xiaotong, she will come to me in person sooner or later.
This idea is correct, but the first person who came to Him was Chen Xiao'er, not Chen Xiao'er.
"Lan, we have suppressed them all!" The communicator failed, and Lin Lang raised his voice and shouted outside the bunker. A figure quickly passed through the crowd and ran towards the tall tower.
Undercurrents surge beneath the abyss, while everything above the abyss is solidified by meteors.
They are beads strung together from zero, they are the backup energy for the steps to godhood, and they can be the eyes of the newborn gods.
Cornerstone, energy storage, and witness.
The triple star rings lingered outside the triple ritual formation, twisting the time and space here into a complete circle.
If an alien were to look up at the starry sky from a planet several light years away, they would see a pale ring of stars resembling a supernova explosion in a few years.
Chen Xiao'er didn't look here, but the nearby buildings had become completely alienated...or rather, ordinary.
At first glance, they are all regular cubes, and their decoration and appearance have the style of the early technological era.
Abnormal people who were driven by despair or believers who once put their faith into practice fell in a disorderly manner on the road.
They also have knives and guns, but when facing the "bounty hunters" on the human soul front, it is like amateurs encountering professional soldiers, and they are cut as smoothly as cakes.
Standing in despair atop a tall television tower, He looked down at the city below without a word. He chose not to flee, nor did He shout out harsh words.
The game is over, no regrets.
Click, click.
A pair of leather boots walked up the steel-framed stairs, and every sound sounded like playing a piano key.
Lan's figure appeared in the desperate vision.
They can see their own reflections in each other's eyes, completely human reflections.
She was not a pale giant, but a tall woman with long burgundy hair.
He was not an indescribable energy life, but a thin human with indeterminate gender and simple features.
"Trap?" Lan looked around with a cynical smile on his face.
Despair was indeed seriously injured, but this was inside a multi-ritual formation.
They spent a lot of time to conquer the vassals of Despair outside, and Despair could use this time to extract external energy to repair itself.
Even if the internal injuries cannot be completely repaired, at least the external appearance can be made better looking.
He knows the power of love, so how could He show weakness in front of love?
Unless He never intended to meet Love in this way.
Lan was startled slightly, frowned and said, "Isn't this your real body?"
"That depends on how you define the essence," Despair said slowly. This time, his voice no longer carried that aura of despair, but was simply his natural, unforced voice.
"Tsk." Lan raised her eyebrows. Even though she was a little worried about the possible trap, she still walked towards Him step by step.
The woman in the jacket casually drew her pistol and said, "Forget it. Are you so foolish and desperate that you have to create several clones and waste time by letting us defeat them one by one?"
The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at Despair's head. Regardless of whether Chen Xiao'er witnessed it or not, the shot would not miss.
The ceremony had reached its final stage, and the only one who could reverse the internal logic was Chen Xiao'e, who was about to be crowned. The other participants were so far behind her that only her glittering silhouette could be seen from behind.
"I know it's impossible to defeat Chen Xiao'er using ordinary methods."
Despair's speech was not fast, but he poured a lot of information into Lan's mind.
These messages contained no cognitive power, simply the need to transmit all the text before she could fire.
"You know what? The star core itself has a tendency. I think 'He' wants Chen Xiao'er to win."
"But Chen Xiao'e still can't face the world. She's an alien that doesn't fit in with the rest of the world. So I still have hope of winning."
"Are you stalling for time?" Lan sneered as she pulled the trigger. She had no interest in anything other than love. "Want to take this last chance to express your feelings to me? Die holding onto the clues you've identified. It doesn't matter."
"Lan, have you ever thought about one thing? If I am bound to lose, but must win, what do you think..." The desperate head suddenly exploded, and He accurately conveyed the last sentence in the scattered flesh.
"How can I possibly win?"
Boom-boom-boom.
Lan's heartbeat was steady. She put her pistol on her waist, took out her cell phone and checked the signal.
The signal of her cell phone has returned to full strength, and she can call for love at any time, letting love come and confirm her desperate death.
So what if you have other projections or clones "surviving"?
Once love is convinced of your death during the ritual, all that remains is a broken vessel that has lost its power and the qualification to fight.
You ask me how I can win love?
My answer is - absolutely not.
Lan calmly pressed the call button and glanced at the safe behind the TV tower where a large amount of cash - that is, energy - was stored.
Those were the energies left after the "death" of despair. If she wanted to lay a mine for love, this was the only option left.
It doesn't matter, I will confirm it before love comes.
Beep...beep...click.
"Hey, Ai, I've got it done here."
......
Ding...Ding-dong.
Chen Xiao'er closed her eyes, and the irritating music finally changed into a melodious melody.
This song is a bit like the light music on the blue planet, it's nice~
The familiar notes soothed her mood. Chen Xiao'er was really exhausted. A mere three or four hours of sleep could not dispel the fatigue that permeated her bones.
"call......"
She breathed softly in meditation. Her eyebrows, eyes, shoulders, fingertips... every joint and muscle in her body relaxed at this moment, floating in a special medium.
Her thoughts kept wandering, and she thought of the soul-summoning rituals performed by the psychics in the Blue Star movies, mixed with wonderful experiences like yoga.
Everyone held hands and formed a circle, and all the people in the circle were immersed in peaceful thoughts.
They perceive the colorful fragments of memories, paintings, dances, movies... and even their once separated families. They gather together again as they were in the past and tell their unfinished words in their ears.
Drop of tears fell down their cheeks, and many regrets slowly dissipated in the rising ceremony.
Chen Xiao'er, the core member, didn't have a similar experience. She just felt relaxed and sleepy...
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——”
"Ah?!" A shrill scream frightened her shoulders and she instantly loosened her hands.
The lady on the right is fine, but the one on the left is Xinnaya. Will she take the opportunity to cause trouble?
Chen Xiao'er quickly turned around, and sure enough!
The moment she pulled her hand back, Xinaya dodged and swung her fist high at the person on the ground.
Her eyebrows seemed to be burning, and every inch of her muscles painted a picture of rage. She could definitely throw out ten punches in the next moment!
Chen Xiao'er stared at her clenched fist and could inexplicably feel Xinnaya's anger: the only reason she didn't attack immediately was that she didn't want the other party to die too easily.
"Stop it first, what happened?" Chen Xiao'er quickly reached out and gently pressed Xinnaya's wrist.
To be honest, her first reaction just now was "Xinaya is going crazy again."
Is it strange that Sinaya wants to beat someone up? She herself has experienced the feeling of being kicked by someone innocently passing by. When something goes wrong, it's always right to blame Sinaya first.
But the guy rolling around with his head in his hands is the leader of a cult. His character cannot be said to be comparable to that of Xinnaya, but they can be said to be similar.
"Oh."
The girl's fingers pressed against Sinaya's wrist, and her rising anger gradually calmed. Her emerald eyes turned, and the words that emanated from her mouth were like ice.
"This guy is so bold that he dared to take advantage of the opportunity to touch me."
"This guy is so bold, trying to take advantage of this opportunity to steal my energy."
After saying this, Xinnaya kicked hard.
Witnessed by Chen Xiao'er, the blow failed to shatter the man into pieces, only a few bones made crisp sounds as they could not bear the weight.
"Ahhhhhh!" The archbishop let out a heart-wrenching howl, the premonition of death burning fiercely in his mind!
Oh no, it’s bad. I will definitely be killed.
He regretted it beyond measure: The difference in life level between me and the abyss beast was too great... How foolish I was...
The black-haired girl in front of him also had an expression of great disgust, and it was obvious that she would not say a word of forgiveness to him.
"Is that so?" Chen Xiao'er looked at the leader who was twisted into a ball on the ground and asked seriously.
Should I... lie?
【"explain."】
explain!
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