When he saw the ninth mural, Du Ze was stunned.

Unlike the previous murals, there was only one person painted on the tall wall. The person had his head half lowered, with long bangs hanging down. His face and expression could not be seen, and only his tightly pursed thin lips could be seen. He stood there, with a slender figure. The light shone from the front, illuminating the person's... eight shadows. Du Ze's eyes widened slightly. The eight shadows were obviously humans, undead, dwarves, demons, elves, beasts, dragons, and celestials. Du Ze looked at the person standing at the gathering point of the eight shadows on the mural and finally reacted.

This is... the protagonist?

After the eighth mural depicting the seventh century, the person depicted on the ninth mural is the protagonist. Does this imply that after the seventh century, Xiu will be the future ruler of the Chaos Continent?

It turns out that there is a future if you follow the protagonist.

Du Ze was so adorable that his face was bleeding. He looked at the mural with great interest and suddenly found something wrong.

The person on the mural had his hands raised in the air, circling in the air, a slightly awkward posture. Du Ze followed the instructions and realized that it was a posture that looked like he was holding something - that thing was relatively large, more than one meter long, and should be about the same size as a person...? Maybe the protagonist was holding a person, an invisible person?

When he looked closer, he found that the figure was depicted in great detail on the wall, even the wrinkles on the corners of the person's mouth and the curves of the skin stretched by the hands were clearly depicted. Du Ze stared at the protagonist in the painting, and a sudden sadness came over him. Although he could not see the expression of the person in the painting, a sense of madness and sadness emanated from him, and the despair as if he had lost the most important treasure made people who saw him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Tick-tick-tick-

The sudden sound of water startled Du Ze, who was unable to extricate himself. He looked in a trance and realized that the sound of water was the tears of blood shed by the person in the mural - the person raised his hands, holding the disappeared person, and questioned the world silently and sadly: He lost the most important existence to him, why can't he cry?

He lost the most important thing in his existence, why couldn't he go crazy?

He lost the most important thing in his existence, why couldn't he... destroy the world?

Du Ze held his head. The tiny sounds were everywhere, rushing into his brain and screaming to squeeze his brain. Du Ze suddenly hit his head hard, and the pain made the sharp sound fade a little. He held his head and staggered to his feet, then watched the new surroundings solidify.

This was no longer a corridor enclosed by murals, but in... outer space? Du Ze could only describe the place he was in this way. All around him were broken stones suspended in the inky blue space, and he was standing on one of the floating stones - it seemed that not long ago, a planet exploded here, leaving behind only fragmented debris and a desolate area.

Du Ze had not yet recovered from his sadness. The impact of the mural was too great. The despair weighed heavily on his heart, making him feel that every beat of his heart would bring deep pain and suffocation. From afar, he heard a debate. Du Ze looked over blankly. Among the broken pumice stones, a blurry figure could be seen.

That was the only figure that could be seen in this desolate place. Du Ze tried to see it more clearly, but the incomplete "land" under his feet restricted his movement. He could only hear intermittent voices coming from afar. That person seemed to be arguing with another person. Although his voice was low and pleasant, it could not conceal his urgency, and there was also a hint of panic and despair.

"...You clearly said...,...I am destroyed...Then what about him?...And...me!"

Then another voice appeared, a voice that seemed to be in great pain, yet full of malicious delight: "The world has been deceived by you... hehehe... into telling you... the truth: he... is gone... already... hehehehehahahahahaha——" The voice became louder and clearer: "You will never find him! Hahahaha——uh!"

The man seemed to be enraged, and strangled the curse-like words. However, even though the voice was full of pain, it did not stop laughing crazily, but instead shouted even more heartbreakingly, "So what if you become the Supreme God! In the whole world, you are the only God!"

This was the last sentence Du Ze heard. The next second, the dazzling light instantly engulfed him. He had never known that when the light was strong enough, it would make people see only blackness. He could not see anything clearly, could not hear anything, and felt like he was wandering in an endless void.

The next moment, Du Ze opened his eyes, and then he was frightened by the face so close that his heart almost stopped. The protagonist of "Mixed Blood" was leaning over him at this time, looking down and studying his earphones very seriously. Seeing that Du Ze had woken up, the undead lich's dull eyes indifferently scanned Du Ze's frozen face, and then silently withdrew his hand that was stretched out to the doujinshi, without any shame of being caught by the real owner.

Did he just save the world by accident?

Du Ze stuffed the doujinshi under his butt with a cold sweat, and began to regret why he didn't throw the doujinshi in the time and space corridor just now. That is the best place in the world to hide things. How stupid. When he thought of the time and space corridor, the scene just now filled Du Ze's mind again. That heart-wrenching curse, like some kind of ominous lingering in Du Ze's heart, was also that sentence that made Du Ze react to what he had just seen.

The time and space corridor can see the future. In the future, only one person can become the Supreme God, and that is Xiu, the protagonist of "Mixed Blood". So the back figure I just saw in the desolate space, is that the protagonist? According to what I just heard, the protagonist seems to be looking for someone. The voice seems to know the whereabouts of that person, but asks the protagonist to destroy the world, so the protagonist listens to that voice and destroys the world - WTF!

Du Ze is so crazy, can you be more amazing in the future! The protagonist really destroyed the world! Are those messy rubble the remains of the Chaos Continent! ? Long live the protagonist! His ferocity and power are off the charts! The world and the author's integrity (?) were shattered into slag... And judging from the situation, even if the protagonist destroyed the world, he still couldn't save the person he was looking for. The voice that Du Ze directly marked as the final BOSS was obviously deceiving the protagonist.

——So what if you become the Supreme God! You are the only God in the world!

When Du Ze thought of this, he felt like his heart was blocked with anger. That is to say, villains will never have a good ending. Even if they succeed in killing the warriors and destroying the world, the only thing they can do in the end is to destroy themselves.

You are such a jerk! I will have a good talk with you about life when I get back!

Du Ze, who has not yet been dressed back, can only silently put away the idea of ​​hanging himself at the author's door. He began to analyze the limited information, trying to find a way to become a god without letting the protagonist reach the final stage. From the previous dialogue and the ninth mural, the protagonist must have lost a very important person in the end, causing his frenzy value to reach MAX.

... Could it be that Vivian, the heroine of "Mixed Blood", died in the end and was hidden by others? With Yi Ye Zhi Qiu's character, this is really possible, so was this a murder caused by a girl? Du Ze immediately established his future goal, and he must treat Saint Vivian as a first-class protected creature and eliminate all those with bad intentions.

Du Ze was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Xiu beside him had a strange look on his face. Since Xiu came out of the Space-Time Corridor, the already pale skin of the Undead had become even more bloodless. He looked at Du Ze who was sitting beside him in silence as always, and somehow he asked, "Do you know about mixed-bloods?"

Du Ze looked at Xiu with a little surprise. He recalled the plot of "Mixed Blood" and then realized it. In the Chaos Continent, mixed-bloods are very unwelcome. For example, the mixed-bloods of humans and elves are looked down upon by the elves, and at the same time, they are rejected by the human race who fully demonstrates the "those who are not my kind must have different hearts". Mixed-bloods can't get good results anywhere, and are directly called bastards. The protagonist was greatly stimulated in the time and space corridor, so... is this asking for comfort?

This is a great opportunity to improve your favorability! Du Ze excitedly wanted to hold the protagonist's hand and said affectionately: I know your anxiety and confusion, dear, I don't discriminate against you.

The reality is, a silly and cute guy nodded with a cold face, nodded again, OVER.

Du Ze said he wanted to take his social disabilities with him to the end.

Fortunately, Xiu seemed to have gotten used to Du Ze's indifference (he was very foggy). His brows were tightly wrinkled and his face was pale, which made people feel a sense of transparent fragility for no reason, like a person made of ice, which would break at the touch. The topic did not end there. The black-robed lich had never been as talkative as this time: "...What do you think?"

He didn't say any pronouns, and seemed to be following up on what he had just said by asking Du Ze what he thought of those mixed-bloods, but Du Ze knew what Xiu was asking: How do you think of me? How do you think of a mixed-blood bastard of eight races who you don't know what to categorize as?

Du Ze wanted to spit out all the cuteness in his heart: What a great boy! Mixed-blood is too cute! However, Du Ze held it in for a long time before spitting out two words stiffly: "Miracle."

As if he had never expected to receive such an answer, Xiu slightly widened his eyes, and the gloom between his brows faded a little. He asked in disbelief: "Miracle?"

This is a one in a trillion miracle, Du Ze really thinks so. Without any human operation or intervention, the protagonist is the only full-race hybrid in the history of Chaos Continent. He is the darling of nature, containing all bloodlines, and no god is more suitable to be the master of Chaos Continent than him.

Du Ze tried very hard to express his admiration for mixed-bloods, but his words were still dryly repeating the same sentence: "Mixed-bloods are miracles."

“You are a miracle.”

Xiu stared at Du Ze in a daze. When he heard the last sentence, he suddenly grabbed Du Ze's shoulders and pulled him closer, staring at him closely as if he was afraid of missing the slightest expression on Du Ze's face: "You know...!"

Du Ze stared at Xiu expressionlessly, trying to calm his heart that had nearly jumped out of its chest. Doubt and hesitation flashed across Xiu's eyes, and finally sank into an endless black, as if it contained all the emotions, but also as if there was nothing.

He asked, "Who are you?"

Du Ze... Du Ze felt as if the universe had blinded him with malice at that moment. He realized belatedly that he had not introduced himself to the protagonist at all, and the protagonist didn't even know his name!

He is a well, two in both directions.

Shocked by his own stupidity, Du Ze stared at Xiu blankly and said woodenly, "I am Du Ze."

I am a reader.

Xiu's bloodless lips moved, but no sound came out, as if he had chewed the name between his teeth and swallowed it, leaving no trace. The black-robed lich opened his thin lips and wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped talking, his face darkened, and he looked up and looked into the distance gloomily.

——Something is coming.

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Xiu opened his eyes and stared upwards in a daze. He had clearly come out of the time corridor, but his soul seemed to be locked in the past and unable to extricate himself.

"Meow~"

Mingjian Xiu woke up, and it came forward to rub Xiu's face. Xiu stood up and held his contracted monster in his arms. The black-robed lich fell into a long silence. He looked at the eight-tailed monster that always liked to stay in his arms, and somehow asked: "Do you know about hybrids?"

"Meow?"

"…What do you think?"

Ming stared at Xiu with its blue and gold eyes, looking at him innocently. Xiu looked at it for a while, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was full of self-mockery, bitterness and hesitation: "Hehe, why am I telling you all this..."

Xiu stared blankly at the endless halo. He had never felt so lonely and helpless as he did at that moment.

It turns out that from the beginning to the end, he was the only one who was different.

——Excerpt from "Mixed Blood"

The author has something to say: ???: You will never find him! Reader: Who are you? Protagonist: Who are you? ???: ...Author: Hehe.