Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1089 There is no way to immortality in the world (97) - the anger of reason
In memory, Count De Creia has never suffered such pain at this moment.

If there is a standard classification of pain, what it endures must have exceeded the highest level by several times, dozens of times, or even a hundred times.

The extreme pain made Count de Creia unprecedentedly focused, and countless memories flashed like a revolving lantern—it could not help but notice something angrily.

In front of this orthodox agent of roots, something seems different.

The orthodox agent is not impossible to kill... At least the power of the royal family can kill it. According to legend, the eternal emperor personally killed the orthodox agent and replaced him—but with the death of the eternal emperor, the root of the orthodox position is missing. There are numerous candidates for contention in the 'Zero' field.

Its teacher, Cicero, became the loser in that competition and withdrew from the stage!

Therefore, Earl de Creia was convinced that the orthodox agent of the root could be killed.

But...but if the orthodox agent has become unkillable...what the hell happened?When did root change the rules on this?

Once the orthodoxy has become an immortal existence, then what is the meaning of existence for all the candidates in the field of 'zero point'?It's...not fair at all! !
unfair!
Count De Creia cried out frantically in his heart.

However, the palm that gripped his head made it unable to make a sound.

At this moment, it is like a vegetative person who can perceive all the pain in the outside world, and the pain is infinitely magnified, but it is still unable to make a sound and make any conditioned reflexes—this kind of predicament makes it even feel more uncomfortable than death.

Time seems to be cut into countless segments, and it is trapped in each segment forever. Even if it silently counts the past of time, it still cannot escape and has to fall into the cycle of going back and forth.

I don't know how long has passed.

Finally, when Earl De Crea's consciousness was about to collapse, the pain it endured instantly disappeared.

This gave Earl De Crea a sense of happiness as if he was instantly thrown into Paradise from the depths of hell.However, while this kind of happiness comes suddenly, it also comes extremely short-lived, because in the next moment, it needs to bear the pain that is constantly magnified.

Like being burned by flames, like being frozen by ice, like being corroded by strong acid, like being bitten by wild animals... In the mind, every sensitive part that should have existed when it had a real body is now as if it has been bitten by a The red-hot steel needles pierced like...

Its sanity was on the verge of collapse again because of this, and all the pain disappeared at this moment - it once again experienced the happiness of being thrown into heaven, but after a very short time, it was laid down again In the hell of pain.

how many times?how many times?how many times?
Infinite times... And the spirit gradually became numb because it couldn't bear the pain.

Finally... maybe it was just an illusion, but finally, Count De Creia felt that the pain was far away from him again.

This time, it didn't feel the blissful feeling of being thrown into heaven.

Just simply feeling the pain stop.

When Luo Qiu's palm was released from its forehead, Earl De Creia let out a plop, and directly collapsed on the ground.

Its eyes were distracted, its body twitched non-stop, its lips trembled meaninglessly, and it let out a simple but painful panting sound.

"100 years." Luo Qiu looked coldly at the twitching Earl De Crea, "I will let you suffer all the extreme pain I can imagine in the spiritual world for 100 years. But... ..."

Count De Creia's eyes regained some focus, and Luo Qiu's face gradually became clear... Instinctively, Count De Creia closed his eyes.

It dare not look.

"but."

Luo Qiu once again lifted Earl De Creia's body and grabbed its neck, "Even so, it still can't make the anger in my heart go away, even if it's only [-]%. I really don't like this This state... I should, how to torture you."

"Give...give me a good time..." Earl De Creia's voice trembled, "Please..."

It's like a collection of all horrible things... So calm, but it makes Count De Creia tremble from the soul level... It can't even tell whether it is the orthodox agent of the root in front of it, or an angry demon.

Luo Qiu said indifferently: "This is actually not good... My emotions are out of control. If I simply kill you, it is even worse if I can't calm down my emotions. Everyone has a less good side...Obviously I No exception. But it seems to have been suppressed for too long, too long."

"You...what do you want to do..." Count De Creia trembled all over.

"100 years is not enough, 1000 years, 1 years?"

Luo Qiu looked at Earl De Creia with an unusually quiet expression, "Or, how about enduring such pain for an endless time? Don't worry, I will keep your mind from breaking down and keep you sane at all times... I even plan to Just keep it positive. You know, if I want to, I can do it...just a thought."

"Gaia...it's all because of Gaia!" Earl de Creia panicked: "I don't know why you came back, why you were able to come back, and even became the orthodoxy of this generation...but, but I can use My technology, let her recover! I...I can make her a real princess! As long as you let me go...I will completely surrender by your side! Offer my loyalty, everything I have!"

"I said I could do anything if I wanted to... I've always known that. But I'm afraid that once I get used to that, everything will become boring to me. .”

Luo Qiu shook his head, "Understood? I don't need any allegiance from you... So, all you have is the value that makes my anger go away."

"I can not be reconciled--!!!!"

Count De Crea let out an angry growl.

"By the way, I thought of a good idea."

Luo Qiu suddenly put down Count de Creia, under its astonished expression, "Cicero seems to have left you with difficulties... In fact, it doesn't matter if I tell you, your teacher seems willing to let you inherit his legacy." Everything—I just don’t like letting you get it easily, so I left you with some difficulties. But... it just left you suffering, and it didn’t make it final that you must be able to inherit it.”

Count de Creia only felt his body disappearing bit by bit at this moment... The source of the alien body in his body was extracted bit by bit at this moment... Separation!
Its consciousness, and the body constructed by the source of the alien body, were directly separated in Luo Qiu's thoughts.

"I will give you a body." Luo Qiu said, and tapped Earl De Creia's consciousness cluster, "but it's just a very fragile body, maybe you can't even beat a wild dog."

A weak body slowly appeared at this time, and Earl De Creia's consciousness slowly merged into this body at this time - it suddenly opened its eyes, unprecedentedly weak, making it terrified!

"Finally, I will let you enjoy a succession game that can never be completed..."

Luo Qiu's voice echoed softly in the main control room, like a whisper in his ears, making Earl De Creia's nerves tense up instantly, his heart - its current heart, was beating crazily .

"You will never die, and the things you dream of will always be within your reach, but you can never really touch it..."

It was as if he was directing a simple play and writing an unchanging script... Luo Qiu's voice made Count De Creia fall to his knees on the ground in despair.

"You're always upbeat and positive, and even when you're feeling down, you cheer up..."

The script continues...

Count De Creia curled up in fear at this new body, biting his fingers nervously.

"By the way, every failure will become your motivation, and the desire for what you want in your heart will become your motivation again and again... You will strengthen your belief every time until you feel that you may already be You can do anything until... you keep failing, and you keep trying, and you fail, and you try, and you fail. And so you go, in an endless loop."

"Stop talking!!!!!!"

In the main control room, Earl de Creia hugged his head in pain, making a hissing sound like lung cracking.

At this moment, it only felt a dimness in front of its eyes, and its consciousness fell into a deep sleep at this moment. Its thoughts were frantically resisting Luo Qiu's voice... Resisting the 'game' he described, instinctively shutting down everything look and feel.

Count De Creia then fell to the ground and passed out.

Luo Qiu then closed his eyes and took a slow breath.

……

When he opened his eyes again, his expression was no longer so indifferent - Luo Qiu slowly exhaled again, and at the same time spread his palms.

A black mist slowly emerged from his palm.

Luo Qiu gathered his palms together to smother the black mist... His expression softened again, "It's much more comfortable."

After that, Luo Qiu walked up to the girl who fell on the ground.

She had obviously passed out, and she was leaning against the white column at this time, her scattered hair almost covering most of her face.

Looking at the girl who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, Luo Qiu's remaining anger subsided little by little.

He combed the girl's messy hair with his hands, and wiped away the tears on her face.

"I have you in my memory... but it's obviously not something that belongs to me now." Luo Qiu placed his finger on the girl's face, feeling the delicate skin of the girl, "Then...you are so important to me. What is it?"

The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Luo Qiu hugged her at this moment... The body movements seemed to be faster than his thinking.

He glanced at the main control room, looked at Count de Creia who was lying on the ground, and muttered, "It seems that I was the one who gave you the last suffering from Cicero."

Saying that, Luo Qiu disappeared from the main control room—at the same time, what also disappeared was the 'Book of Alaya' placed on another column.

……

……

A figure flew up from below.

At this moment, Taoist Baijie was being held up by the collar of the maid, and was brought back to the square outside Penglai Palace—and there was no doubt that a group of visitors who were not in the square were also appearing at this moment. In the sight of the maid lady.

This is obviously Long Xiruo, Su Zijun and a group of people.

"Owner."

When seeing Su Zijun appear out of thin air, Jessica was startled at first, then breathed a sigh of relief, and ran directly in front of Su Zijun—but, the attack of the Resia still did not stop.

A beam of light has come to Jessica's back at this moment - Su Zijun's face changed slightly.

It's just that at this moment, a black light flashed, and the light cannon that was about to focus on Jessica was canceled out at this moment—Jessica was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she found that it was the maid who was in the distance who rescued her.

"Miss Jessica, please don't leave a safe distance." You Ye said calmly at this time.

"I'm sorry." Jessica said quickly.

"It's fine." You Ye shook his head.

But when she said it was okay, she didn't mean that Jessica survived the catastrophe - but that the huge Resia in the sky had stopped its crazy light cannon attack at this moment.

Everything stopped—yes, before I knew it, everything stopped.

It's just that right now, the entire Penglai treasure house is like the earth after being hit by the rain of meteorites, full of holes - lush forests, gorgeous terrain, those wealth and treasures that make people chase and make people crazy when placed outside, at this moment I am afraid not many will be able to stay.

Xuanyuan Palace is still tenaciously floating in its original position - it is like a city in the sky, floating above the ground.

The Resia, launched high above, was hovering still.

It was only then that it was discovered that it was huge, like a huge diamond-shaped crystal, emitting a metallic luster under the sun.

At this time, Dazhe came back—he did not know where he broke a thick and long branch, and stabbed it behind Wang Hu—the belt on the trousers behind him, just like this, carrying Wang Hu back.

By the way, Da Zhe also stuffed a few crushed leaves in his nose, honestly Bala looks like a worker who just came back from picking dung.

"It's ready." The maid didn't even look at Wang Hu right now.

She looked at Long Xiruo and his party, then swept past Taoist Baijie, Qin Chuyu was after that, and said calmly: "Everyone can leave."

The maid lady opened a twisted passage in the square.

Seeing this, Dazhe threw out the special pole in his hand without saying a word—and by the way, threw the Wang Hu on it into the crack in the passage, and then pressed his nostrils and sprayed out the crushed leaves.

Long Xiruo frowned at this time - she didn't know what happened on the Resia, and she was not very willing to leave like this.

"Please." The maid slightly waved her hand at this time.

"Go!" Long Xiruo gritted his teeth and said, turned his head and walked into the passage.

After that, Gui Qianyi and Guiying had no choice but to support Xiao Shengmo, and also followed—Su Zijun glanced thoughtfully at the Resia in the sky, and then followed together—Jessica also followed I had no choice but to follow quickly, but before leaving, I still greeted the maid lady.

Watching everyone walk into and out of the passage one by one, Taoist Baijie let out a sigh of relief, and said quietly, "I'll wait for Boss Luo to come back... this business still needs to be finished."

(End of this chapter)