The End of the Earth

Absolute Dark Vision

Under the influence of the Demon's Eye, Xiang San was unable to see through the dark world before him.

However, with the existence of the black crystal tree, he felt that Ling Yi should not be able to pose a threat to him for the time being.

"Even if you plunge me into this darkness, what can you do to me?"

Facing Xiang San's ignorant remarks, Ling laughed out loud and said, "You are just a human being after all. Do you still think you are on Earth?

This is a world I created, and you have been separated from the real world.

And my intention is not to trap you.

I will use this world I created to completely devour your consciousness."

Xiang San felt an overwhelming and powerful consciousness enveloping him.

The black crystal was unable to block this consciousness that was as powerful as heaven and earth. It passed through the black crystal tree and enveloped Xiang San's consciousness.

Xiang San released all the dark magic particles, which represented all his consciousness and soul.

Faced with such a terrifying consciousness, Xiang San must use his most original power to fight against it.

At this moment, external forces were of no help. Xiang San controlled the black magic particles like the Big Bang of the universe. Countless tiny black magic particles quickly spread to this dark world.

With the blessing of the rules of this world, Ling's divine consciousness can theoretically be comparable to that of a real God, because this is his world.

The consciousness of both sides collided violently. Although Ling always had the upper hand, he found that he could not sense the existence of Xiang San's consciousness, as if Xiang San's consciousness had become parasitic in this world.

How can this be?

And in the analysis of the black magic particles, the spirit's divine consciousness is like silk threads all over the sky, spreading throughout the entire dark world.

Every time Ling's consciousness attacked, Xiang San could feel the fluctuations of those threads.

After a long collision of consciousnesses, Xiang San regained the feeling of fighting against the New World Company's super intelligence. In comparison, Ling's consciousness attack was more terrifying, but he could sense and predict the opponent's attack.

The situation does not seem to be that serious. The black magic particles are more powerful than Xiang San thought. Even beings like spirits cannot capture the particles he created.

The spirit who was fighting with Xiang San's consciousness already felt that the situation was beyond his control.

First, the human named Maple used his willpower to clear away the evil spirit that the spirit had infused into the divine sword.

Later, the demigods he controlled also escaped from his control.

Humans, Ling really couldn't understand why such an inferior human species could always unexpectedly break free from his power. Although he only had one ten-thousandth of the power of a true god, that should not be something that the inferior creatures in this world could resist.

Could it be? Ling thought of the Earth again. Could this be a planet where an ancient will was dormant?

He was unwilling to give up. He had finally gained complete control of the three immortal palaces and was about to break free from their constraints, but now he felt a sense of frustration he had never felt before at these humans.

Inner Demon-Spirit

As a demon born from the divine consciousness, it is his characteristic to risk everything. Faced with Xiang San's strange consciousness, he was really angry.

In Xiang San's perception, the density of the silk threads in this world was getting higher and higher, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Xiang San didn't know what the other party was going to do, but he knew it would be a terrible blow!

He did not dare to hesitate. The black magic particles gathered from all directions to those dense silk threads. He knew that those silk threads were the consciousness of the spirit. He used a small part of the black magic particles to continue the uninterrupted attack as bait. Most of his black magic particles were attached to the consciousness of the spirit.

Ling was completely unaware of the existence of the black magic particles attached to his consciousness, and those threads suddenly emitted a flash of light.

The entire dark world seemed to suddenly stop.

Ling's thread-like consciousness and the small amount of black magic particles that Xiang San used to attack him all disappeared?

No! It should be said that it was erased. Although it was only a small part, Xiang San still felt a pang of heartache. The value of the black magic particles was immeasurable, and it was also the thing that maintained his self-awareness.

Without the support of the spirit's divine power, the entire dark world began to shed its dark veil, and Xiang San controlled the black magic particles to return to his body.

In a blink of an eye, Xiang San returned to the real world.

As soon as he appeared, a warning sounded in his ear.

"Police! Unknown person, turn around! Put your hands up! Hold them down!"

Xiang San released the form of the black crystal tree, and he did as he was told, slowly raised his hand and turned around.

"Monsieur Marquis? Is that you?"

Xiang San nodded slightly, and the police officer signaled his two companions to put down their guns first.

"What on earth is going on here, Monsieur Marquis?"

“It’s a long story”

Xiang San glanced at the four demigod puppets lying on the ground.

The three police officers began to examine the body lying on the ground. The uniforms of the three police officers were in the style of the old era, but more like a new style that integrated explosion-proof suits.

Could it be that there are riots in the outer city area?

The leading officer stood up and asked, "Mr. Marquis? They are all still alive, but the woman may not be able to hold on. She has lost too much blood."

Xiang San was stunned. Are they all still alive?

Xiang San hurriedly squatted down and checked Qian Pingyu's vital signs, and found that she still had a weak breath and heartbeat.

Xiang San didn't think much and asked the three police officers to wait at the door first. He wanted to save Qian Pingyu.

The leading police officer led his men to the door of the room and closed it behind him.

"Boss? Isn't that against the rules? And his identity hasn't been confirmed."

"There's no doubt he's the new Marquis. He's wearing the attire, ring, and medals that represent his royal title. Even though he only has the ring on him, I can still recognize him.

And remember, in the Elven Kingdom, especially in the Royal City, the Elven royal family and those lords are the rules. We are just ordinary people, don't take yourself too seriously. We are all working to make a living and support our families, and we only have one life."

The police officer who asked the question slapped his mouth and cursed himself for being bored.

The leading officer glanced at another young man who had just joined his team. Seeing that he was a little depressed, he consoled him, "Boy, do you think what Master said is cowardly?"

"No, no."

"In the future, you will understand that no matter how much I tell you, it is better for you to experience some things yourself.

I am not saying this to ask you to go with the flow, but to tell you that you should do things within your ability and enforce the majesty of the kingdom's laws within your capabilities.

Besides, I didn’t break the rules.”

The other two officers' eyes lit up as they listened to the experienced officer's story.

“First, we received a report that four people in black robes entered a woman’s house in broad daylight, and that the woman was the family member of a soldier from the Kingdom Armoured Brigade.

According to the informant's information, the order of people entering the house was the hostess, four men in black robes, and the Marquis.

When we entered the house, we saw four men in black robes lying on the ground and the hostess lying in a pool of blood.

We just checked and the wound on the hostess was fatal, a penetrating wound.

The four men in black robes were holding sharp weapons in their hands, and the Marquis was standing so calmly behind the hostess, which did not fit the position of the wound attack.

Of course, it is also possible that the Marquis and the four men in black robes are not ordinary people, but fusionists or superhumans.

But reasonable deduction shows that the perpetrator of this incident could not be the Marquis."

"why?"

The leading officer glanced at the young officer with a slight smile and asked, "The cases we deal with are nothing more than ordinary spree-style killings, or they are about money, fame, or women.

Do you think this Marquis is crazy?"

“…unlike.”

"Do you think the Marquis is short of money?"

“…unlike.”

"Fame and fortune? Women?"

"Master, please stop talking. I understand."