After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

"Ah...boring."

A long sigh fell in the empty ancient hall.

In the huge hall, there is only one throne, and only one man sits on it.

The man has quite gloomy facial features and a cold aura. Anyone who takes a look at it will be horrified to dream at night.

This person is the current ruler of the underworld, Lord Taishan, Yi Feng.

Its slender, skeleton-like fingers drew in the air, turning into a chessboard.

Chess pieces stood on the chessboard, and after being pointed by his finger, the black pieces were broken into pieces one by one and fell on the chessboard.

Just like the three judges he fell apart.

Although he lost his help, Yi Feng didn't seem depressed.

Rather than saying he wasn't depressed, it was better to say that he didn't have any emotional changes.

Rubbing the last black king with his fingers, he said to himself, "It's so boring. It's so boring."

He puts the black king in the white camp and lets him be surrounded by white.

Looking at this helpless scene, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes instead.

That is the mood swing that he has rarely had in these hundreds of years——

look forward to.

When Yi Heng was born, he had looked forward to it.

When the black and white judge appeared, he had expected it.

He also looked forward to Song Qinqing's death.

Unfortunately, every time, his expectations were in vain.

No one got his wish.

But this time, there should be hope, right?

Yi Feng looked at the black king surrounded by white, and thought so.

In his whole life, just existence made him bored to the point of suffocation.

As a mortal, he found the human world boring.

He thought about committing suicide, but by chance, he became the King of Pluto.

When he first became Pluto, he thought, maybe it would be more interesting to rule other gods, right?

Interesting, but only briefly.Then what greeted him was a long and boring life.

He is not a mortal and cannot kill himself.

He even tried to return the Nether Bone to Heaven, so that he could return to the mortal body.

However, the law of heaven restricted him.

Because the law of death in the three realms is pressing on him alone.

Before this law changed hands, the way of heaven would not allow him to disappear.

Boring, but eternal life?

Sounds scary right?

But in Yi Feng's view, if he can feel scary, he will not be bored and not so scary.

He doesn't want to exist, because existence will only make him feel bored.

He thought: If he can't destroy himself and the world, what will happen?

He didn't do it because he was sure that if the world was destroyed, he would be the only one left...

That would be even more boring.

In order not to be bored, then erase your own existence.

He made up his mind—

Erase your own existence at all costs.

……

The destined day finally came.

When Yi Feng launched a surprise attack on the God of Love Forest alone, the Three Realms were shocked.

This is probably the last battle of the gods and ghosts.Therefore, all the gods in the four domains were on the alert and watched the battle from a distance.

The gods looked at the lonely Pluto.

Regardless of whether they came from the four realms of the God Realm or the underworld he ruled, these gods without exception stared at him with fearful eyes.

Even if he is alone, the gods also believe that he can overthrow the power of God's Domain by himself.

Yes, he is that strong.

So strong that he couldn't kill himself.

On the day of the battle, he noticed that his son, who had been trained by himself as a suicide weapon, stood in front of all the gods of love and tried to be his enemy alone.

He closed his eyes and took a look, sensing the opponent's rapid improvement in skill, but it was far from enough to successfully annihilate him.

He thought that if he had twice as much skill, it should be enough.

He looked for another person next to his son, but found that the white-haired boy was nowhere to be found.

No wonder his son looked so irritable.

Those eyes were scarlet like a ghost who has experienced all the tortures in hell.

"My son Yiheng." He deliberately opened his mouth to try to provoke his son, "All of this was caused by you."

"Uh..." Yi Heng only gritted his teeth and stared at him without speaking.

"Actually, from the beginning, as long as you listen to me, cut off your love and desire, and inherit the throne of Pluto, all these tragedies will never happen."

"Oh." Yi Heng sneered, "Are you going to blame all your crimes on me?"

Seeing the change in Yi Heng's expression, he knew that he had succeeded.

Yi Heng was irritated by him.

And his anger nourished the thousands of ghosts that grew wantonly behind him.

All the ghost generals listened to Yi Heng's orders and were ready to march at any time.

Yi Feng, king of the underworld, is in a corner that no one knows.

Roll up an expectant smile.

……

On the skyline of the human world, cloud stains like black blood spread.

The blood color seemed to have been layered layer after layer, so that it was so rich that it became an indestructible black, and even the edges were dazzling bright red.

In those few days, the children in the world cried and cried, as if children all over the world fell into an inexplicable panic.

There are rumors that seep from the extremely dark place, saying that there are ghosts in the daytime.

Those ghosts are not looking for people.

They are on the way to the battlefield, passing through the world.

Shouting terrifying orders, they swept across the world with a sinister wind.

Go to the battlefield of ghosts.

The windhorns of Skyline lingered for days.

The blood color continued, layer by layer.

People know that something earth-shattering has probably happened in the two realms of the gods and the underworld.

But people can do nothing but pray.

……

The fierce battle with Yi Feng lasted for seven days.

During these seven days, Yi Heng, as the main general, controlled all ghosts to wreak havoc on the battlefield; all the gods of love assisted, and the attack target was only one person.

But even so, they were still no match for Pluto Yi Feng.

The other party is burdened with the shackles of the rules of death, and it seems that the heavens are protecting the existence.

Its spiritual power is like a living spring, even if it counterattacks and washes away the God Realm over and over again, it is still flowing continuously, and there is no sign of emptiness.

Yi Feng's expression looked very boring.

Pluto looked at the gods arrogantly, as if he felt that there was no way to fight, and was about to evacuate alone.

At this moment, the battlefield of the gods was blank for a moment.

Yes, for a second, everything the gods saw faded.

Like a black and white cartoon.

Just when the gods thought it was an illusion, the battlefield was blank again.

This time, all the gods could see clearly that they appeared on the same plane as if they had been reduced in dimension.

And in this picture, the only three-dimensional person——

It was the one who disappeared for more than ten days, Song Qinqing.

……

In the process of Song Qinqing's cultivation, the enchantment was suddenly developed to the extreme...

Bring him into a dimensionality reduction space.

Here, there is no concept of time, and he is the only being that can act.

And everything in front of you is a group composed of 1 and 0.

He tried to reorganize part of the figures, and then moved the body up one layer.

Song Qinqing discovered that the original cultivation environment had changed.

The changed shape of the object happened to be at the position where he modified the number.

Song Qinqing had a guess, he wanted to go back to the numbers.

He fell back to the level of numbers.

This time, according to his own wishes, he rearranged some of the numbers.

Checking the realm of cultivation again, he found that changes had indeed occurred again.

He couldn't find a way to leave here for the time being.

During those days trapped here, he began to study the numerical laws of everything in this world in space.

He didn't know how long he had been trapped, nor how long he had studied it painstakingly.

When he found the exit breakthrough...

Song Qinqing has appeared on the battlefield of all ghosts and gods.

All the gods are reduced to a two-dimensional plane.

——"Dear!"

—— "Why did you show up! Where have you been these days!"

—— "Speaking of which, what's going on now?"

——"Qiqin suddenly became so strong?"

Song Qinqing saw in the picture that the villagers of Aishenlin were waving excitedly at him.

He also saw that his lover Yi Heng, whom he hadn't seen for several days, could clearly see the tears in his red eyes smothered by longing even in the black and white picture.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Song Qinqing said to them, but she didn't dare to touch those pictures without authorization.

He knew that at this time, he might change those lines at any time, thereby changing the original world.

He cast his gaze to the other side of the screen.

Where stood his lifelong enemy, Yi Feng.

This is not the first time Song Qinqing has met Yi Feng.

It was the first time he confronted Yi Feng.

That was the lover's biological father. Song Qinqing admitted that he could indeed see traces of the lover's facial features from the other's face.

But the difference is different from Yi Heng, this Pluto who has been in office for hundreds of years, apart from the sense of terror that shocks the world, there is also a sense of powerlessness that only he can discover and that no one can see.

That is, lifeless powerlessness.

At this moment, all the gods of love cheered when they saw Song Qinqing appearing in such an eye-opening state.

They were full of joy and confirmed that in this battle, Pluto Yi Feng would definitely die.

But among them, there is one person who is happier than them.

This person is Pluto Yi Feng.

Hades suddenly laughed wildly, laughing so that the lines around his body began to be messy, causing the whole world to tremble.

Yi Feng is like a lunatic, laughing madly, laughing like a lunatic.

——"What's wrong with Pluto?"

——"Because I'm about to lose, I can't accept it, are you crazy?"

—— "But why do I feel that he seems really happy?"

—— "I seem to have this feeling too. Is it an illusion?"

The voices of the gods dissipated in Yi Feng's wild laughter.

Yi Feng knew that it was not their illusion.

Song Qinqing also knew.

"Finally...finally!" Yi Feng almost stared out of his eye sockets, and grinned ferociously, and said to the people outside the screen, "Do it! Try to kill me, come on, do it! "

Offscreen, Song Qinqing shook her head indifferently.

Yi Feng was startled, the smile froze on his face, looking very ugly, "What? You dare not? Are you afraid?"

Song Qinqing chuckled, "A long-cherished wish is about to come true, so you can't bear your temper? Compared with verbal provocations, you have used so many clever methods. I thought that this time, you would use even more clever methods to provoke me."

"Uh..." Yi Feng's expression sank, and the lines of his whole body became gloomy.

"I have a characteristic, I am eager to learn." Song Qinqing continued with a calm smile, "I learned dignity from Mr. Zhuang Yan, love from senior brother, and protection from Yi Heng... from you , I also learned something. It was something no one else taught me.”

Yi Feng's facial muscles trembled, as if he had clenched his teeth.

"Look, you took away the innocence that Mr. Zhuang Yan defended all his life, the love that your senior brother cherished all his life, and the person that Yi Heng guarded with his flesh and blood. You taught me one by one, one by one. What is the top aesthetic of revenge..."

In the picture, the gods looked at Song Qinqing showing a beautiful and gentle smile like a bodhisattva...

But with a coercion that makes all ghosts fear.

In Song Qinqing's soft voice, she uttered the two words as cold as three feet of ice: "Zhu, Xin."

As if anticipating the other party's intentions, Yi Feng's hands began to tremble violently.

The lines involving his whole body were broken and chaotic.

"You will do whatever it takes to disappear, so how can I let you do what you want?"

Song Qinqing smiled like a flower, but sentenced Pluto to death——

"I want you, aware of your own existence, but unable to do anything. Forever, forever."

forever!eternal life!

There is no more terrible curse than this!

Yi Feng covered his head and screamed like losing his mind, but it was too late...

Song Qinqing reached out to him in the picture.

Yi Feng was dragged into the hell of dimensionality reduction.

Layer by layer.

Yi Feng felt that he was locked and decomposed into countless numbers...

But the consciousness is exceptionally sober.

Yi Feng sensed his clearest emotion——

It was the fear that suffocated him.

It was also his only fear.

For the boring immortal...

Eternal fear.

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The boss is over!The finale of the next chapter——