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"But there's one thing I still can't figure out."

"Huh?" Xiaolu raised her eyes.

Yiwei frowned and muttered: "It's strange, this game seems to have a strong desire to survive?"

"How to say?" Xiaolu looked all ears.

"To be precise, it is to avoid the feeling of going to a gameover." Yiwei considered his own description, "If the game is over, once the game is restarted, the world will also restart—as if trying to avoid this feeling of restarting."

"After the game world is restarted, what will happen to our characters?" Having said that, Xiaolu paused, and then added a scope point, "I mean, can you load the file and start over?"

"There is no file loading." Yiwei honestly explained, "You have evolved into what you are now, there are too many coincidences, it is basically impossible to copy. If you restart after the gameover, then you will probably be initialized."

"In that case, isn't it possible for us to do it all over again?" Xiaolu smiled softly, as if all this had nothing to do with her, "If that's the case, isn't it no wonder?"

Yiwei was stunned upon hearing this.

At the same time, Yiwei accidentally discovered that the Demon King didn't seem to be surprised by this situation.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he always had that calm and breezy appearance.

"Brave, didn't you say that the current development of this game has completely deviated from the original plot? That is to say, this is an isolated copy." The devil smiled and said earnestly, "It is already a unique existence."

Yiwei was so surprised that he was speechless for a while.

Ignoring the brave man who was so surprised that his brain crashed on the spot, Xiaolu raised his head and looked up at the world tree that had been catalyzed with his magic eyes. Seeing the shadow of the tree whirling, he said with emotion like a dream: "I want to let this world continue, I want to To allow myself to live—for my own wishes, or in other words, for my own benefit, I can understand."

Yiwei was shocked immediately, and subconsciously raised his voice to retort: ​​"But it's just a game program!"

"It's just a game program...?" Xiaolu turned her eyes away to the person who refuted, and sighed with a smile that didn't make any sense, and said it almost persuasively, "According to the logic of your concept, it's fine for me or Xiaolan. And Yongle and Huiyu—we are all just a collection of program data, brave man."

This passage was to the point, but Yiwei immediately became hoarse after hearing it.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Xiaolu asked curiously: "Brave, have you verified what you just said?"

Speaking of this, he got angry, Yiwei rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Not yet. When I was about to verify, I saw that there seemed to be something on your side, so I came here—that is, What the hell were you doing just now?"

"Oh, that..." Little Green replied lightly, "I liberated the form of the emerald wand."

"what!?"

"It's not entirely successful, though."

This progress is no longer the point, Yiwei has heard that his eyes are about to pop out.

As if deciding to call later to order a takeaway of the double-headed dragon meat, Xiaolu clasped her palms lightly, and said to the stunned Yiwei: "Brave man, since you have given such information, it is reasonable to , I should give you a gift in return."

Without waiting for the hero to express his opinion, the Demon King slightly raised the hand holding the wand.

As if echoing the demon king's thoughts, a faint light suddenly emerged from the emerald on the head of the wand.

"In the name of Hyperion."

As soon as Shen Yin finished speaking, in Xiaolu's open hand, the emerald wand rose and suspended, and suddenly disintegrated in the state of particles, turning into a surging black and green mist.

The cloud of black mist danced in front of the Demon King, centering on its own body, pulling out a swirling wind.

In the chaotic air current, the expressionless Demon King stretched out his hands.

Immediately, the black mist entwined around the pair of forearms he raised, and in the grasp, they were divided into two strands in the silent pulsation, gathered and then condensed, gradually turning into a pair of long and narrow shapes like adobe, and then concealed in the green flames Down.

The demon king clasped both hands, holding the position of the handle; on one side of the wrist, the shape was determined; when he swung his arms at will, the green fireworks dissipated with the sound of breaking through the air, and the pair of shapes showed their true appearance.

It was a pair of black shiny long swords.

The huge emerald was divided into two parts, which were attached to the hilts of the two swords respectively, also emitting a dark green light.

"Finally successful."

Looking down at the two swords in her hands, Xiaolu smiled and sighed, looking tired but relieved.

In an instant, the demon king's momentum skyrocketed.A shadow with fangs and claws emerged from behind the demon king, and rushed up to the towering giant tree.The demonization of the world tree was advanced by half in an instant, and most of the tree was swallowed by darkness in the blink of an eye.

Only the ray of light in the side corner is struggling to support.

Looking up at the towering tree that was half-covered by the darkness in the blink of an eye, Yiwei felt that he seemed to be unable to keep up with the plot, so that at this moment he could only stand there dumbfounded.

After finally recovering from the shock, he couldn't help asking the Demon King in surprise: "Your profession is magic, so what's the point of switching to a combat weapon?"

Xiaolu shook her head, and patiently added an explanation: "The meaning is not in the shape of the weapon, but in controlling the black mist."

Hearing such a huge amount of information, Yiwei didn't want to talk anymore, because he realized that the topic had been led away by the other party, and he had been played around by the other party.

However, even though the Demon King's answer was incomplete, at the moment of hearing this response, Yiwei remembered the window with data scrolling rapidly before.

——Are you full? This is it?

One-dimensional really, completely doesn't understand.

There was still a faint smile on the corner of Xiaolu's mouth, so gentle that he didn't feel like he was the final boss—"Thank you, Brave. If what you just said is correct, I think I'm the final boss." I understand."

"What?" Yiwei was taken aback.

Xiaolu smiled slightly, "The reason why that sword appeared."

Yiwei was even more puzzled, "Didn't I give Senior Blue a chance to kill you?"

"That's right." Xiaolu didn't mind, "It's just that I haven't figured it out before: Why Xiaolan? Now I finally understand."

Yiwei recalled what he had just said, and slowly nodded thoughtfully.

"Brave, do you know the new history about that sword?"

This question was suddenly thrown by the Demon King, and Yiwei frowned immediately.

Of course, Yiwei knows about the history of joining out of thin air——

As early as tens of millions of years ago, the first generation of demon king Huberia tried to catalyze [World Tree].

At that time, human beings who were in despair prayed to the Valkyrie - Brenhill, and finally got the legendary [Sword of Glory] - Sapphire Holy Sword, and formed a knight order in the name of Brenhill, intending to work together to resist the devil.

Even so, it still failed to prevent the Demon King from carrying out his plan.

However, just as the Demon King was about to achieve his goal, a brave man put all his strength, spirit and life into being, and finally won the recognition of the legendary sword. The catalytic effect of the World Tree] has kept the dwelling place for the humans in this world.

"Wait!"

Maybe he was enlightened by the hint of the devil, but this time, Yiwei felt that he had grasped the key to something wrong.

——Just when the Demon King was about to be achieved, a brave man put all his strength, spirit and life into being, and finally won the recognition of this legendary sword...

That paragraph of text is played back emphatically in the one-dimensional consciousness.

——The brave man devoted all his strength, spirit and life, and finally won the recognition of this legendary sword...

"It's a lie..." Unknowingly, Yiwei's face was full of disbelief, "The price of the sword's full awakening should, shouldn't be..."

A brave man puts all his strength and spirit into...

And, life.

--life! ?

"Senior Lan will die?!" The eyes that were staring out of the window met the silent eyes of the Demon King, and the brave man was so surprised that he jumped up as if he was suddenly electrified, "You knew it a long time ago!?"

In this case, the previous series of changes of the Demon King will be explained in an instant.

——No...it’s still not right!

Yiwei quickly calmed down.

——Still can't explain it...

Now the Demon King is more likely to use all means to urge Senior Blue to increase his level quickly, but that...wouldn't it only speed up the progress of the full awakening of the Sapphire Holy Sword? !

Difficultly driving his brain to work, Yiwei felt that he was about to break his head.When he spoke again, Yiwei actually tasted some kind of broken jar from his tone: "It means...why did you think of this level?"

"Brave man, do you know how our demons express their love?" Xiaolu smiled and said smugly, "Eat the other party and completely take the other party's power as your own."

"Okay..." Yiwei responded with an air of indifference.

Speaking of...

Yiwei has always disliked the kind of guesswork that has countless subtexts and has to read and comprehend every word and sentence several times, which makes him feel very annoyed.Although the tone of speech is usually not very good, but whenever there is a problem, he will choose to speak directly.

This time too.

"Devil King, I really don't understand, what exactly do you think about Senior Lan?"

Faced with this question, Xiaolu's eyes widened as if blindfolded.

Yiwei stared at him closely.

"I like Xiaolan."

Little Green said so.

It was as frank as if it had been said a million times before.

"Stop!" Yiwei raised his hand abruptly, and stopped the conversation calmly, "Is the liking you mentioned the one I thought of?"

"Although I don't know which liking you are thinking of, but Xiaolan explained to me the liking of human beings before, and also mentioned this information when playing with mobile phones..." Xiaolu tilted her head and pondered carefully. Seeing that there was no embarrassment at all, "Looking at you now, I think—well, probably so."

The tone was sober and gentle, Yiwei blushed and felt a little indigestion at the same time, the moment he saw the devil again, his eyes were peaceful, as if full of delicate love, his originally chaotic mind suddenly became more chaotic .

In Yiwei's eyes, the Demon King under the shadow of the dark tree is just a normal smile.

Laughing so hard that Yiwei felt inexplicably hairy.

That smile is so pure.

Quiet and composed, sober and determined.

Before Yiwei could squeeze out a voice from between his trembling lips, the figure of the brave man suddenly disappeared.

Seeing the brave man suddenly disappear again, Xiaolu has long been accustomed to it, and her expression is so normal that there is no change in the slightest.

"Is it offline, or is it offline?"

——But it doesn't matter what the answer is.

The control of the emerald wand was released, and the pair of black and shiny long swords reintegrated into a wand.

Putting the hand holding the wand behind her back, Xiaolu once again looked up at the towering giant tree behind her.

"So you also want to live..."

A gust of wind passed by, shaking off the branches and leaves with a rustling sound.

There was no one in the field, but Xiaolu seemed to have already got the answer.

Alone under the World Tree, thinking of the existence of the time that brightened her blank memory, Xiaolu hooked the corners of her mouth and her eyes were firm.

"If that's the case, I still can't just ignore him."

Even if the lifespan of demons and humans is different.

Even if, only memories remain from now on.

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"Why was he banned and disconnected at this time..."

Looking at the prompt pop-up window in the display screen, Yiwei frowned dissatisfiedly and muttered.

At the same time, he was vaguely grateful.

Recalling what he just learned, Yiwei felt heavy in his heart.

It is true that, for Yiwei himself, whether it is the senior knight Lan, the demon king Xiaolu, or even the demon staff officer Yongle and the demon guard Huiyu—these characters are just ordinary data collections.

As long as they leave the game, there will be no more intersections, existing.

However, after getting along with each other for a long time...

——Are they really as simple as virtual creations?

Facing this philosophical speculation, Yiwei suddenly fell into unprecedented confusion.

Of course, besides this, in fact, he still didn't quite understand what the devil was planning.

(—Hero, do you know how we demons express our love?—)

(—Eat the opponent, take the opponent’s power completely for yourself.—)

If he didn't pay attention, his thoughts ran away with the words of the devil again.

(—I like Xiaolan.—)

Thinking of the scene where he was caught off guard and showed his face, Yiwei shook his head in panic, wanting to get his thinking back on track.

Just as Yiwei was about to do something else to calm down, the phone rang.

"Hello, is this Mr. Yiwei? This is XX Entertainment."

——Sure enough, it's the publisher of that game.

Because he often breaks into the game company's firewall to change the program, and occasionally engages in some small hacks, Yiwei has actually taken a lot of this type of inquiry calls, and he is proficient in the business and is not timid at all.

Maybe he was already on the blacklist of these game companies.

Casually listening to the phone call, Yiwei casually looked at his computer screen again.

The pop-up window in the middle has not been clicked by Yidi, and it is especially conspicuous on the gray interface at this moment.

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