Chapter 16 Chapter Fifteen

The last ray of light fell at the end of the grassland, like a sad and charming ballad, echoing lonely under the ancient sky. Then, there is the darkness of the night. Heavy Tribulation slowly walked out of the city in the center of the earth, and boundless darkness covered his frail body like wings.His face was a little haggard, as if he was deep in thought. He will walk up to the altar alone, look at the lights of the heavens, and fall into the earth. He was innocent then, like a baby. This is the rare joy in his life.Therefore, every evening, he would always walk out of the city in the center of the earth, walk through the light and dark land, and walk up to the high altar.

But today, his footsteps stopped abruptly before the altar. A blue figure sat casually on the stone steps at the top of the altar, looking at him faintly like a leaf falling from the sky. The white curtain behind him hangs down, even though the night wind blows by, it is still silent.Everything in the world seems to be surrendered to the majesty of this person, not daring to make any rash moves. When he came, the heavens knelt down. The thick twilight lay across the midair, like a floating island, but he didn't dare to approach him at all.The sunlight that had fallen below the horizon suddenly brightened, reflecting on his blue clothes.

As if the sun is coming again. He sat casually on the steps, letting the night wind blow his wide sleeves.There was no murderous look in his body, and there was a faint smile on his face.However, although this smile is as warm as the sun, it cannot illuminate anyone. In front of this smile, their life is but a mockery. Chong Jie's gaze slowly shrank, and his pale clothes wrapped around his body as if driven by the power of a secret demon.He instinctively wanted to step back, but couldn't move. Zhuo Wangsun. Once this person appears, no one is free anymore. At the top of the altar, the sky is full of mist and gradually becomes silent, and the new moon rises.

The moonlight is like a river, flowing through his loose long hair, casting a clear shadow like a weed on his face.This made his smile suddenly become indescribably sparse and lazy.His whole person is no longer so cold. His gaze was lowered towards Zhong Jie, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight sarcasm: "Want to watch the fireworks?" Chong Jie was startled, not understanding the meaning of his words. All of a sudden, gunfire blared. The twelve red-clothed cannons are like twelve furious demon gods in ancient times, embracing a flaming boulder, piercing through the sky!In an instant, the sky became magnificent and strange, and the entire grassland was illuminated by blazing fire, as if sinking into a scorching hell.

Chong Jie's expression changed suddenly: "No!" The artillery fire crashed down, hitting the foundation of the Silver Link City, and the newly built city base was immediately blown to pieces. The red-clothed cannon is so powerful that it can blast even a cliff, not to mention a city wall made of earth and stone?The twelve cannons bombarded at once, and a large piece of the base of the City of Silver, which had been laboriously prepared to build, was immediately shattered. Chong Jie's pupils contracted violently, becoming translucent and pale.The tearing pain penetrated his frail body, and he curled up, staring at the blue figure sitting quietly on the steps:

"No!" With all his strength, he rushed up the steps, like an enraged cat, trying to tear the man to pieces with his sharp claws! ——He will never allow anyone to harm this city, the Three Linked City will be built, and no one can stop it! Zhuo Wangsun smiled faintly and snapped his fingers lightly. A red-clothed cannon turned around and shot towards this side with a bang.The shells were mixed with blazing gunpowder, turning the lonely sky into crimson, like a red lotus that will destroy the world, smashing down! A corner of the altar was instantly blasted into pieces, and the sky was filled with stone chips dancing like a gorgeous firework.

Zhuo Wangsun was still sitting on the steps, motionless, with his long sleeves hanging down, casting a long shadow on the stone steps.This shadow is like a huge net, locking the fear of catastrophe: "No force in the world can hurt me." He looked at Chong Jie indifferently: "What about you?" Chong Jie's body seemed to be nailed to the stone steps, his whole body was stiff, but he couldn't answer. Zhuo Wangsun lowered his eyes and scanned the ruined foundations of the City of Silver, with a slight sarcasm in his tone: "Or, what about it?" Chong Jie staggered and fell on the stone steps.

The most terrifying thing finally happened. This man has discovered his greatest weakness, which is the city of silver that is under construction! He can die, he can go to hell and suffer thousands of tortures, but he can't let this city suffer any harm! That is all his hope, the salvation of his life, and it is also the result of the three thousand years of asceticism of the non-heavenly people, and he must not fall because of anyone! He knelt down on the steps, like a child whose toy was taken away, moaning in pain: "No!" Zhuo Wangsun stood up slowly, one step at a time, and walked down the steps.

His eyes were full of ridicule, the city blessed by Brahma, the eternal capital of heaven, and the beliefs of the non-celestial clan, in front of him, were only worthy of being turned into ashes and trampled underfoot. "boom!" The cannon fire was like a demon king born in the magma deep in hell. With a leap, he dismantled himself, tore the sky with blood, and smashed on the altar with a howling sound. The big stones are like flying in the sky, piercing the shattered dreams in the night sky, and imprinting the brilliance of the moment before the shattering into the eyes. Destruction, under his control, turned out to be so beautiful.

This altar is collapsing, disintegrating, and the whiteness and grandeur that once attracted people to worship are now wiped out. Like the joy after a collapse. Luo Luo Tsing Yi climbed down the steps, calm and leisurely, but leading an irresistible fear. Just like the god of destruction in the legend, descending into the deepest night in the rhythm of the dance of annihilation.Every step, stepping across the division between heaven and man, stepping through all living beings, stepping through this sinful world.Death and fear are the two magic wings clustered behind him, ready to unleash a flame of destruction all over the sky at any time, giving the world a burning redemption.

If he is determined to destroy everything, even the blessing of Brahma will be so pale. Chong Jie trembled, staring at him closely, his eyes suddenly became resentful. Booms and cracks could not stop coming, one after another, piercing through the silent night sky.Fireworks lit up the deep sky, frantically tearing apart and destroying everything. Under the bombardment of the artillery fire, the ninety-nine stone steps turned into dust, just like the beating heart of the catastrophe. How he hoped that the Sedum cannon fire would blow this man into powder. But that person's figure was Xiaoxiao, but he didn't suffer any damage.The gorgeous cannon fire is nothing but the fireworks he ignites, only to decorate him with elegance, and it will never hurt him. He was halfway up the stone steps. The incomplete staircase was crumbling in the night wind, screaming sadly, and with the last of its strength, he supported his faint figure. Every step he took brought destruction. An inexplicable fear penetrated Zhong Jie's heart, and he suddenly realized that once he was allowed to walk down, the city of Sanlian would be turned into ashes again! Chong Jie's pale fingers firmly clasped the last stone steps, looking up at the only blue color in the pale blackness, he shouted: "Stop! What do you want!" Zhuo Wangsun stopped in his tracks. His eyes did not look at Zhongjie, but only at the end of the sky. At that time, the crescent moon was half full, quietly shining on the devastated earth. He stood with his clothes hanging down, his eyes full of desolation. "Let me ask you, what exactly will she have to do to come with me?" At this moment, he was suddenly extremely lonely. He raised his hands suddenly, and the two shells had just crossed the sky, and were pulled by the wind of his rolled up sleeves, and crashed into each other.The cannon fire mixed with the scorching breath of gunpowder broke into a sky full of anger, illuminating the surroundings of the altar brightly. His figure pierced through the air, and the cannon fire all over the sky turned into crimson wings, serving his pretentious figure, and suddenly landed in front of Zhong Jie. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Chong Jie's frail body was already in his hands. Chong Jie struggled to raise his head, looked into his cold eyes, deep fear finally revealed in the depths of his eyes. Zhuo Wangsun looked at him indifferently. There was a soft sound. The slender fingers curled slightly, and lightly tapped Chong Jie's face. It seems that after waiting for an old friend for a long time, I picked up the cool chess pieces and knocked off the lanterns. The inlaid mask instantly turned into dust, spreading blue light in the night.Just like the little fireflies in late autumn, dancing in despair in the last night. Chong Jie's pale and strange face was no longer covered, completely exposed to his gaze, like a porcelain doll whose clothes were suddenly stripped, the gorgeous coat and warm skin were torn away, leaving only the inhuman hideous joints. Although he was not injured, the great panic and shame penetrated Zhong Jie's heart in an instant, bringing a sharp pain that penetrated the soul.Chong Jie groaned in pain and closed his eyes tightly. Zhuo Wangsun's smile is so gentle: "Say, what is she confused about?" Zhuo Wangsun's smile is so gentle: "Say, what is she confused about?" With a click, Chong Jie's body shattered softly in his hands, like a crystal vase that was accidentally knocked down from the table, and the next moment it will meet the fate of powder explosion. The moonlight shone on the dust flying around, reflecting countless rays of light.Every strand is sad and bright, extremely moving. In severe pain, Chong Jie slowly opened his eyes, looked up at him, and suddenly laughed. Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and every time he laughed, he coughed up a big mouthful of blood.Every mouthful of blood he coughed up made his face paler.But he couldn't control himself at all. Chongjie's pupils changed little by little, from painful to deep, like the deepest starry sky, covering all confusion. Zhuo Wangsun frowned, and exerted a little force on his hands. Chong Jie's laughter stopped abruptly, and the severe pain locked his frail body, reminding him that in front of this man, enough is enough. He raised his transparent eyes, turned against Zhuo Wangsun's gaze, and hissed: "Are you going to take her away?" He knew that the "she" they were talking about must be the same person, and there was no mistake. That water-red woman is the only kindness in the world, and the only weak point in all the strong hearts. As long as you gently stab at this point, you can control all your hearts.Just like a poisonous snake, it can penetrate into the hearts of all strong people and enjoy their anger to the fullest. Chong Jie's eyes gradually became sharper, as if he wanted to look into Zhuo Wangsun's heart. Is there any fear in this heart that controls destruction and majesty?Will he be like the god who is as clear as the moon, angry for her, sad for her...even, he will not hesitate to become his own puppet for her? Chong Jie's body couldn't help trembling with excitement. At this moment, he seemed to see the scene where this man, who looked like a god and demon, was also put on a fancy dress and placed in his underground palace.He couldn't help feeling dizzy and frantic: "I can make her go with you willingly." Chong Jie paused, and said slowly: "As long as you promise me one condition." Zhuo Wangsun lowered his eyes and stared at him.A smile floated on his face, and the haze of the moonlight dissipated little by little. "What conditions?" Zhong Jie finally couldn't help laughing.His smile is extremely soft, just like the moment before a poisonous snake stretches out its fangs, it is also the most quiet and gentle moment. "you……" His voice stopped abruptly, because he suddenly discovered that this was just a game, Zhuo Wangsun's game. The smile in those eyes is by no means a real smile, but a cruel joke made by a ferocious beast after it catches its prey. He, the last royal descendant of the Heavenly Clan, the holy priest of the Eight White House, the demon who can manipulate people's hearts, will he become the prey of others? Zhuo Wangsun lifted him up slowly, exposing his pale body to the moonlight. "You know? I have a condition." Chong Jie's frail body was used as a banner and waved across the vast land. "All your meridians will be cut and distorted, and even the most common famous doctor will be terrified; every bone of yours will make a tearing sound, even if you move a little finger, you need others to serve you; you will sit on the broken On the altar, you can’t speak, you can’t listen, you can only watch your city turn into ruins, and die slowly at the same time..." He leaned over and whispered in Chong Jie's ear: "The dying struggle is so long, it may take years." Chong Jie's body trembled violently and he was completely unable to answer. Zhuo Wangsun's eyes were suddenly cold, and his calm and elegant face, which had been talking and laughing all the time, showed astonishing cruelty for the first time: "How about such conditions?" The chill suddenly filled his body, and he seemed to be able to see that the god of destruction opened his eyes from the end of hell, and the great fear penetrated his body. Chong Jie couldn't help screaming: "No!" He has no doubts that this man can do everything he says! He can fight against the 100,000 troops of Dahan with his own strength, and of course he can also destroy Baiyin Liancheng, abandoning himself in despair and death, and experiencing the cruelest Lingchi. He can do anything.He is the true incarnation of God. Chong Jie struggled, but couldn't escape his grasp.Zhuo Wangsun raised his hand slowly, and his slender body was like a fully drawn bow, facing the unfinished city under the altar. Chong Jie suddenly hissed sharply: "No, you can't kill me!" The ridicule on Zhuo Wangsun's face is like the sharpest sword, breaking all futile resistance: "Why?" Chong Jie panted heavily, and said in a shy voice, "You...don't you want to take her away?" Zhuo Wangsun smiled faintly.His eyes no longer want to stay in the human world, and stare across the boundless sky in the infinite universe. There, a slender crescent moon was shining faintly in the vast sky.Under the heavy haze, its light is so weak, like fireflies flickering in the sky, but it is so gentle and loving, as if it wants to use its weak light to illuminate every darkness in the world. Will she be happy to kill this demonic child and destroy this city that bears her bet? Unknowingly, he let out a very light sigh. Chong Jie's gaze suddenly narrowed, fixed on his face, as if he wanted to seize the only chance to see through the weakness deep in his heart. But Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "I don't exchange with others." He stretched out his hand, clamped the fine jade chain hanging around Chong Jie's neck, pulled it lightly, and a bright and clean jade bottle fell into his palm. The jade bottle was gently lifted by him, hanging in front of Chong Jie. He mocked: "This is your condition?" ——What is contained in the bottle is the antidote to the poison of forgetfulness. Chong Jie let out a sharp and short hiss, and instinctively wanted to rush forward to snatch it back, but stopped in an instant.He stared at Zhuo Wangsun with resentment, and slowly clenched his bony fingers: "This antidote will only be effective when the poison occurs after three months. If you take it a moment earlier, it will only become twice as poisonous." Zhuo Wangsun raised his eyes and looked at him sarcastically: "Really? Then you have to take care of yourself and live to see that day." In the desolate night wind, Chong Jie suddenly calmed down, coughed softly and said: "You can kill me, but you can't lie to your own heart." There seemed to be no reason for this sentence, but Zhuo Wangsun's face couldn't help but sink. Chong Jie leaned over and coughed up blood, but a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his broken mouth: "You already knew that neither the poison of forgetting love nor the people of the deserted city was the real reason for her to stay." Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "What is that?" Chong Jie suddenly raised his head, met his gaze, and said word by word: "Because, her heart betrayed you!" Chong Jie leaned over and coughed up blood, but a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his broken mouth: "You already knew that neither the poison of forgetting love nor the people of the deserted city was the real reason for her to stay." Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "What is that?" Chong Jie suddenly raised his head, met his gaze, and said word by word: "Because, her heart betrayed you!" Zhuo Wangsun looked at him coldly and did not answer. Chong Jie's hoarse laughter was like a poisonous snake: "If a woman is unwilling to return to the original shelter, there is only one reason...that is, she chose a new shelter." He barely stood up straight with his bruised and bruised body, and stretched out his arms to the void inch by inch.His pale robe sleeves were stained with blood, and they bloomed silently in the night sky, like a wounded demon flower: "She chose to leave you and dedicate herself to the human incarnation of Brahma." "She stays here willingly, serving the majesty of Brahma." "She is already Brahma's divine concubine!" Zhuo Wangsun looked at him coldly, as if watching a clumsy performance, in his deep eyes, a faint smile wrinkled like spring water: "Really?" Chong Jie was about to nod, when a burst of suffocating pain suddenly penetrated his body, but Zhuo Wangsun had already grabbed his throat and dragged him past. A tyrannical cold light flashed from the depths of Zhuo Wangsun's eyes, and he was about to strike at any moment, splitting the heavy calamity into flying ashes.But immediately, the soaring killing intent dissipated in the night sky without leaving a trace. He smiled warmly, stretched out his hand gently, patted Chong Jie's cheek, and said softly: "Call your Brahma out." A soft sentence made Chong Jie's body stiffen suddenly. If the City of Silver is his belief that he would rather die to protect, then that incarnation of Brahma, as clear as the moon, is a treasure that he would never let go of even in eternity. His voice couldn't help trembling: "You, what are you going to do?" Zhuo Wangsun wrote lightly: "Let him suffer the same crime as you." same sin. He was shocked by the catastrophe, and couldn't help but think of what he said just now: ——All your meridians will be cut and distorted, and even the most common famous doctor will be terrified; every bone of yours will make a tearing sound, even if you move a little finger, you need others to serve you; you will sit on the broken On the altar, you can't speak, you can't listen, you can only watch your city turn into ruins, and die slowly at the same time... He suddenly panicked: "No, how can you blaspheme like this..." Zhuo Wangsun held his throat slightly harder, forcing him to look up at himself, his tone still so calm: "Where is he?" Chong Jie's frail body twitched and almost passed out. Zhuo Wangsun let go slightly, allowing him to speak a complete sentence. Blood seeped from under the long silver hair, like a huge net, dividing his pale face into strange cracks.With blood all over his face, Chong Jie slowly raised his head, gathering an incomparably tragic smile: "You can't find him...he has been hidden by me in the city in the center of the earth." "The city in the center of the earth is the black iron city among the three linked cities. When this silver city was built in the world, the black iron city deep in the earth is also rising again. In order to rebuild it as soon as possible, I will spare no effort The power of the secret demon has been activated..." "Now, Brahma lives deep in the impenetrable black iron city, protected by the power of secret magic, and no mortal can get close to it..." "Even you are no exception..." He raised his head, and his bloodshot eyes gradually showed deep nostalgia and endless tenderness: "You can't hurt him either, because he is the incarnation of God...and also, my incarnation." Zhuo Wangsun looked at him with a smile, until he finished speaking, he shook his hand slightly and threw him under his feet. He casually tore off a strand of white gauze from Chong Jie's skirt, and wiped the bloodstains on his hands: "I wanted to kill you, but suddenly changed my mind." Chong Jie raised his head and looked up at him in astonishment. Zhuo Wangsun said calmly: "It's my habit to use famous swords to kill famous people. It seems that I want to prepare a suitable sword for you." Chong Jie looked at him suspiciously, unable to understand the meaning of his words for a while. Zhuo Wangsun looked at the city under construction under the altar. Baiyin Liancheng, a magnificent city of war. That city will carry the fantasy that is not owned by the sky, and help them create great achievements that no one can match.With the help of this city, they will spread the war to the end of the sky. "This city is the sword that kills you." "In three months' time, when the city is built, I will come back to take your life." "By the way...destroy it." His casual smile turned into a sharp blade, inch by inch lingering at his ravaged soul: "Before you die, I will bring you two gifts." "—the ashes of the Black Iron City. And, the blood of Brahma you believe in." The word "Brahma" was like a poisonous needle, piercing deeply into his decayed body. At that moment, he forgot his fear and shouted sharply: "You blasphemous devil, if you dare to step on the black iron If you take one step into the city, you will definitely suffer the most terrible punishment from heaven, and you will fall into purgatory, beyond redemption!" Zhuo Wangsun was still smiling, and gently threw the blood-stained white gauze on him: "Remember, within three months, don't do anything to change my mind." The curse of heavy calamity stopped suddenly. The man in Tsing Yi in front of him had a strange power, which made him afraid to use all his tricks. As he looked up at him, there was only one thing he could do. fear. Or, to pray and wait for his disappearance. It wasn't until the breath that was hidden in the depths of the moonlight and the heavy robbery was strangled in the throat, was he exhaled.He struggled to climb to the top of the altar, curled up in the broken curtain. The moonlight broke through the floating clouds and shone on Chong Jie.Countless snakes crawled out from the depths of the altar, their pale bodies snaked across the broken stone steps, and climbed onto Chong Jie.Their fangs bit into him lightly. The scars on Chong Jie's body are slowly recovering. The fear and pain on his face disappeared little by little, slowly floating into a meaningful smile. He gently embraced his blood-soaked body, and whispered triumphantly: "I've got him, haven't I?"