"Tear into pieces?"

Xue Tong murmured and repeated, his eyes full of confusion. In Dilk's erratic words, he seemed to see a ghost crawling out of the abyss, spreading its shadow to the entire universe. The starry sky was under its shadow.

Dim, planets lose their vitality one by one. Stars no longer shine brightly, and civilizations become extinct one by one.

Light is replaced by darkness...life is swallowed up by death. Is this the future that Dilk wants to talk about?

But what does this have to do with myself?

Xue Tong believes that Dilk will not lie to him. But he knows very well that he is not Diabols. He does not have the urge to destroy everything, nor does he have the ability. He is Xue Tong, the one from the bottom of the x35 apocalypse

, Xue Tong, who has been struggling for survival. Although he is indifferent and difficult to contact, he loves life more than anyone else and likes nature. He has companions, a territory, and countless people who depend on him for survival. He

It is impossible to destroy anything, let alone change anything.

He just wants to have a place to live and live well.

There are no disturbances, no fighting, plenty of food and water, and adequate security. It would be better if it were more luxurious and had companions by your side.

This is Xue Tong's dream, both small and big.

So no matter what Dilk said, Xue Tong thought he was talking about another person, a creature that had nothing to do with him.

"That's not me." Xue Tong said, and his expression returned to calm.

Opposite him, Dilk looked at him quietly. "Are you trying to say that you can't exercise the will of the abyss?"

"I said, that's not me. So I don't need to exercise any will. I am me. My will only represents myself." Xue Tong repeated again, but his tone was heavier and more powerful. His gaze

It's brighter, and the confusion just now disperses like dark clouds, revealing the sharp edge behind it.

Looking at Dilk in front of him, he said word by word. "I just want to live. Live well. If you need a god who can destroy everything... or a monster, I can only say that you have found the wrong person.

Already."

Xue Tong said categorically, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he did not move a step.

He is no longer the innocent Xue Tong he used to be. He knew from Boya that he would be the source of disaster, so he needed power. Even if it was power that did not belong to him. Denying Dilk was one thing, but whether he wanted to accept the test was another.

Another thing.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressing. Unknowingly, Wright next to him held his breath. He felt that his heart was about to jump out of his body. But at this moment, he was surprised to discover a fact, that is, even in such a terrible depression,

Xue Tong still maintained his initial calmness and chatted with Dirk.

He was not affected by Dilk's aura and put himself on an equal footing??

Wright's eyes suddenly widened, and a look of disbelief flashed through his eyes.

He has never seen anyone who can talk to Dilk on an equal footing. In fact, even in the distant era of great chaos, the number of people who can maintain an equal attitude with Dilk is not more than five fingers. This is still within the scope of the universe.

Because Dirk is Pluto. The Pluto who is unique in the entire universe and is awe-inspiring to all advanced civilizations!! And his existence is equivalent to the Styx. No one can remain calm in front of the breath of the Styx. Even Zeng Cro

The king of Dir also expressed caution.

How did Xue Tong do it? Couldn't he feel the ubiquitous, eternal breath of Styx?

Wright didn't know. But he was not surprised at all when he saw Dilk, as if he had known that Blood Eyes would be like this.

Watching Xue Tong talk freely, his eyes became gentler and gentler, and finally even showed a hint of appreciation.

That's it...a rebellious soul. Only in this way can Diabolus' will be reflected. However, you can resist and struggle, but you can't stop Diabols' footsteps. Because this universe is its prey.

Regardless of whether you are willing to do it or not, as long as you exist, the rules of the universe will loosen and eventually collapse and disintegrate. All civilizations that rely on the current rules will swallow the bitter fruits they brewed and pay the price for their original recklessness.

This is destiny. It cannot be changed by will.

Dilk thought silently, but said, "It doesn't matter whether we chose the wrong person. What matters is that you are here."

"I have embarked on this road of respecting the king."

"Can I choose to give up?" Xue Tong raised his eyebrows and asked seriously.

"Of course." Dirk waved his hand indifferently. "You can leave at any time. Just pretend you have never been here. But there is one thing I must remind you, that is, you may not come here again. Because...

As you and I are talking, I already feel that Lestro's life is coming to an end, and Boya is also in some trouble. I think, maybe today. Maybe in the next moment, the planet under your feet will end.

Life is gone. We will no longer have the meaning of existence."

Having said this, Dirk didn't bother to look at Xue Tong anymore. He actually turned around and walked towards the altar, and picked up the paintbrush again.

He actually doesn't care at all whether Xue Tong accepts the inheritance??

Xue Tong was stunned immediately.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation since he came into contact with Clodier. In the past contacts, whether it was Rhea, Shadow or Leistro, they may have faced tests of one kind or another, but the ultimate goal was still

In guiding Xue Tong towards Clodiel's inheritance, Dilk was the only one who not only didn't guide him, but actually didn't care at all.

It's not pretending, it's not playing hard to get, it's just that I really don't care.

As the most powerful Hades in Clodir, Dirk has no sense of responsibility?

This was so different from the strong Clodiel that Xue Tong had come into contact with in the past. It made him unable to get used to it for a while, and he was actually stunned.

But how firm is Xue Tong's will? It only took a moment for him to wake up and said seriously, "Actually, I can't refuse because I need strength."

"Everyone needs power, but only when you get it, you will find that it is not as beautiful as you imagined." Dirk stopped his painting and said sadly.

At this time, the prototype of a woman appeared on the screen in front of him. The lines were simple, but full of holy and refined meanings.

Dirk looked at the woman on the screen silently, and after a long time he sighed.

"Since you don't choose to give up, then go from here. I don't know whether this is good or bad for you, and I don't want you to bear the responsibility of Clodiel. But I just hope that one day you will remember your presence.

, once consumed a civilization and billions of lives.”

"That's all."

Dirk did not continue speaking, but just waved his hand to drive away the blood pupil like a fly.

On the altar, he silently looked at the painting in front of him. His fingers touched the face of the woman in the painting little by little.

"Actually, they are two civilizations..."
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