The entire Tianshengjian Mountain shook as if the world was spinning, and the long and narrow road in front of him no longer showed a road-like front and back shape.
Instead, as if they were turning weightless, Bailian and the thousands of 'ninety-nine' began to lean forward and fall towards the narrow thorn tunnel.
In this mountain, the True Ancestor Evil God controls the magical power of all things.
As the world turned upside down, the world around Bailian seemed to have suddenly fallen into a dream.
Plenty of water flooded from all directions.
Under this thorny jungle, there is actually a mountain lake connected to it.
In the blue water world, countless bubbles rise, and thorns are constantly swimming and entangled in the water like black snakes.
The black and enchanting flowers of desire are densely floating in the water.
The extremely cold temperature made Bailian's five senses become extremely dull, and the sounds around him became very quiet.
Balian looked back at the way he came from. Above the long and narrow tunnel of thorns, it looked like a clear line between day and night.
Every drop of lake water here is transformed by the powerful desire of the True Ancestor Evil God. There is a sea of thorns and flowers in it, and the concentration of desire is a thousand times greater than before.
Not to mention being immersed in it so pervasively, only by leaving this deep and bottomless lake can the five senses be prevented from being devoured and weakened.
Dark silence first enveloped him visually, and Balian's eyes, which had turned scarlet due to his rampage, began to gradually fade in color.
It turned into ordinary pitch-black eyes, but those black pupils had no pupil distinction, as if they were directly drawn with pen and ink, showing a strange pitch-black color, and then quickly occupied the entire white of the eyes.
Because of the influx of murderous desire, Balian's extremely pale face was set off by his extremely dark pupils without whites, making his face look extremely terrifying.
Those stems that he had shaved off with his own hands were once again under his skin, wandering around and turning into intricate blue lines that stretched across his face and body, like tree roots intertwined, which was extremely horrifying.
His heart and humanity have completely disappeared from his eyes, and the only remaining killing instinct will make him kill all living things that come towards him.
In the bone-chilling blue lake water, balls of scarlet blood exploded again, smearing out, and Balian's consciousness drifted into nothingness.
Thorns and vines are entangled, and time and space seem to be frozen in this day forever.
Balian could no longer control himself. His eyes, completely black with no whites visible, were like two bottomless black holes, with only a tiny microcosm of cyan remaining in the two black holes.
The hand holding his sword was already performing a killing act, ruthlessly killing and depriving the lives of the 'ninety-nine' who were wandering towards him.
But the other hand opened aimlessly, reaching out towards the blue figure that was slowly sinking to the depths of the lake, unlike the thousands of 'ninety-nine' floating above.
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But he couldn't sink into the water normally.
His body was bound by thorns extending from the darkness.
A large number of swaying ninety-nine people wrapped him in the center and hugged him tightly, airtight.
His sight was blocked by the bodies of countless Ninety-nine people, and his five senses quickly declined, and he could no longer sense anything.
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Far away from the corpse demon boy controlled by the desire to kill, even the thousands of 'selves' around her have grown exactly the same as her body and soul.
They are all like foam floating in the deep sea, intersecting with the sinking self.
Until the number of 'self-individuals' swimming upstream from her became less and less, and she was alone, sinking deeper and deeper.
The lake water here can not only swallow up Bailian's five senses, but as the depth of sinking becomes deeper and deeper, the density of the water becomes thicker and thicker, and it also becomes more and more transparent.
There is not even the presence of any impurities or even micromolecules.
It was so pure and clear that only the desire of the evil god was left. You could even vaguely see the thorns floating in the water gradually sinking and the broken limbs falling into the depths, all of which quickly disintegrated into nothingness.
It's like there is a blazing fire in the depths of this lake that is invisible to the naked eye, burning all foreign things.
As Jiujiu's body continued to fall, his clothes became tattered and shabby, turning into strands of mist silk, dissolving in the water, and returning to nothingness.
As she fell deeper and deeper, no trace of her body remained, and her white skin fell like new snow on the seabed, sinking with a soft outline.
Until it was as if she had fallen into a deep sea hell, and a deeper darkness enveloped her from behind, swallowing up all light and form.
The moment he was swallowed into darkness, all sounds completely disappeared.
But it was at this moment that Ninety-nine found a trace of his true heart at the moment of separation, like a flashback.
She opened her eyes and looked at the endless darkness in front of her. The bone-chilling lake water enveloped her body, as if even her bones were immersed in the ice water.
But Jiujiu knows that in this realm, with her strength and in the state of having sacrificed her soul, she cannot find even a trace of her true heart.
This was the intention of the True Ancestor Evil God to awaken her.
After experiencing the division of her soul and the painful sinking of her consciousness, Jiujiu opened her eyes. Although her head was like a knife and the sea of consciousness was dark, her face still looked calm.
In this absolutely quiet lake, the voice of the True Ancestor Evil God sounded in her mind in a spiritual way: "Give me your body."
Ninety-nine twitched the corners of his lips, enduring the chaotic and severe pain in his skull, and also communicated with the True Ancestor Evil God in a spiritual way.
"What I sacrifice to you is my soul. You can use my soul however you want, but our contract does not include this body."
The Ninety-nine City Mansion is so deep, she naturally understands the conditions for the evil god to make a wish.
She sacrificed her soul and made a wish that this body would never belong to the True Ancestor Evil God.
As for the True Ancestor Evil God, her body, at this moment, is its best container.
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There was a trace of puzzlement in Jiujiu's calm eyes:
"Here, you are the master. He has become a monster controlled by murderous desire. He has lost his true heart. Under the interference of thousands of 'I's," the probability of him finding me is zero. Why are you afraid of him?
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The True Ancestor Evil God rarely fell into a subtle silence. After a long time:
"That boy's desires and emotions are very strange. I can destroy his original intention, but I cannot control his nature. I don't like changes, so I want to eliminate him."
Jiujiu closed his eyes again, looking very indifferent:
"Who you want to eliminate or kill is your own business. Sacrifice of the body is not among the conditions of our contract."
The True Ancestor Evil God chuckled: "I'm really curious about what your plans are. You can squander your soul and leave it to me to deal with it, but you can only protect this body in every possible way."
"The body without a soul is just a useless shell. Without my grace, you will never even be able to wake up."
"So, what kind of secrets are hidden under your body?"
In the invisible dark current, a darker mist suddenly surged up, pouring into Jiujiu's eyebrows without any warning.
Immediately afterwards, Jiujiu's body started to move stiffly like a puppet on strings.
Under the wishing contract, the True Ancestor Evil God cannot completely occupy Jiujiu's body to control her power.
But such simple control of her body and body movements can still be done easily.
After controlling Jiujiu's body, the True Ancestor Evil God finally felt the strangeness of Jiujiu's body just like Balian.
It could control her hands, feet and body stiffly, but it was extremely difficult to control her right hand covering her heart.
He wanted to lift it up and loosen it, but found that the arm exerted great resistance and was still protecting his heart.
The True Ancestor Evil God was puzzled.
The ninety-nine furnace heart has long been shattered into millions of ashes.
The most important heart of the furnace no longer exists.
What else is worth her efforts to protect?
More dark mist surged into her body, and obvious veins popped up in Jiujiu's slender, white right forearm. Her knuckles turned pale when she pinched them, and her bones made a creaking and rubbing sound of resistance.
She raised her left hand uncontrollably and pinched it hard on the wrist of her right hand. The strength was so strong that she seemed to want to break the slender bones.
Finally, the right hand that was tightly attached to his heart was torn away inch by inch.
Under the cold, snow-white skin of the heart, there were mottled red wounds where the heart exploded, split open the flesh and blood.
Under the bloody wound, to the evil god's surprise, it was not empty.
Instead, a bright red heart that was almost the same as a human's replaced the location where the furnace heart originally was.
The moment your palm leaves your heart.
The heart made a vivid beating sound.
"Dong dong...dong dong..."
In his mind, the voice belonging to the True Ancestor Evil God fell into a strange stagnant silence.
After a long time, the True Ancestor Evil God let out a shocking voice of emotion.
"You, a doll... actually gave birth to a human heart."
Jiujiu opened her eyes, her eyes covered by darkness could not tell what kind of emotion she was in. She seemed to calmly reply to the shock of the True Ancestor Evil God:
"It's just an array system that simulates the body's fiber, flesh, and air machinery. With a little research, it's not difficult to make a human heart. Is it difficult..."
"Only allow humans to make puppets, but don't allow puppets to create humans?"
Almost at this moment, the True Ancestor Evil God developed an unprecedented interest in Ninety-Nine.
"So, you are still plotting against me. Is this heart a weapon to kill me?"
The moment he finished speaking, the True Ancestor Evil God clearly felt the tension in the muscles of Jiujiu's whole body.
"You are actually betting on the common people and leading me into the game. It's interesting, it's interesting."
The heart was beating hard in the dull water pressure, especially after losing the protection of the right hand. Such deep water pressure squeezed the new and delicate heart until it was deformed and bleeding.
Ninety-nine: "Kill the evil god? I wonder what kind of sacred and supreme existence in this world can do this."
This is not intended to be flattering, but to state the facts.
"But I don't like someone keeping back tricks that I don't know about in front of me."
"but……"
True Ancestor Evil Shinhwa changed his mind: "This kind of backhand with expectations can often become your own fatal weakness."
"Preserving your sanity in the face of my disaster is an extremely painful and destructive process."
"Yinghuo Ninety-Nine, I have eaten your soul, and I have also gained some insights into the obsessions in your heart."
"You are in pain. You are in pain because of the war fifteen years ago. You feel guilty and painful because you killed your companions with your hands. You blame yourself and hate yourself because you failed to protect your closest and most trusted six senses."
"You were clearly created and born into the world as Yinglu, the most perfect doll in the world. Your natural duty is to protect mankind.
But the endless piles of bones are destroying your mission. In that cruel war, you, who experienced and witnessed countless deaths, were actually shaken just like the six senses.
You suddenly realize that your created existence is actually meaningless. Your master created you, gave you a mission, and then abandoned you.
So the mission given to you becomes a yoke that can never be solved, binding you and giving you meaningless orders. You are just a puppet tool that no one will ever want.
Your master gave you birth, seemingly making a beautiful human agreement, but often the cruelest things like to be disguised as the best in the world, luring the young and ignorant souls who were born for the first time to sink into this world full of thorns.
The beautiful rose is in danger.
In the end, you will find that the only empty meaning of your birth is to prove again and again that you are just a precious tool in this long and dark world that only belongs to puppets."
Under the slow words of the True Ancestor Evil God, the strength of the struggle of Jiujiu's right arm began to loosen.
The aura of darkness around her became stronger and stronger, and her dark eyes almost blended into the surrounding darkness.
Jiujiu murmured softly: "It's not... there is only one left, I am not just a simple tool... that human cub said that I..."
"A survivor worth protecting."
The True Ancestor Evil God's voice sounded ruthlessly again, as if he wanted to destroy something: "But no one will agree with this sentence."
"That's just the speech of a three-year-old child alone. A three-year-old child...ah, what are the words of a three-year-old child? They are jokes. Children's words are always innocent and unrealistic."
"In Shifang City, there are only damaged and consumed material puppets, and it is said that they can become survivors without weapons."
"If you really agree with this sentence, why have you not dared to see her in the ten years since your resurrection and ask her face to face if she still remembers what she once said."
"A child's joke is worth remembering."
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