Superpowers of Sky City

Chapter 380 The End of Despair, the Calamity of Silence

The old troupe leader in the theater turned around after a moment of silence, chatting and laughing with everyone.Gongsun Ce slowly turned his head and looked at the man beside him.

Situ Yi was still laughing, smugly and wildly.

"I am far inferior to the Radiant One in fighting on the battlefield. I am better at playing with people's hearts!"

"Situ Yi" died just like that, burnt to death by the Holy Flame of Burning Souls, and his identity didn't even exist in this world.Even the best fortuneteller in the world can only account for his death, because his role has already been replaced, from "dragon" to "Knight Commander".

"In the battle in the spiritual realm, I was the one who won. Next, I have to face the final problem, how to perfectly play the role of 'McCollo'? How to perfectly retain his power? How to hide it from Luo Ningle Si, hide it from Elandia, hide it from you, hide it from my friends who are too sensitive and too smart?"

He wiped it casually, and his face changed back to McCollough's.In the voice of the old troupe leader, he said in the tone of the old troupe leader: "It's not complicated, kid. The most important thing in acting is to be in the scene. You have to act until you can't tell the truth from the fake, and become one with the character!"
So I erased all my memory and personality, and covered it with McCollough's memory and personality.If even I regard myself as McCollough, who can think that Situ Yi is me? "

Situ Yi waved his sleeves again and again, the faces of knights and actors came and went, he was McCollough, he was Situ Yi, the old knight smiled kindly and uprightly, and Situ Yi smiled sinisterly and contemptuously. Zhang's rapidly changing faces gradually overlapped, and their smiles melted together.

The scenes in the theater changed one after another. "Macoro" worked day and night at the headquarters, and "Macoro" reviewed the defense plan over and over again. "Macoro" chatted and laughed with the knights, "Macoro" rested tiredly due to memory loss... When the bell rang, "Macoro"'s eyes were clouded, and he walked towards the battlefield in a daze.His body is wrapped with silk thread, the thread protruding from his heart...

"This is really the most dangerous moment in the play!" Situ Yi laughed alone, "If the arrangement for besieging the Dawn Knight is not proper, and 'Macoro' misses at the end, I will be in deep danger. But if I ask How can you not take a risk if you reach the sky in one step?"

And his calculations are not wrong. When the drama is staged to this point, all the characters have become puppets, and the script has the power to truly dominate fate.So "Macoro" fought with the Dawn Knight, and "Macoro" was knocked down by the final blow...

Then when the Nether Calamity came, a gray script fell into the hands of the awakened "Macoro".The memory flowed into his mind again, turning "Macro Wright" back into "Situ Yi".

He always has a backup, even if he takes risks, he will never put all his eggs in one basket.

"It's troublesome not to have my own memory and personality, so I backed them up in the 'script'." Situ Yi said nonchalantly, "I was reading the memory when you all fought against the Nether Dragon, so I couldn't spare it." It is really helpless to come to add color to the drama."

Gongsun Ce felt that there was nothing under the pale skin that was talking to him, and that under the human skin was a demon condensed by viciousness and curse.It doesn't care about others, let alone itself.It treats the hearts and memories of others as worthless waste products, and regards its own personality and memory as props that can be used.Although the ghost laughed and scolded like a human, it didn't have its own face at all, let alone its own soul. It was just a ruthless metal creature, disguised with human skin.

The amphitheater dissipated at this moment, and the blurred blocks of color disappeared from the boy's vision.He returned to the world eroded by colored glaze, and Situ Yi sat cross-legged on top of the dragon's head.In reality, only a moment has passed, and the world has never changed from the beginning to the end. Everything is just an illusion induced by the Wuxiangshen.

Situ Yi shook his sleeves, clasped his hands together, bowed his head to the boy, his pale face was neither sad nor happy, and whispered like a corpse: "Am I acting well?"

Gongsun Ce's nails pierced into the flesh, leaving streaks of blood on his palm.He stared at the man above the dragon's head, his voice was vicious like a lonely ghost.

"What do you think of human feelings? Do you have even a little heart?!!!"

"The most useless is the truth, and the most fragile is the human heart!"

Situ Yi straightened up: "It's a pity, it's a pity! Even if the tricks are exhausted, the feelings will be missed after all. It can't be counted that the knight of the dawn will give you his heart, it can't be counted that the hero of the sky is not afraid of danger, it can't be counted as the seventh knight's breakthrough in front of the battle, it can't be counted. Everyone in the capital worked together. The eternal body of the Nether Dragon finally fell through the fingers. The mad dream of becoming a king in the world fell short at the end!
There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, what to do with all kinds of troubles?It doesn't matter if you can't get the best. "

He stretched out his hand into the distance, and shouted in McCollough's voice: "The calamity of glass has come, and the Kingdom of Morton is at a critical juncture. In the name of McCollough Wright, the head of the Morton Royal Knights, I declare the end The sword inheritance ceremony begins!"

——When the country is in crisis and the seventh knight is unable to fight anymore, the sword of the end will be passed on urgently to the rest of the star knights.

Left by King Morton, the final oath of the holy sword is activated at this moment.The holy sword sleeping in the ruins flew up, strafing those qualified to fight within the range.

The seventh seat and the second seat were unconscious.The fourth seat and the sixth seat are alienated.The third seat and the fifth seat are dying.So the holy sword fell into the hands of the only qualified person, into the hands of the "head"... into the hands of Situ Yi.

Situ Yi caressed the blade of the sword contentedly, as if caressing the skin of a lover.The power of the Calamity of Glass turned into crystals and attached to the holy sword, fully replenishing the power consumed by the summoning, making the seal of the final sword intact as it was a thousand years ago.He lowered his eyes, looking at the stunned young man on the ground with pity, and at the only witness he had chosen.

"Do you understand? Do you understand? Do you understand?" Situ Yi asked slowly, "It doesn't matter, you can think about it slowly. After all, this is what you have seen in this life, and it is also the one I have led in this life. It is the most grand and complicated A drama. Finally we have come to this moment. I have fulfilled one of my long-cherished wishes in life and achieved my greatest goal beyond this world. I would like to thank you for your cooperation and participation.

Because drama without an audience means nothing. "

The script was turned again, to the very first page.Gongsun Ce finally saw his identity. "Joker", "entourage", and...

"audience".

Theater needs an audience, and any performance needs an audience.The audience can only be people from the outside, people who have nothing to do with the play.The people of the kingdom cannot be the audience because they have already been on the stage, the Lord Yinlu cannot be the audience because he needs to become a puppet, the hero of the sky cannot be the audience because he is too dangerous to stay until the end...

And he brought a clown.Cowardly, powerless, intelligent, keen, deep into the story, but unable to change the ending... the best audience.

Holding the script in one hand and the huge sword in the other, Situ Yi bowed deeply to him on top of the dragon's head like an actor taking the final curtain call.His voice echoed in the empty city, breaking the boy's last strength.

"The drama of the Fog City has been completed. Under the witness of the 'audience' Gongsun Ce, Wuxiangshen has completed an unprecedented great work, so he broke through the shackles of the limit and reached the realm where he stood side by side with the ancient king— —

The pinnacle of world creation! "

Situ Yi looked down at his stage, his city, and his audience indifferently and arrogantly. An incomparable momentum erupted from him, like a god descending from the world.

The despicable man who manipulates people's hearts has achieved the ultimate breakthrough in a way that only he can do. This treacherous and despicable villain who used to use cunning and ability to play those who are stronger than him in the palm of his hand, now he no longer needs to use his brains to calculate people's hearts.He has become a formless god who has escaped from the world, and has become a peak existence at the same level as the Dawn Knight.To him, all existence in this world is no different from an offline puppet!

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Situ Yi's voice came from high in the sky, although he was very close, he couldn't hear it clearly.The world seems to have added a layer of uneven mirror surface, and the vision and hearing are distorted and distorted irregularly.Gongsun Ce's thoughts were moving surprisingly slowly, like shattered ice slags wriggling in his mind, each time bringing pain that would collapse his existence.

Gongsun Ce remembered a long time ago before he went to the capital of the sky, he was chatting with his classmates about the stories in the book.Said that the self-righteous monkey made a fuss in the sky and was locked in the palm of the Buddha.The monkey ran around, excited at the sight of the once infinitely high wall, thinking he had found the end of the world, unaware that it was actually the palm of the Buddha.He was not convinced at that time, saying how could monkeys be so smart that they couldn't see it?This is deliberately done by the author in order to make him suffer, and it cannot be counted.The children all agree.

But now I think the author has no problem at all, the monkey is indeed smart, but the Buddha is much stronger than him.The monkey is lucky after all. The Buddha in the story locked him up to make him reform and become a Buddha in the future.But in reality, it is not the Buddha, but the devil who locks up human beings.

Gongsun Ce felt that he was the monkey in the hands of the devil. His every move was a performance in the eyes of the other party, and his emotions were all material for the other party's amusement.Their lives, their efforts, their tears and everything are all performances controlled by this devil. In the end, the devil got tired of watching them and kicked them off one by one. It's beyond my expectation. Your struggles have even reduced the benefits I get. You are really amazing!

"...Phaseless God...the peak of the creation world...the realm...!"

In the end, Situ Yi asked him to stay to be the audience for his strengthening, and Situ Yi turned them all into food for his becoming stronger.Now everything is his, the power of the leader, the holy sword, the realm, are all in the hands of this shameless and despicable person.

Gongsun Ce watched all this with an almost detached attitude, as if he had become a real audience.His sorrow has dried up with tears, his anger has dried up with roars, and his emotions and strength have long since been exhausted.His heart fell apart like burnt ashes.Maybe monkeys just can't climb Wuzhi Mountain, there's no way.He was tired and resigned to his fate.

At this moment, Gongsun Ce heard the sound of a bubble bursting, and the last barrier left by Luo Ninglusi shattered.He blinked in a trance, saw people who had passed out, people who were seriously injured, people who had lost their strength, saw Luo Ninglusi getting up from the ground as if being lifted by a thread, saw Orianna, big brother and Ai Landia walked forward, like a marionette.

It turned out to be like this, he suddenly realized.

He does not want to let go of even the last bit of human value.

Situ Yi didn't kill them on purpose, he wanted to keep them as puppets.

"——————"

The moment this thought appeared.The once collapsed ashes began to burn again.

Not sorrow, not anger, not justice, not miracles.The fire born only from killing intent and hatred ignited in the ashes, sweeping his heart like a prairie fire.The fire flowing in the blood was as cold as ice, burning the boy's body from the inside.Black blood dripped from his seven orifices, and the black murderous intent as thick as mud burned in the young man's eyes.kill.kill him.I'm going to kill him.I'm going to kill him.

[Killing] He heard a voice, a voice as cold as his own, a cry inspired by the deepest part of hatred. 【Killing Unforgiven】To find a way, to find his weakness.The memory was dug out from the brain with an almost destructive force, and the eyes naturally focused on the giant sword in the man's hand.

[Show awareness] Thinking, thinking, I have never felt such a pure killing intent, never felt such a fiery calmness.The bloody words were engraved in the mind, and the fragments of memory pierced into the brain, causing severe pain.

Show awareness.

【Show awareness】

Show enlightened ones, hold this sword!

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Beside Gongsun Ce who stood up silently, the strong desire to destroy materialized like a real substance.Situ Yi looked down at that ferocious face without any emotion.The rampage of the lonely dragon species is reasonable.

"Farewell, good audience."

It is time for the pawns who have completed the task to step down. It is never difficult to stop the rampage of the dragon species, and they have nothing to do if they cut off the heart.Situ Yi pulled the silk thread, shaped the glass dragon's crystal into a long knife, and shot it directly at Gongsun Ce's heart.Launched with his current strength, even with a casual blow, it can defeat the scale of ordinary power, that boy has no chance of life.

Liuli's long knife shot at Gongsun Ce like a punishment from heaven, completely piercing the young man's heart, nailing him to the ground like a nail.

"……I am going to kill you."

The dying Gongsun Ce slowly stretched out his hand to hold Liuli's long knife.Crystal cut his palm, letting blood drip onto his black clothes.Situ Yi didn't care about the actor's last words, he concentrated on the final finishing work, to control the last few chess pieces...

Then, the boy's voice sounded again.

"—Even if I give up my life, I will kill you."

Weak and dying, but still with an incomparable killing intent.That feeling is stronger than anyone Situ Yi has ever met in his life, and that hatred is like the sum of all undead souls, it will set the whole world on fire!

An inexplicable sense of crisis surged into Situ Yi's heart, he immediately turned around, abandoned his control over the rest of the people without hesitation, and turned to weaving attack and kill techniques.The spell that did not require chanting came first, and the silk thread pierced Gongsun Ce's head like a needle, but was completely shattered by the invisible force.The young man with blood and tears raised his head at this moment, making Situ Yi see clearly the truth that he had ignored.The long colored glaze knife never pierced through Gongsun Ce's body, and the knife shattered halfway, shattering the boy's heart...

It is his own power!
"Kill you."

Gongsun Ce stood up unsteadily, his voice was shrill like a crow from hell, and his face was ferocious like a Shura ghost.The black blood tears left from his eye sockets, and condensed into two blade-like bloodstains on his face.The hole in his chest was also dripping blood, and the black-red blood gushed out from it like endlessly, and turned into a flame of catastrophe the moment it left his body.He no longer has a heart, and the interior of that void-like cavity is as dark as the end, and there are countless stars-like brilliance shining in it!

"Even if I can't be reborn forever, even if I lose myself forever..."

Gongsun Ce poured malice in his words and squandered his strength in actions.He no longer restrains himself, no longer retains his humanity, everything is entangled in killing intent and hatred into pure blackness, forming the most solid awareness.Even if you abandon what you should protect, you must take revenge on him.Must kill, must kill! !
"Even if this world is burned to ashes, Situ Yi! I will definitely kill you!"

It is a thought that the villain who is stingy with life and afraid of death will never understand, and it is the consciousness that only those who risk their lives can have.So the true vow was touched by the young man's heart, the shell of the holy sword shattered at this moment, the white and brilliant sword no longer existed, and the dim and dark rapier showed its edge.The dragon-slaying sword that brought the end flew out of Situ Yi's hand, and was held by Gongsun Ceyi!
"……What?"

Only this time, Situ Yi really miscalculated.The three-headed glazed dragon wailed so loudly that Situ Yi quickly recovered from the shock.The glazed dragon is the former body of the king of lust, is it afraid?What is it that can make a monarch frightened?

If the end of the miracle is despair.What is the end of despair?
It is the sword, the silent black sword.The real Doom Sword was held in the hand of the gray-haired boy, and the slender sword body poured out black and red flames like breathing.Gongsun Ce's heart has already been pierced by himself, he should have died long ago.But a certain kind of power poured out endlessly from the nothingness of the starry sky, causing coercion to emerge from his seriously injured and dying body... the coercion of a king, which is more ruthless than the gods in the world!
Gongsun Ce raised his head slowly, the black tears of blood were burned by the flames, and the desperate eyes really ignited the fire.The black final flame spread on his body surface, condensing into a brand-new clothing, and a huge black-red phantom emerged from the hollow in his chest, and then completely merged into his body.The voices of man and god came from his mouth at the same time, causing the sword of the end to emit a bloodthirsty sword cry, and the supreme command was injected into its blade, and the incomparable power was released again after 800 years!
"【Extinct illusion, quiet and comfortable.】"

"【Lonely Phase · Boundary Breaking. End Sword · Lonely Star Tribulation!】"

The black-red final power rushed straight into the sky like a sharp sword, and the power to destroy everything made all life on the entire planet tremble at this moment.He is no longer a teenager, he is no longer that powerless mortal, that boy who can only use "psychic power".He showed enlightenment so that he got the gaze of the gods, and he gave up his life so he had the power of revenge.He is the true god among men, the silent king who is victorious over the devil!
Gongsun Ce's body disappeared in an instant, and Situ Yi completely lost his existence.Everything in the field of vision was suddenly occupied by black flames, the snake-like slender pupils slanted to the side, and there was only time to see a meteor-like sword light.Pale blood splashed in the flames, Situ Yi's right arm whirled and flew up, the gray-haired dragon species grabbed the script of Wuxiangshen, ravaged it, tore it up, and burned it to death in the fire!
(End of this chapter)