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But many things will change after all, and eternal things do not exist.

So, unknowingly, Miller has become the kind of character who can frighten the nineteen continents with a sword, but he has also let go of some indifferent pride, and has become the steward of the Oss family, or in other words, Misoka Steward of Booth's lineage.

Miller doesn't want to think about many things that happened in the middle.But he never forgot the old man, holding his hand tightly with a bone-like hand, the pain in his eyes seemed to overflow his eyes, and that expression seemed to run through time, even after 200 years, Miller still remembered it clearly, And what he once said:

"Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. Miller, disciple, no cultist is innocent. Those who voluntarily fall into the embrace of chaos and madness are the biggest cancer in this world. Don't be disturbed by redundant thoughts , met, just kill it!"

And Miller's experience also told Miller that when facing such people, there is no need to retain humanity, because they will only be less human than you.

Miller will never forget that day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the air was filled with water vapor, the whole city gradually lost its former hustle and bustle, as if the world lost its sound all of a sudden, the chirping of insects and birds disappeared, and people on the reinforced concrete floor The sound of walking footsteps became lighter and lighter, and occasionally there were a few loud voices, which were nothing more than screams from somewhere in the city.

Streams of light rushed from the city to the sky, but were blocked by the looming barrier covering the sky. Those big figures that Miller had longed for fell from the sky one by one like dumplings.

The pilots of the mechs and fighter planes who were promoted as heroes seemed to have lost their composure in the past. They couldn't even hold the steering column tightly. Ash.

Of course, to Miller, it doesn't matter if they die or not, if those steel objects falling from the sky and big figures whose stature is harder than steel don't hit him, then he won't care about all of this, after all, Miller is a People who get by!

For Miller at that time, he may not yet understand that this tragedy that affected a city is actually the end that can be seen by the entire planet.

Ah, it's ridiculous. For intelligent life that hasn't stepped out of the planet, the doomsday that covers a planet is often the most terrible disaster they can think of. However, in the multiverse, there are too many terrible existences that can give A planet brings doom.

Perhaps for those low civilizations, the luckiest thing is that they can live in a star field that has never been developed by humans, so they can develop with peace of mind!

Miller is proud, maybe he has no blood, but according to his teacher, Miller is a rare genius of swordsmanship. For the strong bloodlines and the technology-dominated Orchevis star group, the development of martial arts is still at a stage. The prototype, after all, compared with the results that can be brought about by practicing martial arts year after year and day after day, the power bestowed by most bloodlines and the omnipotence of technology can make up for it.

Martial arts, after the bloodline and technology have developed to the upper limit, is a new method developed as a last resort in order to further increase the upper limit, which is quite rare in the pure blood empire.

Miller always thinks that although he is not a strong bloodline, as long as he can still hold this sword, then he will be a genius who can compete with the strong in the future. After all, according to his teacher, he There is a slight chance to spy on the top of the sword, although this possibility is very small, and the ability of the sword to extend life is too weak, maybe when Miller is very old, he will not be able to really To touch the field that few people can touch.

But there is hope after all, isn't it?However, when a strong man who was ignited by the strange green fire crashed down in front of Miller, Miller saw the strong man who could not straighten himself because of his aura, and was in pain under the green fire. Struggling, and then seemed to find himself hiding aside, trying to hold on, exhausted the last bit of strength, rolled to another direction in embarrassment, and then turned into ashes amidst the wailing, Miller suddenly felt that his pride was so ridiculous.

There is potential, but it cannot be transformed into power, it is only potential after all.

Can potential help oneself avoid natural disasters?Not to mention natural disasters, even the aftermath of the strong man's fall could kill him.

What saved him was not his potential, but the determination of a strong man who didn't want to involve other people before he died.

Miller finally started to think about his future, not the kind of self-paralyzed feeling, but really thinking about what he can do in the future.

Then, the old man who became his teacher, with a strange flush on his face, walked in front of him step by step. The sharp gaze in his eyes made Miller afraid to look directly.

It was a completely different posture from the usual master, strong and sharp, it seemed that just by facing him, one could feel a cold front brushing against his face, shuddering and hairs rising.He looked at Miller with cloudy eyes, and suddenly showed a nasty smile:

"Now, do you understand? Many times, you can't do anything!"

"Teacher, if nothing can be done and nothing can be changed, then what's the point of persisting? Although I don't like the founding emperor of Ochweiss, my reason tells me that the sentence he engraved on the tombstone'If you don't try , then it really can’t change the ending’ is correct. Although, although I can’t even try now.”

Seeming to feel a little ashamed, Miller lowered his head.Yes, although I don't understand why the world has become like this overnight, but there is no doubt that with my current strength, it is difficult to even cut steel in the way of swordsmanship, let alone resist this natural disaster. Scenes.

However, when he raised his head, he saw the complex expression of the master, who seemed to be crying and smiling, and then raised his head to look in a certain direction in the sky, which made Miller a little confused.

"His Majesty Mess Os is a great person, but he is definitely not a qualified emperor. An idealist will eventually lose to the cruel reality. He wants to rely on the power of that person, and he wants to get rid of the one who shaped us. Destiny, how can there be such a good thing in this world. It's just that I didn't expect that even you, Miller, are such an idealist. It's ridiculous, ridiculous, really ridiculous!

I thought that your mentality should take another path, but now it seems that it is really unpredictable.

Miller, let me ask you one last time, if I give you a chance, so that you have a chance to change this natural disaster, but starting today, your future will be completely cut off, or your future will be Inherited by a ridiculous thing, even if one day you can go to a higher place, it is just a puppet of it, are you willing?

Or, the teacher still has a little power now, can split the space, and send you to a relatively safe area. Perhaps, in the future, you will be able to grasp that almost impossible opportunity to reach that high place with your own will.Two options, which would you choose? "

"What does the teacher mean, let me choose between grasping the present and controlling the future?"

"No, even as a teacher, I can't grasp the present, let alone control the future. All I can do is to bring you one step closer to these two goals. You are still far away from the goal!"

"Then, teacher, can you let me be self-willed for once? Compared with the illusory future, I want to hold on to the present. Although, I may not be able to hold on at all, but I always feel that if I leave like this, I may regret it for the rest of my life." !"

"Hehe, ridiculous idea!"

The old man seems to have known this ending a long time ago, so he was just like his apprentice back then!

He let go of the hand holding the sword, and a bright red light appeared in the palm of his hand. In a trance, Miller seemed to feel that the world had changed. A blood-colored giant sword shot up into the sky, and even the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart. There was a gap, and mottled red particles fell from the sky, and the old man disappeared, leaving a message for Miller:

"The evil-breaking sword species will entangle and consume every bit of kendo implication you have realized. From now on, your whole life will be the Gu of the sword species, just a container made by cultivating the Gu worms called sword species. , Maybe you can use the evil power of the evil sword to destroy all evil, but this power is not yours after all, your future is here.

But, congratulations, my stupid apprentice, as a Gu of the evil-breaking sword species, you have a sliver of power that can change everything. "

Miller raised his head, his clear eyes were colored red, blood-colored sword energy spewed out from his body, surrounding him seemed to be cheering, he caught one of the sword lights in a daze, and murmured : "In this way, can some changes be made?"

Chapter 137 Birth

"In this way, can some changes be made?"

What Miller knows is that he is not the protagonist in those passionate novels. He has a heroic feeling and is willing to risk his life to change the future.

Because, if reality always had heroes, then the world would undoubtedly not have so much darkness and suffering.

However, if one day disaster strikes and everything you live will be overturned, at that time, someone will tell you that if you are asked to make some sacrifices that have nothing to do with death, would you like to go back to your youth and want to be reckless and frivolous? back.

Even if, just once, only once!

Yes, even just once, it is possible to make some changes.If someone tells you that you can make some changes and try to change some things yourself, will you be moved at that time?What is your answer, I don't know, but I want to try to be a hero.

Miller's cloudy eyes were just like his master's back then, but for some reason, his squinted eyes had been fully opened. Those eyes were like rubies, shining with light that was hard to look at directly. The qi hatched by Gu is the power that people of Gu Jian's lineage have exchanged for the future for more than 3000 years, an era that is extremely distant for non-longevity species.

Only in the face of real chaos and evil can Miller feel so clearly that he still holds the sword.

The sword species cultivated by the lineage of Gu Jian is undoubtedly one of the most miraculous sword treasures in the world. Anyone who has obtained the evil-breaking sword species can pass on the power of the evil-breaking sword Gu from generation to generation. However, as The price of gaining power, each generation of Sword Gu, will be deprived of all the power that can grow, their lives, their perceptions, all their perceptions of swords that they can touch, and the three views born of swords, will all be lost. It was devoured by the sword Gu in silence.

In the end, everything you own will be swallowed up, and your spirit, energy and spirit are all nourishment for Sword Gu.

Yes, the power of the evil-breaking sword species represents the most powerful destructive power against evil in the way of the sword, and with the spread of sword Gu, the evil-breaking sword species will become stronger and stronger.

However, what this strength represents is the downfall of generations of swordsmen geniuses, because everything about them is nothing but delicious nourishment for Sword Gu.

After all, the Sword Gu is not humane, and will not show mercy because of the kindness of nurturing. When everything about you is about to be swallowed up, it means that the evil-breaking sword species, the Gu insect, will break out of the Gu.

Whenever he thought of this fact, Miller would feel a bit of bitterness in his heart.After all, the Gu that is about to be broken is himself.But for some reason, it should be sad because of this, but Miller always thinks of that day, the red light breaking through the dark clouds, and the scene of burning blood-red flames rising into the sky and fighting with the cultists.that feeling—

"This feeling, hahaha~ Evil, you can drink the blood from the tip of the sword and atone for your evil! Hahahahaha——"

The past is the way it is, and hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye. When Miller opened his eyes again, what greeted his eyes was the old faces of those fallen creatures reflected in the gray blood splashed on the ground.

It is still the blood-colored arrogance, although this body is no longer as strong as it used to be because of the birth of the sword, but it is far better than that of the past, and it is the heart that is more determined to target the most essential darkness.

Miller didn't know whether this will was endowed by the sword species, or whether he was content with his own heart, but it didn't matter anymore, because for Miller at this moment, there was nothing happier.

As long as he can still swing his arms, as long as he can move the sword, as long as he can destroy the chaos hidden in the hearts of the cultists, that kind of unprecedented satisfaction is already what Miller most hopes to obtain.

Circles of blood-colored light waves bloomed from Miller's body, circle after circle, circle after circle, spreading continuously, countless fakes in human clothes hidden in the darkness wailed, That blood-colored power contains the righteousness created by generations of sword Gu. To them, it is a power that is countless times more painful than Lie Yang. That power passes through the city, through the suburbs, through After passing through the countryside, it was like a spring breeze blowing on the face, without hurting any normal person.

Only non-human ghosts, blood-drinking monsters, and all existences judged to be evil by the Sword Gu would hate this power so much.

Miller twirled the hand holding the light sword, and inserted the sword into the ground. The stinging pain made him more and more awake. He could feel that something hidden in his body might be something like potential. The power has been exhausted, not because it cannot maintain its combat effectiveness, but because it has lost its further ability.

The more you use the sword type, the more you can feel the lament that the road ahead is over, and with the appearance of this looming feeling, the evil-breaking sword type also feels that it has completed a stage of mission, and is ready to leave this backward world at any time. Gu, go to find new Gu.

Miller can also vaguely feel the feeling of death coming. Although his senses are becoming more and more dull because of the more and more energy swallowed by the sword Gu, but with the evil sword species, he has reached a new height. At that time, he could feel the breath of those sins more and more.

The whole world has become empty in front of him, tall buildings, flowers, plants and trees are gradually disappearing, leaving only punctuation-like existences appearing in the void. He understands that those punctuation points are what he needs to eliminate object.

In other words, the reason why the evil-breaking sword species did not directly break out of the Gu is precisely because it still needs to use its broken body to eliminate these existences that are intolerable to the evil-breaking sword Gu.

Miller's speed was getting faster and faster, turning into a stream of light and shuttling between the cities. One second he was on one side of the city, and the next second he was on the other side.Faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally, when he was approaching a certain limit, everything in his sight disappeared.

Only the coordinate points all over the planet remain in this world.

He laughed, his figure stopped, a burst of fly ash scattered from his body, his body began to become transparent, but the blood-colored arrogance permeated every part of his body, just like an escapism, he no longer bypassed every part Instead, he rushed straight to the cursor, his figure escaped into the obstacle, and he sprinted forward without any scruples.

At that moment, the entire planet of Dome Star seemed to become a thin sheet of paper, and those fallen beings were ink blots printed on this white paper. Turning into a needle, it easily pierced through the paper and passed through the barrier of the planet.

In one moment it is on this side of the planet, and in the next moment it is on the other side of the planet.

Under the night, a girl raised her head, looked at the red shooting stars that flew across the sky from time to time, shook her mother's hand and said: "Mom, mom, the shooting stars in the sky are still beautiful!"

"Don't you want to make a wish, baby?"

"Well, I hope that Dad can come back from the front line of poisonous inflammation soon. Can Meteor make such a wish come true?"

"Baby, whether you can realize it or not, you must first learn to let yourself have a dream!"

In the blink of an eye, the sword light and shadow swung with the flick of a finger.When he stopped again, he chuckled, his figure became more and more transparent, and in his heart, a small bloody sword shape became more and more clear, he closed his eyes, and was silent again.

But the evil-breaking sword Gu in his heart suddenly spurted out an incomparably rich blood color, awakening his soul.

Yes, his body has disappeared, and it is the soul that drives the sword.He smiled wryly: "Before dying, do you still need to find a new sword Gu for the sword species! What is this? Is it the last mercy of the sword gu?"

Miller's expression was a bit bitter, and the overbearing of the evil-breaking sword was obvious. It was not enough to absorb everything that Miller had shown in the way of the sword, and even the right to die would be deprived. Miller could even vaguely feel that, If he wanted to break away from the identity of the evil-breaking sword Gu and no longer be controlled by the sword species, he had to find a new sword Gu for the sword species.

That's right, as my master said, using the power of the sword species requires a sufficient price for the sword species, and this price is my future.

Of course, for Miller, there may have been thoughts of regret, but it doesn't matter anymore. It's just that he doesn't know which kendo genius in the multiverse will be the next one to be absorbed by the evil sword.

After living for so many years, Miller knows better than anyone how picky the evil-breaking swords really are.

After all, only Miller can roughly understand how strong the talent he represented back then is. At least, for more than 500 years now, Miller has not seen a few talents in the Orcheves star group that can match his own talent back then. Comparable Gu.

An invisible fluctuation emanated from the sword seed in his heart, and Miller's expression was a little dazed, and then a stream of mental power fluctuations flashed in his eyes, dispelling the daze.

He felt more headaches, and he also vaguely understood why the teacher asked himself whether he wanted to go far and fly to the top of the swordsmanship one day, or choose Setsuna Fanghua and burn out his future prospects.

The evil-breaking sword species did not give itself the right to choose at all. The moment the sword species broke through the Gu, the spirit of the existence named Miller had already disappeared. However, in order for Miller to continue to find a new one for the sword species Sword Gu, the evil-breaking sword species kindly helped him with a little bit of the origin of the sword species, allowing the soul that was on the verge of being broken to survive.

However, it is precisely because of this that the power of the sword species has penetrated deeper into Miller's soul. Once the sword species has made a choice, it will be difficult for Miller to control his words and deeds.

That's right, after all, his soul has been broken, and the reason why he can still be spliced ​​together to maintain a living posture is that the sword species uses his own power as a link to link the broken soul fragments together, barely maintaining a complete posture.

But in other words, the majority of Miller's soul is already the power of the sword species. Even Miller, who still maintains his own consciousness, doubts whether he is really the Miller before. It was still absorbed by the sword species, wearing Miller's skin and inside is a monster of the sword species.

But in any case, in this case, I can no longer be called a living thing. Perhaps the undead clan flooding in the mysterious star cluster is closer to my current state.

However, in any case, at least for now, he can linger on for a while.Miller stared at the distance strangely. Compared with before, Miller detected those vague and chaotic existences more clearly now. Of course, after the wave of rampant killings he had just now, I don’t know how many strange existences suddenly appeared. Died suddenly in the dark, and then turned into a puddle of pus, but there is no doubt that Miller, who has become a puppet, no longer has the power to wipe out these strange existences.

"Are these the end-time prophecies made by God Alcheves for himself?

It's ridiculous to think about it!Knowing the end of his future, he chose to step into a desperate situation without hesitation. Up to now, the degeneration has been polluted from the source of the blood of the Orchevis people, and eventually the pollution will spread downward to each blood. Those planet god level It's okay to exist, but the other Ochevis people who rely too much on blood may not be so lucky!

I just don't know how many people in the sanctuary can still maintain their sanity and not be swallowed by those things.God's death, it really is—”

Desperate!

Miller's eyes were a bit deep. The Star God really deserves to be one of the most terrifying existences in the world. The harm caused by his own depravity has radiated to the Watcher civilization of the entire constellation. Although the current pollution area is limited to Dome Star, but as long as they have the life of the blood of the God of Orcheves, as long as they still want to trace the source of the blood to obtain more powerful power from the God of Orcheves, then they will also become the target of pollution.

Over time, I'm afraid that the Orcheves star cluster commanded by the God Orcheves will become a paradise of chaos!

But this has nothing to do with Miller. Now Miller just wants to find a brand new sword Gu as soon as possible, so that he, who wants to die, can escape as soon as possible.

The love for the stars is not important anymore, the young and passionate, that is just a joke, whether the child of that person, Misocabus, whom I have grown up with since childhood, will die, it has nothing to do with me——

An inexplicable fear woke up Miller. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a little bit of blood and tears in his eye sockets. He turned his head a little stiffly to look at the mirror of the store, which vaguely reflected his own appearance. His originally clear eyes had turned cloudy at some point, and he shook his head, a little timidly.

Unexpectedly, not only the chaos has such a strong pollution power, but even the ability to confuse the evil sword is so terrible.

You know, if it wasn't for loving this land, Miller wouldn't have burned everything in order to protect his birth star. If it wasn't for protecting the offspring of that unforgettable person, Miller would not have chosen to stay forever. In the Aussian branch, the growth of the quiet watcher Mithocabus.

However, it didn't take long for his body to burn out, and the sword species consumed his will so quickly that, if he hadn't discovered something was wrong, he wouldn't be able to notice that the influence of the evil sword species on him had reached such a level. to the point.

I don't know how long I can last. If the degree of this influence is used, it may not be long. I can't even maintain the last will, and I am completely swallowed up. Even the traces of existence are swallowed up by the evil sword. , when the time comes, no one will know what is still alive.

Maybe, I should do something before being swallowed up, but, relying on my current physical condition and being unable to mobilize the power of the sword species, it seems that I will be blown up if I play too big!

Thinking of this, Miller instantly felt miserable.

I finally understand why the teacher was clearly full of sword energy back then, but he didn't make any moves when the planet was invaded by the cultists of the evil gods. to what?

Chapter 138 Eye Shift

"Grandpa Ola, did something happen last night?"

There was a trace of gloom on Misocabus's face, and he could even see the looming dark circles emerging. Obviously, his mental state was getting worse and worse. That strange gaze made him shudder, and he couldn't sleep. There is no way.

Because he knew very well that it would be fine if it was the other Orchevis people who hadn't been in direct contact with those weird people. After all, they hadn't been directly exposed to that person's gaze, but he was different. He was not only exposed to the gaze , even the soul was marked by that one.

"Everything is fine, although there are chaos happening everywhere on Dome Star, but under the high pressure and massacre, those things are finally stopped.

However, the casualties were huge, and there was a lot of chaos within the garrison. Not many people were willing to face those guys. After all, if it was just a death sprint to a strong enemy, the garrison troops would be willing to stain the ground with blood, but those things The method of killing has already caused too much panic, killing people to death, nothing more than that! "

"Is it murder?" Misocabus' eyes were a little dull, and there was a trace of sadness on his face:

"Yeah! Killing people to kill their hearts, killing their hearts to kill them, even their hearts are dead, how can they let them go to death with a passion, maybe, this is why, the reason why the fallen angels are so frightening? Not only Because the destruction he brought when he was ill, and more importantly, the panic and panic caused by the collapse of his heart, this is the most terrifying source of turmoil!"

"The spread of panic will only bring chaos. If panic cannot be created, then the panic will be diverted in another direction."

Miller Ola's face was full of indifference, his gaze was looking into the distance, and something seemed to be reflected in his eyes:

"Your Majesty, on the planet where the old slave used to live, there is a nation that has lived on narrow islands for generations. Resources are scarce. All development can only rely on imports. If you want to survive, you can only go through processing and manufacturing, even if technology has advanced. In order to develop, they have to turn their attention to the artificial intelligence industry, because only virtual industries such as artificial intelligence can expand their territory to a wider world, rather than being limited to small islands.