Whether it be a divine artifact or legacy, for Linghuang, they are all treasures beyond compare!
Now, all that is needed is to kill the little mouse leading the way, and one can obtain this opportunity that could make one ascend to the divine position!
A slight curve rose at the corner of Linghuang's mouth, hidden under the shadow of his hood.
He doesn't like to mock his prey coldly.
Nor does he like to explain his methods before striking.
He likes to let his prey die in ignorance.
So, after the first casual slash of the energy blade missed, Linghuang directly released his domain. Just the pressure could crush those two... oh, three little mice into a bloody foam!
But...
Boom!
The domain released was suddenly swept back by a cold wave.
The snowfield suddenly raised a large area of snow, white and vast, with a piercing cold.
The sky suddenly appeared with countless green eyes, densely packed, tens of thousands, all staring at Lucas who was blocked in front of the stele, unable to move.
Invisible energy from heaven and earth began to interweave, condensing into a series of eight-colored thin lines, further interspersed, woven into a huge claw.
The claw grasped the stele that symbolized the entrance to the new world.
Click... Click...
Crushed it into a pile of fragments.
Lucas and San Yue were both stunned on the spot.
Only Miaoluo, a four-year-old with an unenlightened spirit, stared with curious big eyes, as if watching this novel, peaceful, and beautiful world.
"Why... Why..."
Lucas's lips trembled, looking up and facing the eyes in the sky.
"Why... Why do this to me..."
"Give me hope, and then crush it in front of me."
"Wouldn't it have been better to let me die at the beginning?"
His thin body kept trembling, Lucas's emotions were like a kite string suddenly broken, blood dripping from the palm, blooming into a gorgeous flower on the snowfield.
"Of course, it's because He doesn't want you to die."
The eyes all over the sky didn't show any emotion.
The one answering Lucas was not the indifferent world, but the soul awakened in the third big mountain.
"Heh, boy, you are the chosen one by Him."
"He has already arranged the road for you, whenever and wherever, compared with others, you are always the luckiest one, the experiences in His view are all necessary sufferings."
"Heh, after all, as long as you can endure hardship, you can endure a lifetime of hardship."
"The reason for using Fen En's notes to attract you here is not to let you leave the demon realm, but to let you inherit my power."
Lucas's footsteps paused, his voice hoarse: "Who are you?"
"Who I am is not important, what's important is, who are you?"
If it were another life, an ordinary person, or if Lucas suddenly died and was replaced by a crosser, he might be able to step on the earth with his finger to the sky and exclaim that I am the mandate of heaven!
But reality has always been bloody.
Even the gentle world will of the next immortal domain did not let Li Sidao, the man of destiny, suffer any hardships, but secretly killed Su Huai this "dirty thing" eight times!
In the eyes of the world will, there is never any compassion.
Either you have no ability and compromise to me, follow my arrangement.
Or you have the ability, I compromise to you, we discuss it.
If you have no ability and are unwilling to compromise, then die.
The atmosphere in the world is becoming more and more heavy.
The countless eyes in the sky seem to be still, but there is always a vague voice whispering in Lucas's mind, guiding him to the altar made of white jade.
He stood in place, biting his teeth, swaying.
"He is urging you..."
The soul in the third big mountain is talking to Lucas again, with a tone of a few light and frivolous, a few see through the world, and a few don't care about everything, relaxed.
"Heh, the young man favored by fate! Are you willing to follow the guidance of fate, step on the altar and absorb the legacy I left after death, and truly step on the road of the man of destiny..."
"Or are you willing to take a risk, accept the temptation of the devil, give up the so-called destiny, and go to the unknown road?"
Lucas lowered his head: "Please tell me... All of this, is it my predetermined fate?"
"Yes and no."
"The tribes at the top of the world made a contract with three wanderers."
"The eldest brother has a violent temper and is unwilling to be subordinate to others, ignoring it."
"The youngest sister has her own plans, also turning a blind eye and starting her own struggle."
"But the second sister, who is pessimistic, not only agreed to the contract and bet the greatest hope on others, but also agreed to use her territory as an experimental field, allowing foreign experimental products to kill her children, in order to carry out a thorough transformation."
"If you follow the destiny, you will also be completely transformed from a pure demon to a new 'wild' beast for various reasons soon."
"Well... Even this has been foreshadowed. The toxins in the wild beast meat you swallowed have not disappeared, but have penetrated into your flesh and blood, eroding your body and changing your blood all the time."
"And... Heh, your sister, and the little girl of the wing demon clan over there, do not have the luck to withstand the transformation of the race."
"But the water source, air, spirit, and even the pulse of the world in this world are slowly changing to an environment suitable for another race to survive. They two pure demons will die here sooner or later, just like the water in the river suddenly being steamed dry, the fish inside naturally can't live for a long time, even if you have the protection of your luck."
"But they don't even have the choice, this is the predetermined fate."
"Hope is a miracle, but in the face of real suffering, despair is the reality."
The hoarse and frivolous voice kept echoing in his mind, like the whisper of the devil.
Even if Lucas was already numb, he still began to sink in the temptation of one sound after another.
The accumulated negative emotions will not disappear for no reason, the injuries suffered will inevitably leave scars, people have always only cared about the noble flowers that come out of the mud without being stained, and never felt heartbroken for the lotus roots that silently pay in the mud.
The father who was nailed to the throne.
The mother who was willing to sell everything in order to let her children live.
Sophia, who has been protecting herself and her sister until death.
And the Wing North Snow, who has always been irrelevant, and the fate has been doomed from the beginning.
These vivid lives are just river bottom mud in the eyes of the world will, but in Lucas's heart, they are the one after another straw that maintains the idea of "living on."
Is it to choose to be a puppet for a lifetime.
Or to gamble everything to rebel?
"How... Take a risk?"
The soul in the third big mountain suddenly let out a low laugh.
The laugh contains madness, darkness, ruthlessness, and a trace of desolation.
"Escape the interference of the guardian."
"Then embrace me, become a part of destruction."
"I will send you, leave this boring prison."
Lucas turned his head and took a few steps back.