What era is it, still traditional card making

Chapter 97 Starry Sky Ancient Tree
Seeing the figure flying towards the silver vortex, Sister Hannah gave a disdainful smile.

She has seen too many magicians who overestimated their capabilities and attempted to contact the origin of the world, but ended up completely destroyed.

Dakaha and the Beast of Hypocrisy also saw this scene.

These two concept beasts, who were already extremely disliked by Ye Qiong, launched an attack without much hesitation, intending to completely kill him as a threat.

"You hypocrites full of lies, die for me!"

"Greedy human beings, die for me!"

Feeling the two attacks, he was also a little speechless. He was full of enthusiasm and risked his life to save Dongye Market. How could he be hypocritical?
Obviously it was Dakaha who took the initiative to lend him strength, so why is he so greedy.

Can this world that misunderstands people everywhere be better?

Two attacks with the power of the beast of concept attacked Ye Qiong straightly. Feeling the sharp pain from his abdomen, he couldn't help but say: "I've made a note of this grudge."

The last person he held such a grudge against was an unknown silver dragon.

The attack of the beast of concept is constantly polluting his spirit, his mind is dizzy, his body is crumbling, and his vertical pupil is staring at the silver-white vortex in front of him.

The resistance to death made him flap his wings constantly and fly in this direction.

This is his last struggle to survive.

Even though the body is full of holes, even if the spirit is broken, I still choose to move forward. It is hard to imagine that this is something done by willpower alone.

Entering the long passage, flying continuously, the silver-white vortex was already within reach, without any hesitation at all, it passed through it directly.

The two concept beasts followed closely behind, and just wanted to follow up, but felt a strong repulsive force.

The world rejected them.

Dakaha widened his eyes, looked at Ye Qiong's back, and really wanted to ask why?
Neither he nor the human being is a good thing, so why can the human being be able to enter but not himself?

Thinking of the state of the human being at this time, he quickly figured it out.

The spirit and body have been weakened to the extreme, like a candle in the wind. If a normal human being encountered this kind of injury, he might have died already, and he doesn't know why he survived.

Because of this, he was not considered a threat by the will of the world.

On the contrary, they, with their imposing manner, are like bandits with bloody faces. Is it strange that the will of the world, as the master, would let them in?

The beasts of concepts that were still fighting each other just now have begun to join forces to destroy the barriers built by the will of the world.

Ye Qiong, who entered the silver vortex, felt dizzy and dizzy. The turbulent flow of space kept tearing his body apart. The more he moved forward, the more painful he felt.

A huge amount of knowledge poured into his mind, this is the memory belonging to the world, from the beginning of the creation to the present, all the memories stored.

No wonder Sister Hannah once said that the human soul and spirit cannot bear the arrogance of opposing the planets.

Comparing the human lifespan of more than a hundred years to the lifespan of a planet for hundreds of millions of years, it is undoubtedly a mayfly shaking a tree.

The power of the conceptual beast, which was still polluting his spirit just now, has suddenly transformed into his only protective umbrella, protecting his spirit and resisting the "gift" brought by the world.

The body of the giant dragon is constantly shrinking, turning back into a human form. Any existence that enters the world will show its original appearance.

He fell to the ground in pain, his eyes glazed over, as if his spirit had collapsed, and he stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

This is a huge ancient tree shaped like a starry sky, its branches are endless, and there seems to be a world on each leaf.

Shouting don't bully young poor young people.

A man wearing a monocle.

The great emperor who turned his back on all living beings.

He looked at everything in front of him, and crawled towards the ancient tree that radiated light.

He didn't understand what the meaning of what he did was, but he still chose to move forward reluctantly, as if he could get everything if he came into contact with that ancient tree in the starry sky.

Obviously only a hundred meters away, but it seems like an eternal distance, but it is out of reach.

A long trail of blood was left behind everywhere he passed. Despite the pain, he still refused to give up.

The decay of the body, the collapse of the spirit, the destruction of the soul, the loss of personality, this is probably the price of reaching the origin of the world.

Ten meters, five meters, the ancient tree in the starry sky was finally close in front of his eyes. He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, stroking its trunk.

Although there was no temperature at all, he felt extremely warm. For some reason, a wave of moving emotions surged into his heart.

This is the eternal existence pursued by humans and gods, and the origin of the world that they are still looking for after tens of thousands of years.

At this moment, it was actually arrived by him.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the tree trunk and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ding"

"The host is finally dead and is returning to the real world."

"It is being eroded by force majeure and the return has been disrupted."

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"For the host's choice of death this time, this system does not make much evaluation."

Ye Qiong, who had closed his eyes tightly just now, unexpectedly woke up again at this time, his pupils changed from black to a bright iridescent color based on sapphire blue.

The eyes looking at the ancient tree in the starry sky are impassive, like a machine without any emotion.

Turning around and walking towards the gate of the world, he said softly:

"Projection magic, start."

A silver snake-shaped dagger appeared in his hand.

The pace of walking is neither slow nor slow, but it feels inexplicably oppressive.

Outside the gate of the world, the two beasts of concept are about to break through the barrier.

The Greedy Demon Dragon showed a delighted smile, it's almost there, it's almost there, it's about to be able to touch that ancient existence.

But at this moment, he saw a figure of a man in the distance, and he took a closer look, wondering in his heart:

"Why is he still alive?"

Dakaha is naturally very familiar with the man in front of him, isn't it Ye Qiong who has repeatedly grabbed his words before?

Looking at those rainbow-colored pupils, for some reason, Dakaha felt a chill, and a sense of fear of death emerged spontaneously.

Obviously as a beast of concept, he is immortal, as long as there is still greed in the world, he will never perish.

But what is this inexplicable emotion?

It was as if the humans in front of him could kill him completely.

He glanced sideways at the hypocritical beast beside him, but saw that he was silent at this moment.

No, normally, you shouldn't shout:

"You bloody hypocrite, I'll cut off your filthy body! Cut it up! Chop it up!"

Why is there no sound at this time.

Seemingly aware of Dakaha's gaze, the hypocritical beast responded in a rare way:
"He is no longer a hypocrite. Now he is neither the most good saint nor the most evil madman, but the embodiment of restraint."

Inhibition is also known as the restorer of direction. When there are elements of world destruction, it will appear, eliminate the threat, and bring the world back to normal.

It is currently considered a threat.

Dakaha didn't even think about it, and he came to a conclusion:
"It must be a hypocritical beast!"

(End of this chapter)