spooky calendar

Chapter 348: The Unrivaled One

August 16, night.

On a night when thousands of lights were on, Qin Ze could not see any of them through the window. He could only see the ancient brick and stone walls and the windows with flower pots hanging on the window frames of the buildings opposite.

It seems that the aroma of coffee and bread can be smelled from the window.

This is a familiar street. Even though it is only the third time he has come here, Qin Ze can still feel the familiarity.

Soon, more familiar footsteps sounded.

This time, Qin Ze sat upright on the sofa.

He began to think about why this place was like this, and began to think...

Who created this place?

Zhou Baiyu can create a special world. Theoretically speaking, the so-called real world has actually been destroyed.

The real world we currently live in was created by Zhou Baiyu.

So can it be understood that the master has a certain degree of creativity?
The footsteps stopped and the door lock turned.

Qin Ze sat leisurely on the sofa and made himself a cup of coffee.

The sense of time dislocation caused by the vicissitudes of life faded a lot after he entered the realm of catastrophe.

The streets that were originally burned by the fire have been restored to their original state in just a few days.

But there was no other soul on the street.

Not long ago, all those imprisoned souls sacrificed themselves to help Qin Ze escape.

But these houses still exist as prisons.

Although they were burned by the karmic fire, they still have powerful regeneration capabilities.

They are still waiting for other people to survive.

This place is the nightmare of those who are undergoing tribulation.

The Fallen Messenger opened the door.

"We meet again. The Messenger."

Unlike last time, this time, Qin Ze was more like the judge.

The Fallen Messenger sneered at Qin Ze's behavior:
"This time, even if you use the fire of karma, you won't be able to escape. No one will help you."

The Fallen Messenger was very determined this time. He was determined to severely injure Qin Ze even at the risk of being burned by the fire of karma.

Qin Ze shook his head:

"Last time, I was a prison escaper. This time, I'm a prison breaker. No...those people are dead, so I'm an avenger."

The Corrupted Messenger has begun flexing his muscles:
“Even if you have reached the Catastrophe Realm, you are only at the early stage of the Catastrophe Realm. If you cannot pass this level of mine, you will not be able to enter the Domination Realm.”

The domain of the fallen messenger instantly enveloped the entire town.

Qin Ze said:

"Back then, what grudge did your master have with the master who was known as the unrivaled one and founded the messenger department?"

The Fallen Messenger did not answer this question:

"Go to hell to find the answer."

Qin Ze sighed:
"Now, all my abilities are gone again, and I can only use physical combat against you again."

The Corrupted Messenger is ready for battle.

It looked like some kind of ancient martial art.

In the previous duel, Qin Ze was still in the Heavenly Man Realm, and the Fallen Messenger didn't need any rules at all when facing Qin Ze.

This time, Qin Ze was in the Catastrophe Realm, and the Fallen Messenger was obviously much more serious.

"I see. Your ability is the same as that of a messenger. You were originally a messenger, right?"

"But you betrayed that master and chose to join forces with the man named Bai Ye..."

The Fallen Messenger's expression changed noticeably, and he began to get angry.

His figure did not stop, and his swift and tricky punches instantly attacked Qin Ze.

But the next moment, a scene that surprised him greatly happened.

Qin Ze caught his fist with one hand.

The strange angle seemed to be predicted by Qin Ze, and the powerful force seemed to be completely removed by Qin Ze.

Qin Ze sat there steadily, and just raised his hand to block the punch of the Fallen Messenger.

"Zhou Baiyu once took me to a place where your master was imprisoned."

"I think there was a battle between the messenger and the master of the fallen messenger."

"The messenger once entrusted me to kill you."

"Then Bai Ye must have killed a master. But he also got into trouble because he was imprisoned somewhere by this master."

"Until Pangu appeared, and was led step by step to where your master Bai Ye was."

"Am I right?"

Can't break free.

Qin Ze tightly grasped the Fallen Messenger's fist, and the Fallen Messenger discovered that... the gap in power between himself and Qin Ze was actually huge.

But he is not the strong one, but the weak one.

Seeing that the fallen messenger still didn't say anything, Qin Ze said:
"It's okay. I'll check with the messenger."

"I hate betrayers. You know, times have changed."

After saying this, a vortex appeared, and then a wall appeared in the vortex crack behind Qin Ze.

To be precise, it was not a wall, but a warehouse the size of a wall closet.

The door of the warehouse opened, and a burning sword flew into Qin Ze's hand.

Even with just a quick glance, the Fallen Messenger saw... that the warehouse was filled with many treasures.

Some of the treasures are even of the highest quality among the old calendar items.

That was something that only Zhou Baiyu, who possessed the power of difference in the last era, could create.

Endless treasures filled the warehouse.

The only thing Qin Ze could use was the knife.

But the moment the warehouse appeared, the Fallen Messenger suddenly understood why Qin Ze's power had become so terrifying.

"Your domain converts all resources into melee capabilities."

"Anything that can appear in this space and has a place of belonging is a resource."

"In addition to reaching the Catastrophe Realm and gaining the ability to change in times of crisis, I also have a lot of props."

“Thanks to this warehouse, they are all my resources now.”

"In other words, I am not fighting alone. All the powerful items that my partners can provide have been converted into my strength."

"Originally, there are many things I can't use. The only thing I can use is this knife."

"But thanks to your domain, all these treasures are now at my disposal."

Qin Ze swung his knife suddenly. The Fallen Messenger felt the power of the knife and instantly burst out with strength, breaking free from Qin Ze.

He barely dodged Qin Ze's sword attack, which was carried out with little force.

Qin Ze said: "Times have changed, who would fight with you?"

One used a knife and the other used his fist, and the situation changed again.

With the Infinite Blade, Qin Ze can perform the Black Blade Technique.

Although he had only learned the basics, he was far from being as proficient as Jian Yiyi.

But after all, that is a sword technique that even the gods fear.

The terrifying sword force appeared. Qin Ze was like a demon:
“Everyone who does something wrong has to pay the price.”

The raging flames pressed down with the majesty of the God Slayer!

Strictly speaking, the Messenger is a being in the realm of catastrophe.

Just stronger than the average Catastrophe Realm Old Era person.

But when facing a very small number of geniuses, such as Pangu, or Qin Ze at this moment, they will also be defeated.

The majesty of the God Slayer, who was able to exert tremendous pressure on those at the same level, could now be exerted on the Fallen Messenger as Qin Ze entered the Catastrophe Realm.

Following Qin Ze's violent sword strike, the Fallen Messenger felt a fear as if he had seen a god.

Fear drove him to flee in panic.

But Qin Ze's attack was fierce and continuous.

After Qin Ze's melee ability was greatly enhanced, he swung his sword continuously, leaving several afterimages.

It turns out that the so-called "Phantom Sword Dance" can really be done as long as the speed is fast enough.

Qin Ze just felt that this kind of wanton slashing with huge increases in speed and strength was so cool.

All boxing techniques, moves, and techniques are nothing but mere show in the face of absolute speed and power.

The knife itself was terrifying, not to mention the black knife intent and the fire of hell. The Fallen Messenger couldn't even resist Qin Ze's attack.

The huge sword shadow was like a heavy hammer falling from the sky, cutting a groove in the ground.

The originally exquisite British-style building was cut into pieces by a knife and turned into ruins.

At the end of the ravine, the Fallen Messenger looked at Qin Ze in disbelief.

If he didn't have this knife, he could still fight Qin Ze.

But after having the props, Qin Ze was like a tiger with wings, and it was difficult to compete with him.

Qin Ze didn't give his opponent any chance either.

As the Fallen Messenger was being knocked away, he also quickly approached the Fallen Messenger.

The fallen messenger finally got rid of this powerful force and looked up to see Qin Ze's somewhat hideous face.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was facing off against some evil villain.

If Qin Ze is a villain, he is definitely qualified.

The Infinite Blade's fire has turned black.

The sword techniques that Lan Yu taught Qin Ze appeared in Qin Ze's mind. The next moment, a tornado-like fire began to sweep across the entire town.

The fallen messenger was dragged high into the sky by a powerful force.

In an instant, Qin Ze seemed to hear the sound of something shattering.

It was nothing else but the sound of the realm being shattered.

Pangu once defeated the territories of the tall messenger and the young messenger.

And this time, it was the Fallen Messenger's turn to be defeated by Qin Ze.

The fallen messenger who was in a state of weightlessness still couldn't believe it... In just a few days, the difference in combat power had changed like the world turned upside down.

Qin Ze was still swinging his knife. In the eye of the storm, he was like a ruthless cutting machine.

Endless crescent-shaped slashes attacked the Fallen Messenger like a flock of frightened bats.

This stormy, suffocating slicing frenzy lasted for a full fifteen minutes.

The entire town was destroyed beyond all recognition. The fallen messenger who was subjected to this slashing bombardment had his flesh and blood shattered.

The dense and precise cutting was like completely chopping the opponent's muscles into pieces at the fiber level.

Endless flames of karma illuminate the sky.

Even Qin Ze, who was in the Catastrophe Realm, began to breathe rapidly at this moment.

Fortunately, the battle is over.

The soul of the fallen messenger was already riddled with holes. He collapsed to the ground, unable to fight back.

The domain naturally went from being shattered at the beginning to being completely extinguished.

A tiny black ball of energy appeared in Qin Ze's hand.

"You can use only inferior means in combat, but to finish off or kill someone, you must use the strongest means that can completely kill the opponent."

"Farewell, betrayer."

The black hole that obliterates everything begins to devour souls.

When the destructive force began to tear apart the remnants of the fallen messenger's soul... this entire town began to tremble violently.

The world seemed to be beginning to collapse.

Another god-level being died in the black hole.

……

……

August 17. Midnight.

When there was a knock on the door, Xiao Qiao had already found a secluded place to hide so that she could eavesdrop.

She is a smart girl who knows her master and is waiting for the "reset" tonight.

The messenger who came to knock on the door did not just put down his things and leave this time.

Qin Ze opened the door and the tall messenger and the young messenger were already standing outside.

Qin Ze has now completed almost all the rituals and is just short of entering the realm of domination.

But he had to ask the messenger how to get the finishing touch.

I think the Fallen Messenger, the Prison for Tribulation Survivors...all these factors are related to the White Calendar Path.

And the Messenger has irreconcilable conflicts with the Fallen Messenger.

Perhaps the Messenger knew what to do.

The two messengers had nothing else in their hands. They were not here to deliver a letter.

"Can we come in and sit down, Mr. Qin Ze?"

The tall messenger, who usually spoke in a cold tone, unexpectedly spoke in a gentle tone.

Qin Ze nodded:

"Please come in."

A tall messenger, more than two meters tall, and the young messenger walked into Qin Ze's house.

Qin Ze said:

"I want to know everything."

The tall messenger nodded:
"I will tell you everything, too."

He never sat down because he needed to make a move.

At this moment, this tall being bowed and said with great sincerity:
"Thank you very much, Mr. Qin Ze, thank you very much!"

"Without you, we don't know if we could have killed the betrayer."

It seems that my guess was correct. The Fallen Messenger has the same ability as the Messenger. Is he really a traitor?
So the feeling that time is disordered and the world is changing dramatically is actually because the messengers all have the ability to control time?
Qin Ze said:

"There is no need to be so polite between us."

The messenger shook his head:

"No, your actions will also grant us messengers freedom. From now on, our bonds are also untied."

The tall messenger and the young messenger are both extremely powerful and can be considered among the strongest beings in the world.

But their behavior is restricted by many things.

They can only deliver messages and kill those who break the rules.

According to the tall messenger, these restraints are now untied.

"Mr. Qin Ze, your kindness to us is like a rebirth. Although we have made up our minds to be messengers for the rest of our lives, it is really important for us to be able to kill that guy and regain our freedom."

Qin Ze could sense the surging emotions in the mouth of this guy whose emotions could never be heard.

The young messenger said:

"Boss, it's time to get down to business."

"Well, Mr. Qin Ze, let me start with the origin of our messenger."

The tall messenger sat directly on the ground. The sofa in Qin Ze's house was a little too small for him.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and said slowly:
"In the late stages of the First Old War, realizing that defeat was imminent and the God of Corruption would descend, our master made a decision."

"One of his abilities is to see the future. In the era when all gods were alive, there were two most powerful gods. One was called the God of Blades and Cutting, and the other was the God of Time and Space."

"And the power our master obtained comes from the God of Time and Space."

Qin Ze roughly understood that before the Pioneer Era, there was an era called the Age of Gods.

He asked curiously:
"What about Zhou Baiyu, the founder of the old calendar? Which god did he get his power from? What are the powers of that god?"

The tall messenger shook his head:

"That's the God of Difference, a god who specializes in creating bugs. Strictly speaking, his power is so ominous that it cannot be quantified."

Qin Ze nodded:

"Go on."

The tall messenger said:

"Our master's real name is Jiang Zongheng, and his code name is No. 2 in the World."

What a domineering person, using a domineering name. Qin Ze complained in his heart.

The Messenger continued:

"Our master has peeked into the future, but the result was surprising. That future... does not contain any trace of their existence."

"In a future shrouded in the fog of corruption, no one can remember the name of any master."

“It’s like they never existed in history.”

Indeed, if there were no Golden Calendar manuscript, Qin Ze believed that it would be difficult for the old calendarists to find any traces of the existence of the pioneers.

(End of this chapter)