About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"otherwise……"

"otherwise……"

The last image flashed in my memory.

That was the scene of Ya Yin leaving during phase transmission.

The hatred in those eyes was as deep as the ninth level of darkness...

But the spell that could detonate her life just couldn't be pressed.

Then, Liu Ji opened his eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.

"Is this your last resort?" Liu Ji asked calmly.

"Eh?" The woman looked at Liu Ji in shock.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the opponent in front of her had become extremely strange.

It's like the same person as before, but not like the same person.

"Huh..." Liu Ji let out a long breath, "I think if you didn't show mercy in the end, I wouldn't be able to withstand it, but you're not crazy after all, are you?"

"Huh?" The woman looked at Liu Ji in astonishment. She kept shaking her head, "No, what are you talking about? Me, huh?"

"Countless laughter and emotions, countless betrayals of my true feelings, your ability is really sad," Liu Ji said calmly, without a trace of fluctuation in his tone, "But you are still not crazy. , No, no, you have been crazy for a long time, but it is not enough. I think that little girl, that will be the last straw that breaks your heart. If you kill her, I think your trump card will be truly completed. ”

"No, what are you talking about?" The woman shook her head and looked at Liu Ji, "Are you denying my pain? It's just you, why do you..."

Struggling, the woman seemed to have become violent and reversed her magic power, trying to pull out the memories from Liu Ji's mind.

However, Liu Ji did not resist and just allowed her to tear him apart.

The next moment, the woman was stunned.

She found what she wanted.

It's something extremely pure.

Pure, dark...

Darkness, darkness, nothing but darkness is darkness, inescapable darkness, tightly bound in the darkness, no matter how you scream, no matter how crazy, no matter how hysterical, in the end all that is left is endless darkness.

Whether crying, struggling, angry, or manic, there is only darkness.

Never-ending darkness.

There is no sound in the whole world, you can't even see your own appearance, you can't hear your own breathing, you can't feel anything, there is nothing...

Even myself is gone...

The third Wang Qi stared blankly at the person in front of him for a long time before he asked: "Why, are you still alive..."

"Because I forgot about it," Liu Ji said, "but you reminded me of that damn darkness that I can't break free from for thousands of years, that darkness that was forcibly buried underground by the whole world. To be honest, I'm very angry. , I am really angry, but..."

With that said, Liu Ji closed his eyes.

"Are you curious about why I can always lock your position?" Liu Ji asked.

"Is there any point in talking about this now?" The woman looked at Liu Ji confused.

"Oh, let's do this, let's make a deal," Liu Ji said, "Tell me, what exactly is Wang Qi?"

"Why?" the woman asked in a low voice.

"Fine..." Liu Ji looked into her eyes and said word by word, "The one who always tells me where you are is Ya Yin."

For a moment, the woman's eyes widened, but the next moment, she showed a helpless smile: "Ha... you are right, I really shouldn't be so soft..."

"Even if you turn yourself into a madman, you won't hesitate to do it?" Liu Ji asked.

"You don't understand, and you won't understand, brave man," the woman said with a smile, "I won't tell you anything..."

"You won't tell me," Liu Ji said indifferently, "Or you can't tell me? After all, even that fragment in your memory is so vague."

The woman looked at Liu Ji.

Then she smiled.

"I have no idea."

she says.

"No one in this world knows except the king."

"Really," Liu Ji murmured, "I guess so."

"Ayin...is she okay?" the woman asked.

"You killed all her relatives, what do you think?" Liu Ji asked.

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry..." The woman lowered her head, and then she laughed again, "Hehe, that's right, it's just a little girl's movie. The person I'm sorry for, hehe, as much as you want, I'll have it How many……"

"The person you are most sorry for is yourself," Liu Ji said coldly, "Is it worth it? For an unwarranted hegemony?"

"It's worth it, you won't understand," the woman smiled, "This is the greatest cause, it represents the will of the world."

"Really, that's a coincidence. When I think about it, the thing I hate the most is the so-called will of the world," Liu Ji said in a deep voice, "So, please allow me to offer my highest respect to your career... …”

"Well, please," the third Wangqi smiled slightly and closed his eyes.

In contrast, Liu Ji also closed his eyes.

The next moment, his body shape began to change, and blazing fire burned in his body.

Then, countless seeds of disaster flowed all over her body along the blood of the Third King Cavalry, and her body also began to suffer the same burning.

The shrill roar echoed through the sky.

The next moment, Liu Ji withdrew his hand and transformed back into his desert avatar, watching the burning Third King riding on the ground, howling and struggling.

Ya Yin in the dark looked at everything in front of her, in a daze.

She didn't hear the conversation between the two, but...

She didn't feel happy when she saw the enemy she wanted to eat alive day and night roaring and burning on the ground.

There was only sadness that surged like a tide, the endless sadness born from beautiful memories.

But at this moment, suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the ground and pulled her into the ground.

"What... eh?" Ya Yin turned her head and looked at the big cat in front of her in astonishment, "Osa? Why are you..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the roar of Jon Snow: "No time to explain, now immediately, sink into the deepest underground! As deep as you can!"

"Eh? But..." Ya Yin wanted to say something, but she heard Liu Ji's voice in the sand beside her ear, "Be obedient, hide with Jon Snow, I will find you later."

Ya Yin turned her head in astonishment.

Before her vision was covered by the mud at the last second, she saw a bloody cloak falling from the sky.

That was everyone's nightmare.

A tyrant from another world.

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The entire battlefield was silent.

Everyone on the battlefield stopped their attacks in an instant, staring at the man's figure, as silent as a cicada.

The armor interwoven with gold and black shone brightly, reflecting the dark light and flowing with magic like a black hole. The bloody cloak fluttered in the wind, and a trace of blood-colored mist was faintly lingering on it.

Brown hair and golden eyes, with an indifferent face, seemed to look down on the world, and everything he saw was ants and dust.

He didn't even have a weapon in his hand, just standing in the city lightly, and the unparalleled pressure made the people in the whole city breathless.

In a trance, they seemed to feel that what they were standing in front of was not a person, but a god who had descended to the world.

In this quiet atmosphere, suddenly, a twisted roar came from the sky.

Others were unable to move due to trembling, but Wuxiang, who was in a state of collapse, didn't care about that. He roared and rushed towards the enemy that made him feel the greatest threat.

Its speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. When its claws swung down, it seemed that the structure of space was falling apart.

However, the tyrant just raised his hand casually and grabbed its claws.

Then, just like pulling up the kelp hanging on the balcony, the tyrant easily picked up Wuxiang and swung it in front of him.

"Oh, this thing is quite interesting," he said, reaching his hand into the dark space inside Wuxiang.

In an instant, Wuxiang struggled, and violent and piercing roars came, waving his claws and limbs, punching and kicking the tyrant.

Although it sounded like the struggle of some small animal when it was caught, those punches and kicks were actually terrifying attacks that could generate huge energy waves.

However, to the tyrant, it seemed that it was no different from the struggle of a small animal. He just focused on stirring Wuxiang's body with his hands.

Not long after, he suddenly pulled out his hand.

And in his hand, he held a deep red crystal.

And the moment he pulled out the crystal, Wuxiang's figure stopped moving instantly.

"Hmm..." He looked at the crystal carefully, shook his head slightly, and muttered to himself, "Alas, it's a pity that it's still a semi-finished product."

After that, he pinched the crystal casually and crushed it into pieces.

And as the crystal shattered, Wuxiang's figure turned into a white mist and dissipated in the air.

Seeing this, the god's messenger floating in the air turned around, as if he was about to escape.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw the tyrant standing in front of him.

"Where do you want to go?" The tyrant asked.

The god's messenger did not answer, but directly stabbed his cane into his heart.

Then, a violent energy wave continued to expand in his body, and even his face under the hood emitted golden light from his mouth, nose and eyes.

This messenger of God actually intended to explode directly.

However, looking at his heroic act of going to his death, the tyrant still had an indifferent expression, as if he was no longer surprised by such a scene. He indifferently stretched out his hands to the messenger of God and hugged him into a sphere.

Then, a brilliant energy burst out, but it could only extend to a position two meters around the body, and it was difficult to flow out even a little bit.

The tyrant's hands slowly moved together, and the energy became dimmer and smaller as his hands were constantly compressed.

Then, with a snap.

The tyrant's hands gently clapped together.

The body of the messenger of God disappeared into the world along with the dazzling light he released, without even a trace of his existence left.

The mysterious and powerful god in the fortress soldiers' impression, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his life as a last resort, but he did not even leave a ripple.

Instantly, the army began to panic.

This fortress that has stood for thousands of years had its first full-scale riot. The soldiers were extremely panicked and fled like crazy, and the whole fortress was in chaos.

The tyrant looked at them, smiled lightly, and then condensed a golden spear in his hand, turned around, and threw it towards the center of the city.

The spear penetrated the layers of buildings like a flash of lightning and pierced the ground.

Accompanied by a violent vibration, the shield outside the fortress suddenly spread out dense cracks like spider webs.

Then the next moment, the entire shield exploded into pieces.

Without the shield, the natural energy flow instantly swept the entire fortress, and all the magic facilities in the fortress instantly failed. For a time, the magic artillery fire was completely silent, and even some places had large or small explosions.

At the same time, countless pterosaur knights passed through the air, led by a swordsman wearing a black cloak.

There were eleven bloodstains on the swordsman's cloak.

Liu Ji stared at the man in a daze.

The eleventh king knight?

He was resurrected... No, that's not right, obviously not the same person.

The progression at the back... No, Turin is the twelfth king knight, even if it is a progression, the eleventh king knight should be Turin, but obviously this person is neither Turin nor the space-based swordsman that Liu Ji had killed.

In other words, where did the tyrant get a newcomer to take the position of the eleventh king knight?

Just when Liu Ji was stunned, the swordsman wearing a black cloak and the pterosaur knights had already rushed into the city. Without Birkinscher and the divine messenger, even the shield and the city defense magic equipment were all silenced. Even the soldiers of the entire fortress were scared by the tyrant. At this moment, they were just lambs to be slaughtered.