Law of the Devil

Chapter 569 [Final Decision]

Du Wei seems to be walking in a tunnel full of flashes.

In front of the tunnel, it seems that the end is a ray of light, and Du Wei, in the tunnel, around his body, up and down, as if it were all a pair of whistling flashing pictures.

In the picture, there are people, something, as if it were a piece of memory, and it seems to be a movie. One piece, one eye-catching, Du Wei tried to open his eyes and looked at it, but he couldn't see every picture that flashed quickly.

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In the picture, two teenagers sneaked out of the window of an old house. A young boy squatted down. The other handsome boy stood on the shoulders of his companions, his hands squatting on the window sill, and sneaked into the gaze. In the window, there is a faint sound of water, and the girl sings the tune of the country songs cheerfully...

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In the picture, the handsome boy seems to have grown up. He rode a horse, carrying a small bag, and went on a country road. On the hillside behind him, a pretty figure stared far away, a few drops of tears, drifting with the wind.

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In the picture, the waves of the sea are angry, the waves of the waves are slamming the hull, the youngsters are holding the cables, and the body is drenched by waves of waves in the wind and rain.

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In the picture, the boy is lying in front of an old man, the old man's face with a tempting smile, and his eyes seem to have magic. This is Aragorn and Chris, Duwei thought.

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In the picture, the teenager has grown up to become a tall and straight young man, riding a horse. The armor is still somewhat rudimentary, behind it is a small army that has been simply armed. This is a simple and miscellaneous army, the flag is also swaying, but the young boy is screaming at the excitement of the shouting, as if symbolizing the arrival of an era!

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In the picture, a handsome young man sits on a throne in an old castle. He had a gold crown on his head, and he was wearing a woman in a Chinese costume. In the hands of Aragorn, holding the woman's hand, but his face was cold. And the woman, the appearance is vague.

Just outside the castle, a pretty girl, desperate face. She still looks like a farm girl's long skirt, but she pulls out a pair of scissors from her waist and cuts it to her golden hair!

Broken hair flutters in the wind...

Subsequently, the castle gate was pushed open and the girl became a short hair. The girl’s long skirt has been discarded and a knight armor has been put on.

"From today, I am no longer Lolita, I am the Messiah! Start today. I no longer believe in love, I only believe in war!"

After listening to the words of the people in the picture, Du Wei, standing in the tunnel, suddenly felt a pain in his heart!

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The picture changed again, above the battlefield of the smoke, the corpses and the flag after the burning, Aragorn personally stabbed the last enemy commander and turned around. Point the sword at the sky. The long-sword of blood-stained land, coupled with the mighty shark of Aragon, ousted the entire battlefield. Innumerable armored blood-stained soldiers immediately waved their swords and greeted their commanders. Everyone's face was a fanatic cult, and the enthusiasm, even if it was blood, could not be covered up.

And Aragorn’s very late, a slender figure. As if standing in the shadows. She is wearing a horsewoman's armor, her face... with a mask! On the mask. Her only naked eyes, eyes are indifferent!

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In the picture, a team of armored armor, swords and soldiers like a forest, lined up in a neat square, above the earth, like an endless group of ants, like the tide of footsteps, trampling the earth like an earthquake!

In the distance, a city is covered with dark clouds, as if under this powerful momentum, it is on the verge of collapse!

At the forefront of this piece of the great military field, a knight with a golden light shining in his body, a spear in his hand, holding a flag high: the thorn flower!

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In a splendid palace of gold walls, the warriors of numerous golden armor surrendered to the ground, kneeling on one knee, facing the commander on the throne with the most respectful gesture.

Aragorn once again sat on the throne. This time, he was crowned as the emperor of the mainland, the supreme master of this starry sky. Around, a middle-aged man, dressed in a robes like a cleric of the Church of Light, solemnly put a crown on Aragon's head, and then handed a golden scepter to Aragon's hand. in.

This middle-aged man dressed in clergy, his face, is vaguely the outline of a teenager who used his shoulders to carry Aragon to the window.

Among the halls, the warriors without hundreds of battles cheered.

Can look at the crowd... but one person is missing.

The slender figure, the short blond hair, the cold eyes... that person, she is not there!

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Du Wei suddenly felt so distressed!

There was a burst of colic in my heart, which made him feel like a tearing heart! Looking at the picture, that person... she is not there! she is not here! she is not here! !

An unstoppable sorrow, despair, pain in my heart... all kinds of negative emotions suddenly come out crazy together! This kind of great pain in the heart will almost instantly knock him down!

The heartache made him stand unsteadily, and he tried to sit down on the ground.

There are fewer people in the king.

That person, she is not there!

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Du Weijun took a sigh of relief, and then continued to walk slowly toward the tunnel.

The surrounding picture is still a pair of flashes, the content in the picture, Du Wei suddenly felt that he did not care at all!

He swiftly swept through a picture, but did not care about the content of the picture. His eyes were eager, but he was only looking for an image anxiously... His eyes swept through a picture, if there was no figure on it. Du Wei will immediately look for the next one. As for the content on the screen, he doesn't care!

This inexplicable emotion filled his whole spirit, making Du Wei seem to fall into a painful emotion that he could not explain.

Finally, after a pair of pictures flashed, Du Wei still couldn't find the pretty figure... and the tunnel finally came to an end!

In front of the two groups of blue light, the two groups of light are faintly like human figures, but in the light, but they can not see their true colors.

Du Wei calmed down. He gasped with a big mouth and a hand struggling to press his chest. He seemed to be trying to suppress his inner pain. His eyes stared at the two humanoid lights in front of him, and he was very heavy.

"You are very painful." A familiar voice sighed softly.

"Why am I suffering!" Du Wei asked, his teeth gnashing: "Why! Why do I have to suffer!! This is a matter of Aragon! Why am I so painful!"

In the light group on the left, the voice is obviously "Du Wei 1", his voice, which has been communicated with Du Wei many times. This time, I no longer laughed, with a deep sadness: "You know very well. Although we have always tried to deny it in our hearts, we refuse to admit that we are Aragon. However, in fact, we are the same person."

"I don't want it!" Du Wei immediately struggled to raise his head. Roaring said: "I don't care what Aragon!! I am Du Wei! My name is Du Wei!! The past life has passed! What Aragon, Lolita or Messiah! He and her love to die and live, tragedy. What does it have to do with me!"

Du Wei struggled to support his body. Although he supported it hard under pain, his look became more and more firm!

"I am Du Wei! I am me! I live in this age! Not a thousand years ago! Now, I have my friends, I have my family, I have my beloved woman, I have my loyal subordinates and sons. Min! I don't need to be responsible for what a **** 'previous life' a thousand years ago! I don't want to carry that kind of boring thing! I am me! I am only living for me now!! I am only for my current relatives. Friends are responsible!!"

"But you can't escape the ground." The voice sighed sighingly. The tone of "Du Wei 1" was a bitter smile: "When you merge with the memories of past lives, you will definitely become a new person... A mixture of Du Wei and Aragon."

Du Wei bit his teeth, silently.

"Don't you want to change back from the mistakes of the past?"

Suddenly, the other light and shadow next to "Du Wei 1" opened.

"The mistakes of the past?" Du Wei sneered, he stared at the other light and shadow: "You are the memory of Aragon, right? The mistakes of the past? What a ridiculous statement! That is your fault! It is your Aragon. Things! Not my Du Wei!! What is the past life, what 'we are a person'! Hell! Let's go! I live in this age, I have my own life! Why do you want to impose past events? On my head! Why should I throw those things for me to bear! I am me, I am Du Wei! Not Aragon! Nor is it 'Du Wei 1'! It is not what Aragon and Du Wei merged. Mixed monster!"

Du Wei suddenly raised a thumb. Pointing at your nose. There is a sincere pride on his face:

"Listen, Laozi's name is Du Wei!"

He tilted his head and looked at the two groups of light and shadow in front of him.

"If I lose my current personality, I lose my current character, and even my emotions are mixed by other memories... Then, I am no longer me! Yes, if we merge, a new one The monster of the mixture of Du Wei and Aragon was born! But I..."

Du Wei is still cold and cold: "I, the one who is unique, Du Wei, is equal to death! I don't want me to die! I don't want to become a monster with no independent personality! I don't want to become Aragon!

I have always hated this in my heart! Aragon, roll yours! Don't think of throwing me your things a thousand years ago! Dead is dead! The past is over! I am not under the control of anyone! Even my past life! Tell you, I always hate you! Extremely hate you! ”

Said, Du Wei back to the tunnel behind him, a pair of flashing pictures on the tunnel, Du Wei word coldly said: "After seeing these pictures. I have become more annoying you! Don't confuse you with me! At least, I will not let my beloved woman suffer such harm! And you, 'Du Wei 1'! In your lifetime, you let Jojo die, let She died in the Temple of the Devil! But I didn't! I would rather die than let my woman die! This is our difference! We have a difference! We are not the same person! I have my own independent personality and independent soul. Go to the **** reincarnation! Go to the **** past!"

Then, Du Wei took a deep breath and his anger seemed to have subsided all of a sudden. He made a deep breath for a long time, and his face showed a relaxed expression.

"Call... It’s so venting, it’s much more comfortable.” Du Weidi’s eyes gradually revealed a hint of mockery.

"Aragon, you always want to control me! You always say to me, we are the same person! Oh, but in my opinion, you just want to use 'I' to make 'you' come back!! Hey.' Du Wei, how are you? Surprised? 'Hell! Now, listen to me!'

The smile on Du Wei’s face gradually emerged, but his eyes were absolutely perfect!

"My name is Du Wei! My lover is Vivian and Jojo! Not Lolita and Messiah! My pet is called qq, not called Michus! My friend is Hussein! My father Called Raymond!"

At last. He smashed the railroad:

"I! Yes! Du! Wei!"

Chris's fingers pressed gently over the heart. Du Wei, who was asleep, suddenly trembled with a sudden twist.

Chris’s expression was a little surprised, and he made several deep breaths in his mouth. More and more water flows out, and the sleeping Duwei is wrapped up layer by layer. His fingertips, a trace of magic, try to closely integrate the blood and flesh of the heart in Du Wei's chest. stand up.

but……

Suddenly, Du Wei, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes! The eyes stared at Chris's face, seemingly with a hint of mockery.

Subsequently. Suddenly the fingertips, the wave of the sound, Du Wei's chest in the chest just changed to the "king of the heart", suddenly burst out of a **** fog, and then burst!

“No!!!!” Chris yelled, but the part of the heart that had been fused around suddenly broke down, and then the heart that was still beating suddenly became dry and withered.

The heart suddenly turned into a fly ash. Under the fingertips of Chris, it turned into nothing!

Chris was in a hurry. Du Wei had a painful scream, and his mouth squirted blood in his nose.

"Hell! Gap! Idiot!!" Chris screamed angrily. Kneeling, but had to desperately spit out a trace of magic, he quickly grabbed Du Wei's own own heart, and returned to Du Wei's chest with anger.

His expression was distorted and furious, but his fingers were still stable. Finally, the flesh-and-blood joints of the heart became reintegrated.

The blood in Du Wei’s nose stopped the rogue, and his nose was covered with sweat.

He woke up and just woke up

Chris annoyed low-pitched: "You! You stupid! You know you don't know how stupid you just did! Stupid!! You! You are..."

Du Wei barely squeezed a smile, but his voice was full of determination.

"This is my choice, the final choice!"

Du Wei's monologue:

In fact, I have always been very greedy.

After learning that I was Aragon, I was once somewhat proud of my heart.

Aragon, what a great name. The founding emperor, the great emperor of the generation, the most powerful person on the mainland, the first strongest under the stars, the flag of the thorns left by him flew for a thousand years...

Humph!

Yes, I am greedy. Greedy. Even, occasionally, I think back, if one day, I restored the memory of past lives, I can become very powerful. You can immediately gain the power of your dreams.

This is a temptation and this temptation has always been in my heart.

I have also tried to resist it. However, the temptation to become that great man is too great. I hope to gain strength and become a top powerhouse.

But I ignored it. Power is not the only thing.

If I become another person... then even have more powerful power. I am not mine.

Du Wei is already dead. Living is nothing but a new place, another person.

and……

I am tired and tired.

I am from the world of my previous life. When I crossed into the world, I spent more than a decade, gradually fell in love with the world, fell in love with the Roland continent. Fall in love with my current mother, the beautiful and kind countess. Fall in love with my brother, smart Gabri.

Fall in love with Vivian, fell in love with Jojo, fell in love with my friends here. Indifferent Hussein. And the evil fat Long Barton.

I am almost 19 years old this year.

I spent 19 years in this world, and finally succeeded in turning myself into this Roland mainland, turning myself into "Duoweilu Daofu Luo Lin."

In this sense. The one from the previous world, from the current society of the earth, is already dead.

It took me 19 years to turn my identity into Du Wei. Let the "I" from the earth die.

I don't want to change my identity again. In order to forget the identity from the earth, it took me a full decade to get used to it. This time, I don't want to go through this change again! If I merge with Aragon, will I still continue to love Vivienne and Jojo?

Just like when I was born in Luolin's house, I regard my parents as strangers... I can't imagine. When I looked at Vivian, I thought of her as a stranger.

I know very well that if I change back to Aragon, all the emotions, love or hate of Du Wei will become integrated with Aragon.

At that time, what should I do? I am Lolita. Still love Vivienne? I am the Messiah? Still love Jojo?

I am annoyed. I don't want to re-adapt to a new identity for more than a decade and re-adapt to a new character. A new soul.

Now, I am Duwei, very good.

I have my own things to do, and it is not a thousand years ago to have my own responsibilities.

But now! !

"You know, you don't know, you just accepted the heart of the king, you can fuse the memory of the soul in the badge... Then you can become a domain powerhouse!!" Chris sadly angered Du Wei: "You know, don't know, your power now comes from the seal in your soul! You..."

Said, Chris stretched out another hand, the badge in his hand.

But now, this badge has become re-broken, and it no longer flashes.

"The two soul memories in the seal here, when you just rejected yourself, they dissipated themselves!" Chris angered and laughed: "Du Wei! Kid! You know, you don't know, what are you left now?"

Du Wei was lying weakly, and the wound in his chest was still slowly healing: "What is left?"

"Your strength... With the disappearance of the power of this seal... Kid, you are not a strongman now! Since the soul of the seal in the badge disappears, the field disappears! Now you are just a poor one. Holy Order!"

Du Wei smiled: "That is, I can risk the death before, forcing the power of the field... can't do it now?"

"Crap! The power of the field is not yours at all! It is sealed in the badge! Now the badges are like this! You still want to..."

Du Wei interrupted Chris, and his smile suddenly became very pleasant: "Dear Chris, you just said a very, very important word."

Chris snorted: "What?"

Du Wei's expression is serious: "You said, 'The power in the field is not yours at all.' This is precisely the most critical place... that power is not mine! It is not my Duwei, but Aragon!"

"But you are one..."

"I am who I am."

Du Wei ended the debate.

Chris sighed, long sigh.

After a long, long time, he whispered a word: "Damn it... Don't you know how difficult it is to gain strength in the field? You think it is a strong field. Is this opportunity every day? You think You can become a field if you practice it casually. I tell you that in the past ten years, in addition to those god-level powerhouses, there is only one Aragonese!"

"Do not."

Du Wei’s eyes were filled with light. He looked at Chris and smiled. “You don’t know. There is another person in this world. He is also a mother-in-law, a common man, relying on his talents and supreme perseverance. He did not rely on the power of previous life to awaken, nor did he rely on trading with the devil's servant! Purely by himself, for decades, he has practiced himself from a mortal to a strong field!"

Chris shook his head: "I don't believe. How can humans have such a genius?"

"There is, the name of that person is... Baihe." Du Wei suddenly sighed: "Really, I suddenly felt that the guy is actually much stronger than Aragon. Because he is relying on himself. ""

Then, Du Wei shook his head: "To be honest, I really think about that guy now."

Hey!

Oh...

This green temple has not opened the door for many days. Finally slowly pushed away.

The dust on the dust beside the gate was raised, and the movement immediately alerted the elves who had been praying in the temple.

The elders of several elves have been sitting on the temple almost all day long, waiting for their king to walk out of the temple.

Although the orc army has disregarded the previous agreement, a group of people have left the mountain and traveled to the human world.

Originally still under the blazing mountain, only the elves of the family were left.

At this moment, the door of the temple was finally pushed open. Many elves suddenly exclaimed, raised their heads and looked at the door of the hall devoutly.

When the figure of falling snow appeared at the door, many elves finally breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing their king, the elves burst into a warm cheer after a brief silence!

The elves who love life, even a lot of them jumped on the spot and danced and danced before the temple. They leaped to the treetops. Sing gently on branches and leaves.

The face of the falling snow was pale and not half-stained. It was originally filled with wise scorpions. At the moment, it seems as if the lake has dried up after the lake, and it is so tired that it seems to have taken away all its energy.

Looking at the many people below, the snow was calm for a while, its expression and eyes were extremely complicated. Finally, it raised its hand and gently made a quiet posture.

"king!"

An old elf came over and squatted, bending down deeply: "You finally came out... What about humans?"

"He..." The snowy tone was a bit weird. After thinking about it, he sighed: "He left."

left?

The elves are a little surprised. Everyone was waiting for these months before the temple, but...if the human being left, there is no one to detect it?

The door of the temple was re-closed.

There was a strange command in the snow: it left a few elders, brought a team of gods, ordered them to stay outside the temple and continue to wait.

As for what to wait for, when to wait... these, the snow did not say.

However, the people who worshipped the Elf King still accepted this weird command without hesitation.

This is really weird.

After the snow came out, it was ordered, and the whole family was ready to migrate, and ordered everyone to prepare for the equipment and weapons, ready to follow the footsteps of the orc army. Going forward to the world of mankind.

The tradition of the elves is that every time they go, they will sprinkle a magical seed of the elves, and then under the magic of the elves, they will grow those huge magical plants, those plants will become the castle of the elves, the walls ,houses. palace……

However, when the elves migrated, the plants lost their magical support and would quickly wither and then dissipate with the wind.

But this time, when the whole family migrated, the order left by the Elf King was to let the elders stand here and continue to use magic to maintain this temple. It is not allowed to let it wither!

"Everything, just like when I was inside! Hmm... No, your posture and etiquette must be ten times more respectful!"

In the green temple...

After the gate was closed, there was still a bright light in the temple.

A few months ago. The falling snow and the white river 愁 tentatively played against each other, the ruined long table, still quietly standing there.

However, just after the statue of the elf god...

Here the air. It seems to maintain a twisting force. In a volume of about a few cubic meters, there seems to be a vortex in the air. The vortex seems to be a space crack and passage.

Vaguely, from this whirlpool, there will be a whistling wind... and the sound of sharp weapon collision!

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boom! !

The scimitar gently tapped on the corner of a long bow with a strange shape! A ignited star, then the scimitar suddenly bounced back. The finger holding the handle of the machete gave a squeaking sound, as if the bones were broken.

Then, a white figure skyrocketed and flew out toward the back. When he landed, his body seemed to be awkward, just the waist. Still quite straight!

The Baihe River is as heavy as water. He seems to be very casual, and he has changed his machete for one hand. Then he looked up and looked at the opponent who was on the opposite side.

It seems to be a hillside, surrounded by barren land, hard sand everywhere, no life.

At the moment, under the hillside, the ground is covered with a pit of different sizes, and there are countless ground cracks that seem to have gone through a cruel and long battle!

Above the hillside, a slender figure stood there, and the figure was covered under a very wide and long robes, and the tall, deep cloak on the top of the head obscured the whole face of the man, the only one exposed Outside, it is the hand that holds the weapon!

Its hand is a very long bow with a very strange shape! The bow angles on both sides are curved like a new moon, with sharp barbs and sharp edges.

If Du Wei is here, I will be amazed! Because of this long bow, it is like the throat bow in his hand!

"White River, you finally hit my weapon."

The voice came from under the cloak, crisp and sweet, but with a hint of desolateness.

"How long have we been playing... You have hit my weapon six times in total." The voice seemed to be appreciated, but it seemed to be a mockery.

"I know." Baihe faintly said, he slashed his knife, but he slammed it on the blade.

"You are very good." The voice under the cloak sighed: "You are even ten times better than the Elf King I have chosen. In these days, you hit my weapon six times, the first time you spent three times. I only hit my weapon in the month, the second time you only used one month, the third time you used fifteen days... until now, just this time, you only spent two days."

Said, this voice has become more and more serious: "In other words, in this place, it seems that my field is more and more unable to bind you, right? Now, you have gradually mastered my field. The power of rules... And, you already know how to crack those rules... you are getting stronger and stronger."

"Not strong enough."

Baihe shook his head, his voice was still so calm and indifferent.

"Hey, how strong do you want to be? Human! You are just a human being. If I want to, I can kill you at any time. Now you are just a toy, a toy that spends time with me. Maybe, I will kill you tomorrow! I will kill you tomorrow!"

"You can continue to say this." Baihe faintly said: "From two months ago, you said to me, 'I will kill you tomorrow.' Unfortunately, I am still alive today. You are not willing to kill me. You are very curious about me."

"..." Under the cloak, it seems as if a bunch of eyes fell on Baihe's body. Finally, it sighed: "I am really curious. Ten thousand years... Finally, there is a soul who can break through its own strength. When you get to the field, you can be a new **** level... The gods are too few. We have been fighting each other for too long and too long... To be honest, if you can have a new face, A good thing."

After that, it suddenly flicked the bowstring, and the tone became cold: "But you listen! This is the last chance I will give you! One month! Within a month, if you can't break through my field, It means that you have not become the potential of a god-level powerhouse... At that time, I will kill you."

Baihe listened to this sentence and he was silent for a while.

"If I broke through?" Baihe looked at each other: "You tell me where the other gods are!"