Synopsis: Rebooting Dead Life / the Law of Infinite Control

"Your voice is so ugly!" Xiaoyu sighed, and rubbed her aching ears in disgust.

Dong Zhuo pursed his lips indifferently, with an excited look on his face, and greedily staring at the spar in front of him.

"If people outside know your truth, I think it will be the most destructive news in the Death God world!" Even though he knew that the Spirit King would not answer, Dong Zhuo said it excitedly.

Through the contact just now and the analysis of the True God's Eye, Dong Zhuo finally saw through what the Spirit King was.

Kisuke Urahara's guess about the Soul King was correct.He is indeed the wedge and foundation for the existence of all spaces in the Death God world, the world, the world of corpses and souls, and the virtual circle.

However, Kisuke Urahara's guess about the Soul King was somewhat biased.After the death of the spirit king, the world will not collapse, because the spirit king in front of him is not even a human being and can only exist in this large spar, and he is not alive at all.

The Spirit King is like a CPU that controls the whole world, the law of the world is "he"; Alaya is "he"; Gaia is "he"; even the world consciousness itself is "he".But he is not considered a living existence, because the Spirit King itself is the soul remains of a true god!

His relationship with the world is like the mythical Brahma.The world is but a dream of God.And the Death God World is a 'dream' created by the Spirit King!

Just as death in a dream does not affect reality, the world is like the dream of the Soul King.And who can kill him in a dream?

It was because of this that Yuhabach called the Spirit King his father when he killed him.Speaking of which, King Ling can be said to be the creator of the world.is the true creator.He is the father of all creatures in the world of Death.

Of course, the world of God of Death will definitely not be a simple dream.This ability to create the world is essentially the same as Xiaoyu's dream, and it can be said to be in the same line.The difference is that Xiaoyu's dream is inherently incomparable with that of King Ling.The difference between the two is too far.

One can create the world, and the other cannot even change the laws of the world.

"What a pity, you had a chance to be resurrected!" Dong Zhuo said with a trace of cruelty flashing across his face.A hand has already reached out to the spar that encloses the King of Souls.

"But now, be my help in mastering the power of the soul!"

Heaven and not taking the blame, in Dong Zhuo's view, since the King of Ling was met by him, it was his fate!Besides, since he obtained the Gate of Truth, Dong Zhuo has become addicted to killing other true gods and looting their treasures. ..

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If he meets a true god in his heyday, Dong Zhuo will never rashly go all out with him.

But the Spirit King in front of him is different. To put it harshly, he is just a dry bone in a tomb. Perhaps his spirit can be reborn after a long period of time.Maybe it will be revived again.

It's a pity that he can only consider himself unlucky when he meets Dong Zhuo's spirit king.

"Be a part of me!" blurted out with an excited voice, Dong Zhuo's palm attached to the spar suddenly changed color.

Her skin, which was as white as jade, instantly transformed into black and red viral lines.The ferocious perfect virus directly crossed the spar barrier that wrapped the soul king's body.It crossed this thick layer of space, and broke into the body of King Ling.

"Wait...wait a minute!" Seeing that Dong Zhuo was about to devour the Ling King, Xiaoyu suddenly mustered up her courage and shouted.

"Huh?" He frowned suspiciously, and Dong Zhuo turned his head puzzled.Surprised: "What's the matter with you?"

"That..." She glanced at Dong Zhuo shyly, then her pretty face hung down firmly.Xiaoyu said in a voice like a mosquito: "But...can you let me get his power?"

"What do you think?" Dong Zhuo looked at Xiaoyu with a half-smile.

"I..." I was terrified of Dong Zhuo at first, but now that Dong Zhuo's tone changed, Xiaoyu was like a quail, almost trembling with fright.However, thinking of the power of King Ling that came from the same source as her, a sense of unwillingness welled up in her heart, and Xiaoyu mustered up her courage and said: "If I get the power of this guy, my ability will definitely become even more powerful! And I am Your outer god personality, even the source of your soul is controlled by you, and you will never betray you. Isn't it?"

"En!" Dong Zhuo nodded in agreement.It was affirmation of Xiaoyu's words.But he changed the subject.Said: "You should be very clear that even now I don't really trust you. Do you think I will accept such a request?"

"But...but..." Xiaoyu's courage came and went quickly.On the pretty face, it was red and white for a while, like a flashing light.

"Since you also said that you are my outer god, then you can still use the ability I got. Isn't it? So what's the difference between me and you if I swallow the Spirit King? Or... "

Dong Zhuo's expression became more and more strange.Xiaoyu was even more silent.She is well aware that Dong-joo is starting to doubt her again.

"Okay! Okay!" After giving up the original plan, Xiaoyu muttered dissatisfiedly: "What a narrow-minded man! Be careful that no girl will like you in the future!"

"I don't need you to worry about that!" Dong Zhuo smiled with satisfaction.With one mind and two purposes, while devouring the Ling King, he said to Xiao Yusu: "As long as I want, I can form an army of perfect girls at any time! And each of these girls asks for anything from me. Even some cheeky ones even You can take the initiative to push me there!"

"Hmph!" Qiong snorted, and Xiaoyu simply turned her head away, not to look at Dong Zhuo, who she hated so much.

Among the crystal stones, the Spirit King had no arms, and only short legs. Under the engulfment of the black-red perfect virus, the controversy disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A moment later, with the perfect virus, the Ling King was completely swallowed up.The crystal-clear crystal-like spar silently turned into chariot powder, and floated down from the sky profusely.Before it hit the ground, it turned into the purest spirit.

Dong Zhuo, who devoured the Spirit King, suddenly closed his eyes, as if immersed in some kind of mysterious and mysterious artistic conception.

Xiaoyu, who lost her temper, couldn't hold back her curiosity at this moment, her eyes widened, and she stared at Dong Zhuo's direction.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but in Xiaoyu's sight, she seemed to see Dong Zhuo's figure becoming erratic.But when she wanted to see clearly, Dong Zhuo came back to his senses, as if she had been delusional just now.

Just breathed a sigh of relief, Xiaoyu suddenly and subconsciously held her breath.

In the line of sight, silk-like milky white rays of light slowly extended from Dong Zhuo's body. At first glance, it seemed that Dong Zhuo had white hair all over his body.When these silk threads grew to about [-] centimeters, they stopped abruptly.

Xiaoyu gasped in surprise.

"Hiss! How... how come!"

Those milky white silk threads didn't stop growing at all, but merged into the whole world.With a posture that Xiaoyu can't understand, she is rapidly merging with the whole world.

When these milky white threads finally merged with the world, Dong Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes.The black and white pupils became more and more unfathomable. Even Xiaoyu couldn't help being shaken the moment he looked at him, and almost fell into it.

The pretty face turned red, and Xiaoyu murmured to herself, "What's the matter? This guy seems... seems to have become a lot more handsome?"

"Thank you! I also feel that I have become much more handsome!" Dong Zhuo winked narrowly at Xiaoyu with a wicked smile on his face!

"You...!" Xiaoyu's pretty face turned red like a lantern.She faltered and couldn't say a complete sentence, she had forgotten that as long as her mood swings were a little more violent, Dong Zhuo, who had mastered the source of her soul, would be able to passively receive her thoughts.

Seeing Xiaoyu's cute look, Dong Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

"Yes... what's so funny!" Xiaoyu said dissatisfiedly, her eyes rolled darkly, and taking advantage of Dong Zhuo's good mood, she asked curiously: "What were those just now?"

"Are you talking about those things that grew out of me and merged into the world?" Dong Zhuo asked back with a smile.