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The young man laughed.

"Forget it, although she won't be needed to deal with the five scumbags like you, but there's not much time, it's not bad to use it to find someone."

"...?" The woman opposite was stunned.

Before he could react, the next moment, a dark golden spear appeared in Su Ming's hand.

"Will be in--"

The two words came out of the girl's mouth.

And then... as if something happened, and as if nothing happened.

By the time the opponent reacted, she had lost her fighting ability.

Covering her stomach with one hand, the woman looked at the hole in her stomach that had been penetrated at some point, opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"As I said, women generally don't kill, so you won't be able to see the rest of the 'must kill'."

When Su Ming stepped on his feet and walked past her, he laughed like this.

Then he ignored him and continued walking.

The scene in front of him has completely changed.

The dark golden spear penetrated everything in front of him. Except for the woman Su Ming who had a little affection for the woman just now, everything else had been wiped out at this moment.

The holy spear with the concept of "sure hit and kill" - Gungnir.

This is not Su Ming's angel, but it is indeed his weapon.

Originally, to deal with this kind of scumbag, there was no need to use this sacred weapon, which was famous even among the Shura gods and Buddhas of Hakoba.

But just like what Su Ming said, Gungnir still has a certain function, doesn't it?

With this concept in mind, Su Ming directly gave her an order - shoot through the room where Benjo Erya was imprisoned.

Then things became like this.

How easy.

Walking on foot, Su Ming waved slightly, and the holy spear flew back into his hands.

Stepping into the room in front of him, Su Ming looked up.

What caught his eye was a young girl sitting on a chair and smiling at him.

The appearance is exactly the same as what Kuang San showed him in memory.

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"You're here..." She said with a chuckle, her body relaxed, and she couldn't tell that she was imprisoned at all.

"You know me?" Su Ming frowned slightly.

"Of course." The girl nodded softly, "I've been waiting here for you."

"Oh?"

"Have you forgotten it? Or, do you still think that there really is such a so-called 'father'? I think with your wisdom, you won't be able to see through it until now, right?"

"His Royal Highness the Demon King who represents the end." ..

Chapter [-]: Eschatology Wandering at the End of Time (One More)

"..."

Su Ming didn't speak, he just looked at the girl across from him, the light in his eyes flickering uncertainly.

As the other party said, he had already begun to doubt it.

Because Su Ming's memory is really problematic, many things are wrong.

He can accept it when he doesn't think about it. Once he thinks about it carefully, he will find that his memory is a mess, and he doesn't know how to get it inside.

"Nah nah~"

Erya jumped up from the chair, walked over to him with her hands behind her back, and looked at Su Ming with a smile.

The next moment, a book appeared in front of the boy, a blank book.

"You gave me this thing." Erya turned the page, and lines of text appeared automatically on it.

"Really..." Su Ming shook his head, "I can't remember."

"Because you were not black at that time." Erya waved his hand and proposed such a color concept: "This is what you told me at that time."

"There are seven colors in total - black is the strongest."

"..."

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he somewhat understood.

In a sense, he did have a 'daddy', because he wouldn't be himself without the other, even if they were the same person.

This is the strongest demon king with seven colors, eschatology wandering at the end of time.

The ultimate trial of mankind, one of the strongest godslayers.

He has another name, called - the wind of decadence.

In this case, it can also explain why his memory is always wrong, and some places are obviously confused.

This is because there are seven kinds of memories in his mind.

Seven colors, evolved from the initial white to the current him, the final black - the only one-digit demon king known to be confirmed.

Su Ming probably had a guess.

Even if he hasn't fully integrated the spiritual qualities and abilities of the others, he can almost understand the cause and effect with his wisdom.

In the beginning, 'Su Ming' crossed into the world of problem children and incarnated as eschatology.

The cause and effect here will not be mentioned for the time being.

But although the name of eschatology is very powerful, its meaning is very clear-this is a tyrant who will eventually bring destruction.

What about even the strongest single-digit demon king?

This kind of fate-like feeling is the thing that transmigrators dislike the most.

Rebelling against one's own destiny seems to be what the Transmigrators must do.

So it's the next series.

Start the layout from the white at the beginning of the crossing - the seven-digit demon king.

Every time it evolves, it continues the previous layout and continues to act.

Until now, the final destination was the current Su Ming.

Having reached black, he is already at the strongest stage of eschatology, and it is almost time for the ending.

Thinking of this, Su Ming's thoughts paused, and he looked at the girl in front of him.

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"Well... that's right. You really gave me this thing and turned me into an elf."

"..."

Su Ming probably understood what he was thinking before.

He nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Erya, turned and walked outside.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Collecting data~"

"Ok?"

"That Westcott, he was one of your old test subjects."

"What do you mean?"

Su Ming stopped and looked back at the girl again.

Erya waved his hand, opened the book in his hand, and presented the contents in front of Su Ming's eyes: "The Kabbalah Tree of Life does have boundless power, but you said that with this thing alone, there is no way to interact with the spirit of eschatology. Comparable."

"So..." Su Ming looked at the pattern displayed on her book, and already had a general understanding.

"That's why it needs to be reversed, that is--reverse the Kabbalah Evil Tree!"

"Just like Daath, the particle that can absorb the power of other elves, Westcott is the test product you use to try to absorb the power of the reversed elves... Of course, it is a failure product."

Erya shrugged: "But even if it fails, it's still somewhat useful, so I'll come over to observe his growth and prepare for the future."

"..." Su Ming raised his eyebrows: "You seem to know a lot of things?"

"Of course, I'm your first elf to attack~" Erya winked cutely at him: "But you forgot about it without authorization. You are really a scumbag."

"..." Every evolution will lead to memory confusion... blame him?

Turning his head, Su Ming pulled Erya and jumped down from the rupture of the spaceship.

The body fell rapidly from the sky.

Below is a patch of blue—that's the sea.

When Su Ming was about to approach the sea, he stomped on his feet.

The coercion formed by the terrifying general trend erupted, and a loud 'bang' sounded, and the entire sea level exploded at once.

Su Ming hugged the girl horizontally, his body was like a rocket, and then the recoil force moved forward quickly.

"In another three minutes and twelve seconds, a fishing boat will pass four and a half nautical miles ahead, at an angle of 37.25 degrees to the front left."