Weird Calendar

August 16, night.

On a night when thousands of lights were on, Qin Ze could not see the lights through the window. He could only see the old brick and stone walls and the window with flower pots hanging on the window lattices of the building opposite.

It seemed that the aroma of coffee and bread could drift out of the window.

This is a familiar street. Even if it was only the third time, Qin Ze could feel that 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, the so-called real world has actually been destroyed.

The real world currently inhabited 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 brewed a cup of coffee for himself.

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

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

However, there are no other souls on the streets.

Those imprisoned souls sacrificed their lives not long ago to help Qin Ze escape.

But these houses still exist as prisons.

Although they were burned by the fire, they have a strong regeneration function.

They are still waiting for other traitors.

This place is the nightmare of traitors.

The fallen messenger opened the door.

"We meet again, messenger."

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

The fallen messenger sneered at Qin Ze's behavior:

"This time, even if you use the fire, you can't escape, and no one will help you."

The fallen messenger was very conscious this time, even if he was burned by the fire, he would severely injure Qin Ze.

Qin Ze shook his head:

"Last time, I was a jailbreaker, this time, I am a jailbreaker. No... those people are dead, so I am an avenger."

The Fallen Messenger has begun to flex his muscles:

"Even if you become a catastrophe realm, you are only in the early stage of the catastrophe realm. If you can't pass this level, you can't enter the master realm."

The Fallen Messenger's domain instantly enveloped the entire town.

Qin Ze said:

"Back then, what grudge did your master have with the master who was known as the unparalleled 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 have disappeared again, and I can only use melee against you again."

The Fallen Messenger has already set up a fighting stance.

It looks like some kind of ancient boxing.

In the previous duel, Qin Ze was still in the heavenly realm, and the Fallen Messenger didn't need any rules to face Qin Ze.

This time, Qin Ze is in the catastrophe realm, and the Fallen Messenger is obviously more serious.

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

"But you betrayed the master and chose to go along with the man named Bai Ye..."

The Fallen Messenger's expression changed significantly, 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 very much happened.

Qin Ze caught his fist with one hand.

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

Qin Ze sat steadily in the same place, 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 should have killed a master. But he was not lucky enough to be imprisoned by this master in a certain place."

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

"Am I right?"

Unable to break free.

Qin Ze tightly grasped the fist of the fallen messenger, and the fallen messenger found that... the gap between his power and Qin Ze was actually very large.

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

Seeing that the fallen messenger never spoke, Qin Ze said:

"It doesn't matter, I will verify 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 wall-like wardrobe-sized... warehouse.

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... the warehouse was filled with many treasures.

Some treasures were even the highest-grade items in the old calendar.

Those were things that only Zhou Baiyu, who mastered the power of difference in the last era, could make.

Endless treasures filled the warehouse.

The only thing Qin Ze could use was the sword.

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 ability."

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

"In addition to becoming a calamity realm and gaining the ability to control danger in a calamity realm, 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 props that my partners can provide have been converted into my power."

"Originally, I couldn't use many things. The only thing I could use was 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 this knife and instantly burst out with strength, breaking free from Qin Ze.

He barely dodged Qin Ze's knife, which was not very powerful.

Qin Ze said: "Times have changed. Who would fight you hand-to-hand?"

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

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

Although he only learned the basics, he was far less proficient than Jian Yiyi.

But that was the knife technique that even the gods feared.

The terrifying knife force was born. Qin Ze was like an Asura demon:

"Everyone who does something wrong must pay the price."

The violent flames, with the majesty of the God Slayer, pressed down!

Strictly speaking, the messenger is a being in the Catastrophe Realm.

It is just stronger than the average old calendar person in the Catastrophe Realm.

But facing a very small number of geniuses, such as Pangu, such as Qin Ze at this moment, there will be a situation of being defeated.

The majesty of the God Slayer, which can exert huge pressure on people of the same realm, can be exerted on the Fallen Messenger as Qin Ze enters the Catastrophe Realm.

Accompanied by Qin Ze's violent knife, the Fallen Messenger has a fear of seeing God.

Fear drives him to dodge in a panic.

But Qin Ze's offensive is surging and dense.

After Qin Ze's melee ability has been greatly enhanced, he swings the knife continuously, and several afterimages appear.

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

Qin Ze only feels that this kind of wanton slashing, the speed and strength are greatly increased, and the feeling is too cool.

All the boxing techniques, moves, and skills are nothing compared to the absolute speed and power.

The knife itself is 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 knife shadow, like a heavy hammer falling from the sky, cut a gully in the ground.

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

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

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

But with the props, Qin Ze was really more powerful and difficult to compete with.

Qin Ze didn't give his opponent any chance.

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

The Fallen Messenger, who finally got rid of this powerful force, looked up and saw Qin Ze's somewhat hideous face.

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

If Qin Ze was a villain, he would definitely be qualified.

The fire of the infinite sword has turned black.

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

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

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

It was nothing else but the sound of the domain breaking.

Pangu had defeated the domains of the tall messenger and the young messenger before.

And this time, it was the turn of the fallen messenger to be defeated by Qin Ze.

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

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

Endless crescent-like cutting, like a group of frightened bats, attacked the fallen messenger densely.

This stormy, suffocating cutting frenzy lasted for fifteen minutes.

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

The dense and precise cutting seemed to completely shred the opponent's muscles from the fiber level.

Endless fire illuminated the sky.

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

Fortunately, this battle was over.

The soul of the fallen messenger was already riddled with holes. He collapsed to the ground, unable to make any counterattack.

The domain naturally changed from being broken at the beginning to being completely extinguished.

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

"You can only use secondary means in battle, but to make up for it and kill people, you must use the strongest means that can completely kill the opponent."

"Farewell, betrayer."

The black hole that annihilates everything began to devour souls.

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

The world seemed to be about to collapse.

Another god-level existence died in the black hole.

...

...

August 17th. Zero o'clock.

When the door knocked, Xiao Qiao had already found a hidden place to hide, so that she could eavesdrop.

She was a smart girl, and she knew her master was waiting for the "zero" tonight.

The messenger who came to knock on the door finally did not leave after putting down his things 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 about to enter the realm of domination.

But how he got there, he had to ask the messenger to find out.

Come to think of it, the fallen messenger, the prisoner who escaped from the robbery... all these factors are related to the path of the Bai Li.

The messenger has an irreconcilable conflict with the fallen messenger.

Perhaps the messenger knew what to do.

The two messengers had nothing else in their hands. They are not here to deliver letters.

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

The tall messenger, who had always been cold-spoken, unexpectedly spoke in a soft tone.

Qin Ze nodded:

"Please come in."

The 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'll tell you everything too."

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

At this moment, this tall being bowed and said in an extremely sincere manner:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Qin Ze, thank you very much!"

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

It seems that I guessed right. The fallen messenger has the same ability as the messenger. Is he really a betrayer?

So the reason why I feel that time is messed up in the changing world is actually because the messengers all have time-related abilities?

Qin Ze said:

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

The messenger shook his head:

"No, your actions will also give our messengers freedom. From now on, our bonds are also released."

Although the tall messenger and the young messenger are extremely powerful, they can be regarded as one of 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.

At the command of the tall messenger, these bonds are now released.

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

Qin Ze could feel the surging emotions in the mouth of this guy who could never hear his emotions when he spoke.

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. Qin Ze's sofa was a bit small for him.

He sat cross-legged on the floor and said slowly:

"In the latter stages of the First Old Calendar War, after realizing that defeat was imminent and that the God of Corruption would descend, our master made a decision."

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

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

Qin Ze roughly understood that before the Age of Advance, there was another era, the Age of Gods.

He asked curiously:

"Where is Zhou Baiyu, the ancestor of the old calendar? Which god does his power come from? What is that god's ability?"

The tall messenger shook his head:

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

Qin Ze nodded:

"Go on."

The tall messenger said:

"Our master's real name is Jiang Zongheng, and his code name is unique in the world."

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

The messenger continued:

"Our master has peeked into the future, but the results of his peek are surprising. That future... has no trace of their existence."

"In that 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, without the Golden Calendar manuscript, Qin Ze believed that it would be difficult for the Old Calendarists to find traces of the pioneers' existence.