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Chapter 320 Now, give me the answer!
Chapter 320 Now, give me the answer!
The movement of the evil spirit was delayed by Yan Luge's words, as if he had been touched.
Compared with Su Er VII, who was calm and silent in the mausoleum, the evil spirit seemed more like a "person", who could get angry or angry, excited or stimulated.
Yan Luge kept the bound posture motionless, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the evil spirit quietly with his stone face without facial features, neither sad nor happy, condescending.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?" he asked.
But the evil spirit never answered.
It grinned a more sinister smile with its two faces, and once again urged the black mud, causing them to submerge Yanluge's body at a faster rate and invade his body.
It chooses to express its anger with actions, rather than explaining the reasons for its anger with words.
At this moment, three-quarters of Yanluge's body was covered with black mud, and these sticky and salty things were continuously corroding his stone skin, and penetrated into his body through the wound on his shoulder.
But the white "Unsullied Angel" was still terribly calm, as if he didn't care about his situation at all.
Black and white, white and black.
An evil and filthy monster that seems to have come from the deepest part of hell.
A holy and white saint who seemed to be born from the mud but was spotless.
"Aren't you willing to answer?" Yan Luge kept vibrating his feathers and made an inorganic synthetic sound, but it sounded like a sigh, "Then let me change the question.
"When were you born?"
Yan Luge stared at the evil spirit.
Even though it seems to be him who is behind bars, and even though there are no organs such as eyes in the "Innocent Angel", his gaze is still like a sharp sword, piercing the darkness and pointing directly at the soul.
But the evil spirit still didn't answer.
It seemed to be irritated, and once again accelerated the speed of the black mud swallowing.
When exactly were evil spirits born?
Li Ge thought it was more than 100 years ago.
But how did this conclusion come about?
It was he who deduced the existence of the Ancient Nero Shinto Road based on the strange description of the system task "Let the ratings of the program exceed 30%".
From the characteristics of the Shinto path and the legend of "Pharaoh's Curse", it is inferred that the existence named "Sur VII" is being turned into an evil spirit by rumors.
The rumor of "Pharaoh's Curse" originated from the tragedy of the Jin family leading people to dig the pharaoh's tomb more than 100 years ago.
Therefore, everyone, including Yanluge, subconsciously felt that the evil spirit was born in the "curse of the Pharaoh" more than 100 years ago.
And yet—actually?
"Are you still unwilling to answer?" Yan Luge vibrated the last bunch of feathers, his voice became light and vague due to the loss of most of the vocal organs, but it was still steady and powerful, "Then let's change to the third question, you , do you love her?"
"You—" The evil spirit looked at Yanlvge with two faces at the same time.
Although the two images of the skeleton and the black mud monster do not have rich expressions, from the raised tone of the evil spirit, one can still detect its surprise and anger when its secret is revealed.
--Do you love her?
This question sounds weird.
"Who are you?
An evil spirit born with a curse, an undead king named after death and destruction, a crazy, evil, cold-blooded, cruel, insidious and cunning fifth-level dark boss, who would such an existence fall in love with?Who can fall in love with?
Who is "she"?
What kind of pure or chaotic or beautiful or ugly soul is worthy of being loved by evil spirits, by such a being?
As far as Rhythm was able to ask these three questions that would sway the evil spirits, it was by no means aimless.
He has touched...or guessed the answers to these questions.
But he still wanted to hear it speak for itself.
So he just remained motionless, watching it quietly and silently, watching it scream chaotically from the skull's belly, watching it viciously manipulate the black mud to submerge itself.
It's like trying to hide your biggest secret in a panic, and it's like trying to bury your last humanity.
Crazy, violent, and... childish.
Yan Lige just watched so quietly, like a compassionate elder watching a child beat his calf with a balloon.
The black mud eventually overwhelmed him.
However, just when the black mud completely wrapped Yanlvge, the black mud ball in the form of an angel suddenly moved.
A scorching temperature radiated from the inside out, drying the black mud in an instant.
Then, from the top of the dried black mud ball, pieces of mud began to crack, like the land that had been exposed to the sun for too long, so that it began to lose water and crack.
From top to bottom.
First the head, then the torso, then the limbs, and finally the wings.
In the depths of the web-shaped cracks, there seemed to be fire and light overflowing, as if what the evil spirit had wrapped was not a winged person but a mass of magma.
"Do you know why I asked these three questions?" Yan Luge's voice came from the crack.
This time, it was no longer the mechanical sound formed by the vibrating wings of the "Innocent Angel", but his real voice.
Anyway, the person who took the sneak shot in the square was still unconscious, and Yan Lvge didn't bother to hide his identity and ability anymore.
The evil spirit, on the other hand, was slightly surprised when it heard the same voice as the robber last night, and realized that it had been deceived by this bastard again before.
But before it could respond, the black mud that was a part of its body cracked more, and even pieces of dry and cracked black mud began to fall from Yanlvge's head.
The voice of Yanluge came out again, this time because there were fewer coverings, the voice was clearer: "Because you are very interesting, and everything you do is also very interesting.
"The spirit denies the supplicant, the creation rebels against the Creator, and the bound abandons everything in the past.
"Do you know what that means?
"—This means that you are experiencing a second awakening, and you are giving birth to a truly independent true spirit from your bound body!
"Compared to the simple and stupid fool of Su Er VII, you are the real second awakening!
"And you almost made it!
"If it wasn't for my interference, you would have succeeded in creating a fake body by splitting your ego.
"This series of tricks designed to break the rules is so beautiful, really, I can't help but marvel.
"'Undead King', you have a soul that yearns for freedom and an indomitable will. I admire such qualities, so I want to give you a chance.
"These three questions I ask you, your answer will determine - whether I will kill you, or let you go like I spared King Zur VII, or even try to save you...
"Now, give me the answer!"
The block of black mud that had imprisoned Yanlvge suddenly shattered.
In the flames, a ferocious half-dragon covered with dark red scales leaped out, pinned down the black mud monster condensed by the evil spirit's main body with one claw, and swept across its skeletal fake body with its long spiked tail. It was smashed to pieces.
(End of this chapter)
The movement of the evil spirit was delayed by Yan Luge's words, as if he had been touched.
Compared with Su Er VII, who was calm and silent in the mausoleum, the evil spirit seemed more like a "person", who could get angry or angry, excited or stimulated.
Yan Luge kept the bound posture motionless, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the evil spirit quietly with his stone face without facial features, neither sad nor happy, condescending.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?" he asked.
But the evil spirit never answered.
It grinned a more sinister smile with its two faces, and once again urged the black mud, causing them to submerge Yanluge's body at a faster rate and invade his body.
It chooses to express its anger with actions, rather than explaining the reasons for its anger with words.
At this moment, three-quarters of Yanluge's body was covered with black mud, and these sticky and salty things were continuously corroding his stone skin, and penetrated into his body through the wound on his shoulder.
But the white "Unsullied Angel" was still terribly calm, as if he didn't care about his situation at all.
Black and white, white and black.
An evil and filthy monster that seems to have come from the deepest part of hell.
A holy and white saint who seemed to be born from the mud but was spotless.
"Aren't you willing to answer?" Yan Luge kept vibrating his feathers and made an inorganic synthetic sound, but it sounded like a sigh, "Then let me change the question.
"When were you born?"
Yan Luge stared at the evil spirit.
Even though it seems to be him who is behind bars, and even though there are no organs such as eyes in the "Innocent Angel", his gaze is still like a sharp sword, piercing the darkness and pointing directly at the soul.
But the evil spirit still didn't answer.
It seemed to be irritated, and once again accelerated the speed of the black mud swallowing.
When exactly were evil spirits born?
Li Ge thought it was more than 100 years ago.
But how did this conclusion come about?
It was he who deduced the existence of the Ancient Nero Shinto Road based on the strange description of the system task "Let the ratings of the program exceed 30%".
From the characteristics of the Shinto path and the legend of "Pharaoh's Curse", it is inferred that the existence named "Sur VII" is being turned into an evil spirit by rumors.
The rumor of "Pharaoh's Curse" originated from the tragedy of the Jin family leading people to dig the pharaoh's tomb more than 100 years ago.
Therefore, everyone, including Yanluge, subconsciously felt that the evil spirit was born in the "curse of the Pharaoh" more than 100 years ago.
And yet—actually?
"Are you still unwilling to answer?" Yan Luge vibrated the last bunch of feathers, his voice became light and vague due to the loss of most of the vocal organs, but it was still steady and powerful, "Then let's change to the third question, you , do you love her?"
"You—" The evil spirit looked at Yanlvge with two faces at the same time.
Although the two images of the skeleton and the black mud monster do not have rich expressions, from the raised tone of the evil spirit, one can still detect its surprise and anger when its secret is revealed.
--Do you love her?
This question sounds weird.
"Who are you?
An evil spirit born with a curse, an undead king named after death and destruction, a crazy, evil, cold-blooded, cruel, insidious and cunning fifth-level dark boss, who would such an existence fall in love with?Who can fall in love with?
Who is "she"?
What kind of pure or chaotic or beautiful or ugly soul is worthy of being loved by evil spirits, by such a being?
As far as Rhythm was able to ask these three questions that would sway the evil spirits, it was by no means aimless.
He has touched...or guessed the answers to these questions.
But he still wanted to hear it speak for itself.
So he just remained motionless, watching it quietly and silently, watching it scream chaotically from the skull's belly, watching it viciously manipulate the black mud to submerge itself.
It's like trying to hide your biggest secret in a panic, and it's like trying to bury your last humanity.
Crazy, violent, and... childish.
Yan Lige just watched so quietly, like a compassionate elder watching a child beat his calf with a balloon.
The black mud eventually overwhelmed him.
However, just when the black mud completely wrapped Yanlvge, the black mud ball in the form of an angel suddenly moved.
A scorching temperature radiated from the inside out, drying the black mud in an instant.
Then, from the top of the dried black mud ball, pieces of mud began to crack, like the land that had been exposed to the sun for too long, so that it began to lose water and crack.
From top to bottom.
First the head, then the torso, then the limbs, and finally the wings.
In the depths of the web-shaped cracks, there seemed to be fire and light overflowing, as if what the evil spirit had wrapped was not a winged person but a mass of magma.
"Do you know why I asked these three questions?" Yan Luge's voice came from the crack.
This time, it was no longer the mechanical sound formed by the vibrating wings of the "Innocent Angel", but his real voice.
Anyway, the person who took the sneak shot in the square was still unconscious, and Yan Lvge didn't bother to hide his identity and ability anymore.
The evil spirit, on the other hand, was slightly surprised when it heard the same voice as the robber last night, and realized that it had been deceived by this bastard again before.
But before it could respond, the black mud that was a part of its body cracked more, and even pieces of dry and cracked black mud began to fall from Yanlvge's head.
The voice of Yanluge came out again, this time because there were fewer coverings, the voice was clearer: "Because you are very interesting, and everything you do is also very interesting.
"The spirit denies the supplicant, the creation rebels against the Creator, and the bound abandons everything in the past.
"Do you know what that means?
"—This means that you are experiencing a second awakening, and you are giving birth to a truly independent true spirit from your bound body!
"Compared to the simple and stupid fool of Su Er VII, you are the real second awakening!
"And you almost made it!
"If it wasn't for my interference, you would have succeeded in creating a fake body by splitting your ego.
"This series of tricks designed to break the rules is so beautiful, really, I can't help but marvel.
"'Undead King', you have a soul that yearns for freedom and an indomitable will. I admire such qualities, so I want to give you a chance.
"These three questions I ask you, your answer will determine - whether I will kill you, or let you go like I spared King Zur VII, or even try to save you...
"Now, give me the answer!"
The block of black mud that had imprisoned Yanlvge suddenly shattered.
In the flames, a ferocious half-dragon covered with dark red scales leaped out, pinned down the black mud monster condensed by the evil spirit's main body with one claw, and swept across its skeletal fake body with its long spiked tail. It was smashed to pieces.
(End of this chapter)
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