Chapter 3280: The last cut! (The eighth in the legend!) (2/2)
Hong Chao turned into a silver-white monster with three heads and six arms with interlaced fangs, and barked sharp teeth at the resisters. ”You finally understand that everything is under my control. You have no chance.”
Li Yao smiled and went one step further, raising his sword higher and straighter.
”You know, I have met many opponents who boasted that'everything is under control', but in the end, they all failed. I'm afraid this is not a coincidence, but some kind of inevitable.”
Li Yao coldly said, ”In this world, there is only change that will never change. Only the dead can be absolutely controlled. Human will and soul can never be enslaved, controlled and manipulated. Those self-confidence can control everything. The guys tend to self-destruct in ”out of control”!”
”I am different from them. I am no longer a human being. I am the universe itself.”
Hong Chao responded, ”I control almost infinite'quantum energy', and I can release countless'parallel universe fission chain reaction energy' with a wave of my hand. According to my precise calculations, I own 99.9999% in this multi-universe sea. Your winning rate is only one in a billion!”
”No, it's not a billionth, but 50%. Remember the'Schrödinger's Cat', death or life will always be 50%.”
Li Yao smiled, full of confidence, and took the third step, as if he had crossed several galaxies in one step, turning countless planets into dust under his feet. ”I even think that our winning rate is far more than 50%. It should be said that we must There is no doubt to win, and you only have a slim chance of one in a billion. Do you know why?
”Because from the moment you choose to'turn back in time', you lose the courage to face the future. Once you encounter a slightly more difficult enemy, you will become accustomed to naturally thinking about whether you can'disconnect and escape'. ”Start over” again, how can a rogue who ”regrets” or ”turns the table” at every turn can become a real master?
”So, your failure has long been doomed. Of course you are not a human being, but you are definitely not a ‘quasi-god civilization’. In the final analysis, you are just a tortoise with a greedy head and fear of death.
”You are a tortoise bastard, you are not qualified to be our enemy, hurry up and stretch your head over and obediently die, don't hinder us from entering the wider unknown universe!”
”You humble cockroach!”
Hong Chao was furious and gritted his teeth.
But in the face of Li Yao's sneer, it couldn't say a tit-for-tat retort, so it could only repeat the old tune, ”You don't even know...”
Before it was finished, Li Yao had already taken the last step.
And the sword that carried through Xinghai was also lifted to its limit.
The sharp blade reflects the light of billions of stars, more like the most brilliant will and the most moving hope of billions of heroes.
Li Yao knows.
He knows how many mistakes human civilization has made, how many detours, how many sins and regrets it has caused.
The strength of Hong Chao, the coldness of the ”Great Purge Agreement”, the despair of the ”Tachyon Collapse”, the cunningness of the Lord of the Singularity and the violent turmoil of the ”Eternal Devourer”, he also flows from the information sent by the flood I have learned some in it, even if it can't be calculated, at least it can be imagined.
How difficult the road ahead, how dark the distance is, how much blood it takes to cast glory, how much sacrifice it takes to grind down thorns, these, he knows, he knows everything.
However, they can't look back, the long river of time is vast, rushing to the depths of the endless universe, they can only sing with their swords, all the way forward, never going back.
Say goodbye to the past, and leave the future alone for now.
Now, at this moment, it is this second.
Behind him are a group of united relatives, hundreds of millions of heroes, and billions of compatriots. Like him, everyone has swung their swords, swords, and iron fists to their limits.
In front of him, is a deep universe, containing stars of infinite crisis and hope.
The tide blocking him and the stars is like an insignificant pebble.
And the war knife in his hand, like a heart beating wildly deep in his chest, has been hot enough to have to send it.
So, Li Yao, the vulture, faced the flood, cut out the knife, and let out a final roar:
”Bring your horse here, universe!”
[Forty thousand years of cultivation, the main story, the end, and the flowers]
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I should write a final testimony.
But it's really tired. Everyone knows that Lao Niu hasn't saved the manuscript and is now writing it now. Today, I wrote eight chapters, a full 25,000 words, and it feels like he really has to urinate.
Shouldn't you regret it? I underestimated my watering skills. I knew it was so. Don't boast casually at noon. If you divide it into two days, four chapters a day can be regarded as ”explosive changes”, right?
Tomorrow, let’s make up your final thoughts, and talk to you about your feelings over the past three years, and talk about the extravaganza and the creation plan of the new book.
So what, the biggest feature of this book is that the protagonist has no sense of existence, and sometimes it is quite annoying, so other books do not need to write extras, this book must have, when I think that there is no Li Laomo in the extras Make trouble, the other ”protagonists” can finally shine in a logical way. Thinking about it, there is still a little excitement, so stay tuned, everyone!