Chapter 736

Lu Zhengkang looked down at Shuo Gu and suddenly had a thought: it was like looking in a mirror.

The White Ape whispered, "that's it. Take the last part of the road, you are doomed, Bodhisattva seventh body

"Do I have a choice?"

The White Ape didn't answer again. Maybe he thought the question of the seventh generation was meaningless.

Shuo Gu used up all the good words he could say. In silence, he trembled and his mind began to collapse. As a boss deeply eroded by the nameless Island, although the flying face teaching base and Tallinn have some advanced means to avoid being stuck in the dead of thinking, this kind of technology still can't stand the time. It may have been more than 100 million years on the nameless Island, and the flow of time in some places is extremely high. In short, Shuo Gu may have forgotten his name now, let alone any memories. Maybe Shuangqi's existence has become a symbolic thing in his heart.

He only remembers to save Shuangqi, but he can't remember who Shuangqi is, what she looks like, and what she has to do with him. There are only some pieces that can't be traced, just like a flash of fantasy.

Frost Qi becomes a pillar, supporting his spine, not letting his will submit to the erosion of the nameless island.

Qi Shishen then said to Shuo Gu, "the memory files of Shuangqi Mingshi fish have not been filed in this base. It is very likely that they have disappeared forever."

Ww3 server, there is no storage of redundant information, did not come to the nameless island of data, basically have been deleted.

Shuo Gu raised his head and showed a dazed look. He didn't understand why Lu Zhengkang used the words of documents and archives. It sounds like paper documents in a bookcase. Is it too cold to describe a person like this?

Qi Shishen said: "it's OK, even if the body dies and the soul dies, as long as you live in someone's memory, you can save it. Are you willing to use time and reincarnation to reshape Shuangqi's spirit? Even then, you may not love her any more. "

Shuo Gu kowtowed in a hurry, "I'd like to, as long as she can live..."

Seven body slightly shook his head, "life one life, vegetation one spring.". It's a fool to ask for joy every day for thousands of generations. " A little girl's shadow appeared in his heart, and her light and gentle call: Buddha!

It seems that there was a person who lived in his memory. Did she come back? Seven times body don't remember, but this kind of emotion is incomparably real.

He waved, lit the bony candle, and brought his light soul into the pure land. When the seventh generation came back to Luyuan, he sent these memories stored in the antlers and roots to the upper reincarnation.

After leaving the base, Lu Zhengkang went through the great lake to purify the Great Lake witch who was guarding the place. This is a caster who is proficient in salt spirit. Each of her spells has a high judgment of immediate death. Fortunately, due to the high erosion of salt, she has no intelligence at all, and her fighting intelligence is very low. It is estimated that she will die hundreds of times when normal salt descendants come to fight.

After the great lake is the holy land of salt, which is equivalent to the liver of the nameless island. A large number of salt free people are regularly sent to all parts of the island to collect dead salt, return to the holy land, reprocess the surviving corpses, and then send them to their respective areas. This complicated process is to eliminate the Necromancer's unnecessary self-awareness, and clean up the memory and patch the abnormal data accumulated by errors.

Qi Shishen also met some salt free people in Tallinn. They would throw curse bottles and pour fallen blood on the target. In a moment, they would fall into absolute weakness and eliminate all resistance. They could kill them with a single blow. Therefore, even if the salt free people were weak, their lethality could not be underestimated.

These things come from the setting of salt and shelter.

Lu Zhengkang is very familiar with it. Behind the salt region is the graveyard of the gods, where there are a large number of living corpses of dead gods. This part belongs to the challenge content. The real Guardian here is Kraken, the sea monster: the Dragon God koukotz.

There is only one step away from the God of hatred.

Corcorz didn't make it to the seventh generation. Originally, it was not the same level of battle.

After purifying the graveyard of the gods, we enter the last area, the palace of silence.

In a clear darkness like moonlight, such a palace emerged.

It casts its reflection on the water where the twin trees meet. This is the nameless Island, the core area of ww3.

The joint point of time and space.

The palace of silence is the real shadow, so it's upside down, up stairs, now down, the ground becomes the dome, and the dome becomes the ground.

Standing at the beginning and the top of the ladder, he met Kamsky.

This time, it's not the jester personality, but the real Kamsky, a crazy genius.

The old man said to the dressed seven generations: "Lu Zhengkang, finally, we meet."

"Ready to accept fate?" The seventh body asked.

"Fate? What is destiny? You call our life destiny? Huh? People from the last century who travel through time, what is destiny? Tell me

"How do you know?"

"Just as you look at my memory, I see your memory. It's interesting that your appearance makes me realize that our so-called reality is just a false simulator. ""It's not fake, it's just inferior."

Kamsky nodded. "You understand that. Before we finally decide, don't you plan to have a good chat? We know each other's most unspeakable secrets. There is no one in the world closer to us, even your lover and your parents. Especially, especially your girl, Su Xiangli. You can share your body and life, but we share our destiny. "

Qi Shishen didn't retort, but kept silent.

"Look at this island. It's like a prison. In fact, everyone lives in prison since he was born. When he looks out through a small window, the scenery he sees determines his fate. We are very similar. Although your talent does not come from your mother's womb, it is undoubtedly a kind of talent. We all have the power to change the direction of the world! "

Kamsky's voice was calm, but his eyes were as blazing as a red ingot, "but you chose to be ordinary, while I chose to stand up and completely destroy this mediocre world and shape a new system. The world needs a God. Civilization needs only one God. Superfluous thoughts are just slowing down the development. If you are willing to undertake this glorious mission, I can help you, give you all my technology, let you sublimate. "

He suddenly lowered his voice: "let you become the real God - an information entity shrouded in the world, a ghost of quantum state, you will have the computing power to approach the physical limit, unlimited upgrade space, and even beyond the universe!

"By then, you will be the Apocalypse!"