Chapter 1069

Why?

Why on earth??

Wearing a mask, Wu Xiang slowly turned his face to the Chinese dragon.

"Why? Why do you ask me?" the nonphysical voice is so cold and ruthless, as if it has no heart, no body, and no temperature in the depths of its consciousness.

"Very simple... Because of loneliness!"

"I come from the void, I am the void, I am zero, I am nothing..."

"However, I have consciousness, which should have been nothing, because of your existence!"

"It's too lonely. I have no heart, no feelings, or even my own soul. I have nothing, just a shell called nothing!"

"No matter what, I can't fill myself. Even if the power of the zodiac is gathered in my body, even if you are also gathered in my body, my nothingness can't be filled."

Wuxiang said it one by one. Every word he said was so shocking. It was the amazing secret of what the Chinese dragon did. Wuxiang actually meant nothing, zero, nothing

When the Chinese dragon took it down from the void, it had its own consciousness, but its origin was endless nothingness. No matter the kindness of the Chinese dragon, the beliefs of all people in the Chinese mainland, or the lives of all creatures in the world, it could not fill the void in its heart.

"So... I want to try..."

"Have your Avenue, have your strongest ability - time."

"With time... Can time fill my nothingness!"

Wuxiang said that it was infinitely cold without a trace of emotion. Its secret of destroying the Chinese dragon was just to seize the dragon ball, seize the ability of time, and fill its nothingness with time!

The Chinese dragon was very angry. At this critical moment of life and death, the Dragon Ball Light covered the nonphysical body. The years began to corrode the nonphysical. The green years passed like a white horse passing through a gap. The nonphysical clothes became pieces of fly ash one after another. Even the mask was gradually corroded by time. At the beginning, there were rust and cracks, and finally it was completely cracked.

No face!

Like the name of no phase, it has no face!!

On his head, there is only one face like a mirror!!

No mouth, no nose, no ears... No decoration, just one side is flat and smooth.

Wu Xiang... Is this the source of his name!!

Unlike the source of evil, the source of evil will age and die with the loss of time.

But there is no change in his body.

"Don't bother. Create my Chinese dragon. I'm different from this useless evil origin..."

"I am nothingness, an endless nothingness. No matter how much time, no matter how many years of corrosion, I will not change, because no matter how long it takes, I can't change nothing..."

"How long has the endless void gone through? One billion years, ten billion years, one trillion years, trillion years... No one knows..."

"Using time to corrode nothingness has no effect."

Wu Xiang's tone was plain, and his hand was firmly pinched on the dragon ball.

The power of nothingness wrapped the dragon ball. The dragon ball was gradually pulled out of the virtual shadow of the Chinese dragon. The Dragon Ball rose slowly and hit the face of nothingness!

The dragon ball was inlaid into the faceless face, and his flat face finally appeared a bump. The Dragon Ball occupied half of his face and slowly fell into the smooth flesh.

"Er..."

"Years are flowing in my body. I feel the power of time rolling in my body..."

Wuxiang couldn't help moaning. The dragon ball really made it feel for the first time.

For the first time, Wu Xiang felt satisfied.

No matter how powerful the power is, whether it is the life of the twelve zodiac signs plus the power of faith, or all the gods of the Chinese dragon can be imposed on his body, it can not make Wu Xiang feel satisfied.

But at this moment, the years flowed on him, and he finally felt satisfied!!

For the first time, he felt his existence.

For the first time, he felt that he was no longer an empty shell.

"You!!" even the Chinese dragon was surprised to spit out only one word. Unexpectedly, Wuxiang has been greedy for its last ability, Dragon Ball... The power of time!

The Chinese dragon has experienced countless growth rings. You can see the truth of everything at a glance. This event is definitely not so simple. It is absolutely not so simple for Wuxiang to successfully get his own dragon ball. This is definitely not an accident.

This is... Wuxiang designed it long ago!!

Yes, this is designed by Wu Xiang!!

"You... You are... The man of the gods!" the Chinese Dragon said without surprise. Its trembling voice told a shocking truth. Wuxiang was the man of the gods, and Wuxiang was a member of the most mysterious and terrible organization of the gods.

"Hahaha!!"

"I did it, I finally did it, this is satisfaction, this is the real me!"

Wuxiang burst into laughter. He was satisfied that he should have no emotion. He didn't object to the query of Huaxia Shenlong. What Huaxia Shenlong said is right. He is the man of the gods and the highest level of the gods' organization!

Yang Qun was shocked. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Xiang standing in the sky.

Faceless... Mask

The owner's ability to move in space comes from the void.

Mask

Is it... Is it the owner of the man who often appeared around Yang Qun!!

Smiling clown!!

The smiling clown is the strangest person Yang Qun has ever seen. His ability is difficult to understand. He can shuttle freely in space, and his master is a more mysterious person, the devil clown.

The devil clown is a saint under the demon lord and it is said that he is also a saint under the God King. He is specially responsible for all things of the gods. He knows everything and controls everything. All demon gods obey his orders.

Its identity... Its ability... Has always been a mystery.

Recalling the image of the devil clown, and then connected with nothingness, they are all people with masks and have the ability of space. Can we say that they are one person??

"Are you... Devil clown!!" Yang Qun blurted out. His fingers trembled and pointed to the invisible body. Can he say that he was the real behind the scenes in the gods' organization?

Listening to Yang Qun's voice, Wu Xiang turned his head slowly.

A new mask was born on his face. The force of emptiness was reorganized, and a new mask appeared on his face.

That's... The mask of the devil clown, on which countless strange symbols are sketched. The bloody mouth on the mask is cracked, which seems to be telling the mood of Wu Xiang now.

you 're right.

Devil clown!

He's the devil clown!

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