Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“The steam army is collapsing, but they've at least created enough chaos, and you see, this space has become increasingly unstable. ”

The devil drilled out of the steam balls sometime.

The moment of duel arrived, and he was increasingly fearless of exposing himself, but it was black smoke that condensed into a teething claw that covered Gus's head.

Surely, Gus followed the devil's guide and found himself above the dusk dome, sometime filled with lightning cracks.

Deep in the crack, it's no longer hollow white, it's bleeding deep red.

Like, the whole sky, crying.

No, it's not just the sky, it's the ground, it's filled with shadowy cracks, harvesting life like a sharp blade.

But anyone who touches a crack, whether Iron Fist or Steam Army, is strangely sucked in, and can't even scream in time, disappears without a trace, reverting to the purest data.

It's just that the two sides are at war, either overwhelmed or numb, and they don't have time to worry about it.

“The world is falling apart. ”

The devil glanced at the teenager and said, "It's also my only chance to completely erode the boxer's brain. I'm going! ”

Lu Qingdust jumped hard, cut off his tail and completely disengaged from the steam balls.

It also means he lost his chance to escape, daggering and fighting only against the champion's blood.

“Huh!”

With sixteen giant black wings spread out behind Lu Qingdust, the most rugged form of the devil emerged without a soul.

Sixteen black wings danced together, and the demon turned into a black arrow, radiating towards the altar of the Fist God.

“What's that? ”

The warriors finally discovered the existence of the devil and were greatly dismayed.

But they couldn't stop it at all, but it was a demon-inspired storm that turned everything upside down and made way.

Following Gus's steam army, he also stared at the scene.

They tranced to see that Lu Qingdust originated behind Gus, but did not know what he was.

Look Gus in the eye, full of confusion and awe.

“Strike! ”

Gus bit his teeth.

The storm started by the demons has opened an unstoppable route of march for them.

The Vitality Army behind Gus is like a burning red bayonet that can easily penetrate the heart of the Iron Fist Army, in that glorious altar.

Now it's time to make a choice.

Is it to help God repress the devil, or is it to help the devil rebel against God - to create Gus, the greatest creator of the heavens and the earth?

Gus flushed out a little confused.

Rush into a battlefield eroded by blood, as muddy as a swamp.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

He hears his footsteps and heartbeat, like a louder and louder drum of war.

And everyone who sees up close - whether it's steam armies fighting for dignity and destiny, iron fighters manipulated by boxing gods, and priests who deceive themselves.

Every broken man, every broken soul, every bloody piece of chess, keeps his resolve firm.

“Long live the false god! ”

Gus shouted behind him.

Sister Gray leads the Northern Steam Army mutilators and rushes up.

Sister's stubborn cry made Gus laugh.

At that moment, he had understood his heart, the heart that had been established from the beginning.

There is no god in this world.

Everyone, real or virtual, cell or data, living in a dream of super artificial intelligence, living in a ridiculous story.

should do everything in their power to become gods of their own destiny.

Perhaps Lu Light Dust is willing to test, something else.

But Gus would rather stand with the devil.

At least, demons are demons, gods, not gods at all!

“No one can control our destiny, I'm getting out of this goddamn world!” Gus followed the devil's burning footsteps closely behind Lu Light Dust.

His head hurts more and more, as if it were going to burst open.

Gus knew that this was a boxing program implanted in his brain that was acting weird.

Now Lu Dudust turned his back on him, looking unprotected to him, as soon as he touched it, he could transfer the positioning program to the demon.

Then the champion can lock precisely and kill the demon.

And Gus has no doubt that the champion will live up to his promise to move him to another illusory, beautiful, eternal paradise.

But that's just another prettier cage, a more sophisticated board.

“I'm not gonna do what you want, boxer, I'm awake, I'm my own master, I'm free! ”

Gus roared in the bottom of his heart, smashing his head hard, inhibiting the activation of the biting program.

By this time, Lu Light Dust had jumped over the altar.

Suddenly the demon was killed, leaving everyone on the battlefield staring.

The black wings that cover the sky seem to cover the bloody sky and the light of the boxing gods.

“Fist champion, didn't you think? ”

Lu Qingdu laughed and released the splashing violet lightning between his wings, turning it into a lightning knife and a long sword. "I fled from the lightning giant planet to your brain. Our battle is not over! ”

The devil's roar is all over the clouds.

The whole heavens and earth are trembling.

The next second, however, Gus felt a tingle in his brain, a mysterious force that seemed to tear his skull apart, radiating from the depths of his eyebrows and stabbing the wings of the devil.

Boo!

Lu Qingdu's head turned into a giant golden arrow.

“This is -” Lu dusty face, with errors stunned and appalled.

Boom!

Without waiting for him to react, over the bloody dome, a huge iron fist had been fired, as if meteorites had fallen and hit him over the head.

Lu Qingdu wanted to struggle and escape.

Yet the golden arrow split into hundreds of little golden arrows that penetrated his body precisely, rendering him immobile, unable to split and escape, and only watching the iron fist descend from the sky fall into his own eyes.

The demon was almost knocked to the ground by this circle.

The crater is more than ten meters in diameter.

Shockwave blew up the altar and also smashed the steam cannon, whether Iron Fist or Steam Army, countless people turned into powder, as the wind scattered.

“Impossible. Impossible. Why can't you lock me in exactly and why can't I run? ”

In the crater, there was a demonic wolf and a terrible scream, "You implanted a positioning program on me for no reason, you had no chance. When... Gus? Gus!”

The demon with his wings fading and grey face, his head spinning almost one hundred and eighty degrees, glared desperately at Gus.

Gus fainted and had a cracked headache.

Covering his burning eyebrows, he looked at the devil with dementia and saw the sky again, revealing his true creator, the boxer.

“Why?”

Gus was completely stunned, "Didn't the champion say you had to touch Lu Light Dust to implant the locator program? I didn't touch him. I didn't touch him! ”