Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Sea of Blood.

Two benches were set up on a floating wooden board.

Gu Qingshan, fishing rod in hand, sat on one of the benches, re-threaded the bait on the hook, and threw it into the water.

"Ah-"

He yawned widely and had a look of boredom on his face.

Sitting next to him was an imposing, handsome, cool, middle-aged man.

The man had a pen and paper in his hand, and was swishing something around.

"So you're trapped here?" The man asked.

"Yes, Master said that the only place I can rely on is the Sea of Blood, and that I can do other things only after I have settled in the Sea of Blood for a while and my connection with the world has become deeper." Gu Qingshan Dao.

"This is really boring."

The man shook his head and exclaimed, the pen in his hand writing fast.

"Who says it isn't - by the way, I just killed a History Recorder not long ago, why do you still dare to come to me?" Gu Qingshan slanted his eyes at the man.

"Killed one?" The man looked wary and asked, "No way, I should be the only one to record your deeds, what was that man's name?"

"It was like his name was Smoke-whatever, I didn't wait for him to write his name down, I killed him." Gu Qingshan recalled.

"Oh - so it was Smoke Banner!" The man suddenly came to his senses, buried his head and continued to write.

Now it was Gu Qingshan's turn to be curious.

"You really don't care about the death of your peers?" He asked.

"That's a writer who wrote a pirated version, and I'm the original chronicler." The man grimaced.

"So that's it, what's your name?" Gu Qingshan sighed.

"My name is Smoke and Fire."

After the man said that, he put away his pen and paper, grabbed two buckets of instant noodles from the void, handed one to Gu Qingshan, and opened the other himself and ate it cheerfully.

"Do you have any drinks?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"No." The man said.

The two men quickly ate their instant noodles.

"By the way, why did you interact with Qin Xiaolou so much during the last battle?" The man asked as he ate.

Gu Qingshan said, "He's an apostle among the goblins, and I guess he knew roughly that Shifu was the Art Master, so at the beginning of the 119th chapter you wrote, he was a little nervous and couldn't help but look at Shifu."

"That's dangerous." The man exclaimed.

"My heart was lifted, but fortunately, Master was very calm, and then I immediately took over and nipped that in the bud." Gu Qingshan Dao.

The two men looked at each other.

"Goblin ah ......," they sighed together.

"When they were dueling with the Soul Screamers, they were almost bad - not that they were bad - they just couldn't hide anything, especially from others. " Gu Qingshan Dao.

He handed the man the finished bowl.

"You wash the bowl."

"Okay, when I finish washing, we'll continue proofreading some details ......"

"OK." Gu Qingshan picked up the fishing rod again.

After a while.

The man washed his hands, dried them, and took out the paper and pencil again.

He looked at Gu Qingshan's attentive face and couldn't help but ask, "This is the Sea of Blood, do you really think you can catch anything from here?"

Gu Qingshan fiercely raised his rod.

He saw a fish fly down on the board, pounce twice, and turn into a card.

The man picked up the card and saw a man with a sincere face drawn on it, making a prayer gesture.

"Card: truthful."

"The person who gets this card must answer a question and tell the truth."

"Aftermath of Card Use: The user will forget what he or she has said."

Gu Qingshan took a look at the man.

He saw that the historian's appearance had become wooden.

--He seemed to be waiting for a question.

Gu Qingshan thought about it and asked, "How did you describe me?"

The man involuntarily replied, "You're so handsome that I hardly write about your appearance positively when I record history, so as not to be compared to you."

The man returned to normal as soon as the words were out of his mouth.

"What just happened?" He was confused.

"Nothing."

Gu Qingshan said, setting up the fishing rod again.

The man was still confused.

But Gu Qingshan ignored him and fished by himself.

For a while.

Without turning back, Gu Qingshan said.

"By the way, did you ever carefully describe my appearance when you recorded history ......?"

The man smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "You're almost as handsome as me, so when I was recording the history, I didn't describe your appearance much in order to avoid distracting people, and only wrote a little bit about it in Chapter 90 of Volume 1."

"So that's how it is." Gu Qingshan squinted.

"What? You don't believe me?" The man spreads his hands.

"The man who lied to me, no matter which world he is in, I will go find him and kill him." Gu Qingshan said indifferently.

The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Still not looking at him, Gu Qingshan continued, "When people are nervous, they show signs of shaking hands, sweating, blushing, rapid breathing, and rapid heartbeat, which you seem to perfectly fit - is there something guilty about it?"

The man said, "Hahaha, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Gu Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said, "What is it?"

The man said: "After your master returns to the real world, he will tell the powerful people who exist in the real world what happened in the void ...... It is said that Su Xue'er, Anna, Zhi Luo, Li Dark, Fei Yue, Ning Yue Chan and the others will come to you after they have seen the memories of the void. "

Gu Qingshan: "......"

The man said, "When people are nervous, they show signs of shaking hands, sweating, flushing, rapid breathing, and a rapid heartbeat, and you seem to fit the bill perfectly - is there something guilty about it?"

Gu Qingshan slowly turned his head and looked at the man.

......

Five minutes later.

The bruised man scribbled on a piece of paper.

"Gu Qingshan smiled and said softly, 'I didn't want to use this move--'

Swish!

He chopped a fork in the air!"

Gu Qingshan didn't notice this, but he looked at the empty sea of blood and asked after a while.

"Historians, do you think those real people will accept this memory?"

The man put the book away and squared away, "There's actually a concept here that I have to make clear to you."

"Please go ahead." Gu Qingshan said.

"Even if an evil demon creates many parallel worlds, it must be modeled on an initial world, which is not empty." The man said.

Gu Qingshan thought for a few moments and understood.

"There is nothing in the Void, so naturally those parallel worlds would not come from the Void." He said.

"That's exactly right." The man clapped his hands.

"Then which was the original world of ......?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Just like your master - in fact, in order to defeat the evil spirits, all spirits surround the art." The man said.

Gu Qingshan's eyes slowly lit up.

"Are you saying that those people around me ...... are actually real?" He asks.

"Yes, only they don't know it themselves, and when it's over, they don't remember it." The man said.

"So ......"

"I guess they'll come looking for you after they know everything, it's just that I finished the book today, so you can read it for yourself."

The man tore off a piece of paper from the book and threw it into the void.

The paper suddenly turned into a curtain of light, revealing a view of a certain world.

There was a grand celebration going on in that world.

Powerful beings from all realms had gathered to celebrate the victory of all beings over evil demons, an event that was destined to go down in the history of countless civilizations.

Xie Dao Ling stood at the top of the room and said in a loud voice, "Gentlemen, be quiet."

The crowd calmed down.

Xie Daoling smiled gently and said, "The battle in the void has lasted for countless years, and too much has happened in it ...... Unfortunately, none of you remember."

She stretched out her hand and squeezed a secret.

A cloud of light and shadow flew out from her hand and landed in front of each of the strong men.

"Here is the memory of the battle in the void, as long as the image is related to the final sequence, I have made a record of it."

"As for whether to look at it or not ......"

"It is your freedom."

The words were spoken with hesitation.

Admittedly, the beings had won this great victory with certainty.

But why did Xie Dao Ling condense these memory images in particular?

Everyone hesitated.

Suddenly, someone reached out his hand first.

It was a bright girl with long, fiery red hair.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something ...... that I shouldn't have ......."

The young woman said softly, catching the light and shadow.

The light flickered and gradually unfolded in her mind, turning into a scene from the past.

She saw a young man.

The young man stood across from her and said in a serious manner, "Red Bird, are you willing to give up your auxiliary arts and become the voice of death?"

And said to myself--

"I used to want to be a team leader, but now it seems I'm too weak ......"

......

"Of course I am willing to make a contract with the Lord of the Laws of Death, this is my chance to live and my source of strength to protect everyone." Himself said softly.

"Very well, then let's begin."

The young man said and suddenly took out a bottle of wine.

"What's this for?" Surprise yourself.

......

"What kind of wine is this?" Interest yourself by asking.

"I call it the Flame of Death." The teenager said casually.

"Good wine!"

"Do you think it's free? Try to see if the power of the Law of Death has increased!"

"Sorry, I forgot!" Blushing himself.

......

"Rod, you just said I need the power to attack in addition to defense."

"Right."

"I've figured it out now, and I'll set up a special power of attack in addition to the two powers of defense."

"In that case ...... I'm not going to call this star a crab."

"I'm going to call it the Scorpion."

......

The girl with the long, fiery red hair quietly watched the scene before her.

Until.

That familiar bar.

Until...

The light and shadows of all the images were extinguished.

The whole history had become the past, and the young man was left alone in the sea of blood.

The young woman was silent for a long time.

Finally, she walked slowly to Xie Dao Ling.

She slowly walked up to Xie Dao Ling.

"Huh? Immortal Flame of God, Guardian of the Dragons of the Realms, Your Excellency the Messenger of the Other Side, what is your business?" Xie Daoling asked with a smile on his face.

The young woman did not hide from Xie Dao Ling's eyes and asked in a weak but firm voice.

"...... If I'm going to the Sea of Blood ...... how do I get there?"