Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

“Are you determined not to meddle in chaos and order?” Gu Qingshan asked.

“Yes,” the god of war interface said.

“But if chaos swept the world, it would subvert everything, and countless people would kill each other, like the order of the Demon King.” Gu Qingshan Road.

“Yes,” the god of war interface agreed.

When you're done, you're silent.

Gu Qingshan waited for a while and the god of war interface still did not speak.

Gu Qingshan couldn't help but mock.

The order of the Demon King has existed for countless years, and the god of war interface has never been allowed.

So reciprocal, when chaos appears, the god of war interface naturally doesn't have much to say.

“Listen, all the worlds are now overshadowed by chaos, and countless lives will die at this moment.” Gu Qingshan sank.

The god of war interface says: "When chaos has arrived, it will embrace the creation and bring powerful power - but it is always the creation that really drives chaos to kill. ”

Gu Qingshan stunned.

The god of war interface continues: “Neither chaos nor order can control everything. What really determines everything is the hearts and minds of all beings. ”

“Even a true God cannot prevent the creation of good or evil in people's hearts, which is the strength and horror of obsession. ”

Gu Qingshan fell into silence.

Yes, it is.

Chaos is like a weapon.

So is order.

Who decides everything or who uses it?

Those on the earth who create chaos and kill people indiscriminately do so by their own desires in their hearts.

No wonder the god of war has remained silent in the face of this.

“Though you're right, I can't ignore anything.” Gu Qingshan sighed.

The god of war interface said, "You can do exactly what you want, because you are also a part of the world. ”

Gu Qingshan nodded slightly.

He was about to call the flying sword, but heard a disgusting noise.

“I can't keep watching.” Zhang Yinghao Road.

“Relax, chaos is like this, and what it means to exist is to completely liberate people's desires.” The boss said faintly.

“Exactly what I'm going to do. ”

Zhang Yinghao took out two cards, turned them into daggers and held them.

But someone stopped him.

“Come on, I haven't seen anything like this since I got to the 900 million story world.” Ye Fei Dao.

“You are now the Count of the Thorn Kingdom and cannot show your face.” Zhang Yinghao argued.

“What about you?” Ye flew away from Gansu Weakway.

“I'm a killer, there are many ways to hide my face.” Zhang Yinghao Road.

“Me too.” Ye Fei Dao.

Ye Fei did not wait for Zhang Yinghao to say anything. He opened a pair of red and shiny wings and fell into the crowd like a meteor.

He struck the earth into a deep pit.

Leaf flew away and knelt in the center of the pit, taking a mask out of his arms and wearing it.

It was a raw steel mask.

His eyes were hollow, his face sluggish, his nose like a long sharp beak, and his mouth had a stiff smile.

This mask seems to be smiling nicely.

But if you look closely, you can see what it's actually laughing at.

Kill the clown mask.

Ye flew away from wearing a mask, humming a small note, and swayed out of the pit.

“Why doesn't it feel like that guy just now?” The boss saw the scene on the boat and said with interest.

Gu Qingshan and Zhang Yinghao looked at each other.

“He's actually a very talented improviser.” Zhang Yinghao.

The clown was seen wandering the streets in a light stride, suddenly pulling a corpse from the ground and measuring it carefully.

“Well, what a charming old man. ”

The clown said that a long hook had appeared in his hand.

Yellow Springs Sanjin, Forget the soul hook of Chuan.

He stabbed the body with a long hook and immediately held it upright, standing motionless.

The clown bowed to the body and said seriously: "You help me, I help you, too. Let's be good friends, shall we? ”

Bodies don't talk.

The clown walked up, holding the body's head, waved his hands up and down, and let the body nod.

The clown changed his tone and replied, "Yes! Let's be best friends! ”

After all this, the clown clapped his hands satisfied and laughed.

Immediately after, the clown clumsily climbed the body.

He stood over the head of the body and looked around with his hands in the shed.

“When you guys act wild, I really like you guys. ”

“Look, to let it go, I put on the mask. ”

The clown muttered and suddenly screamed:

“What an exciting kill!!! ”

The clown squatted down, flipped the hook in his hand, put it on the body under his feet, and said in a pleasant tone: "As a good friend of mine, I will first fulfill your heart's wishes. ”

Hook gently.

An intangible twisted airflow flew out of the body and was dumped on the ground by a hook to make an image of a man.

This man is exactly like the man under the clown's feet.

His eyes were bleeding, his face was full of sorrow, and he kept saying something to the clown.

The clown puts his hand in his ear and makes a serious listening appearance.

Wonderful things have happened!

The clown seemed to hear what they were saying and nodded continuously.

“Well, he was killed, his wife and daughter were plundered? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. ”

The clown squatted on the head of the corpse and carried his hook on his shoulder.

“Ready? ”

The hook trembled a little.

The clown stretched out a finger, licked it in front of his lips and started whistling.

“Woo----------”

Sound waves scattered suddenly.

Film people are stuck and immobile.

Sharp whistles continue to spread and gradually cover the entire city.

Soon, the whole city was frozen and no more action was taken.

Gu Qingshan said, “Wonderful. ”

Zhang Yinghao covered his ears and frowned: “What happened? Why are all these people in a coma? ”

Gu Qingshan Dao: “Ye flew away from the earliest awakening of the heavenly skill of listening, I guess now this ability has evolved to a very deep level, can use the power of the Forgotten River soul hook to carry out a phonetic attack, pushing everyone's soul out of the body. ”

Zhang Yinghao suddenly said: “Turns out, it seems that he mingles with ghosts every day, he still has some understanding. ”

And the boss laughed, and said, "It looks like a great show, and it kind of looks like a temporal technique —— although it's not a real temporal technique, it works the same way, it's really thoughtful. ”

In the city beneath the ship.

The killing clown climbed down from the head of the corpse and turned to the man's ghost: "Go, take me to the scene. ”

The ghost nodded and took the clown to a remote corner.

A man pushed several women around the corner, with a dagger in his hand and a grown mouth, like he was screaming something.

The man's eyes were filled with the cloudy and ferocious light of desire, fixed in place.

The clown walked up and shook his hand in front of the man's eyes.

“Oh, so cute, he can't see me at all. ”

The clown laughed at the man's ghost around him.

The man's ghost hastily said something to the clown, constantly kneeling.

The clown shook his head and sighed: "I can only save your wife and daughter, but I won't do this. ”

The clown hummed and took the dagger from the man who was standing still and gave it to the ghost.

Ghosts are incredible.

When he died, everything in the obvious real world was untouchable.

But at this moment, he was really holding the dagger.

The clown tucked into the ghost's ear and lowered his voice: "Blood for blood. ”

The ghost looked at the dagger in his hand, and at the man who was standing still, making a silent roar and pounding on him.

Blood splashes.

The clown turned around.

He looked behind him at the ghosts who had followed him all the way, making a silent move.

The ghosts were begging for him, but when they saw him, they were scared to move again.

Suddenly, the clown shouted:

“The amusement park is closing and the last three minutes of carnival are left! ”

The ghosts scattered.

This is their only chance of revenge after being killed.

All ghosts are like crazy, pounding on the confreres.

Killing begins again.

It's just not chaos this time, it's revenge.

Blood! Blood!

All of a sudden, a painful howl sounded: “Damn, whose magic trick is this - you garbage, you dare to attack my uncle, you die! ”

Killing clowns crooked their heads and swept away in the direction of the sound.

Although his technique is strong, it is not strong enough.

In this world, there are still some particularly powerful beings, or lives born immune to such attacks, that have gradually woken up.

But the killing of the clown had not yet moved, and suddenly several swords flashed through the sky.

The roar of brutality suddenly vanished.

Killing the clown raised his head and waved his greetings to the sky.

“I'm so happy to have support! ”

The clown laughed.

He stopped worrying about the overpowered guys, started beating comfortably, humming a small tune, dancing lightly between the corpse and the bloodbath.

Occasionally encounter the confrere or two that the ghosts cannot kill before the clown walks forward and carefully chops off each other's heads with a long hook.

Three minutes.

It'll be over soon.

All living people are back to normal.

The mother and daughter who were forced to the corner were filled with despair and grief, but suddenly found the mob in front of them had fallen.

The mob was covered in blood, and the whole person was cut to pieces, falling to the ground, breathless.

A ghost stood in front of the mob's body.

He smiled at his wife and daughter and the whole person's outline gradually disappeared.

Dagger Tinker Bell fell on the ground.

With the power of the clown, he completed his final guardianship.