Chapter 3526

Hearing the sound of broken glass and the sound of the high-rise wind blowing through the corridor, the secret guest turned back from the staircase outside the door.

Her clothes were still neat and clean, but there seemed to be some spider like things standing on her hair. While tearing these cobwebs, she walked to the teacher next to the throne:

"Unexpectedly, there are things like spiders in undead creatures. This spider web is so difficult. Teacher, did you kill the blood king?"

Su Ming crushed the last crystal ball belonging to the blood king, listened to their painful wailing, and replied:

"It's done, but strictly speaking, he committed suicide."

Then he told the students what happened, that is, the process of negotiating conditions between the two sides.

Leana took out a towel from her pocket and wiped her hair. She didn't keep up with the rhythm a little: "do you mean that the blood King lives to die?"

"Whether it's his own wish or the arrangement of his role in the multiverse, yes, he lives to die."

The death knell sat on the Throne made of bones. At this time, he felt that he seemed to have mastered the castle and could even feel its breath. He let the hanging access the throne and asked the adjutant to provide remote assistance. He was distracted to talk to the secret guest:

"In countless reincarnations, the role of the blood king is to die at the gunpoint of the world protagonist Roland again, and then let Roland make a choice. No matter what he finally chooses, the world will 'return to the gear', Roland will return to the starting point of his journey. All enemies and friends who were killed by him or died in the last cycle will be resurrected and repeat a similar but different story, He will embark on the journey again and become Merlin's pleasure according to the arrangement of the card. "

The secret guest rubbed her eyebrow position, and she sighed: "is it really the mode of killing spire? So once the blood King recalls the past, he directly chose death?"

"In fact, he just took advantage of the information difference. The blood king thought that I said to break the cycle by destroying the dark tower, so he regarded me as a like-minded person. As a king who is not afraid of death, he opened the way for me with his own death."

The knell booth spread its hands and touched the smooth armrest of the throne. The chair was wet and full of blood

"On the other hand, the blood king is really painful. When a person's heart is full of joy, but he doesn't know where the joy comes from, these positive emotions will soon become another kind of torture. Unprovoked ecstasy, or the kind of ecstasy that lasts for a long time, is also a kind of psychosis. Of course, this is also the sequelae left by Merlin's manipulation of his death memory."

"So once the blood King recalls these, he will choose revenge, even if it was like being bitten by an insect for Merlin, but he still bit it." Leana loosened her long hair and put on her hat again with emotion: "seriously, I thought the blood king would be a vicious, psychologically distorted and abnormal guy. I didn't expect him to be very tough."

"If you look at things from different angles, your feelings are certainly different. If you are a resident of the wasteland, the blood king is definitely the most terrible nightmare for you. His cruelty and madness can only be felt by people living in this' box '."

The death knell has clearly understood the role of the throne. He is ready to face the creator God. However, it is better to smoke a cigarette and wait a while to give Merlin some preparation time for "chaos":

"We come from outside this pluralism. At the beginning, you stood at a higher angle than the blood king. Naturally, for us who have a lot of information, he is just a poor fellow."

"Sure enough, crazy people also have their own set of logic, but this set of logic is difficult for normal people to understand." Leana sat sideways on the teacher's lap, just as she used to do when she was a child: "I've finished chasing soldiers. What should we do next?"

She was taller and stronger than when she was a child, but she didn't care.

"The next step is to see the dark tower. The key lies in those doors."

Su Ming, smoking a cigarette, replied, flicking cigarette ash into the skeleton:

"The dark tower does not exist in the dimension of reality, but in everyone's mind. Why does the blood King get a psionic child to cultivate a destroyer to attack the dark tower, that is because he can't touch a hair of it on the realistic level."

"So?" The secret guest tilted her head. She didn't seem to listen at all. She just sat on the teacher's lap and played with her vest button.

"Don't you think there's something missing in the end world?" Su Ming asked inductively and pointed out the window: "look at the sky and feel what's missing."

Playing with the corners of her clothes, liana looked up out of the window and immediately found what was missing under her guidance. She hammered her palm with her fist:

"Without those four rivers of light!"

"Yes, those four rivers of light are the power of ganen, the creator God. They can also be regarded as the four pillars of the dark tower. According to legend, if you follow them, you can find the dark tower."

The bell took another puff of smoke, put out the cigarette end, put it away, and slowly spit out the smoke:

"But in fact, it's not you looking for the tower, but the tower looking for you. The key is to guide these four lights to shine again on the chaos castle, which used to be the center of pluralism."

"I see. It's like sepulk connecting different universes. If you use explosion channels and cobwebs, you use light here." The secret guest stood up. She knew she couldn't delay business.

The death knell looked at the sky outside the window. The triangular gap on the red cloud was slowly healing, and the intermittent rain of blood never stopped.

The black earth has spread to the end of the skyline. Everything here seems to be only black and red, which is inevitable. A bitch's face automatically appears in his mind.

He quickly shook his head, stopped his thoughts from running towards the abyss, raised his hand and patted the throne:

"That's right. Here's a little game about how to use the more than 5000 doors and the world behind them to introduce four lights from the middle world into the sky of the end world. This skeleton throne is made of the bones of 'destroyers' of various nationalities in the past. Now you can regard it as a controller handle."

"More than 5000 doors, if arranged and combined..." The secret guest took a deep breath. It must be an astronomical number.

"Fortunately, I have an adjutant. Calculating this problem is not something I need to worry about. Now she has given a correct answer in combination with the multiple scanning results, the location of different doors, and the connection between these corpses and their doors. Let's start now. Hang and buckle the eyes of the skeleton."

The black tentacle flowed into a skull, and then the red light in the skull's eyes was suddenly lit up.

Just when the death knell was operating, in a cell on a floor under their feet, a door shook violently. It made a squeaking sound and shook violently as if it had suddenly obtained life. It broke free from the thick iron chain wrapped around it and opened automatically without anyone.

A light was emitted from it. It adjusted its opening angle, refracted the light into a cell diagonally opposite the door and shone on another door.

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