Jing Wu, whose throat was being gripped, began to struggle desperately under the instinct to survive.
Even the black robe that had been carefully preserved through the process of Disassembling Everything started to shatter.
Jing Yi expressed so surprise,
"You want to live? But you’ve been dead for a long ti, haven’t you?"
"Do you rember? All five of you, you’ve been dead, dead within the choices you’ve made yourselves. The people you once were, have been killed by your own hands."
"My lord once said that five great human natures might bring about five different powers when twisted."
Jing Yi’s hand seed capable of absorbing the indelible life force of Well Level beasts.
Before this, he couldn’t do it.
Six Well Levels, in fact, none could kill the other.
But now, with the return of the Twisted Master, he also obtained a portion of the "authority."
The current Jing Yi looked more like a reaper.
Jing Wu’s life force was fading away little by little, irreversibly so.
"Laosi’s compassionate nature was twisted into a pseudo-kindness towards all things. He turned the distortion into a kind of light that resembled Buddha’s aura but carried a destructive power so strong that it could even cause trouble."
"As for Jing San, love and responsibility for his family were twisted into a desire for destruction. Interestingly enough, he acquired a power that prevents death, a powerful Source Power. But here lies the most laughable part... he couldn’t save his wife and children."
"Laosi, I must say, was another mistake left by my lord. His protective heart hadn’t even encountered distortion before he was turned, due to the Well, into a crazy monster. However, considering he was able to comprehend the supre power, his foundation was not weak."
"Then cos the youngest sister. In supporting Laosi along the way, her thirst for knowledge was twisted into a covetousness for all information, which led her to another Source Power, Power of Causality. I was surprised because indeed, she caused quite a bit of trouble."
The light in Jing Wu’s eyes began to scatter slowly.
To kill Jing Wu, even for Jing Yi with the "reaper" authority, required so effort.
Wu Jiu was now certain that Jing Yi truly intended to kill Jing Wu.
This should have been a good thing.
For Jing Wu, Wu Jiu had no sympathy or pity, but he really couldn’t have imagined that Jing Wu would die like this.
Moreover, from listening to Jing Yi’s dialogue, it seed... that Jing Wu wasn’t like this before becoming Jing Wu.
"Each of them had different talents, but more or less, after their human nature was twisted, all gained powers that were uniquely their own."
"But only you... my dear brother, you have no power at all, what you got was rely the basic strength endowed by the aura of the Well."
"You naturally possess a strength that surpasses that of Evil Fallen, yet you always stand still. But fortunately... in my lord’s prediction, you are the most loyal. It was precisely because of seeing this that my lord bestowed upon you two powers."
Monts of the past began to erge.
In the forbidden area of the distant farm, on the ancient Array that belonged to Jing Wu’s design... the pattern began to flicker.
mories within the shell seed to replay scene by scene before death.
"They are my subordinates; they made a mistake in their operation, which isn’t their fault. They perford very well in every step, it was entirely due to my erroneous command!"
"No, it’s not true! Laoda didn’t make a mistake. Our failure to complete the mission is entirely due to encountering an irresistible..."
"Shut up! It’s not your place to play heroes! None of you are allowed to speak!"
During a rescue operation, the person who was not yet Jing Wu was taking responsibility for his subordinates’ fault.
The faces of those subordinates had all been blurred after the distortion.
But between life and death...
It seed to beco clear once again.
The White Eagle Rescue Group was internationally renowned, sowhat like a rcenary organization, but it generally didn’t engage in combat, only taking responsibility for rescuing hostages taken by terrorist organizations.
Not long ago, the squad "Jing Wu" was in returned empty-handed, with an important target dead.
Soone naturally needed to be held accountable for this incident, but it was absolutely not the fault of the people in the White Eagle Rescue Group.
They encountered a "twisted event," classified as a supernatural phenonon in that era.
But "Jing Wu" knew very well that no one would believe such a thing if he spoke of it.
The higher-ups needed soone to answer for the death of the rescue target. The direct responsibility didn’t actually lie with him but with his subordinates.
However, "Jing Wu," who always treated his subordinates well, once again took the bla.
As a result, "Jing Wu" was demoted.
...
...
The mory seed to get distorted here.
"That damned guy is finally gone, hahaha, did he think we’d be grateful to him?"
"Yeah, what a fool, who takes the bla for others willingly?"
"Could he be gay? Is that why he fancied you?"
"Celebrating this idiot’s demotion, let’s go drink?"
It’s like a piece of drawing paper, black paper filled with white dialogue, using white lines to outline twisted, mocking faces in the endless darkness.
Wu Jiu’s face was full of pain.
But in his consciousness... there was another piece of paper.
"Laoda, I’m sorry! I know you did it to prevent from being fired, but I’ve just joined the organization, and I’m not worth it. I’ve already explained everything to the higher-ups... They indeed didn’t believe what I said about those... strange phenona."
"But I’ve made it clear, this ti it’s my fault, it has nothing to do with you, Laoda!"
"Yes, Laoda, the mistake isn’t yours this ti. You can’t do this anymore in the future, what kind of supervisor gives all the benefits to subordinates and takes the bla himself... "
"No matter what you guys think, if the top doesn’t promote you back, I’ll fucking apply for demotion and stick with you!"
Everything on the drawing paper seed to have color... Those warm dialogues seed to give aning to everything he did.
But black and white, intertwined together, gradually, he couldn’t distinguish which mories were real and which were distorted.
Just like many, many years ago...
The monk who wanted to save all sentient beings had already converted many, yet suddenly found himself in a world where no one could be saved, a world where sentient beings were loathso.
In that world where evil was exalted and good was oppressed, he found that no one believed in goodness anymore.
Like the man who tirelessly worked for his wife and children, had a harmonious family... willing to withstand all hardships for his family... he suddenly realized it was all aningless.
His wife betrayed him, and his children were not his own.
He couldn’t distinguish which mories were true and which were false.
Or the girl who longed to grasp knowledge, only to realize that it wasn’t dangerous knowledge that was frightening, but human hearts and sches.
Five originally brilliant humans... gathered in a twisted world.
In the twisted mories, gradually they beca soone else.
They had supported each other, and under so guidance, gradually forgot everything about the past, believing they were the five chosen by God.
During the journey, Jing Er discovered that only strong power could make those originally hateful creatures "docile".
Jing San changed from protecting to destroying.
Jing Si and Jing Liu, dependent on each other during that twisted journey, two people with no intersection in life, beca siblings.
It was also the journey with Jing Si that preserved Jing Liu’s humanity to so extent.
Behind all the calculations, she also had people she wanted to truly care for.
What about Wu Jiu?
He had the belief in protecting his subordinates, he believed that the people he protected would understand the belief of White Eagle...
If not for the distortion, he would have been favored by his superiors and respected by his subordinates.
He would have beco a hero.
Seven hundred years later, there would also be soone willing to give their life for their subordinates.
He would constantly summarize and admonish his subordinates. In the end... just hoping they could survive mission after mission.
If not for the distortion, perhaps they would not have beco enemies, instead appreciating each other.
But this world has no ifs.
Not everyone is like Jing Er, possessing utmost goodness and compassion. Able to lay down the butcher’s knife and beco enlightened again.
Even after regaining his mories, the mories of these past seven hundred years, the once twisted experiences, couldn’t allow Jing Wu to return to his original self.
Only when life reached its final mont...
When those originally blurred faces beca clear one by one...
Wu Jiu suddenly felt that death wasn’t so scary anymore.
Perhaps because he had lost too much vitality, reaching a state of "just fall asleep, and everything will beco beautiful".
Perhaps because the Underworld does exist in this world, and death would allow him to see his forr subordinates.
"I’m a waste..."
"I didn’t protect my subordinates well enough..."
"I killed them with my own hands, and I didn’t care about them, I have lived to beco the very thing I hate..."
"I can never be my old self again..."
Consciousness seed to sink into the deep sea.
In the pitch-black sea, bubbles kept floating up.
Wu Jiu’s body kept sinking.
The recovery work of Jing Yi... was complete.
For seven hundred years, Wu Jiu truly possessed no power of his own.
So only Jing Wu had acquired external powers—Disassemble Everything, Reconstruction.
But now, these two great powers were about to be reclaid.
The Twisted Master had descended, and those five humans who once stood for justice...
had no reason to exist any longer.
Jing Er was dood to fail, Jing San had already died, and Jing Liu had also passed away.
Now it was Jing Wu’s turn.
As for the last one, Jing Si, it was a bit troubleso, but he would certainly et his end as well.
A smile appeared on the corner of Jing Yi’s lips.
After dealing with Jing Wu, his own strength would also improve, and then he could deal with Bai Wu and these Evil Fallens before him; another aspect that the Twisted Master was worried about would no longer be a concern.
Bai Wu’s presence was drawing closer from afar.
Jing Yi guessed that Bai Wu might cause him so trouble.
If there were any variables in the current situation, then this variable—
could only co from Bai Wu.
...
...
Jing Wu, whose consciousness felt like it had sunk into the abyss of the deep sea, only felt his body continuing to plumt.
He had thought that at the bottom of the deep sea, one would probably find the gates of hell.
A person like him was bound for hell, right?
"Ho ho ho, he’s decided to die just like that?" A familiar laugh rang out, sowhat mocking and also with a hint of seduction.
"Yes. He’s decided to die. He believes he has repaid everything," said a voice, much more somber compared to the laughter.
Jing Wu, who had closed his eyes in his consciousness, suddenly opened them.
He saw nothing, but at the very top... above the endless depths of the sea, there seed to be so light.
"Laoda, if we die here, will our deaths truly be in vain?"
"You don’t think that by going to hell, you can make us forgive what you did before, do you?"
"Yeah... this isn’t a sin you can atone for just by taking the bla for us."
Voices more ancient than those of the rchant and blacksmith ca through.
In that mont, Jing Wu suddenly rembered.
The black mories were false; the colorful mories were the truth...
The subordinates who had once followed him had not betrayed him.
Jing Wu gritted his teeth; as mories surged forth, he saw sothing even more painful.
During the distortion process...
He had killed those very subordinates. The betrayer wasn’t soone else; it was his own twisted self...
"Die here, die like trash."
"Yeah, die here and make our deaths completely aningless," said his subordinates from seven hundred years ago, their voices filled with disappointnt.
"Ho ho ho, you bet on the wrong horse, blacksmith."
"Yes."
The rchant and the blacksmith’s voices followed.
mories before and after the distortion intertwined...
His original intentions had changed, but still, there was an unwillingness.
If he died here, their deaths would indeed beco aningless.
"I... can’t die!"
His eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, and finally, the light piercing through the deep sea struck Jing Wu’s face!
"Hate if you will, bla if you must, but you’re already dead! You wandering spirits, just curse to keep living in this twisted world!"
"I will carry your obsessions and wantonly change this world! I’ll rember you, but I’ll never repent for you!"
In the pitch-black deep sea beneath Jing Wu’s form, many hands appeared.
They were like the weeds in a deep pool that could wrap around soone’s ankles and drag them into the depths.
But they didn’t do that; instead, when the bright light shone down, they pushed Jing Wu...
upward.
...
...
Jing Wu, who had already fallen into a coma, suddenly ca to.
An astounding aura burst forth in an instant!
Jing Yi, who was throttling Jing Wu’s throat, was suddenly impaled by bone spines that shot out from Jing Wu’s body.
Jing Wu’s hands gripped Jing Yi’s strangling hands, and with a violent tear, actually ripped Jing Yi’s arm apart from the shoulder!
Jing Yi had no choice but to push Jing Wu away with his other hand.
When the two powerful forces collided, the airflow, like a storm, destroyed the slave hall.
Wu Jiu looked on in astonishnt at this scene, not expecting Jing Wu to burst out with such terrifying power in the face of certain doom.
Jing Yi was also surprised, Jing Wu had gotten stronger.
But everything was still within control, even though he hadn’t recovered Jing Wu, he had retrieved Jing Wu’s two supre weapons.
Without Disassemble Everything, without Reconstruction, Jing Wu now, with perhaps his base strength and speed boosted, certainly wouldn’t stand a chance in a fight with him.
Jing Yi’s arm regenerated instantly, and he twisted his neck,
"Why make the process of recovery so painful? You almost died and could have been freed, couldn’t you?"
Jing Wu’s expression was sowhat wild, with the ferocity of a madman:
"I rember you said... you can only recover the power that belongs to the Twisted Master, right? Fine, it was never mine to begin with, I’ll just give it back to you."
Jing Wu, driven back by the powerful punch, dusted off his body and walked slowly toward Jing Yi.
Around Jing Wu...
The Power of Causality, the Buddha light that destroys everything, the Power of Life and Death, all these special powers surrounded Jing Wu.
As the dust settled, Jing Yi was startled to see Jing Wu erging from the smoke and dust.
How could this kid have mastered so many powers?
"Big brother, there’s sothing you might not know... Actually, when I first entered the shell, before I was completely twisted, I thought of you guys as friends. I think the others did too."
"It’s just that later on, everyone’s attitude changed, but that doesn’t prevent from obtaining their power."
Jing Wu’s smile was sowhat sinister, his eyes as sharp as a wolf’s:
"Although my power didn’t awaken as early as theirs... it has awakened after all."
Legendary Mutation Entry—Bond Plunder.
All those who regard the target as a friend, or have other emotional bonds... their abilities will be replicated onto the target.
Those who were once dead, whether killed by him or with whom the relationship had ruptured, as long as there had once been a bond, they would all coexist with him in another form.
"Forr subordinates, past friends, they’re all dead, hahahaha, but as long as I’m alive, they won’t really be gone!"
"That’s the aning... behind killing them!"
As ntioned before, maybe only a person of utmost goodness like Jing Er... could return to a childlike purity after experiencing distortion.
Jing Wu couldn’t do that.
After gaining the true mories of his human ti, he wouldn’t revert to that Jing Wu...
The tangle of twisted and real mories turned him into an even more terrifying monster.
Yet perhaps this monster... deep inside, had already acquired so—
humanity.
On the edge of Black Gold Island, where the beach soaked by sea water, Bai Wu’s footsteps left prints behind, and the next footprint... was already at the center of Black Gold Island.
The powerful Jing Yi, finally finding the own-power Jing Wu, along with the three factions in mutual antagonism, complicated everything.
So much so that when Bai Wu saw Jing Yi and Jing Wu on the brink of clash, he found it all rather amusing:
"Everyone’s here, looks like getting the Doomsday Puzzle pieces will take so effort today, captain."
The sudden voice made Wu Jiu shudder.
Fear flashed in Jing Wu’s eyes, excitent too.
Jing Yi reassessed the situation, calculating the odds of winning and losing, his brows tightly knit.
The new arrival, who appeared beside the Crimson Evil Fallen Body:
"If only I had protected the captain back then, now the captain is really tall... It’s just not what I’m used to."
Wu Jiu paid no attention to this teasing. In such a battlefield, even a mont’s hesitation could be fatal, but the huge emotional impact still made him dazed and absent for a mont.
It was as if he recalled once again the scene where the two of them clinked their glasses and promised to protect each other.
Destiny... seems not to be so cruel after all, at least it gave people chances to fulfill their promises.
Having finished his journey in the Well World, the human faction’s force, Bai Wu, arrived on the battlefield!
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