Chapter 220: Θ18. Death cycle

You can choose the "killed" road from the beginning, but you don't plan to implement it too early. Spend a year or two with your man. Spend a year or two to accumulate hate values, and in the last year or two, love each other and complete the set goals step by step.
However, reality always does not give him room to change. Under the impact of mental power, he can still make an instinctive reaction. In the depths of his consciousness, the sacrifice for the lover has become a conditional reflex, but this "sacrifice", he does not feel great, but will bring harm to the people he loves.
What he did not expect was that this "sacrifice" was a real sacrifice. At the moment of losing consciousness, his time was stagnant. Without the "finish task" prompt, and no return to the system space, his soul is completely lost in the endless darkness, ignorance...
The left chord went to the position where Huo Xuan disappeared. It was found that the corpse on the ground was not the zombie king. Although the figure was very similar, the facial features were distorted and the muscles were shrinking. It seemed to have been crushed by heavy objects. The bones are broken.
It is neither emperor nor Huo Xuan, so it is very likely that it is a level zombie who is good at space. A few kilometers around it has become a hollow area. Except them, it is estimated that there are no other living people or zombies to be close.
Then, Emperor, Huo Xuan and Shang Ke, where did they go?
Looking at the sky from the left chord, there is a feeling in my heart that they may never come back again...
The emperor is holding a can, walking aimlessly in a deserted city, with a spirited mind, and numerous scattered pictures and memories are constantly flashing in the brain.
When passing a truck, the figure reflected in the glass mirror is not the emperor, but Huo Xuan. But the Emperor did not find it, but just kept moving forward.
Before the sun set, he found a restful place to rest, and he could still be careful, then stayed aside and patiently waited for him to resurrect.
He couldn’t remember the things in the dark space. He only knew that when he was still dead, he broke Huo Xuan’s chest with his hand and pinched his heart, and Huo Xuan’s blade would also be his. The arm is twisted into pieces.
Emperor looked down at his arm and found that his arm was intact, but his chest was dull and painful. It seemed to be empty and he could not feel the heartbeat.
However, the emperor only slightly doubted for a while and then ignored it. The only thing he cares about is when he can resurrect.
According to past experience, the longest resurrection time is 24 hours, and at the latest tomorrow, I can wake up at dusk.
The emperor waited until the dawn from the night, and from the dawn to the evening, watching the blood of the still dry, flesh and blood stiff, the wound showed no signs of healing, just like the real dead body, no sound.
The emperor thought that the time for the resurrection may take a little longer, and then he will definitely wake up.
The emperor sat on the edge of the bed like a stone sculpture, looking at the people in bed. Day after day, month after month, until the body is spoiled, dust is piled up, and it is still waiting.
Three months later, a group of mercenaries hid in the abandoned city in the lost chase. In the fierce battle, a mercenary was shot and flew out, knocked down a wall and rolled into a room. When he got up from the gravel pile, he found that there was still one person in the room. He sat cross-legged on the side of the bed, staring intently at the bed... bones.
"You, you are Huo boss!" The mercenary shouted excitedly. Although the skin color is a bit strange, the face is too familiar.
The people at the bed didn't move, as if they didn't hear it.
"Huo boss, it’s great to meet you here! We have had a little trouble, please ask you..." The mercenary’s words have not been finished yet, and a few zombies rushed in from the breach and screamed at them. He rushed.
The mercenary subconsciously used the power, and the electric light was shining, and the light blue arc passed through the zombies, such as a large net, which quickly spread to the surroundings and quickly enveloped the entire room.
I only listened to the muffled sound of "砰", the bones on the bed shattered in the electric shock, and the world that the emperor had always supported was also collapsed.
The emperor's eyes flashed through the blood, the depressing shackles in his throat, his body flashed, and he mercilessly twisted the mercenary's neck. Then, the zombies around him were broken one by one. The mercenaries and zombies who are fighting outside are not spared, but for dozens of seconds, everything is calm, and only the broken limbs of the earth are broken, indicating the occurrence of a killing.
The emperor took a bloody, returned to the room, looked at the broken bones of the bed, had to face a cruel fact that he had never been willing to admit, but he was really dead and would never be resurrected.
From then on, no one will make milk for him, comb his hair, find food for him, add new clothes for him, wander with him in the north, and spend a boring day and night with him. Embrace him and kiss him...
The feeling of being accompanied is so beautiful, he learned to be patient, learned to control, and learned to live. However, the person who taught him all this disappeared into his world.
The emperor stood stiffly in the ruins, his eyes were red, his pain was hard, his tears came out without warning, with despair and fear, crying like a helpless child.
[Don't call me ‘humans,’ please call me ‘尚可’...]
[Emperor, I have always had a question to ask you. Why are you killing? 】
[Your ‘no trimming margins’ look, although very grounded, is not elegant and gorgeous. 】
[Kiss should be like this... Stroke should be like this... Control the strength, don't hurt the other person. 】
[I said you, don't always bother me...]
[Emperor, I am back. 】
No, you won't be back.
Forever, no more will come back...
The emperor was immersed in grief, and he did not pay attention to his hand. There was a cockroach in it. It lay quietly there, listening to the cry of the emperor's whimper, as if he was sad with him.
I don't know how long it took, the emperor suddenly heard a voice in his mind: [Don't cry, think of ways to save him. 】
Save? Can you save it?
"How to save?"
[I... I will send you back to the original reincarnation. 】
"Reincarnation?"
[I will explain to you that you will not understand, your IQ is on me. 】
"What do you mean?" seems to be ridiculed?
[We ended up being swayed by the curse of the reincarnation lamp. This mission is simply impossible. I killed the sorrow, but I can still fly away; but I can kill you, and you will fly away. 】 Representing the sturdy scorpion, only the lover can destroy.
"The soul is flying, are you saying that you are already flying?"
[No, I used my life to save the remnant soul, so he still has a chance to resurrect! 】
"How come back?"
[I just said that I returned to the world of the original reincarnation and injected the soul into his body again. 】

The world that was originally reincarnation?
The emperor heard it as if he understood it. The only thing he understood was that there was still a chance to resurrection.
What should I do?

[You don't need to do anything, just stick to your heart. 】
"What is my heart? Who are you?"
[I am you, the person who starts the reincarnation. 】
The soul of Chen Yu and Shou Mo entered the reincarnation light. Under the influence of the curse, the life and the world could not be kept together. Until the soul of Tatsumi and the reincarnation lights merge, the reincarnation can be reopened. The smug glimpse of the first world in the reincarnation, engraved into his body in the form of a tattoo. The redness of his chest is a glimpse of the loss of silence. After the integration, he is the complete one, and he has the opportunity to change his destiny.
However, as they are about to succeed, the curse's power counterattacks, forcing the release of an impossible trap task. As long as it is still possible, one of the two must be scattered.
Fortunately, the curse of the reincarnation lamp is self-destructive because it violates the rules (there is no reward for completing the mission), and the remnant of Tatsumi has gained ultimate control, and can reincarnate the reincarnation and send silence to any world in the reincarnation.
This information, the emperor who did not remember, did not understand, but Huo Xuan, who controlled the reincarnation lights, understood everything. If he wants to save, he will be completely out of the body, become the instrument of the reincarnation lamp, and can no longer enter the reincarnation with the body. And his body will lose all the reincarnation marks. In other words, each time a new reincarnation, only Suzuki has the original memory, and Tatsumi’s memory will be received by him as a reincarnation lamp after his death.
His love for silence is no different from the body, but if he wants to start reincarnation, he can't escape from the reincarnation and the body. He tried to replace the body, but failed every time.
The ontology can experience the reincarnation of each world with the savvy, then forget everything, start a new chapter, and the spirit, only the memory.
[Emperor, are you ready? It’s okay to save. 】
"Wait, you told me how to do it?"
[I have already said it, stick to my heart. 】
Tatsumi, the sky is already broken, if you give up the right to love him because of forgetting, then "he" will replace it at all costs. So Chen Hao, you can forget everything, but you can't forget the love of silence.
The reincarnation was reopened, and Tatsumi was sent to the first world of the original reincarnation, becoming the Rondi of the Dragon Empire.
And still, it is the son of General Utre, the head of the Rebels, Cage. He sneaked back to the Dragon Star from the tamarin star, and was arrested by the people of Cruise, tortured and tortured in an attempt to ask the "reactionary" hidden inside.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself locked in a metal chair. There was a mechanical arm on the top of the head, which was in the shape of a cylinder. The tip was constantly rotating and creaking.
"Give you another chance. Tell the information you know, we can consider giving you a life." An unpleasant voice rang in a closed room.
I still feel that this scene is somewhat familiar.
"If this is the case, let us see how long you can keep it. The national flower of our Dragon Tooth Empire is a sinister red, seventy-two petals stacked on top of each other, like a burning flame. I think if it is on your body The national flower of our Dragon Tooth Empire, presumably your father will be very happy?"
Cangwu red inflammation? Dragon tooth empire?
what? What is this place? Why is he here?
The still head was a paste, and he could only watch the metal arm approach him, then fired a laser and outlined a flower of flame on his chest.
"Ah!" The severe pain made it impossible to scream, and it was followed by a chaotic memory...