Vol 2 Chapter 594: Broken Realm... Do you want to kill me?

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The terrible torture in the name of education has left unbearable and indelible scars in the heart of the young man named Yitai.
But today, when I once again witnessed the pictures of past memories in the gap between dreams, there was not the slightest fluctuation on the face of the bombing space
The consciousness is stored in the substitute, and the dream world is used to get rid of the influence of the human carrier. Without the instinctive reflections of the body and the interference of various secretions on emotions, it can look at the painful memories of the past from a more objective and calm perspective. .
No matter how much tortured, no matter how much hatred accumulated...
Regardless of position and hostility, the one who used him as a guinea pig did not violate any promises, and indeed fulfilled his obligations as a "teacher", at least in terms of knowledge transfer and ability development, he has achieved the ultimate. .
"...Cheng Bin..."
Chewing on the name that brings complex feelings, Bombing Space raised and pushed forward with his right hand, the twisted tunnel in front of him collapsed, and a blue-purple vortex bloomed to engulf him.
Passing through the curtain, oncoming is an unruly laugh that broke all the memory bubbles
"At this moment, it is the time of heaven!!"
Hong Zhongdalu’s wild laughter penetrated his body at this moment, and the sight of an illusion set off a huge wave in his shaking mind, shock, fanaticism, fear... all kinds of human emotions dominated him at this moment. His consciousness, the infinite sense of insignificance filled his heart, like an ant that clearly saw the figure of a giant.
After a brief loss of consciousness, the bombing space suppressed the inner shock and regained consciousness.
In front of me, there was a bright sea of ​​stars, but countless cracks spread from the center of the field of vision in all directions. A broken hole exuding a blue-violet halo was stretching the body as the cracks spread.
In the next instant, the crack that was about to tear the eye socket stopped, and together with the twinkling starlight that had not been swallowed, everything in the world was frozen there.
A strange laugh sounded from behind--
"...Even if it is an incomplete reproduction, every witness can deeply feel his own insignificance, no matter how many times... But you wake up very quickly this time."
The bombing space suspended in the deep darkness turned around.
The blue-and-white planet was used as the background to set off the figure of Death holding a huge sickle, and the white mask with a grotesque smile above the black cloak faced him with a dark hole in his eyes.
"...Then, my dear brother, did you find anything when you came here?"
"The spot I went to..." The blue and white face like a sculpture twitched slightly, and after a pause, said slowly, "...Although there is no direct contact, I can't forget the feeling. Sure, I met that person."
"So..." Grim Reaper 13 tilted his head, clamped his scythe around his neck, freed his hands to spread out the bombing space, "...we won the prize?"
The blue and white figure nodded silently.
"Tsk tusk tusk," the huge sickle rolled out the afterimage between Reaper 13's fingers, and the pale eyeballs overflowed from the black frame of the smiling face, dragging the long eyestalks and rolling down like tears, "I'm so touched. Ah, all the moved are in tears!
"Do you know how many parallel worlds there are near this center? Even the long-eared rabbit cannot have an accurate grasp at this distance. As a result, the guy actually fell here. How can I repay him? The grace of teaching and reform..."
I don't know whether it was excitement or anxiety. The Reaper 13 with a sickle on his shoulder floated a few times in the void, and his large cloak swayed back and forth.
"To be honest," the Reaper 13 who stopped abruptly turned his head and looked at the bombing space, "I still can't imagine that the monster in the true sense that there is no such thing as the subconscious can actually dream."
"No matter who it is, it is impossible to be unaffected by the impact of'self'," the bombing space turned his head and glanced at the blue and purple broken marks in the distance, and the words pointed out, "according to your current judgment. Standard, as long as subjective consciousness loses its dominant position and falls into chaos, any potential mental activity can be regarded as dreaming, right?"
"Hey," Reaper 13 glanced over there along the line of sight of the bombing space, then turned back to look up and down at the blue and white human figure in front of him, smiled and shook his head, "Master Dior is not for this reason, the world. .. Forget it."
The topic was abruptly terminated. Reaper 13 slapped the handle of the sickle in his palm, and curiously asked the bombing space: "So you came here at the risk of chaotic borders, just to tell me about it?"
The bottom of the chaotic dream world and this mysterious broken world are not safe places. Except for the of death 13 who is the master of the dream world, no one is willing to run here. Bombing the space is obviously impossible to find a door to spread a word.
"I don't understand, what is your purpose?" Bombing Space looked down at the still earth in the distance, then raised his eyes to Grim Reaper 13. "His arrival is an opportunity, but looking at the attitude shown in your announcement, you seem to Just take this as an incidental pastime?"
"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Grim Reaper 13 frivolously held his sickle upside down, digging his ears with the tip of the huge and sharp curved blade, "Since you are now acting as a hunter, can't you just think about hunting? What I said is very clear. Whoever catches him, I will reward him. Whether it is going to reality or going to the kingdom of God, as long as I can do it, I will agree. What do you want? Huh?"
The tough face like a metal statue in the bombing space did not change at all, but he suddenly clenched with five fingers on his right hand hanging aside.
Invisible lines extend and weave in abstract dimensions, and the cubes formed by twisting time and space unfold around the body of Reaper 13
collapse!
Reaper 13 disappeared from the spot like a bubble phantom, and reappeared in several positions above the back.
Looking at the only metal handle of the left hand, and then at the right hand that disappeared with the sickle, the 13 big mouths of Reaper whose ear and half of his face were erased turned around in a circle, looking down at his empty Chest and abdomen
Fortunately, the large cloak was originally an ornament. His body covered by the cloak was actually only his head, shoulders and hands...
"You want to kill me?" Reaper 13 shrugged one-handed, and looked at the bombing space incredibly. "Did you really want to kill me just now?!"
The bombing space was silent, just raised his right hand and opened his five fingers to the mutilated of death.
The wider space was completely destroyed after tremor and distortion.
The speed of space wiping was too fast, and the remnant of Reaper 13 was wiped out without any resistance, but in the next instant, the figure holding the sickle appeared intact.
"Kill me? Here?" Grim Reaper 13 nodded his head with a finger with an absurd expression, "Are you dreaming? Ahaha, you are indeed dreaming now...what's a joke?!"
The black robe flew up, and the heavy sickle waved in a vacuum.
Then its blade vanished at the moment it met the white palm.
With a casual swing, the Grim Reaper 13 weapons rushing from the front collapsed and his head, shoulders and necks suddenly disappeared. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com only left the left and right arms twisted together.
The black figure appeared behind again.
Looking at the bombing space that turned around silently, Grim Reaper 13 sighed, "Yes, here, my ability to synchronize damage with reality will always work, and my ability to control dreams will also be affected." Greatly weakened...
"But then you have the confidence to kill me? Are you really stupid to such an extent that you believe that the image of my body that I have been exposed to is my ontology? Do you think that you have experienced that in the outside environment? After the terrible transformation, will my stand-in form be exactly the same as before?"
The blue-and-white planet as the static background was disintegrating in the spread of countless cracks, and the dense and infinitely bifurcated black matter like roots and cables spread its teeth and claws among the broken planets.
"What are you thinking? Huh?"
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