Chapter 1327: Am I bait?

Am I bait?

Cheng Shi was stunned.

What did you say?

An Shenxuan's death allowed the God of Fun to get a wisp of 【Origin】 power, and He used the 【Origin】 power in His hand to set up a bureau, the purpose is to use me to fish!?

No wonder He said that when the tide of world destruction comes, He can steal a wisp of 【Origin】 power from 【Origin】's hands. It turns out that this so-called tide of world destruction is fake, but stealing 【Origin】 power is true!

I became bait?

The desperate resistance ended up achieving the God of Fun's conspiracy!?

Cheng Shi was silent for a long time, and then laughed crazily.

Good good good, I am bait, I am adhesive, I am his mother's bullshit established, just not myself!

Really good, look, why is the clown's nose on the stage so red!

The giant skull saw the small skull lose his composure and mock himself, and hummed again:

"This, is just, My, guess.

Want, resist, 【Origin】, just rely on, world power, no, hope.

Only, can do, is, seize, *His* power, but, one for one, not, cost-effective, even, still have, by 【Origin】, discovered, risk......

I, also don't know, His calculation, can only, so, speculate.

But you, or really is, world, key."

I don't want to be any world key.

Although everything is 【Death】 boss's guess, Cheng Shi feels that this guess is not impossible. Don't forget, the world has been reset once, which means the 【Origin】 power in the God of Fun's hands must have been consumed.

Exchanging old for new, he would do it himself, not to mention the extremely shrewd God of Fun.

There must be a benefactor if there is a believer. Cheng Shi knows too well what kind of person the God of Fun is.

This is almost like looking in a mirror.

But all these guesses have a premise, that is, He cannot be an outer god!

After experiencing a despair, Cheng Shi has already suffered from outer god PTSD.

"So, this suffocating and desperate fake era curtain call is actually the God of Fun using 【Origin】 power to stimulate the stolen 【Fate】 change authority, making a doomsday simulation that He fantasizes about?

But the problem is, 【Fate】's change clearly has already......"

Cheng Shi thought of the fire of hope, but thinking carefully, the fire of hope is just the change that 【Fate】 discarded and could not accept. 【Fate】 itself still retains the authority of change.

"Exactly, so.

Script, various, all are, 【Deception】, pen, fabricated.

You must not, be influenced by Him, confuse, gods, will.

【Birth】, or is, birth, speak, but, 【Silence】, absolutely will not, use this, express, doubt."

"Hmm?" Cheng Shi's spirit was shocked, raised his head and said, "【Silence】 is also a Fear Sect member, right, adult!?"

"Fear Sect......

Really is, appropriate, description.

Yes, He is also, fear.

Perhaps, His, fear, with Me, different, but 【Silence】, from beginning to end, all with, 【Deception】, walk together.

He, neither will, doubt, 【Deception】, even more will not, blaspheme, self will, break, silence."

Heh.

It turns out that the twisted will and deformed posture of the gods are all the God of Fun's most vicious smear on allies.

What kind of 【Deception】 is this, isn't this 【Zhen Yi】?

Hearing this, Cheng Shi finally felt relieved.

Even if he still doesn't know the God of Fun's method of resisting 【Origin】, at least he confirmed one point, that is, the Fear Sect is still there!

This is enough, enough for him to take a breath in the gap of despair.

Too many bad news have come, making him forget how to enjoy a good news. He just wants to collect information from the Fear Sect gods as soon as possible, figure out the God of Fun's layout, and no longer let himself be as powerless as in the trial.

However, 【Death】 can only comment on the past fake curtain call. As for what 【Deception】 wants to do...... no one can guess.

"I, know, you urgent, next, I, also will, go to see, gods, verify, one or two.

But, in this, before, My believer's, whereabouts......"

Cheng Shi paused, his tone was a bit heavy: "He is no longer in this world."

"Boom——"

The flames that burned the world almost instantly washed away the entire void. The giant skull stared straight at Cheng Shi and asked word by word: "He, went, where?"

"To save a clown, went behind the scenes of another clown stage.

But adult, don't worry, he will come back.

You have to believe that your believer will not easily return to other 【Death】 Thrones.

You also have to believe in the clown in front of you, who can bring miracles to this world.

I will pick him up personally.

I will win personally."

At the same time, on the other side.

The clowns finally broke up the meeting. Li Jingming, who said he would find memories for everyone, stepped onto the 【Memory】 collection hall again.

He came to find his benefactor.

Whether 【Memory】 possesses the memory Cheng Shi mentioned, Li Jingming has the confidence to know something from his benefactor's mouth.

He understands his benefactor. If the other party doesn't know, his offering is enough to stimulate the other party's desire for knowledge, letting a god who wields memory join the excavation of these memories; if the other party knows, then what he knows can become "talking points" to learn more details from his benefactor's mouth.

The Dragon King's abacus was good, but unfortunately, he missed one point.

【Memory】 is not there.

The entire 【Memory】 collection hall was extremely quiet. Those blurry collection items in the past also strangely became clear today. Li Jingming stood in front of a wall, swept over it, and memorized the wonderful stories of more than a hundred years in a certain period of the Star Fall Continent in his mind.

These memories were not "seen" by him, but surged towards him!

That azure light was like a tidal wave of memory, directly swallowing Li Jingming, drowning him in the turbulent flow of memory. Every breath he took was no longer air, but pure memory.

Memories that did not belong to him surged into his brain crazily, threatening his own cognition in a short while.

Li Jingming realized that if this continued, he would no longer be himself. He had to struggle, but how could he climb up from this tidal wave of memory......

It's simple to say. When he was falling, he saw a light. That light was like the only guide in the darkness of the seabed, attracting him to swim towards the light.

Li Jingming endured the discomfort of memory irrigation and struggled forward desperately. The memory of Yunye Temple was gradually becoming small in the drowning of massive memories, and the master's figure was also gradually blurring in the memories of tens of thousands of figures. Li Jingming could not accept all this. Although he liked to record, he never erased the past.

All his memories have meaning, but now, the real "memory" is gradually disintegrating these meanings.

Fortunately, the struggle was useful. Before his self-cognition was wiped out, he finally grabbed that light, and then he fainted straight away.

In the last second when his consciousness disappeared, he only felt that all cognition returned, and his hand had an extra crystal clear thing.

This, what is it? ===== CHAPTER 1328 =====