Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1338 Ragnarok of the Gods (110)

"Lucifer?" John Chris Morgan paused because of the unexpected name, which should have been negligible for a few seconds, but in these few seconds, he saw a light in Bai Xiuxiu's pupils. The light became more and more grand, and in Bai Xiuxiu's sparkling lake-like eyes, it was as if a sun column descended from the sky and pierced his head.

The dazzling sword body exudes sunshine-like light while trembling slightly, like a divine weapon descending from the sky.

John Chris Morgan used "teleport" without hesitation. He could feel that the opponent was completely unaffected by his magnetic field. This sword contained unpredictable power.

In the next second, a thin and translucent sharp blade passed through his shadow left in the air and inserted into the deck.

He felt like trying to kill Bai Xiuxiu, not to mention that killing her can't maximize the benefits, so he has not been so eager, but he enjoys this process, the repeated torture process, today this feeling is pulled to Extreme.The more the enemy struggles and exerts more force, the more intense this ultimate pleasure will be.

Now is the time to unleash that thrill.

Therefore, his teleportation is not forward, but towards Bai Xiuxiu.

As long as Bai Xiuxiu's life is over, this kind of pleasure can reach its peak!

However, his magnetic field was cut in by someone abruptly, it was an extremely cold and ingenious force.The other party used incredible computing power to calculate the position of his teleportation, so that his body was deflected not based on his own willpower.This deflection has nothing to do with hard power, it belongs to pure understanding of skills and precision of calculation.He was actually squeezed out of the expected space.

A violent scorching wind blew up smoke and air waves, and a young boy appeared in front of him out of thin air, blocking Bai Xiuxiu's front, blocking his golden fist with his right hand.Even Bai Xiuxiu didn't dare to resist his attack, but the boy in front of him took it with one hand.

John Chris Morgan felt incredible, a sense of danger rushed towards his face, he straightened his body, like a lion smelling the smell of the enemy, he used his strength to fly back several dozen meters, standing on a machine gun. Above, keeping a fighting stance, stared intently.

Through the hazy smoke, a young and somewhat childish face gradually emerged. He was frail, wearing a black leather jacket, exuding holy stars all over his body, like an angel falling from the sky.But there was a calamity in his pupils. It was an indescribable pair of eyes. The black ones came from the abyss, like the abyss itself.

He stared at those eyes and remembered a movie "Total Eclipse Love" that Leonardo had seen for a long time when he was young. In the movie, Leonardo was rebellious, uninhibited, lonely and full of confusion.He remembered the line Leonardo wrote again - "Eternal, I found it. That is the sun and the sea, each other."

The light from the sea reached its zenith, illuminating the evening like day.

The sun and the sea complement each other.

Such a momentary scene.

The boy who came out of nowhere, glowing in the swirling gray smoke.Just like the sparkling light reflected on the surging water surface, it is not dazzling, but it contains extreme terror.

It's strange that in such a chaotic and bad situation, he still has his imagination.He has always been so.Even if the war is lost now, it will not affect his mood too much. For him, this is just an insignificant twist in his life.But no matter how the twists and turns, he will always be the final winner.

He believed in it.

The Stargate coalition in the air did not know when it had been cleaned up, but John Chris Morgan didn't care.With vigilance and interest, he looked at Cheng Mo, who was protecting Bai Xiuxiu behind him, and said in a relaxed tone, "Interesting. How many demon gods are you? You shouldn't be an unknown person with such strength."

Cheng Mo ignored John Chris Morgan, and glanced at the distance. The strong light that erupted from the sea was gradually fading, and the clear night gradually floated up, and the mushroom cloud created by Li Jiting was also slowing down. withered slowly.

The first god who made a sound just now has no trace, but he is sure that the most powerful enemy is not far away, and is setting up a circle. His brain can now collect the high frequency from the air from one or two hundred kilometers away. tremor.

At this moment, there was an overwhelming power surging in his body.This sense of power is extremely mysterious, making him not only aware of the state of his own body, but also extremely clear about the movement of everything. The trajectory of every bullet that crosses the sky is densely covered in every surrounding of the Fourth God General. A wave of magnetic field fluctuations, countless waves crashing on the ship, a group of fish fleeing in panic under the sea, and the heartbeat of everyone standing on the deck, even the movement of the seabed crust, the humidity of the weather and the The strength of the wind. And through the short contact just now, the fourth god will automatically jump into his brain John Chris Morgan's data, speed, strength and magnetic field strength, etc. In a few seconds, he will He came to the conclusion that as long as he controlled the opponent's magnetic field, he could easily kill the opponent - even if the opponent was the fourth god general, John Chris Morgan.

Everything is presented in his brain, and it feels like he is playing a "creator game". He holds a mouse and can easily erase anything with just one click.

At this moment, he is the god of high above.

Lucifer who controls the fate of all things.

The taste of invincibility is wonderful, your world is infinite, but you can get anywhere.Standing tall in the sky and overlooking all living beings, it is like overlooking ants.No one has any secrets in front of you, and no one can restrict you, even if they want to bow down to you, as long as you want, you can become the only god in the world.

But Cheng Mo didn't have a trace of excitement in his heart. Behind this supreme power were countless tears and sighs, as well as unspeakable pain and loneliness.

God is alone, death and curse wrapped and covered by loneliness.

For this reason, Cheng Mo didn't look back at the woman he had longed for when he was a teenager, and stared at John Chris Morgan without squinting, but whispered to Bai Xiuxiu, "stay away from me and let me kill him."

Bai Xiuxiu was full of sorrow and joy, and she had a thousand words to talk to Cheng Mo, but right now it wasn't the right opportunity or enough time. She concealed the tremor in her heart and said quickly, "He is the fourth god general, John. Chris Morgan, mastering the electromagnetic field skills of The Dynamic Theory of Gravity. You are no match for him." She let go of the hand holding the Glory Bullet, secretly holding Cheng Mo's hand, holding those At the moment of some cold hands, her heartbeat was even stronger than when she was facing death. This was the most daring expression she could make. After all, everyone knew who Cheng Mo's wife was, and she was just his boss. But things have come to this point, you don't have to be afraid any more, she said softly, "Cheng Mo, kill me, only by killing me and becoming a god will you have a chance."

Such words made Cheng Mo sad. He inevitably thought of Li Jiting again. He was so powerful, but he couldn't even ask for death. It turned out that being a god would not escape the rules of the world, but even lost the autonomy of death. .He smiled wryly, shook his head and said in a low voice, "Sister Bai, trust me, I can protect you." He said unquestionably as if stating a given fact, "I will definitely protect you."

"Black Death? Tai Chi Dragon?" John Chris Morgan blew a frivolous whistle when he discovered the details of the two holding hands, "I didn't expect there would be a touching romantic comedy to watch, this is big news. , Black Death Demon God and Tai Chi Dragon God General.wow, enough to appear on the front page of newspapers all over the world. Maybe it can be made into a movie in the future, but it’s a pity that you are only for poor villains.”

Cheng Mo stared at John Chris Morgan blankly, did not respond to the other party's provocation, but his brain was like a supercomputer, and began to collect magnetic field data, and calculated and deciphered it according to the "Dynamic Theory of Gravity" that Bai Xiuxiu told him , he still needs a little time.

John Chris Morgan and Cheng Mo were not in a hurry, but Bai Xiuxiu became anxious. She took a step forward and leaned towards Cheng Mo, pressed close to his ear, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "Cheng Mo, You know, one of the things I admire most about you is that you are extremely calm at all times, completely emotionless. You never hesitate when you know what to do, and no matter how much guilt you take, you will Insist on doing the right thing. I should have died a long time ago. I am very satisfied to see you for the last time." She squeezed Cheng Mo's hand tighter, softly like a wife waiting for her husband's return. Say, "Come on, this is the last chance, and I believe you can avenge me."

Cheng Mo finally couldn't help turning his head to look at Bai Xiuxiu. The woman who had appeared the most in his youthful dreams was smiling at him. There were many masts and tower cranes standing far behind her, and the last rays of the setting sun remained in the sky. And the firelight of the sky, dyed the world into a beautiful orange, vaguely a kind of mirage beauty.

However, everything in this world is not as charming as Bai Xiuxiu's smile.

He felt heartache inexplicably, and remembered the warm details that had been haunting in his heart for so many years and never dissipated, that kind of dreamland-like illusion.The intimacy he once dreamed of, a hometown-like nostalgia, is now finally within reach.But he couldn't reach out and touch it carefully.He is cursed, and everything is still the moon in the water after all.

So he opened his dry lips, interrupted Bai Xiuxiu's utter nonsense, and said calmly: "I'm not as rational as you think, and absolute rationality is not a good thing. What happened in Paris made me I regret it so far, I couldn't protect Xie Minyun five years ago, and today I will never allow myself to fail to protect you."

Bai Xiuxiu trembled because of Cheng Mo's words, as if hugging an iceberg.She wanted his comfort, she wanted to give everything to him.In her free time, she had countless fantasies, fantasizing that they could all go back alive, playing jazz music on a cool autumn night, watching the water flow of the Xiangjiang River.Even if she selfishly wanted to be buried here with Cheng Mo, this thought just flashed in her mind just now, no matter how short it was, it was not unheard of.She closed her eyes, repenting for her cruel thoughts, she took a long, hard breath, opened her eyes and stared at Cheng Mo intently, like John Chris Morgan didn't exist, those gods who crawl on the deck Neither do they exist, nor do the sea fighters who are hiding in the ship island and keep fighting back. Her eyes are so bright and hot, only in the blink of an eye can you glimpse the hidden sadness, like the golden end of autumn.

"You still have Athena, and Shen Youyi, and you still have a daughter to take care of. My heart died a long time ago, on the day Gao Xu died. These days, I have watched so many people die, but there is nothing. I can do it. I'm really tired. I open my eyes every day, just thinking about when I can get rid of it. Just now I hoped the teacher would do it, but he hesitated, and then things got worse and worse, just when the teacher died On the island, he was thrown to death alive, his head was still there, his eyes were not closed." Bai Xiuxiu said in an almost pleading tone, "But fortunately you are here. Really, Cheng Mo, help me , I know you can help me take these responsibilities and forgive my cowardice and selfishness?"

A circle of transparent, cold tears spread around Bai Xiuxiu's lake-like eyes, turning into ripples of pain.Cheng Mo felt spasms from the palm of his hand and the torso he leaned against each other.The convulsion passed from Bai Xiuxiu's side like an electric current, overflowed from his heart, turned into a raging flame, scorched his brain, and was extremely painful.

He raised his hand to caress her cold and wet cheek, but the movement stopped halfway, as if this emotion must be stopped.When it came to an abrupt end, he said in a deep, emotionless tone, "General White God, you will be liberated, but not in the way you imagined." He put down his hand and inadvertently touched the tip of her hair.Now he bears a curse and is an ominous man who cannot and does not want to bring bad luck to those around him.For this, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his voice and said, "This is my promise. Lucifer's promise."

Hearing the name "Lucifer", Bai Xiuxiu was completely stunned. She felt at a loss in both mind and body, and her body fell into a rigid state. She hadn't yet figured out what the name meant. She only vaguely heard the first God filled David Rockefeller with a cry of anger.

John Chris Morgan didn't pay attention to the strange Chinese, and said in a leisurely manner: "Although it is very impolite, but you two are in love and concubines in love and adultery on the battlefield. People who are already dead and dying have little respect?" He looked around the deck, a pleasant smile on his oily face, "For these people, shouldn't you put on a scene of reluctantly killing your lover? Lover , death, the hope of victory and the pain of having to kill a loved one, and even torture from the depths of the soul - oh~ this will be my only chance to get the position of the general, I don't have to do anything, as long as Just go with the flow.”

John Chris Morgan deliberately lengthened the end, the long note trembling in the howling evening wind, full of excitement.

Cheng Mo is disgusted by this boring plot. He has had enough of these high-ranking people trying to manipulate the fate of others. He doesn't want to continue to endure. More importantly, he wants Bai Xiuxiu to gain a sense of certainty and to let go of his tense heartstrings. He knew she had reached the breaking point.

At this time, his reverse control of the magnetic field also quietly came to an end.John Chris Morgan's magnetic field has transformed into an electromagnetic matrix in his brain.

Everything is under control.

Cheng Mo broke free from the hand held by Bai Xiuxiu, and before Bai Xiuxiu could react, he instantly sent her to a higher air, a completely safe place.

John Chris Morgan shrugged in disappointment, "This choice counts as a man. It's worth asking me what your name is."

"You don't deserve to know my name." Cheng Mo didn't even do any extra action, and said indifferently, "For a dying person, it doesn't make sense to know."

John Chris Morgan whistled, "I like your ignorant and arrogant energy, exactly like when I was young." He glanced at Bai Xiuxiu, who was floating like a balloon, "Especially in admiring the taste of women. I also love mature women who are full of femininity." After a pause, he said regretfully, "But I'm very different from you. I was already a god at your age and lost a lot of fun."

"God general?" Cheng Mo said in a self-talk-like tone, "Is the god general great? Others dream of it, and I regard it as if it were not."

John Chris Morgan laughed: "Really? I hope your strength can be as hard as your mouth, good boy." He floated slowly from the cannon, and everything on the deck began to vibrate violently. , "Bai Xiuxiu should have mentioned to you just now that its name is 'Wodencliffe Radius', an exclusive skill of our Morgan family." He spread his hands, "Especially good at dealing with these tattered copper and iron of your Tai Chi dragon. "

The surviving Taiji Dragon Chosen glared angrily, and everyone's engines were roaring with all their strength, trying to break free from the shackles of the magnetic field, but only in exchange for stronger suppression, the armor was cracked in pieces in the fight against the violent magnetic field, and Even Sun Yong, who returned to the deck again, was crushed to the point of lying on the deck. More Tai Chi Dragon Chosen couldn't bear the pressure, and the whole body armor was crushed and turned into a DNA helix.The deck made a crisp sound, twisting like the earth that had been hit by an earthquake, the ship island in the distance was shaking, and the messy objects spurted out.

The entire fortress fell into a distorted chaos under the action of the magnetic field, and only Cheng Mo stood firmly on the edge of the ship's side.He stared blankly at John Chris Morgan, ignoring the tragic state of the Tai Chi Dragon Chosen.He said indifferently: "So what? It's these pieces of copper and iron that sank your fleet, killed your divine generals, and nailed more than [-] of you to this sea, so what are you?"

John Chris Morgan chuckled at first, "We? Don't compare me to those scumbags. I only represent me, and those people are just worms raised by the Empire." Then he sighed, "The glory of the Empire! It's just a splendid building on the outside, but a rotten building on the inside. I'm just a vulture watching the collapse of the building."

Cheng Mo sneered, "Vulture? You really have self-knowledge."

John Chris Morgan, who didn't understand this homonym from Chinese, pointed his fist at Chengmo, and a stream of air began to revolve around his fist with the golden finger tiger, everything on the deck trembled, and then Floating up, the cumbersome machine guns, light shells, those Tai Chi Dragon Chosen, and even a one- or two-ton trailer, seemed to have come to a vacuum and floated silently.Even the building-like island was trembling, and those accessories that had long been disconnected were pulled into the air.

Cheng Mo's hair was also blown up by the cyclone, but he didn't move, and all the objects in the cone behind him also stubbornly stayed on the deck, only beating slightly.

"But even so, the majesty of the empire is not something you eastern country bumpkins can provoke."

John Chris Morgan's tone was full of ridicule and contempt, but his movements were full of majesty, like a king waving and ordering a charge.The chosen ones and objects floating in the air are his army. They all follow his fist like sharp arrows, swarming towards Cheng Mo, and the mountain-like aircraft carrier is also swaying, as if encountering a huge storm. .

Facing the sundries of arrows and the golden fist like a storm of sun, Cheng Mo said coldly, "Is that just the case? Lord Fourth God General!" The "Seven Sins" automatically flew back into his hands, and at this moment, his figure also disappeared in place, leaving only a frosty sentence circling in the air, "What's wrong with the hillbilly? !"

At the same time, the various objects in the air suddenly stagnated in the air, and a bone-chilling coldness struck John Chris Morgan's heart. He just wanted to find the position of Chengmo through the magnetic field, but It was found that the magnetic field that used to be like arms and fingers in the past rolled back like a huge wave, and his own body was also out of control under the wrapping of the magnetic field.

The coldness in his heart turned into a huge fear, and this fear was like the claws of the devil, gripping his heart fiercely.

The next second, the transparent sword slowly and quickly protruded out of the void, approaching his chest little by little, he moved his lips and recited: "Truth: Wall of Chaos!"

Two blue wool-like lines spun rapidly in front of John Chris Morgan's chest, quickly entangled together, and grew into the appearance of a butterfly. Every time the butterfly flapped its wings, it grew a circle. In the "Seven Sins" Under the light of "Zong", it exudes a faint blue luster.

This is a cross-section of a typical Poincaré map, a model of a Lorentzian chaotic system.The famous "butterfly effect" is derived from Lorentz's Chaos Theory.

When the sword tip of "Seven Sins" was inserted into the Chaos Butterfly that exploded like a blue firework, the entering part became distorted, as if entering a different dimension.

Cheng Mo's voice came from the void, "Lord Fourth God General, don't you know that those powerful adults were all overturned by hillbillies and then pushed to the guillotine?"

John Chris Morgan was gloomy and silent.

The "Seven Sins" that was inserted into the center of the "Wall of Chaos" began to rotate. At first, there was tiny silver dust swirling at the tip of the twisted sword. It was changing as it wandered. As the "Seven Sins" turned faster and faster. The faster it goes, the silver dust becomes more and more dense, forming a silver vortex that looks like a dazzling star.When the blue light that made up the Chaos Butterfly was also stirred, the silver vortex was as big as a tornado of light that traversed the sky, and under the starry night, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

John Chris Morgan, who was tightly bound in mid-air, opened his eyes wide, staring at the silver vortex, like a drowning man staring at the ray of light shot down from the water.Unbelievable terror was engulfing him, pouring in from his nose and mouth.He intensified his struggle, like a vulture fluttering in the net, the magnetic field he was once proud of became his coffin, firmly fixing him there, he could only watch the flickering The tip of Xinghui's sword was close to his chest.

The denim jacket instantly turned to ashes, and in the black dust, the sword tip pierced his golden "Ares sacred armor", and sparks jumped out in layers, like iron flowers.

"No~~~~~~!"

He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. The "Ares Sacred Armor" with a defense value of [-] points melted a fiery red hole, and the sword also seemed to be inserted into soft soil, penetrating his In his chest, with a "bang~" sound, a huge force surged, not only his body, but also the magnetic field net was pierced by the sword's edge, nailing him to the deck like a chicken.

At the same time, the dense debris in mid-air rained down on the calm deck, bullet casings, guns, parts that fell off the cyborg, and the roar of the trailer, which wrapped him in grease and oil. The bloody things hit him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, like a clown who failed to throw things in a circus performance.

In the chaos, he didn't know if the last halo of the explosion was dissipating, or if a boundless shadow slowly descended from above his head.John Chris Morgan vaguely saw the boy with black wings. John Chris Morgan tried his best to open his eyes, only to find that there were four pairs of wings behind the boy, and the night-like wings were shining with stars in the sky. He wears a crown of thorns on his head, and the crown hovers over his head like a black dragon. The dragon has seven heads and ten horns, just as Satan is described in the Holy Scriptures.

He recalled the pair of eyes he saw just now, the eyes flashing with calamity, the black ones coming from the abyss, like the abyss itself.

"Who are you?" John Chris Morgan, who was wearing the deck, roared like a giant beast who had fallen into a trap.

Cheng Mo walked slowly down the invisible magnetic field steps, and when he stood on the pile of debris, he stepped on the undulating heart of John Chris Morgan, and he looked down slightly. John Chris Morgan, said indifferently: "As I said, it doesn't make sense for a dying person to hear my name."

John Chris Morgan clenched his fists and tried to exert force, but he was firmly pressed on the deck by his own magnetic field, like a lamb to be slaughtered.His face twisted like he heard some funny joke, "Ha! Ha! Ha! Great! You're really great!" He gasped, "But it's no use killing my carrier, wait. After a while, I will be able to repay this humiliation tenfold and a hundredfold."

Cheng Mo's expression and eyes didn't fluctuate, there was no ridicule or pity, he kept silent and looked down at John Chris Morgan, pressing down on the desire to kill the opponent's body with "Doomsday Judgment", and said calmly: "John Chris Morgan, you will be deprived of your qualifications as a divine general, and you will be killed [-] times by me," he said coldly, "not even one less."

John Chris Morgan sensed a coldness beyond death in the sight of the other party, Gujing Wubo. This coldness made him tremble involuntarily. Who could kill him and kill the fourth god general? When he could still be so casual, he felt inexplicable fear, and instinctively asked: "Who are you? Who are you?"

Cheng Mo ignored John Chris Morgan, but waved his hand gently, and Bai Xiuxiu, who was floating in the air, landed beside him as if riding the wind.

He didn't look at Bai Xiuxiu, but said casually, "Bai God General, kill him."

(End of this chapter)