Capture Creator X1

"Why did I die?"

Manzhu didn't answer.

"Have I ever died?"

Manzhu didn't answer.

"What is my established path forward?"

Manzhu didn't answer.

……

No matter what Cheng Jieyi asked, Manzhu didn't speak.He would not lie to deceive Cheng Jieyi, so when he was about to tell the truth, the silver-haired boy pressed his petal-like soft lips and remained silent.

Cheng Jieyi patted Manzhu's shoulder, but Manzhu didn't understand, his heart was pumping wildly because of Cheng Jieyi's active touch, and his face flushed immediately.

Cheng Jieyi raised his hand to cover Manzhu's approaching face, so he pointed to the ground and jumped down from his arms.

"I'm tired."

At night, Cheng Jieyi lay on a [-]-square-meter bed that even a real overlord wouldn't sleep on.

No, it's supposed to be dark here day and night, so it's not really night either.

Originally, according to the original plan, after taking Manzhu for a walk, he would also go to another world to find the reason why the world collided and squeezed.

But the reason turned out to be that Manzhu bumped into him with a whole plane.

because of him.

Manzhu is not lying, so now this plane should indeed return to the original plane, so as not to be coveted by other planes that can move freely.

Cheng Jieyi caressed the black earrings on the earlobe with his fingers, then took off the earrings and put them on the tips of his fingers.

[You don't need to borrow "his" power, you are the strongest god in countless planes and universes. 】

But I haven't noticed any difference so far.If he was really that strong, he would have beaten Manzhu to the ground and told him not to play prison play.

Cheng Jieyi sighed, and put the earrings back on. He was still used to such an ornament, which made him relive his free life in the past.

So how should he get out of here?

It's not okay to coax Manzhu, you can do whatever you want here, but you just can't leave, Manzhu insists on this point until there is no room for it.

He has no abilities and no props now, but it is not enough to use death to escape.

So with external force?

When Cheng Jieyi knew that he could not escape here, Pei Hui also appeared in his mind.

According to Pei Hui's personality, before the marks he left on Cheng Jieyi's body disappeared, no matter how far away he would definitely find him.

But it was strange, in the last world, Cheng Jieyi stayed in that plane for thousands of years (although it was fast forwarded), but Pei Hui never showed up.

Because it's too far away to catch up?

However, Pei Hui walked through the plane passage, ignoring the distance at all, so it was impossible for him to pass through.

So... the previous battle between Pei Hui and Di Shitian is not over yet?

This is really, really all the back roads are blocked.

Cheng Jieyi hugged the quilt and turned over, he tightened his fingers and made a decision.

The palace of this palace is huge, the gate is made of two white jade, and outside the gate is a manzhu sitting on the ground.

Manzhu didn't go in. When Cheng Jieyi said he was tired and wanted to rest, he brought Cheng Jieyi to the palace and wanted to follow in, but he was rejected.

【If you really follow me, I will... hate you. 】

Manzhu is not afraid of bleeding, pain, or death, but he is afraid of Cheng Jieyi's cold eyes.

Manzhu went out obediently, and guarded obediently, instead of "obediently" waiting for Cheng Jieyi to fall asleep before entering.

Anyway, as long as Cheng Jieyi didn't see it, it would be fine, right?

Manzhu raised the corner of her lips, but the next moment he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on his left eye with a "snap".In front of Cheng Jieyi, Manzhu always maintains a smile as if in a dream, that smile is sweet and holy, as if all the best things in the world are piled up there.

Now Manzhu suddenly had a gloomy face, bowed his head and stood up, stepped a little, and appeared outside the palace in an instant.

On that vast land, after the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood disappeared, only Manzhu was left standing there.

Manzhu put down his hand slowly, his eyes were originally beautiful blue, but the color of his left eye suddenly deepened a little, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

"Get out." Manzhu's voice was hoarse, and the ending made the spine chill, like a snake that could bite people at any time.

"No, unless you give him back."

Manzhu opened her mouth again, but the voice that escaped from that mouth was not like Manzhu's.The voice is more mellow and the pitch is slightly raised. Although it is equally beautiful, it sounds more soothing than Manzhu's.

Manzhu's face seemed to be divided into two, with a smile on the left and a killing intent on the right.

Manzhu tried to raise his left hand, but that hand was soon out of Manzhu's control.

"I advise you not to think about tearing off the eyeballs, so that I can't rely on them."

The "Manzhu" on the left raised his left hand to block the attacking right hand, and then tightly held the wrist of his right hand.

"Even if you split into countless corpses, I will continue to possess you."

Manzhu on the right threw back his right hand with a cold tone.

"Of course I know it's useless, but I... feel happy."

Even if it is only a part of possession, as long as it can be crushed, it is like crushing the part that sits high on the clouds.

"You are very happy there, you have the throne, power, divine power, everything, do you still want to steal my treasure?"

The "Manzhu" on the left lowered his eyelashes, his expression became a little dark.

"he's mine."

"Your what?" Manzhu on the right sneered, "Your toy, a puppet for you to realize your endless desire?"

"Manzhu" on the left let out a long sigh.

"My wish is always the same as yours. Why do you say these things on purpose? Distorting me won't bring you victory. You'd better..."

The "Manzhu" on the left suddenly stopped talking, and he found that he could no longer speak, and his control over this body suddenly weakened.

"I'm part of you who was cut off by you, how could I think the same?"

At some point, Manzhu's feet appeared with "blood" covering the instep.The blood is dirty in color, with black clots, and these clots carry a powerful negative curse, and are spreading upwards from the ground.

These curses come from the corpses of the Old Gods.

Curse the Manzhu who killed them, curse this land, curse all living beings, curse the stars all over the sky, curse all tangible and intangible things...

This curse is shaped like an endless desire to destroy, maybe it will not disappear until this world is annihilated.

"I knew you would come when I brought him back. Now, tell me, can you go out?"

Manzhu was deeply involved in the filth, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me me me me me me..."

Manzhu kept repeating, the light in his left eye flickered on and off, as if something was trying to get rid of it but couldn't.

Manzhu stretched out two slender fingers, and instantly opened the left eye socket, digging out the dark blue eyeball from inside.

"I'll tell you something quietly, the original alien god couldn't find this plane at all."

"But I opened the boundary wall, cut the blood on my body and threw it outside."

"Didn't those aliens who tasted the blood of the gods come one after another?"

"I kept killing until I found him. By the time I found him, I had killed a hundred thousand alien gods. Their blood soaked every piece of land here, and their breath polluted all the air here... "

"No matter how powerful a god comes here, it has already been mired in the mud from the very beginning. Unless it is like me, it is the embodiment of filth, or it is like him... neither can damage his body and soul."

Manzhu threw the eyeball that was shaking crazily at the beginning, but now it was no longer making a sound, into the black filth, then gently floated up, watching the eyeball being corroded and devoured by the black jelly.

"Only one-thousandth of the divine sense... Next time you come here in person, and I will kill you again!"

Manzhu's voice was soft and soft, as if he was afraid of waking up Cheng Jieyi who was sleeping peacefully in the hall.

But the killing intent in those words was not discounted by half.

As soon as Manzhu fell to the ground, his left eye was regenerated, and the body of the god can regenerate infinitely until the divine power is exhausted. For Manzhu, it is equal to no injury.

Manzhu returned to the temple. He cleaned his body, changed his clothes, and then drove all the way straight to Cheng Jieyi's side.

Cheng Jieyi had already fallen asleep, unlike before, no matter what he said, his brows were always slightly furrowed, as if he was very troubled.

He seems to understand something now, and now he can relax his brows and fall asleep comfortably.

Manzhu raised her hand to touch Cheng Jieyi's forehead, then reached out to probe his wrist.

Breathing, pulse, body temperature, everything is steady.

After Manzhu finished all this, she felt a little ridiculous.

Even if Cheng Jieyi had forgotten everything, he was still the most powerful god, and he would not be harmed by any tangible or intangible attacks.

Manzhu slowly lay beside Cheng Jieyi, raised his hand to hold Cheng Jieyi in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was also sleeping.

【I admit my weakness. 】

[I have made countless preparations. 】

[Waiting for your arrival, and the complete elimination of that "thief". 】

[If you want to go back to the god seat at that time, I will also send you up. 】

【Only this time, you can no longer look at the lower realm. 】

[Only me. 】

Below this plane, where countless corpses of ancient gods are buried deep in the ground, a dark blue eyeball is continuously absorbing the black colloidal filth in the ground.

In the supreme temple of all planes in King's Landing, the golden-haired deity covered his left eye, and the red blood slowly dripped down along the fingers, but this did not prevent the deity from still looking at it with a smile on his face. Nether.

"You are wrong about one thing. Even if I abandon you, it is still difficult to get rid of the filth on my body."

"I covet and obsess over the Creator, no matter how many universes I experience, I still...can't let go."

"Even though I'm already dirty, even if I'm hopeless, my beloved Creator..."

"I still beg you, just love me."