—My daily life is not something so fragile that it needs a miracle to save it!
Ling Xingye tried his best to unfold his pot in the world - "unchanged daily life".
In the interlacing of light and shadow, a city rises from the ground.
A concrete product that has carried out Ling Xingye's will and awareness, under his extreme explosion, even the fire on the right cannot stop it.
—My uncle wants to save the world, what does it have to do with you? As a mortal, you cannot prevent the destruction of the world, nor can you refuse my salvation!
Right Fire is equally determined.
"What arrogance!" Ling Xingye sighed, "However, your arrogance has no effect on me."
Since the last Angel War, Ling Xingye has been thinking about the effect of his "unchanged daily life".
On the surface, this is a city that can constantly repair itself. Apart from the thousands of automatic puppets living in the city, there is no other setting that can be used as a "combat force".
Then there is the basic function that every "domain" has-repelling forces that the domain master does not recognize.
To be honest, this level of domain ability is really a bit tasteless - the only tactic that can be used is the tactic of exhausting the enemy with a sea of people.
However, for the enemies Ling Xingye is facing now, those automatic puppets can only be regarded as cannon fodder, not even qualified for auxiliary battles.
This is especially true when facing the archangel Gabriel, the "unchanged daily life" hardly played any role, and it was all saved by Feng Zhan Binghua who was staying here.
This caused Ling Xingye to be confused for a while, not knowing what was the meaning of the pot in the world that he was trying to consume the blood of silver at the cost of falling into a coma.
When he was asleep just now, Ling Xingye didn't stop thinking.
Ling Xingye's "The Realm in the Pot" is a reference, or it can be said to be the product of "plundering" from the "Fangcunshan-Magic Theater" of Baoliang.
Baibian Baoliang is essentially a magician, so his "Magic Theater" is a stage for him to perform magic. As for the various abilities used in combat, they are incidental functions.
Similarly, Ling Xingye asked himself, he is also a stage performer, the difference is that he is performing a silk puppet show. So his "Juzhongjie" has become a "puppet theater".
In the final analysis, what Ling Xingye really wanted was a grand stage for performances.
Fighting or something was not within Ling Xingye's consideration from the very beginning.
Afterwards, inheriting the "inheritance" of Variety Baoliang, Ling Xingye learned that there were actually two changes in his domain. The "magic theater" is just a superficial appearance. If Baoliang is really serious and fully develops Fangcunshan, it will be - "Life is like a play".
It directly reproduces a certain city that exists in the real world, and even the residents inside are real humans and automatic puppets. But these residents didn't realize it at all, they just lived smoothly and orderly according to the "normal" rhythm, and they didn't even realize that they actually belonged to two different "species".
This is the bad taste of Baoliang, and it is also a very serious "social experiment". It's his drama. Everyone in the city, the so-called "life" is under his control.
—That is the so-called "life is like a play".
This is a "box world" made by Baoliang to observe and verify the "box theory".
The experiment failed in the end, and the people in the "box" failed to realize the existence of the "box" in the end, and eventually they were destroyed in endless internal friction.
Baoliang was depressed and desperate because of this, and finally chose to "kill himself" with the help of Ling Xingye...
Ling Xingye, who was inspired, immediately realized his "two-stage development"-"unchanged daily life".
But it also has another name - "drama is like life".
It is also a city, but it is a non-existent city built by Ling Xingye based on Academy City. There are no people in the city, only some automatic puppets "inherited" from Baoliang Nao act as residents.
It's as if... no, someone has arranged everything behind the scenes. Let him follow the written script unconsciously.
Under this desperate "truth", Ling Xingye's resistance is this "unchanged daily life".
—Even though this is a long-established script, it is still my life.
—I will guard my own life, only I can save myself!
Ling Xingye chooses to thoroughly carry out her own will, grasp the "present moment", and avoid extraneous thoughts.
—Even if this is a drama with a definite ending, I will personally go to the end. Those lofty "gods" should also be careful of the future where the characters in the play smash the stage and act without authorization!
Therefore, Ling Xingye does not believe in "miracles", and his field does not accept "power of miracles".
The Fire of the Right, and his "Holy Right", have the power to destroy or save the world—this is the greatest miracle!
When the image of the city gradually condenses and is about to become reality, the fire on the right suddenly finds that his right hand is weakening.
Not only his own magical power, but even the "Holy Right" was also suppressed.
At first, I thought this was just the opponent's last show of strength, but now it seems that it may be my real nemesis!
"Am I really too arrogant?" You Fangzhihuo reflected silently, and suddenly felt a little regret in his heart-if he had just let him go, the best choice would be for everyone to stay in the same place.
But the concretization of the city suddenly got stuck at the last point, just short of that last step to fully unfold the "unchanged daily life".
But Ling Xingye's complexion was pale—the blood of Baiyin was exhausted! Fall short!
At this moment, Ling Qianji's sigh suddenly sounded from the side.
Then, I saw a small ball of silver blood flying out of the clown's mouth. The moment it touched the air, it quickly evaporated and burned into a silvery white flame with a bang.
With the help of this bit of silver blood, the "unchanged daily life" finally unfolded smoothly.
Although it only lasted for a short one-thousandth of a second, at that moment, Ling Xingye's wrist knife tied to his arm cut a sharp and shining arc.
A cold light flashed, and before Zhihuo on the right came back to his senses, his right arm was broken at the shoulder!
Not only the normal right hand, but also the "sacred right" - at the same time as the "unchanged daily life" was unfolding, due to being suppressed, the "sacred right" was forced to retreat into his body, and the flames of the right two Only the right hand is combined into one.
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The domain that lasted only one-thousandth of a second collapsed and disappeared from the spot.
After the dust settled, Huo on the Right leaned against a wall, his face pale.
The broken arm fell to his feet, and a lot of blood spurted out from the wound on his right shoulder.
And Ling Xingye's condition was not much better - his hands were broken, and a big hole was opened on the right side of his abdomen, as if half of his body had been dug out. Also bleeding all over the floor.
At first glance, it seemed that Ling Xingye's injury was more serious.
"Impossible..." The fire on the right looked at the right arm at his feet, his expression wavering.
"I said, in my world, there are no miracles!" Ling Xingye smiled triumphantly, then fell backwards.
"Stupid," Youfang Zhihuo also sat down slowly against the wall, looking up at the sky, "It is a miracle to achieve the impossible!"
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