MM Racing Chapter 686: Sacrifice, Overlap, and Ephemeral Shadows
Chapter 686: Sacrifice, Overlap, and Ephemeral Shadows
Chapter 686: Sacrifice, Overlap... and the Ephemeral Shadow
A weight was activated.
A ceremony was begun.
The moment the plane crashed, all the ground it touched turned into nothingness.
The passengers are about to battle the power of the curse, facing an opponent so powerful that it is equal to the entirety of the hatred in the universe.
This is the curse.
This is the cosmic resentment.
The hatred of the universe, the endless darkness. It was created in thousands of forms. Even if the original body was still Kawamata Kayako, a woman who died with hatred. But it only took a moment for Kayako's insignificant personality to be submerged by the dark tide, and the powerful dead who had been silent for countless years, who had never even been born, and whose origins had been tampered with, also floated up one by one from the depths of the pure dark sea.
The Silver Snake did not pay attention to this place - this place was originally chosen by Jiang Yu, and it was located somewhere outside the range of its key surveillance area.
The Great Lord knew and watched everything here, but he did not take any action.
Because the alien is supposed to be a curse in the future, and the size of the curse is not within a limited scope.
Jiang Yu's toes touched the ground, and the nothingness in front of him turned into a modern city in the late 20th century, which was the background of the original work of Ju-Gong. Countless ordinary and mediocre office workers were busy on this land, like puppets on strings, lifeless, and living a life where one day was equal to another.
They are not people - they are just the embodiment of the curse. This city is the curse that is attached to nothingness, and this is the cursed city where all those who enter will die.
There are many cursed cities, and their number is endless in the void.
And the number of all the reincarnation teams that have set foot in this cursed city is exactly equal to the total number of the cursed city.
Because there are many reincarnation teams. The Lord God has operated for countless times, and in each session, at least one team survived to the end as the birth of a quasi-saint. In the current order where the character is absolutely perfect and the strongest is only at the high stage of the fourth stage, individuals with the potential to become quasi-saints are naturally at the top of this world.
Jiang Yu didn't remember them—Jiang Yu had never even come into contact with them. However, when Jiang Yu's body built the Tower of Babel in the void, seized the authority of the Lord God and issued his mission, this fate was reshaped under his will, and immediately played the role they should have at the beginning.
They are alternatives.
They are the heirs.
And when they appear, those things that are ancient enough are born again from nothingness.
Jiang Yu took a step forward.
The puppets in the town all turned their heads towards him and his team, and the next moment, all of them revealed their pure black eyes, even the whites of their eyes were stained. Their skin was pale and their faces were terrifying. They made strange screams and rushed towards the Zhongzhou team where Jiang Yu was.
They are powerful and have adequate specifications.
The fourth level is the basic standard, and the powerful ones among them can even use one or two ghostly but magnificent magical powers. They are all the embodiment of the curse and the incarnation of the curse. Their total amount is endless, and they will not relax or stop at all.
They attacked the reincarnations of the Zhongzhou team.
The members of the Zhongzhou team immediately fought them with the power they possessed. Violent flames, holy light, decay, telekinesis - there was no need to elaborate on the specific manifestations, because under Jiang Yu's watchful eyes, they would surely succeed.
Because the curse was focusing on him.
Under the protection of his companions, he gradually walked into the depths of the city, the source of the curse, and the old house of Kawamata Kayako appeared clearly in front of him. Several obstacles blocking the road were killed by Zheng Zha, who was guarding him, and he walked into the depths of the old house.
He saw her, the prototype of the curse whose personality was completely destroyed the moment the curse was formed.
He saw her. Even though her personality had been destroyed, her cold and beautiful appearance still appeared in Jiang Yu's eyes.
So he stepped forward and held out his hand.
The pale woman rushed towards him, dragging him into death - but he died in an instant and then crossed over death and returned. His outstretched hand had already pierced the woman's chest.
The curse found its target - the individual who boasted to protect all the victims, and stepped into the eyes of all the individuals who died in this universal disaster.
They saw him, and he saw the black tide.
They rushed towards him, bringing with them countless curses and pain.
[Didn't you say you would save everyone?] [Why didn't you do it?] [It hurts... why?] [Why do we have to suffer here in vain...] [You gave us hope...] [You only brought us a curse!]
They resented him, and they showed a thousand different faces. Their hatred was not originally directed at their protector, who was not the real culprit. However, it was Jiang Yu himself who took the initiative to call for this curse.
Darkness arrived here.
The darkness submerged Jiang Yu's body into the abyss.
The companions of the Zhongzhou team guarded outside Kayako's hut, fighting the endless pale figures. Their strength and realm gradually increased in this endless battle, and the same thing happened in the depths of every cursed city.
This was what Jiang Yu wanted - he wanted all the reincarnations, all the individuals who had the potential to reach the Sainthood and enter the Real Sainthood to absorb the resources and make progress in this land that the snakes did not notice. Just like in the past, he fought with countless Lord God clones under the Lord God's attention and reached the high-level Sainthood. Now he wanted to use this endless resources to replicate his past achievements.
He believed that there must be many people with great potential among them - they were able to reach the level of a Saint in the past, and now they should be able to go one step further. There might be some people who could reach the level of a True Saint, and people with great luck like Zheng Zha might not be unable to succeed in reaching the level of an Emperor.
And beyond that...
"And myself." Jiang Yu clenched his fists.
The pure black curse rolled around him, and even now, he was still within the order of the Great Heavenly Venerable - all his parameters were still maintained at the level of ordinary people. Once exceeded, he would still have to fight directly with the Great Heavenly Venerable.
but……
The dark waves fell towards him, and every wave was shattered by his fists, feet, fingers and palms. The source of martial arts is practice makes perfect, and with every moment that passed, his own strength realm was moving towards a higher realm.
Returning to the original state was a realm that could be easily broken through. Refining the truth was also a matter of seconds. More black tides surged towards him, using this huge ritual to push him towards the realm of the ultimate manifestation of holiness.
Go forward, keep going forward. No need to stop for even a second.
More power gradually emerged from the tide, presenting endless moves. All the martial arts skills that had appeared in the past and present, all the martial arts that had never appeared, all the martial arts that existed in possibility, all the unique martial arts or those widely spread among the public, were also gathered around Jiang Yu along the carrier of the curse.
He had already found his own martial arts. He would soon be able to project his power into the realm of supreme saintliness. Once that happened, he would be able to fight even the strongest beings at the inner universe level.
then……
"and then?"
A voice appeared in the ocean of curses, and the boiling waves stopped briefly in silence. Jiang Yu raised his eyes slightly, and saw a strange man appear at the end of his sight. The man was solemn and dignified, but he felt like a familiar old friend to him.
Jiang Yu glanced at the reincarnation watch on his hand. He already knew the identity of the man in front of him.
"Xi." Jiang Yu looked at him, at the source of this main god. "Or should I call you Fuxi?"
"You were resurrected by my ritual?"
"I was resurrected by your ritual." The man he called Fuxi nodded. "Because I died in your hands."
Fuxi died at the hands of the Great Celestial Lord. He gave up resurrection in the past and transformed himself into the essence of the Lord God. Then, at the end of the First Era, he was destroyed again at the hands of the Great Celestial Lord.
"I am not the Great Lord."
"You were."
"So?" Jiang Yu raised his eyes slightly.
"There are loopholes in your plan. Even if you achieve the Supreme Manifestation of Sainthood, it is not a path that is strong enough." Jiang Yu's interlocutor explained. "I know you have broad horizons, but even you don't know your true opponent."
Jiang Yu's eyes fell towards the countless cursed cities. Many of the reincarnations in the cursed cities have already reached the realm of the Holy Saint. And there are also many who are gradually touching the high-level Holy Saint.
"Using order to unite all the reincarnations, you have created tens of thousands of high-level saints and stronger ones, and integrated their power into your hands, which simply improves the precision of operation. You have used the skills of the Supreme Manifestation of Saints to control the power equivalent to that of multiple Saint Emperors, or even close to the ultimate power of the inner universe, to launch a crusade against the Devourer of the Universe... I have to say that the plan you made is far more perfect than ours. You have not even missed out on any of the resources that we were unable to use."
Fuxi clapped his hands gently, and something that looked like a tortoise shell appeared in his hands.
"As a loser, I have no right to comment. But... do you want to see what kind of results your plan will achieve when it is implemented?"
"No." Jiang Yu shook his head. "As long as the possibility is deduced, it will be known. Any speculation made by those who are beyond common sense is destined to have only one wrong result. There is only one chance to act and this time must succeed. And when the plan is implemented this time, I believe that my plan will not have any fallacies."
You can't calculate. If you calculate, you will definitely make a mistake. If you calculate, it will definitely be known. No matter how sophisticated the disguise is, it will still be easily seen through by the giant snake that devours the universe.
The tortoise shell on Fuxi's palm also disintegrated into a ball of mist in an instant.
"We paid a great price to obtain this information. Did you know that there are more than five emperors in the human race, and that the ancient who was defeated in the past actually reached the inner universe?"
"I don't know." Jiang Yu shook his head slightly, then nodded. "But I can guess. Time and cause and effect have changed countless times, and your original guardians were originally able to obtain certain results."
"You know more than you show, the outer world." Fuxi smiled with satisfaction. "So, you also admit that if we fail once, we will fail every time. As long as we fail to achieve a decisive victory at the beginning, then we are doomed to lose forever. And you are the last chance. If you fail, then this universe will never have a chance to be free again."
"I am not the last chance." Jiang Yu raised his head, and his eyes met his own body again in the void. "Even if I am discovered, even if I fail this time. I can still make a comeback at the earliest after four million epochs. And even if I delay in the end, the time point when everything is decided will still be after countless epochs."
"Then why don't you wait until four million epochs?"
Jiang Yu was stunned. He couldn't quite understand what the person in front of him was saying.
"What did you say?"
"We had achieved something before the great defeat." Fuxi stretched out his hand, and a miniature universe appeared in his palm. "Everything within the multiplicity, even if added together, is not enough to fight against the outsiders who feed on the multiplicity. However, this does not mean that we have no way to increase the total amount within the multiplicity."
A ray of light flickers in the model of the universe.
“The light of the soul is something that defies entropy. Its birth is the process of reaching infinity from finite, and as long as it accumulates in sufficient numbers, it can reach the level of quantitative change.”
Fuxi gave his proposal.
"Push it on," he said. "Push it on for four million epochs, a number greater than four million but less than infinity. Let the universe be destroyed, let the universe be born. Let all the new spiritual lights become the curse of your current ritual. Until the finite reaches the infinite, until even you yourself do not know whether the ritual can control it - you should be very clear that as long as you are still in order, you can only be equal to the Great Lord at most. And if the ritual is controllable, then you will never be able to win against your opponent."
"I can't do it." Jiang Yu frowned. "Quantitative change will lead to qualitative change. Once the power accumulated in the multiverse exceeds the safety limit, it will immediately attract the attention of the other party. The current three eras are already the maximum value after my calculation. Going beyond that, the order of the Great Heavenly Venerable and my order will no longer be able to cover up the endless curse!"
"It's a problem." Fuxi nodded. "But as long as we can ensure that before the threshold of each era is reached, the era itself will come to an end. The excess power accumulated can naturally be transferred to where it should be with the change of eras."
He followed Jiang Yu's line of sight and looked into the void. Jiang Yu's body was in the void. Jiang Yu did not exist, so he was not noticed. And he certainly could not digest the food in the void. But he could hide the food around himself.
This is resonance, the art of uniting all things. And here is where it is best used.
"...How to ensure that?" He already knew the result.
So Fuxi smiled with emotion.
"Only the dead can keep secrets. This is your understanding, and it is also his understanding. And under his rules, as long as an emperor is born, everything should be wiped out. Just like the first era in the past, the era of the universe will come to an end ahead of time."
"Go on with your plan, visitor. We old immortals have been resurrected by you. So, we should die again to perfect your plan."
Time flows infinitely at this moment.
Jiang Yu's ritual progressed to a sufficient degree during this infinite time.
Before the threshold that could be calculated was reached, someone forcibly broke through the order established by the Great Celestial Venerable and took the status of Saint and Emperor into their own hands.
At the end of the Fourth Era, Fuxi was resurrected and ascended to heaven to become the emperor.
Everything was destroyed, and those who were reborn were wiped out. And everything was regressed to the same state as at the beginning of the Fourth Era.
No increase, no decrease. Except for the fact that there is no Fuxi who can become an emperor in this world, everything is exactly the same as in the Fourth Era.
The fight between the snake and the Great Celestial Lord continued. The individual named Jiang Yu once again walked out of the campus, summoned his companions, and set up an invisible order of protection. He concluded the ritual called the Curse and threw all the reincarnations into it.
Thus, at the end of the Fifth Era, Hou Tu was resurrected and ascended to heaven to become the emperor.
The Sixth Era has begun. The individual who ascended to heaven this time was not among the Five Emperors of Humanity. Among the Ten Thousand Races, there was also Yan Xiu. Before being erased, the deceased created a throne that could be reused. Anyone who was aware of the situation could touch it.
Seventh Age.
The seven hundredth era.
The seventh millionth era.
It will still take countless epochs for the universe-devourer to determine the winner.
The finite is gradually touching the infinite. The controllable is gradually tending towards being out of control.
(End of this chapter)