Chapter five hundred and ninetieth: the last copy
"Don't argue..."
"Tsk, you started to sag when you were only fourteen years old. How can you not lift it? Don't forget that we can talk nonsense here now because Sister Sasha is fighting fiercely with the Chaos God in a higher dimension! Do you see the blood moon in the sky? That is the incarnation of Sister Sasha."
"Your counterfeit behavior is really enough... Forget it. There is no value to discuss this topic again. Hussein, let's continue to tell your story."
Hussein said: "After Lao Wang Wu turned on the transformation instrument, he seemed to be in conflict. The subsequent exploration activities were very negative. Without his leadership, the team was struggling. The more fatal problem was that although many ancient heritages were found in the first few floors of the ruins, the practical value was not high. As the hope of further deepening became increasingly slim, the team began to gradually dissipate."
"At this time, the old guy seemed to have remorse and began to try to keep the team members and head deeper. I can't guess what he intended at that time. I just felt that the guy seemed to be a little broken. Seeing that the team had dispersed and he had already obtained what he wanted, he didn't continue to go deeper with him. But now that he thought about it, he probably regretted it after all. Starting the transformation instrument to destroy the world, although he could breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn't get what he really wanted."
In response, Wang Wu retorted very happily: "You imagined the old one-eyed person too soft. He probably just felt that it was really boring to make most people die in vain. That's why he added some variables to this game."
Hussein thought for a while: "What you mean by variables are yourself?"
"I am his only heir. If there is anyone in this world who can clean up his mess, who else can I do?" When Wang Wu said this, he didn't even look at Yin Shuang. Obviously, in his mind, no one in this world can truly be on par with him.
Yinshuang just shrugged slightly and refused to comment.
The old One-eyed and the Great Shaman dug out two ancient artificial humans in the deepest part. The Great Shaman takes the more perfect Silver Frost as the expectation of the rise of the North, but the old One-eyed regards Wang Wu as an apple to save the world and throws it on the board where he has put down his killing pieces. The missions they shoulder from the beginning were completely different from the same heavyweight class.
"After that exploration of the ruins, he and I haven't met again for twenty years. After that, I just heard that he seemed to have dug up some treasures in the ruins. Many people tried to take advantage of him, and did not take the world's number one seriously at all. After being ambushed by Kim Jong-yang, his strength continued to decline, and he began to lose his heart when dealing with those endless sluts. When he met him again, he could hardly recognize the spirit of Wang Wu, and he was just a drooling old man in front of him. But at that time I was completely uninterested at ridiculous, because I always felt that even when I was weak enough to dying, he still had the ability to kill the opponent in front of me."
"That encounter was in a small town near the swamp. I invited him to drink and chat. Perhaps because of childhood sweethearts, he made an exception and said a few more words to me. I still remember every word he said. He said that he is now covered in scars and cannot live long, and he even has no chance to see his beloved for the last time. However, he did not feel regretful, because even though he was so weak, he still had an absolute influence on the survival and rise and fall of the mainland in the future. I couldn't comment on this and could only laugh it off. He saw that I didn't believe it, and there was no need to explain it. He said that he had found a successor, and that person would become the new Wang Wu, with a powerful force over him. Therefore, what will happen in the future depends on what kind of education he gave to the child. I said at the time that he hoped to be a well-behaved and kind child, but he laughed and stopped talking."
Hussein said this and looked at Wang Wu deeply: "To this day, I have to believe in his foresight. Indeed, whether the destruction of the world may depend on his education to you back then... Wang Wu, everything I know has been told to you. What I will do next depends on you."
"Don't look at me, I'm having a headache now... Damn, it seems that I have to go to the ancient ruins to take a walk."
Hussein asked: "Ancient ruins?"
"Yes, you have to turn off the environmental transformation instrument first, right? Otherwise, even if God Gulu is eliminated, another god may appear. Moreover, as the only unknown place on the continent worth mentioning, there is no reason not to go on a trip before the final battle comes. But I don't know much about that ruin, so please let me lead the way."
Prince Hussein was shocked: "Hey, I only have a ghost left now, and I can't even stand the sunshine. I have said everything I can say. Don't make things difficult for me so much, right?"
"We must work hard to realize our surplus value, Mr. Hou."
Hussein begged: "For the sake of my friendship with Lao Wang on May Day..."
"You should help me as your heir, right?"
“…At least give me a few months of last comfortable days.”
"We will sleep after death. We can't afford to waste time."
"Do you want to be so cruel?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm on the road!"
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Hussein was unable to escape the tragic fate in the end.
As a ghost, he was banned by Wang Wu in an oil lamp and carried it with him, which not only could isolate most of the dangers, but also completely lost the possibility of escape.
After Hussein left, the Southern Swamp was completely reduced to a wasteland for Wang Wu and others. It was originally thought that this was the Chaos Church, which was the last stronghold behind the mainland's masterminds, but it was obvious that it could not bear this important task at all.
The real last maze is still in the ancient ruins, the birthplace of Wang Wu and Yinshuang.
The ancient ruins are hidden very deeply. The entrance is in the Bermuda Mist Forest of the Holy Empire. This forest is located at the overlap between the ancient ruins and the real plane. The conflicts of laws can be seen everywhere. Not only are there dense fragments of time and space, but there are also terrifying and weird creatures living in cracks in time and space. For most people, it is difficult to get close to this forest just like climbing to the sky.
The old one-eyed expedition team also suffered casualties after entering the forest.
"However, as long as you have a professional tour guide, the Bermuda Forest should be no problem?"
Standing directly in front of the forest, Wang Wu was full of ambitions.
A golden oil lamp on his waist trembled continuously: "Mr. Wang, please spare my life. I am really unprofessional..." (Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!