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Chapter 928

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"What a farce." Hill seemed very considerate as he gave Su Bai a change of clothes. Of course, he also knew that Su Bai was exhausted. It was definitely not an easy thing to fight with someone inside his body. At the very least, Hill, who had been watching the whole process, felt his stomach ache.

After taking a shower, Su Bai sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his hand. What happened at the last moment was not out of Su Bai's expectations. The broadcast pulled Sauron into the story world when he was about to refine his consciousness.

Perhaps the broadcast's previous method of dealing with the blood corpses was purely for fun. But now, the broadcast began to use its authority more and more unscrupulously, using its ability to interfere with the real world.

It no longer pursued fun, but instead pursued benefits. The change in the person in charge caused the broadcast's code of conduct to change. At this time, it made Su Bai miss the broadcast consciousness of the past. The broadcast consciousness that pursued stories. If it had continued to be in charge of the broadcast until now, he would still be able to do whatever he wanted without caring about the flood.

From this aspect, Young Master Zhao was much more adorable than Su Yuhang. Of course, it was also possible that Young Master Zhao was unwilling to face such a choice, so he gave the position to Su Yuhang and Liu Mengyu. It was just like when the Female Zhenren attacked the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, Emperor Huizong abdicated the throne to his son in order to prevent himself from becoming the ruler of a conquered country.

Therefore, Su Yuhang might have taken the blame for Young Master Zhao.

"I want to ask you, Su. Have you ever fantasized before?" Hill looked at Su Bai like a curious baby. "For example, the broadcast will not interfere with what you are about to do."

Su Bai shook his head.

Yes, Su Bai had never thought about it, nor did he harbor such fantasies. For those two, any fantasies were a luxury. They had once prepared to kill him, just like how they disposed of the waste materials in the laboratory, but in the end, they did not succeed.

At the end of the day, it was all thanks to the broadcast's protection that he was able to survive. Of course, now, they could not bear to kill him. After all, they still needed him to shed blood for them in the other world.

Sauron was defeated, and the broadcast's intervention was equivalent to putting the final nail in the coffin of this conflict. The listeners who stayed nearby also chose to leave. Of course, they once again changed their perception of Su Bai as the number one person after the big boss. Apart from the big boss, no one could suppress this crazy eastern youth.

After that, Su Bai and Hill returned to the small temple.

The biggest reason why the monk and Lord Zeng ended the purification project in the Yellow Springs in advance was to prepare for the next story world. This time, the broadcast attracted a lot of listeners, including Su Bai, the monk, Fatso, Lord Zeng, and Hill. Su Bai looked at the name list carefully and realized that most of them were familiar with him. Even if he was not familiar with them, he did not have any conflicts with them.

According to the monk's speculation, since the broadcast chose to use this story world to train their troops in advance, they tried their best to gather the listeners who had a good relationship with each other. After all, in order to deal with the Qin army's battle formation, the listeners might not have to be extremely close to each other, but at least they had to learn how to cooperate. The broadcast also learned a lesson from the previous batch of listeners who were defeated.

Since the monk and Lord Zeng had not finished using the Yellow Springs, Su Bai was not in a hurry to try to prove his Dao. He felt that the time was not ripe yet. After all, not everyone could be like Boss Liang, who broke a tombstone and immediately found another one. Without complete confidence, it was best not to try blindly.

As for Fatso, he did not intend to touch the tombstone source in the Eastern Land of Proving Dao after his recent advancement. Therefore, for the past few days, everyone basically stayed in the small temple to adjust their state of mind.

Until …

The one-week period of advance notice was up …

Several beams of white light shrouded them directly.

In the small temple, except for Xun Er, everyone else was transported into the story world …



"I lost."

Sauron only felt his consciousness blur, and then found himself standing on a desolate, barren mountain. In the sky, there were huge demon beasts swooping down from time to time, but Sauron was completely indifferent.

This was the story world.

It was the broadcast that pulled him into the story world. In fact, there was no need for the official confirmation of the broadcast. He could clearly know that at that moment, when the terrible smelting power suddenly appeared in Su Bai's body, he actually had no chance.

It was the broadcast that extended his life and forcefully pulled him to the side.

If the last time he was punched by Su Bai in Shijiazhuang was an accident, then this time, he had no excuses or reasons.

Sitting under a big tree, Sauron's eyes began to lose focus. Originally, he wanted to step on Su Bai and gain the opportunity to prove his Dao with great confidence. However, he lost. He lost without any temper, which made him a little depressed.

He did not think about what kind of story world this was, nor did he care about the black clouds that occasionally appeared in the sky and the tyrannical existences that fell from it. He was like a bystander.

He was lying here …

No one noticed him …

No one noticed him either …

However, this barren mountain seemed to have been cursed. It might have been a forbidden area.

Sauron's body was slowly decaying. His body was comparable to Su Bai's to a certain extent, but he could not resist this kind of corrosion. Traces of rust began to appear on his skin, and even cracks appeared on his face.

There was nothing sadder than a dead heart, and the interruption of the path of proving his Dao also made Sauron feel a little depressed. He just watched himself fall step by step as if he did not feel anything.

He did not even care about what the mission in this story world was.

Gradually, after an unknown period of time, the strong corrosion and Sauron's own lack of resistance and depression caused Sauron's body to slowly turn into a pile of scrap iron.

Sauron's body had already collapsed, and the chip that was used to calculate all kinds of data had also stopped working. He did not need to think too much about things. If he only used it to experience the feeling of helplessness and hesitation, it was enough to use his most primitive emotions.

The curse was still fermenting …

Rays of blue light floated out from Sauron's old body and condensed into a blurry human figure.

Looking back …

He saw his own decaying body, which made him a little strange because he could not believe that the mechanical body that he was proud of, which represented the mechanical civilization and the carrier of the mechanical life terminal, would also fall into such a miserable situation.

This fire seed was the last source of Sauron's consciousness. He, who was about to completely dissipate, actually had a kind of enlightenment at this time.

The originally light blue fire began to boil and burn at this time:

"I understand … Mechanical life represents a kind of extreme, represents a kind of order, is a kind of beauty that originates from machinery but transcends machinery.

I have been unable to prove my Dao, not because of other factors, but because my vision has always been too narrow.

I only value my shell, but I have forgotten the most essential thing.

The Way of Heaven that the Easterners talk about, the law in Western culture, is a new order formed when power and life level reach an extreme point. This is also the final destination of mechanical life. It is even possible that it can evolve into an ideological life similar to the broadcasting system. "

Sauron's fire seed burned more and more vigorously, and a special kind of energy fluctuation was revealed from his fire seed. He kept talking to himself, describing his own understanding. His life level was also undergoing a transformation, and he was touching another threshold.

That was,

He was about to prove his Dao.

His body was decaying, and only the source of the fire seed was left, which made him very weak. However, Sauron did not care. As long as he succeeded in proving his Dao, all of this would not be a problem.

He was very weak, but it was precisely because of his weakness and because of his low point that he could see things that he could not see before.

The source of the fire seed began to change into various colors, like the alternating light of a mechanical command input.

"Thank you, great broadcasting. This must be your arrangement. You placed me in this story world and let me realize the true meaning.

Today …

I will prove my Dao with order! "

Sauron was now only filled with gratitude towards the broadcasting system. Although he knew that the broadcasting system was biased before and using this method to let him understand, it was just to let him become a big shot and help him fight in another world. However, this was enough for a person who had just been defeated and depressed.

At this moment …

It was equivalent to being reborn.

So he was grateful for the broadcasting system.

He praised the broadcasting system.

It was similar to the most severe Stockholm Syndrome.

The weak tinder was carrying the hope of the transformation of life. It was so beautiful, yet so fragile, yet so beautiful at the same time.

"After proving my Dao, I will become your most loyal servant. I will become the carrier of your will, carrying on your glory and sweeping away all the thorns for you!"

Sauron's praise continued.

Dao …

Transformation …

It was right in front of him!



The white light dissipated, and Su Bai found himself standing in a wild area, surrounded by withered grass and rotting animal corpses. There was the smell of curses everywhere.

If he was not mistaken, this should be the restoration of the ancient battlefield of the Qin army.

After seeing the scene of hell being destroyed, the scene in front of him did not seem so surprising.

The only thing that puzzled Su Bai was that the broadcasting system arranged for this group of listeners he knew to let him and the others familiarize themselves with each other and master the experience of facing the Qin army.

But why was there no trace of Fatso and the others around him?

Was he the only one who was teleported to a certain place in this story world?

This did not fit the description of this story world in the mission announcement.

Just when Su Bai was puzzled,

On the top of the mountain in front of him, a blue circle of light rose, and then, a strange aura was brewing and fermenting.

This was …

The aura of a Dao Vindicator!

Someone was about to prove his Dao!

Moreover, it was so close to him that it was almost touching his face. At the same time, the soul consciousness that did not have a physical body as a carrier was so fragile, like a delicate flower bud. It was so fragrant, but it could be so easily plucked and ravaged.

When Su Bai sensed the aura of the owner of the voice,

He was not in a hurry to make a move.

Instead, he raised his head slightly.

He looked at the dim sky.

He mocked himself.

"What kind of game is this? He was afraid that I would have indigestion if I swallowed it raw, so he deliberately took it and waited for the fruit to ripen before peeling it and sending the tender flesh to my mouth?

This fatherly love …

"It really caught me off guard."

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