Chapter 262 Killing the God of Destiny

Time remaining, eleven seconds.

The end of the Senluo Labyrinth, under the ninety-nine steps.

Sima Yi only felt that he seemed to be in an absolutely still world.

Only thoughts were not stopped by time.

And everything around was wrapped in dark blue energy.

Philosopher.

Sima Yi thought of this mysterious old calendar profession.

But it seemed different.

"Maybe I was taken special care of, otherwise, I couldn't feel the time stop."

Because thinking also takes time, and feeling also takes time.

"Damn, what is Qin Ze doing now?"

"Why did this great opportunity fall on him?"

"Is it because of Nuwa?"

Although he was in the Senluo Labyrinth, not far away was the seventh god, but Sima Yi was not panicked at all at this moment.

That sense of fear was completely gone.

He only thought of one thing now-what was Qin Ze doing?

Obviously, in his consciousness, more than a minute had passed.

This means that the guy summoned by the mask used some kind of time-related ability.

And they didn't use this ability to kill the God of Value...

Sima Yi naturally thought of it - it might not take time for the other party to kill the God of Value.

What level of existence is this?

Jealousy made Sima Yi's heart crawl like 100,000 ants.

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Real world, unknown sea.

When Qin Ze's figure appeared on the deck of the huge ocean liner, he frowned slightly.

[Is this... the real world? ]

"Yes, there is a very important person here, but it seems that he is hiding."

Qin Ze said to himself.

This made Edward Kenway, who was holding the lamp, a little confused.

"Who are you?"

The ancestor of the old calendar just glanced at Edward Kenway's lamp.

The soul-gathering lamp went out instantly.

Edward Kenway was shocked and wanted to do something, but he unexpectedly found that...

This idea seemed to be some kind of huge offense.

"A guy with a keen sense of smell. Hiding. Qin Ze, there is really not much I can do for you. You have already triggered many opportunities with your own abilities or with your friends and lovers."

"You have friends who are worthy of envy, and you also have a good partner. But correspondingly, the disaster you have to face is also very strong."

Edward Kenway still heard the word Qin Ze.

But the next second, the hand of the ancestor of the old calendar fell on Edward Kenway's forehead.

It felt like an immortal touching my head.

"The lantern man will help you at the critical moment."

The soul-gathering lamp lit up again.

Edward Kenway's eyes were no longer alert.

Qin Ze had no idea what the ancestor of the old calendar was doing.

He also didn't know what was on this ship, and what the hidden existence was.

Qin Ze felt that he should talk to the ancestor of the old calendar.

[Are we considered... back to the real world? ]

"Yes. We don't have much time left. The last thing I can do is actually to kill the gods."

The ancestor of the old calendar stood with his hands behind his back, walked on the deck, and felt the sea breeze.

Edward Kenway waited respectfully like a servant.

Qin Ze felt that his current body could do anything.

Unfortunately, men's regrets are always short-lived.

At this time, the two of them had already had some meaning of separation.

"There are many treasures in the old calendar era, some of which can indeed change the situation on the chessboard."

"But it's not the key."

"Qin Ze, you still have a lot to do. The era of the pioneers has passed. The old calendar is above everything. Remember this sentence..."

"Go for what is appropriate and violate what is taboo. This is the rule I set with the ancestor of the old calendar."

[Why do we need to formulate such a rule? Is there a possibility that the daily refreshed taboos can be manipulated? ]

Qin Ze has always wanted to know the answer to this question.

"No, different professions and different choices will lead to different directions. Neither I nor the God of Corruption can interfere."

"The Old Calendar's preferences and taboos will eventually select many participants in the Old Calendar War."

"It is actually you who affects whether you get everything right, or everything wrong, or any specific behavior."

"Of course, there is will in this world, but that is not my will... I am the weaker party."

"And the participants selected by the calendar in the end... some are willing to help the God of Corruption, and some may be willing to help me."

[In other words, you are now... competing with that god? ]

"I check and balance it. The God of Value and the God of Corruption are both its forces. Some of them are the gods in the Pantheon of the last era. It's just that the dynasty has changed and the name has changed."

"For example, the God of Confusion and Confusion you are about to kill. Now, its name is the Seventh God of Value Labyrinth Lord."

Qin Ze understood a little. Indeed, everything is as the ancestor of the Old Calendar said. It is really meaningless to entangle with history now.

The war between the Old Calendar Ancestors, the victory or defeat of the Second Old Calendar War, is the key.

The first Old Calendar Ancestor, as the vessel of the God of Corruption, has now become the God of Corruption.

Its pawns include the corrupted Old Calendar world, the fallen God of Value, and the God of Value.

They will continue to compress the living space belonging to the Old Calendar people.

Using weird rules and the gods' whispers, they turn the Old Calendar people into Old Calendar creatures.

And the second ancestor of the old calendar is the one he summoned——

Then, together with other rulers of the old calendar, they established a relatively weak side on the chessboard.

The masters of the old calendar turned their will into the treasures of the old calendar and left them elsewhere.

Now it seems that these treasures are not the most critical.

They are only in the initial stage and will bring some help.

To get into the middle of a real chess game, you may have to follow the team leader's footsteps and pursue the appropriate and avoid the taboo in a down-to-earth manner.

What the Old Ancestor No. 2 did was to create a world, which is the so-called real world, replicating the human world before the catastrophe.

What he was betting on was that the descendants of mankind would emerge from the chessboard and enter the stage of chess players.

That is, the new partners in the second Old Calendar War.

This is indeed the case, and the ancestor of the old calendar is obviously in a good mood.

When he discovered that what he wanted to do didn’t actually require him to do it himself——

He could clearly feel that the world was not getting worse from generation to generation.

So, the third to last thing he did was to go to the deck of this huge cruise ship to leave an "escape exit" for the future catastrophe.

Now, he has done this.

"Among the gods, the weakest is the seventh god. Once the maze is broken through, it will become nothing."

"To break through the maze, you relied on a lot of external forces, such as the mechanical tribe."

“But it’s also a skill to be able to borrow external forces.”

"I will kill the seventh god, but I can only do so much."

"The sixth-level gods to the second-level gods are all extremely troublesome characters. Next, you have to expel them one by one."

Qin Zeyou noticed that the ancestor of the old calendar deliberately did not mention the first god.

[Where is the first god? 】

"The Eternal King is an existence that is obviously higher than other gods. If the Eternal King does not die, there will be new second-level to seventh-level gods."

"It's just a matter of time. When you are qualified to challenge the Eternal Lord... maybe the Old Calendar War will have already begun."

Having said this, the ancestor of the old calendar paused briefly and said with a smile:

"I'm looking forward to that day coming, fellow travelers, don't make me wait too long."

Although many partners have died, although many bonds have completely become history...

Although he seemed to have lost everything, he still decided to move forward. When facing the God of Corruption, he chose to devote a large part of his power to create a world where humans can survive.

Qin Ze suddenly felt that this guy was actually very lonely.

He was a true pioneer, getting to the front and losing almost everything there was to lose along the way.

In the end, he chose to be at the front, waiting for those who came after him.

But will there really be latecomers? Even he himself said that the Old Calendar will screen out those who will participate in the next Old Calendar War, but among those people, some are willing to help the God of Corruption, while those who are willing to help the Old Calendar Ancestor may only appear.

This ancestor of the old calendar actually had a pessimistic attitude, right?

When the battle really started and he found that there was no one around him... how lonely it must be.

Perhaps it was because of absolute loneliness that I felt so happy after meeting Qin Ze and discovering that Qin Ze had accomplished something.

"I still have two things to do, but the next thing has nothing to do with you. Please allow me... to be willful for once."

【I'm ready to travel. 】

The masked man snapped his fingers again and disappeared from the deck.

The man holding the lantern seemed to have had a dream. When he woke up from the dream, his face was full of confusion.

Soon after, he held a lantern and walked towards the inside of the ship. It's like going deep into hell to meet the devil in hell.

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Linxiang City.

The penultimate stop on the journey was a place familiar to Qin Ze.

In the Youke New City community, Qin Ze, wearing a mask, suddenly appeared downstairs at his home.

He didn't know what time it was, but Aunt Wang and Uncle Zhou had already returned from the Old Calendar Prison.

And judging from the game content played by Aunt Wang, it should be Elden's Ring DLC ​​Golden Tree Shadow. Obviously, this is not the current time point.

Suddenly there was an extra person in the room, which startled the second elder.

"Xiao Qin, is that you? Why are you wearing a mask? Oh, that's right..."

What surprised Qin Ze was that although the two elders were startled, they quickly accepted the reality of Qin Ze's arrival.

And he seemed to understand the reason why Qin Ze wore a mask.

This made Qin Ze puzzled.

"Hey, poor kid, don't worry, I don't believe what others say!"

"People from the company come to my place every three days, but I always drive them away!"

"Have you eaten anything? I asked Lao Zhou to give you a bowl of noodles?"

Aunt Wang kept nagging. For some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of intimacy when she saw Qin Ze.

It was there before, but now it's stronger.

She couldn't describe this feeling, but she just wanted to hug Qin Ze.

These days, Xiao Qin's reputation is not very good, and she doesn't know what happened.

Qin Ze was even more confused.

[Why does Aunt Wang’s words...not sound right? What happened to me in the future? 】

"It's just a necessary part, a small problem. Don't worry about it."

The ancestor of the old calendar suddenly spoke, not only to explain to Qin Ze, but also to Aunt Wang.

Although there are many people in this world... they are created by themselves.

But the ancestor of the old calendar never thought that these people were "NPCs".

He said that there are no NPCs in this world.

In the last ten seconds, he left the time to himself.

For the sake of seeing his parents.

"I want to hug you."

"That's good, child! You must have suffered a lot of grievances these days."

"Yes, I walked a long way and I'm a little tired, but I still want to see you."

Qin Ze's body hugged Aunt Wang. At this moment, Qin Ze suddenly thought of something.

It turned out that this was the anchor point of the ancestor of the old calendar...

During the Dragon Boat Festival, Qin Ze experienced a duel with the God of Suture.

And the God of Suture sewed the parents of the ancestor of the old calendar.

In other words, in the real history... the parents of the ancestor of the old calendar no longer exist.

But he still created these two people.

"I want to hug you too." The ancestor of the old calendar looked at Zhou Zeshui, who didn't say much but was a little at a loss.

Because in Zhou Zeshui's eyes, "Qin Ze" at this time was very dangerous.

Although he didn't believe in some things, what if?

But when "Qin Ze" made this request, Zhou Zeshui still agreed happily.

He also patted Qin Ze's shoulder while hugging:

"Take a break when you are tired, the road will always be completed."

"Thank you, I will remember it."

Finally, the ancestor of the old calendar was leaving.

Qin Ze could feel that the happiness and satisfaction from the bottom of his heart even affected himself.

"Love you, mom, dad, see you again. I'm going to start a new journey."

With a snap of his fingers, the figure disappeared.

It all seemed like a dream.

Aunt Wang stayed where she was, and tears appeared in her eyes:

"What did he call me just now?"

Zhou Zeshui also suspected that he had heard it wrong, and did not answer.

After a long time, Zhou Zeshui sighed:

"Xiao Qin, what a good child."

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The last stop of the journey is over.

Time remaining - one second.

Qin Ze suddenly thought, if Sima Yi could hold on a little longer.

But then he thought... Sima Yi had done a good job.

No one could last more than a minute if they were to do this.

The scene changed at this time and they had returned to the end of the Senluo Labyrinth.

In the last second, Qin Ze saw his hand pressing on the vortex face of the seventh God of Value.

[What level do I have to reach before I can kill it head-on with my own ability? ]

Qin Ze asked this question.

"You may have such power after crossing the realm of heaven and man, but some things are hard to say, and your trajectory can no longer be predicted..."

"It's like, no one believes that people who are not ghosts or gods can kill God of Value."

"I said that the old calendar is above everything. In the world that I created with the first ancestor of the old calendar, there are many opportunities. These opportunities may create a stronger existence than us."

"So, don't dwell on the past. The pioneer era is over. What you have to do now is to become the savior of the old calendar era."

"Time is up."

Zero seconds.

Qin Ze wanted to say something, but the mask... had been completely shattered.

His biggest trump card, summoning the savior, was used up just like that.

The hand that was holding down the seventh God finally felt something.

It wasn't the touch of flesh and blood. It was the touch of dried soil, which turned into powder with a light pinch.

Killed instantly.

The seventh God, in the sixty-one seconds of the Old Calendar Ancestor's arrival, only took less than one second... to die.

The vortex face was materialized, and its shape changed. Everything was really as that great being said - it was changed.

The maze began to collapse.

Sima Yi suddenly began to pant violently, and his hands pressed Qin Ze:

"You killed the God!"

At this moment, Qin Ze realized that the control of his body was back to him.

Sima Yi's unbelievable expression made Qin Ze feel... everything was a little hazy.

This is the Old Calendar Ancestor...

Those beings who need to cross the Heaven and Man Realm to be qualified to fight, in the eyes of the other party, are mayflies that can be killed with just a touch.

Sima Yi suddenly held his head with both hands and curled up on the ground in some pain.

The lost half of the soul came back.

But this process was obviously very painful.

Qin Ze also felt the wailing of Lu Buwei in his mind.

At this time, killing Sima Yi might not be a difficult task.

The maze began to collapse, and cracks appeared in all the maze scenes.

Qin Ze knew that if he didn't leave here quickly, he would be left here forever by the collapsed maze.

Qin Ze wanted to kill Sima Yi, but in the end, he chose to help Sima Yi, who was in pain and was fusing the other half of his soul.

"Haven't you heard a saying... In troubled times... Kill the Virgin Mary first! Your kindness will only hurt you."

Sima Yi was in pain, but he still kept a little sober.

He was supported by Qin Ze and said this.

Qin Ze sneered:

"Come on, I'm not struggling with whether to kill you morally, but whether you are worth surviving in terms of interests."

"Killing the God of Value is a big deal, and now we have done it."

"You are a participant, so I guess you will get a lot of rewards. It would be a pity to kill you."

When Sima Yi heard this, he forced a smile despite the pain of tearing his soul:

"You are so funny... Qin Ze. But you don't think... that will make me join forces with you, right?"

Qin Ze smiled:

"I said, you are a participant, and I am the killer. When you see the generous rewards in your old calendar, you should understand that I have more than you..."

"Sima Yi, aren't people like us all betting on the future?"

This sentence obviously hit Sima Yi. He was really curious about what Qin Ze's reward would be.

At the same time, Qin Ze's words were very much to his liking.

Yes, he is a person who bets on the future. He believes that he is not the opponent of the Five Gods, the first-class masters of the board of directors, or the top killers in the killer world...

But in the future, who can reach the top of the chessboard, who knows?

Killing the God of Value is just the beginning of this story.

If he wasn't in so much pain, he would probably laugh wildly.

The two of them supported each other and fled the collapsed maze at the fastest speed.

The ninety-nine steps began to collapse, like a burned platform.

The corrupt throne turned into a pool of black sewage, flowing down the broken platform.

All this announced that the prelude of the Old Calendar War had slowly begun.

The seventh God of the Labyrinth, Lord of the Labyrinth, died at the hands of humans on this day.

I have something to do tomorrow, so I have a better choice tonight. Chengdu is really good, it is indeed a good city for doing what is appropriate and what is taboo.