Zhuge An spoke very quickly, as if he didn't care about the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were very bright, very bright, just like a martyr who had just regained consciousness before his death.
"Actually, in the Investiture of the Gods dungeon, the Investiture of the Gods isn't an item that can be obtained through normal means."
If an item had to be graded, the complete Investiture of the Gods was without a doubt beyond the scope of an S-grade item.
Because the Investiture of the Gods dungeon was under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Axiom, after obtaining this item, if one wrote their name on it, not only could they escape the control of the main system, they could even go to the Heavenly Axiom to find a job and live a carefree life as an immortal.
How could an item like this be defined as a special item, it could even be called a divine item.
Because of this, the Investiture of the Gods hung high in the sky and was controlled by the Golden Light of Virtue, making those who wanted to steal it suffer.
Even if Guiguzi paid the price with his life, he could only tear off a corner of the Investiture of the Gods.
If he wrote his name on it, he would be lucky if he could even survive, let alone become an immortal.
But for Guiguzi, this was enough.
"I've waited for many years, waiting for you."
"That's why sometimes I forget that I'm already a dead man."
Zhuge An said casually, "Otherwise, a mistake like the Book of the Dead … Hmph."
Zong Jiu knew that he was still upset that he provided crucial evidence in such a simple place.
For Zhuge An, this kind of near-fatal mistake should be hard to bear.
"Since you're done, I have one more question."
"Ask."
Perhaps because he knew that he was about to meet his destined end, Zhuge An's attitude could be said to be pleasant.
He did not look like someone who persisted in his ideals and righteousness, walking alone in the darkness for so long. On the contrary, even his usual aloofness and coldness had softened and returned to peace.
"You already predicted Xu Sen's death?"
Back in the S-grade dungeon, Zhuge An took the initiative to help Xu Sen, and Xu Sen remembered his kindness and sacrificed himself in the end. It was too much of a coincidence, so much so that Zong Jiu couldn't help but be suspicious.
"The moment I saw the future, the future was destined."
Facing this question, Zhuge An didn't answer directly, "Those who try to defy fate don't have a good ending, and a diviner can't simply reveal the secrets of fate."
This was something that Guiguzi had experienced.
"Although I do things for good, I don't think I'm a good person. when I see the future. It has always been my style to use what I know to obtain the greatest benefit when I can see the future. "
"No matter what I do, he will die, Zong Jiu."
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"You can't save them … and you don't have to treat them as your responsibility. This isn't something you should respond to. "
At first, Guiguzi was just enjoying the novelty of a young man's pride.
But more and more people placed their hopes on him, and more and more blood and bones covered the ground. Their hopes and wishes, the light that flickered in their eyes … all of it had turned into responsibilities and shackles, becoming shackles.
They were all shackles.
Zong Jiu suddenly remembered that after the No.1 Middle School dungeon ended, Zhuge An came to find him in his room, and they had a conversation.
At that time, Zhuge An's's' position in Zong Jiu's mind was still a person with ill intentions, someone who needed to be vigilant and untrustworthy. After that conversation, Zhuge An's's's' 'attitude suddenly changed. He was willing to assist Zong Jiu, and even gave him a lot of information.
At that time, what did Zong Jiu say?
He said, 'The reason why these people's' suffering attracted me was because it wasn't necessary. '
Zong Jiu rarely spoke his true thoughts. Because he knew that his true thoughts were the same as preposterous and bizarre to most people.
Of course, there was also someone else. They were so similar that they didn't need to be said.
But at that time, he thought Zhuge An would think he was cold, but Zhuge An didn't.
"I really don't understand you, saying something like this at a time like this."
Zong Jiu shook his head. "So this is why you've been struggling until now? To destroy the Infinite Loop and take the others away from here? "
Zhuge An was about to speak when he suddenly coughed again.
This time, the coughing was just as intense as before, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.
Zong Jiu suddenly realized that Zhuge An had always been very thin. It wasn't that kind of thin, but an unhealthy kind of thin.
Because he wore a loose Daoist robe all the time, very few people noticed this.
His face was covered with the gloomy aura of death like the gray fog.
After returning from the Super S Level Instance Dungeon, Zhuge An was almost nowhere to be seen. He even deliberately avoided Zong Jiu and Fan Zhuo's meetings and didn't notice their private actions. It must have something to do with his deteriorating body.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Zhuge An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said intermittently, "If we destroy the Infinite Loop, No.1 will die too."
The Magician's gaze sharpened for a moment.
After a moment, his gaze returned to normal as if nothing had happened.
This was obvious.
Although it wasn't explicitly said, the Devil's words of "If we destroy the Infinite Loop, I can't play with you" made Zong Jiu particularly concerned.
As an existence that was born from evil, the Devil was almost immortal.
If he didn't want to pursue pleasure and excitement and make a deal with the main system, he would be dead.
"If the main system successfully returns to the Higher Dimension, the Infinite Loop will become a playground controlled by the Devil."
Zhuge An's goal was to destroy the Infinite Loop.
This meant that … if the Infinite Loop was destroyed, the Devil wouldn't be able to escape.
The Magician unconsciously clenched his fists, his nails leaving crescent-shaped marks on his palms.
At this moment, something flashed through Zong Jiu's mind, which had always been calm to the point that there was nothing to write about.
It was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to grasp it.
Yes, it should be like this. Zhuge An should have destroyed the Infinite Loop.
Even Guiguzi's appointed savior should have inherited Guiguzi's wish and brought everyone out.
Just as Zong Jiu had said from the beginning, if someone made a wish to him, then he should fulfill it.
Zong Jiu spoke very quickly, "What if I don't want to?"
He paused, as if he was looking for an excuse for his quick answer. "Reviving everyone who died in the Infinite Loop is what everyone wants."
"No, you're wrong."
Zhuge An sized him up for a while, his expression clear. The smile on his lips faded slightly: "No one expects you to do that."
"Xu Sen doesn't want you to do that. Neither do I."
"I don't need you to revive me with the Universal Wishing Voucher. I don't need it at all."
"We don't need it. Don't do anything stupid."
Xu Sen didn't want another tragedy to happen in the future. He hoped that Xu Su would live well.
Zhuge An didn't need it at all. He had lived long enough. His era was long over. He was just a soul walking now. When he completed his final wish, he would return to the embrace of the Undead.
Most importantly, compared to reviving, they wanted the Infinite Loop to be destroyed more.
"Don't you want to go back?"
Zhuge An asked. "If the Infinite Loop is destroyed, you can go back."
"I don't want to. The real world is too boring."
Zong Jiu said calmly, "I'd rather revive all of you."
Zhuge An sighed and took something out of the void.
It was an ordinary book with a black cover.
He waved the book in his hand at Zong Jiu. "Do you know what this is?"
"Grade A item, the Book of Oath."
"After using this item, the user can't disobey the user's orders. Otherwise, the user will die from a heart explosion. Unfortunately, you once gave me a drop of blood. "
His eyes were very calm. He didn't seem to have been scheming for a long time.
"Do you regret it? Magician. If I ordered you to make a wish to destroy the Infinite Loop … "
Zhuge An thought that he would see shock, disbelief, sadness or humiliation from being betrayed and deceived on Magician's face.
But there was none of that.
Not only that, Magician was impatient.
Zong Jiu snatched the Book of Oath from Magician's hand and said in a mocking tone.
"You still want to lie to me at a time like this?"
Zhuge An suddenly laughed.
In this short period of negotiation, the number of times he smiled was more than the number of times Zong Jiu had ever known him.
No.3 didn't look like a person with deep hatred and a mission at all. Instead, he looked like a young man with a weird temper and a smile without haze.
He shrugged helplessly. "Leaving the tarot cards to you was the right decision, but sometimes it's not fun."
Maybe no one would believe Zhuge An. But Zong Jiu would.
Because the tarot cards had already told him that other than Guiguzi's identity, everything Zhuge An had said to him was the truth.
— Including the sentence "I will never be your enemy."
So he wouldn't force Zong Jiu to do something he didn't want to do.
Zhuge An looked at Zong Jiu meaningfully. His tone became extremely serious and solemn.
"This is my last request to you. Destroy this place, or …"
He paused for a moment. "You know what to do."
When he said this, Zong Jiu saw his body begin to become transparent.
So they all understood that the time limit was coming.
However, the person who became transparent didn't care about the changes in his body, nor did he care if he was about to die. Instead, he muttered to himself, "After so many years, it's suddenly going to end. I'm not used to it."
Zong Jiu threw the book of oath that he had never used behind him.
"Since you're so tired, then go back and rest."
The white-haired magician stared at the gradually transparent figure and suddenly said without rhyme or reason.
"You're so scary. You won't even let go of your own death."
In the end, Zhuge An even schemed against Zong Jiu.
He knew Zong Jiu too well.
If he really used the book of oath to order Zong Jiu to fulfill his last wish, then the rebellious Zong Jiu would most likely not do so.
But now. If he didn't do anything, he could achieve his goal.
Zhuge An used his death to openly and justly emphasize this request.
Because he knew that the moment he died, his goal was achieved.
In the near future, the infinite loop would no longer exist, and there would no longer be people suffering here, struggling at death's door.
Zong Jiu looked at him for a long time. For once, he gave in and sighed.
"You should be the savior. Compared to me, you're much more qualified."
Whether it was the prophecy or the belief of fighting for this goal, Zong Jiu admitted that he couldn't compare to Zhuge An. He also didn't have the spiritual state that could be called superior.
At the last second before he disappeared, Zhuge An opened his mouth.
He had a lot to say. For example, the savior didn't care about the process, but the result.
Guigu 'zi had spent so much time and made so many innocent people lose their lives one after another. It was all in vain.
Magician, on the other hand, might not have realized that he had already made the most terrifying demon king submit to him willingly.
In the end, Zhuge An only said three words.
He said. I don't deserve it.