"Have you ever felt so unwilling?"

"Those wonderful lives and worlds only exist in the unreachable imagination. Words and language can describe dreams, but they cannot make them come true."

Chen Ke stood calmly beside Xi Ya, her legs were so weak that she almost knelt down.

"So, I decided to implement these because it's more fun."

Xi Ya has been frightened to the extreme. In order to survive, she is willing to agree with all Chen Ke's wishes!

"Realize? What doesn't exist...how to realize it?"

Chen Ke chuckled lightly. The bloody fight between the demon and the pasha's people seemed to him like a dull drama, which did not affect the conversation: "The three hundred years of reincarnation in Paradise City gave me inspiration. The boundary between falsehood and reality

In fact, there is only one difference, and that is 'entity'."

"I decided to give real life to those imaginary beings! The power of "meme" can make a clone become Chen Ke, so why can't they think that they are other people? It only needs to reproduce. The creation of life

It’s a pure white individual, and I add soul to it.”

Chen Ke smiled modestly and gently at Xi Ya: "But as you can see, we are still just getting started. This is Geralt's first attempt. Geralt of Rivia is an outstanding demon hunter.

Man, I created this puppet with a body, but he behaves exactly like I imagined."

Xi Ya's whole body was cold and chilly. Her little cherry mouth opened slightly and then she closed it wisely.

Chen Ke stared at her, and his voice turned cold: "What's wrong? Isn't the pursuit of truth the only belief of a warlock? You are as weak as a reptile, if you don't even have this redeeming feature... then you are still alive.

What’s the point?”

"Ah...ah..." Xi Yao's pupils tightened, he clutched his heart, and using every ounce of strength in his body, he said, "Please tell me their origins."

"Do you still remember how you came to this continent?"

Chen Ke recalled the scene in that room. There were two puppets lying on the table, and several Chen Ke were carving, setting their appearance and details, and gradually turned into the appearance of Geralt and Yeha Gutan.

"Memory can also lie. Rosenberg is long gone. When the stars return, the city is in a volcanic earthquake zone. Even the ridiculous "Bound God" cannot save them!

"Chen Ke's expression was slightly disgusted, and Xi Ya was very curious. She had never been in close contact with evil gods, but it was said that facing them directly would lead to unimaginable pollution. But until now, her body has not experienced any obvious changes.

Evil gods are always terrifying and indescribable in records. Whether they have human emotions and whether they are good or evil in a universal sense has always been an unsolved mystery.

Xi Ya felt as if he could understand Chen Ke's thoughts. Those expressions exuded humanity and seemed to be no different from ordinary people?

"The real Rosenberg was gone when the stars returned. Of course Geralt and the others couldn't have grown up there, and there are no witchers in the world... By the way, you guessed it,

Am I really a little warlock in the clock tower?"

These words were like a thunderbolt that penetrated Xi Ya's brain, tearing apart all her sanity!

Chen Ke smiled endlessly, "The demon hunter arrived in the Demonic Continent and found the mobile city Pasha just to find a suitable scene. Wild Hunt killed Ciri and needed a castle to replace Kaer Morhen so that the memories in fantasy and reality can be merged.

, "Geralt of Rivia" will truly come to life. Why do you think I have to tell you so much?"

Xi Ya took a step back, his whole body was twitching and twitching, his expression was ferocious, full of fear and hatred, as if he had a hundred thousand fish bones stuck in his throat.

"Remember what Geralt called you?"

"Ciri."

"Ciri!" Geralt shouted, his hair covered with the demon's blood. Looking back, the biting wind and snow filled the world again.

On the ice and snow, a wild hunter wearing skull armor strangled a young girl's neck and stabbed her abdomen with a long sword.

"No!!!"

Geralt roared angrily and rushed forward.

Xi Ya fell to the ground, her eyes were blurry, and death was getting closer, but she only felt at a loss. Her past memories were all fake, the palace full of sacred knowledge, the erudite mentor, the Ji friends who lived together, and the lovely school girl.

, the birds I once raised...everything is fake, so what is real?

"Is my life... really meaningful?"

Xi Ya's palms that slowly stretched toward the sky finally dropped weakly, and a pair of big calloused hands stained with blood firmly held him. Geralt roared, and the cold-blooded demon hunter also shed tears.

But are these tears shed for Xili or Xi Ya?

Chen Ke shook his staff, used it as a walking stick, and walked towards the interior of the mobile orbital city Pasha.

Click.

A piece of skin on his face was dry and peeling, revealing a rough wooden interior.

"Has this body finally reached its limit? If it weren't for the conflict between humanity and divinity, I might not have had this chance."

There is no need for too much description. On the road to the unity of all things, "Chen Ke"'s true self has begun to peel off the chaos, or in other words - sublimation.

"Life" created Geralt's bodies. These dolls and Chen Ke's whims gave him the opportunity to attach his consciousness to one of the bodies and awaken at the right time.

Chen Ke's movements became more and more stiff. He staggered through the streets that were attacked by evil spirits everywhere, and struggled to climb up the tower. He wanted to find someone, someone who could correct himself in the future!

Chen Ke can no longer do this. Soon, "life" will be swallowed up. The One who unites all things will personally take over the power of creation. The connections between his own experimental subjects will also be cut off and reduced to useless garbage.

Time is running out, and drops of sweat are exuding a fragrance, dripping on the ground like nectar and jade dew.

Chen Ke smiled and said to himself: "We are both dolls, so we really have no right to laugh at her."

At the top of the tower, he met the ruler of the mobile orbital city. The man looked at Chen Ke with a desperate expression: "Are you the one? The one who ruined everything!"

"What exactly do you want?"

Chen Ke: "What I want is the future, but in fact that future may no longer exist. What "Chen Ke" wants is only the future, but today's All-Union One has forgotten...

·”

"He went down the wrong path too fast, and he can't turn back now, so... I want to give him a push."

"What are you going to do! Oh -" The man's intestines were pierced by sharp iron thorns, and Chen Ke's cold appearance began to melt.

"The next step... I'll leave it to you..."

Pfft.

Slowly pulling out the awl inserted in his stomach, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When he walked to the window, the newly born Chen Ke began to think.

The essence of life is continuity, and the essence that all things need is tolerance. However, Chen Ke does not have all of this. His soul is always angry, with a kind of paranoia and madness. This essence is separated from reason.

Today, Chen Ke's favorite path has caused rejection and conflict with him!

"Life" wanted to correct himself, but everything was in Chen Ke's hands, so he took the risk and escaped and continued his will!

This is also a kind of terrible pollution!

Chen Ke's head split open, and countless beholders poured out. Only Geralt outside the city was safe. The demons fled in panic, but the evil god took action, and the area within a hundred miles instantly turned into a dead zone.

The essence of life is continuity.

So Chen Ke fulfilled his wish, and the "life" that had lost his obsession was successfully digested. Chen Ke finally mastered the ability to continue to complete himself!
Chapter completed!