I’m Really a Villain

As a strong man in the era of the Three Swords Emperor, Ancient God Xingchen is undoubtedly talented.

He owns the Tianyan Ancient Realm Physique, one of the Hundred War Physiques.

This physique is in a world of its own.

Coupled with the supporting exercises he practiced, the Ancient Realm of the Stars.

He can record everything he sees and hears in the ancient world in an illusory form.

Although it is illusory, it is very likely that it evolved from reality.

In the end, he can deduce some real answers he wants through these illusory things he recorded.

Ever since he had this ability, he has spent his whole life preparing to deduce the winner of the Mandate of Heaven.

He tried his best to record the factors of the real world and record all his opponents in the ancient world in the form of illusion.

Then deduce it in various ways.

Who is most likely to carry the destiny!

Under what circumstances can he himself bear the destiny to the greatest possible extent!

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"Please break the game," the man in black looked at Xu Zimo and continued.

Xu Zimo looked up at the sky, and said softly, "Are you still unable to let go?"

The man in black shrank his pupils, and remained silent for a long time.

What's the deal?

How to break the game?

This is actually an unsolvable problem.

The two people in the sky, one is the Three Swords Emperor, and the other is the ancient god of stars.

The so-called breaking the game is to let Xu Zimo help the ancient god Xingchen carry the destiny in a deduced way.

This is an impossible thing.

"It's a break, but you just want an answer!"

Xu Zimo replied.

The man in black who had been silent beside him sighed slowly.

With a wave of his right hand, the dark air dissipated.

The picture in front of Xu Zimo's eyes flashed, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the stone bench on the chessboard.

"Is it really impossible?" the man in black sighed.

"There is little hope, unless that person is me?"

"Why?"

"No reason? Just rely on the three words Xu Zimo!"

"You're right, it's been centuries and I still can't let it go.

Just to answer the unanswered question in my mind. "

The man in black said slowly.

He said as he took off the black robe on his head.

"As you expected, Ancient God of Stars.

I didn't expect that after so long, someone still remembered me.

The Ancient God of Stars, everyone called him that.

I even forgot my original name. "

Xu Zimo looked up at the man in black robe, ready to say that he was the ancient god of stars.

Although he had never seen the ancient god of stars before.

But now he obviously doesn't have the demeanor of the past.

His eyes were sunken in, and his face was covered with dense gullies.

His eyes were dull, and his whole body was so thin that only skin remained.

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"Are you also here to hunt for treasure in Silent Ridge?" Ancient God Xingchen asked with a smile.

"Yes and no," Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

"The long years have passed so long, let's chat with me, a dying person," said Ancient God Xingchen.

"Before I leave, I can tell you about the treasure."

"What do you want to talk about?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Listen to me talking about my unwilling past. Several eras have passed, and I still haven't really let go."

"Tell me," Xu Zimo replied with great interest.

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It's a casual practice!

Many people have different speculations about the origin of the ancient god of stars.

Some people say that he may come from the Celestial Clan, one of the mysterious hundred clans.

The turmoil of that era has risen.

Called by destiny.

The ancient god of stars is the same as the many favored children of heaven.

It's also the same as when Emperor Three Swords bid farewell to the people of Zhenwu Shengzong on the boulevard covered with immortal flowers.

He also set foot on the road leading to Silent Hill,

The road of no return to heaven.

Before that, he was full of confidence.

He used the ancient world to do countless deduction, and he was ready for nothing.

He originally thought that this trip to destiny would be a sure thing.

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The ancient god Xingchen sighed when he said this, and looked at Xu Zimo leisurely.

It seems that he is recalling his past regrets and helplessness.

His eyes are piercing, deep and boundless.

"I know that the struggle for destiny is full of dangers and difficulties.

But I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

When the fate of the day has risen, after the war begins.

I just realized that my foolproof preparations were meaningless.

I will never forget that day.

There are so many strong people who are admired by the world, and everyone's life is full of legends and pride.

Casually putting any one in the outside world is an existence that shocks the world.

In the end, they were all slaughtered by the man with three knives. "

"Three Swords Emperor?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Do you know? The answer I have deduced all my life is no match for his knife."

Ancient God Xingchen nodded and said with a sad smile.

"Blood scattered all over Silent Hill.

The land you are stepping on was once full of dead bodies and rivers of blood. "

Xu Zimo was slightly silent, the competition for destiny was indeed too fierce.

As the ancient god of stars said.

I have pursued the deduction all my life, but in the end I am no match for the opponent's knife.

Even now, he can't let it go.

I want to get the answer to defeating the Three Swords Emperor from derivation.

"What's your situation now?" Xu Zimo asked.

Although the ancient god of stars is conscious, he can act.

It looks no different from normal people, but Xu Zimo can feel it.

The other party cared about the loss of life.

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"I died long ago in the great battle hundreds of thousands of years ago," Ancient God Xingchen said with a frank smile.

"It's just that I was unwilling to be reconciled, and woke up under the darkness and decay of Silent Hill.

It won't be long before I'm gone. "

"You were born in the wrong era," Xu Zimo said.

"No, that era was very exciting," Ancient God Xingchen said with a smile.

He looked down at the chessboard on the stone table, paused, and finally said.

"It's a good feeling to be able to talk to someone before you leave.

What kind of treasure do you want? I am familiar with Silent Hill, so I might be able to help you. "

"The turbid air of hell," Xu Zimo said word by word.

"How do you know the existence of this kind of thing?" Ancient God Xingchen was slightly taken aback.

Looking at Xu Zimo suspiciously, he said, "Are you from the True Martial Saint Sect?

It is still known from the records of the three swords. "

"These are not important," Xu Zimo replied.

"This is not something you should touch," Ancient God Xingchen replied.

"Even the original three swords can't be helped. We can only seal it up and use the power of light to slowly wear away its turbidity."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"The seal is in the center of Silent Ridge," said the ancient god Xingchen after a moment of silence.

"You keep heading north, and if you survive, you can get there."

"Wish me good luck," Xu Zimo smiled, stood up and said.

"Good luck," looking at the back of Xu Zimo leaving.

Ancient God Xingchen lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips lightly, and said these two words silently.