It feels like I'm coming to hell.

On the operating table, Liu Dongli listened to the sound of the instruments colliding with each other, and involuntarily associated himself as an innocent victim, lying on the test bench of a mysterious organization.

Soon a bunch of messy biochemical organs and viruses will be stuffed into your body, turning yourself into a messy monster, and then a chip is inserted into your mind, turning into a messy soldier whom the protagonist breaks into the enemy base and then hacks to death.

In the pain of his body being torn and cut, he still seemed to be distracted, thinking about a messy plot in his mind.

I made myself laugh.

Until the surgeon raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were so serious after the mask: "Name?"

"Uh...Huaishi?"

He subconsciously hesitated and answered like this.

Then, he saw the surgeon's expression serious: "There is disorder in self-awareness, the operation is suspended, arrange brain CT quickly! Maintain source quality..."

"No, no, kidding!"

He almost dragged the gap on his stomach and swayed his intestines and jumped up from the operating table: "I am Liu Dongli, is Liu Dongli going?"

"Mr. Liu, you'd better not have a sense of humor when you're so serious."

The surgeon picked up the oxygen mask, stuffed it on his face, and turned around to instruct the anesthesiologist: "Add 50 grams of Forsyth Forsyth Forgotten Reagent and use B4 concentrated model."

"yes."

Soon, a light purple gas poured into his mouth and nose, like ice water, extinguishing the messy sparks of thinking in his mind, suppressing his emotions, leaving only mechanically indifferent thoughts.

"Everything is normal, the operation continues"

In this way, he lifted the chainsaw and cut open the layers of steel covering the heart in Liu Dongli's lungs.

Sparks fly!

A harsh sound rang.

The box imprisoned by the demon is gradually being opened...

The blockade that Huai Shi left in Liu Dongli's body was thrown away layer by layer.

Outside the operating room, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass, Perron stood quietly, expressionless, just holding the fist behind him tightly, and the iron fingertips rubbed, sparking.

disturbed.

"Don't be nervous." A voice was heard from the shadow beside him, not disgusting the trouble: "This kind of thing is familiar with it once and twice, and three times and four times, and it's time to go through the process... It's stable, stable!"

In the silence, Perron turned his head indifferently and looked beside him.

The woman drinking milk tea, the shadow under her feet, and the huge bird spreading its wings in the darkness.

"Tong Ji."

"Hmm? Is there anything wrong?"

"If you really have a little bit of thought to comfort me, I have only one request."

"Well, you said, it doesn't matter if you change the line you like."

"Just stop talking."

Perron said, "I beg you."

"Ah haha, it's really scary when a kind father gets angry."

Tongji stared at the faint thunder lightning of his pupils, smiled, but said nothing.

Because of a crisp sound of cracking.

The last shackles were broken.

There is no heart behind the iron shell, but a darkness and nothingness, like a crack leading to hell, surging tides.

At that moment, Liu Dongli's pupils fell into dullness and calmness.

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet pupils slowly raised their eyes like a gorgeous clock and roulette, with countless pointers rotating rapidly.

A sad roar burst out, and when the chainsaw lifted up, a sharp ray of darkness condensed into a pointer and roared out of the crack of the heart.

The surgeon's actions did not change at all. He coldly put down the chainsaw and picked up the instrument in his hand again.

Because lightning burst out of thin air.

With Peren's finger lifted, the power of the ruler's embryo was instantly crushed, but then more sharp pointers flew out of it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

The appearance of each pointer gives people an unrealistic sense of trance, as if time is passing by rapidly, but then it is shattered from the void by endless thunder.

A fish that escaped the net penetrated the dominant's body, but the dominant held the tool expressionlessly, stabbed into the darkness without any trembling hands.

A harsh sound burst out, and in countless gaps, the mosquito stopped moving and died in an instant.

But in this desolate border, there are no living creatures except Perron, the swordsman team and Liu Dongli.

Tongji calmly drank milk tea, allowing the pointers that grew out of thin air to penetrate his body, and then the pointers dissipated like phantoms.

It seems to have never existed.

And from that moment on, solidification began.

The crack in the heart was spreading rapidly, but it was then blocked by the instruments in the hands of the surgeon. The semicircular complex instruments as big as fists were closed in the void in his heart.

The new law born after combining the technology of the Institute of Survival blocked the ruler's embryo in it in an instant.

In the darkness, countless pointers were spinning wildly, and a huge and solemn figure suddenly jumped from the other end of time to the unborn ruler who cried out to his future self and called for assistance.

So, the rulers in their heyday fell from the sky.

Then, I saw the man who was blocking him, his bald head, and his iron fist.

King He Ni raised his pupils, and a ray of hot lightning burst out from the corners of his eyes.

The golden hand had already grasped His neck, slowly contracted, lifting Him from the ground, second only to His natural enemies, and descending here, suppressing the monster's performance.

This is the border, the edge of the three blockades, and is not in the hell where Hell is traversed.

"Is that the only thing that Dongli?"

Perron stared indifferently at this thing that was no longer his son: "It seems that even if you start doing bad things, it's only this level."

It's really not good!

At that moment, the resonance of time was defeated under the iron fist.

His body fell apart, and from it, countless reeds, pointers, complicated gears, complex pendulums, and even pointers inlaid with jade and jade fell from the cracks and disappeared quickly.

The solidified person raised his broken head, whinely, calling for another of his own existence, and wanted to use the same trick again, but it was too late.

The huge alchemy matrix started at this moment, covering the zenith and the floor, covering the four walls, covering everything, and then sank into Liu Dongli's body.

From that moment on, the long past has been covered.

The future is gone...

The huge body stiffened, frozen, turned into darkness and dissipated, and only the sound of the second hand ticking echoed silently in his ears, hovering around Liu Dongli.

Converged in the crack in his chest.

The operation continues.

Since then, countless gears and reeds emerge, and then a complex escapement mechanism is formed. Countless machinery constantly changes to interpret countless classic watch structures. In the end, when the low heartbeat begins to run with the balance spring, a disc on the surface of the heart condenses.

Three sharp pointers unfold, and as the heart beats, they move towards the future.

Scratch, a slight sound.

Liu Dongli opened his eyes and saw the future that was no longer far away.

Suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed the surgeon in front of him. When his fingers closed, a sharp glass short film appeared between his fingers and was clenched.

Almost close to the surgeon's pupils, the calm pupils contracted in an instant.

"Are you okay?"

He looked at the shocked doctor and inexplicably expressed his concern.

The surgeon frowned and was about to speak when he heard a loud shattering sound. The floor-to-ceiling glass that had cracked in the struggle was finally overwhelmed and fell apart.

Countless fragments flew into the air, but the two were not affected at all.

The only fatal hidden danger has long been removed in the past...

Dead silence.

The doctor stood there in a daze.

And Liu Dongli looked at him and waited for his answer.

"I..." He swallowed and spitted: "I'm fine."

The operation was successful

"What am I? Is a stand-in? The dead-old Parva?"
To be continued...