Chapter 18: The theme of this chapter is a bit curious... The story behind the Apocalypse of Black History and the White Lotus...

ps1:...The good news is that I aimed the dark gold-quality Zhuge crossbow at Bai Lian's knee. The bad news is that it seems that Bai Lian has a thorny reflection, so we both... Humph, Bai Lian, in order to put you down, I even put my own body in!

ps2: Talent... Talent is not Bai Lian, who has never been online these days, so I am full of ghost power and cannot vent my feelings, so I plotted this chapter to show revenge! Humph! Mr. Bei, don’t worry! Even if I don’t ask my brother and come to steal my integrity, I won’t be like... I accidentally wrote about Bai Lian, so I accidentally wrote about you!

ps3: Bailian, for the sake of my finally proud one time... I'll be gentle this time, I'm still a patient.

ps4:...You guys, cover your eyes, turn around, and shine, don't be splashed on your body with integrity, and you will become sissy.

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"The "Apocalypse Catalogue? Search for the Fructus Foundation of the House" says that there are strange things in the cute temple. Bei Ye still wants to eat them after eating them. His confession is like a lotus, and his inside is as black as ink. He writes as a white lotus Phoenix Dance, pronounced as a black-hearted pseudo-radish, and his distant pride and powerful work, which is not deteriorated after the period, and he can eat it after the head is removed. The lower limit is there, and there is no moral integrity. He is good at digging holes and is good at digging holes, but he does not fill it. He has lived underground for a long time and has no moral integrity. He then enters the corruption path, using this as food, and his combat power has skyrocketed by 30 million, which is a top corruption, which is a great harm. This villa can be resurrected in place, killed but not killed, and cannot be traded.

Do not fall out, swallow moral integrity, spread corrupt matters, and cause harm to the pure world. The solution is to resolve the problem. Only after practicing the Apocalypse Catalogue to the second level, imprison the body with the light of ghosts and animals, reverse the soul with the light of pure love, bind the body, and train it at all times, raise it with one's own moral integrity, drive it away from its corrupt nature, return to its origin, chase its evil ways, strengthen its chest, strictly prohibit malicious cuteness, and re-become a brainless royal sister. Over time, it will eventually achieve the right result. There is one more moral integrity in the world that is full of good moral integrity, and less maliciously cute, and the black-bellied and corrupted fake radish. There is no corruption in the world, and it will be further."

"This passage of information is quite large. Hannibal, please explain it to the people who don't know the truth..." Caesar rubbed his eyebrows.

"Well, this section is mainly used by **oss for black and white lotus...boom!" The sound stopped abruptly.

Caesar retracted his hand indifferently, and his right arm was still surrounded by purple lightning. Hannibal burst into pieces, and a black smoke rose, emitting a roasted smell - there was a lot of noise here, but for some reason, no one noticed this, and even the Eye Knight classmate who was two tables away did not raise his head... It was very strange.

Something strange happened. Hannibal, who was chopped over by Caesar with one hand, twitched a few times, then got up. Not only did he not get angry, but he looked lingering in fear: "Damn... I have always been talking nonsense recently and almost told the truth. Thanks to you, if I say everything, I will definitely be wearing small shoes by **oss, and maybe I will catch Senro..."

"I think you're still saying that the matter is important." Caesar seemed to shivered.

"Well... don't scare yourself... don't scare yourself..." Hannibal muttered a few words, then rubbed her face, and her panic expression turned as if nothing had happened. "Caesar, I told you last time that there was a treasure-level fujokovic in the Twelve Witches' Chair on Witch Night, who enjoyed the reputation of a famous official fujokovic novelist on the mainland. She is the witch of reincarnation, the witch who builds a bridge of balance between life and death, and controls the incredible power... Well, we know very little about her intelligence. The only point of analysis is her pseudonym, Bailian Phoenix Wu, as far as I know, this name only appears in one book, and it does have many similarities with the Holy White Lotus. I think the character and power of the Holy White Lotus can be judged through the records there..."

"It's what "Apocalypse" you just mentioned?" Caesar's face looked strange.

"No, it is just a fragment. The content of the fragments circulating on the mainland is limited to some strange stories, which is the part of searching for strange things. It records some of the most terrifying creatures in the universe and their detailed information. Although the content is rich and colorful, it can be regarded as an interesting record of amazing imagination, but unfortunately, the most important subject has been lost in the endless journey of dimensions." Hannibal was fascinated by leisurely, "an endless bloody storm..."

"... Please let me be more specific. Since this chapter has decided to be unconventional, then continue to be in trouble." Caesar knocked on the table, "Let's start with the "Apocalypse Catalogue"."

"Well, that's from outside the domain, no, it's another strange book of the multiverse, full name is "The Legend of the Revelation". It is said that it records a method of creating and using large-scale tower treasures in the world, as well as the secret technique of refining strong men and small suckers into inhumane base beasts. In addition, the method of refining the base liquid of the top-level potion that can condense the power of existence and stir up waves and tsunamis, as well as the authority to control the First Army of the Balance Council. Most importantly, the book contains a desire to gather ghosts and animals.

Dao, the ultimate secret inheritance of the Pure Love Praise is for the Apocalypse Catalogue..." Hannibal said solemnly, "That was before the inner flange completely declined. The controversy of hundreds of races had already sprouted. The power and inheritance of the inner flange were gradually weakening, but it was still relying on the old foundation to survive... One day, a book with terrifying energy fluctuations suddenly appeared in the shelter, which attracted the attention of all the strong people on the mainland in an instant. No one knew where it came from..."

"So everyone snatched it?" Caesar shrugged, "Is it okay to score a point?"

"Well, after experiencing bloody storms, bloody storms, and bloody storms, no one snatched anyone. Instead, in a melee, the power of the strong men broke into the space. The magical catalog was divided into two, and the subject was swallowed into the space storm. The only thing left in this material world was small fragments." Hannibal looked helpless, "The remaining fragments only recorded some messy things and precautions, and there was no value for competition at all. So everyone divided the pieces, and each printed a copy and took it back, just to read the novel..."

"...hey hey hey hey hey, that's all?" Caesar was stunned.

"...It's just a careless and cute person. If you want to say it in detail, it's called a fraudulent word count." Hannibal nodded seriously.

"Aren't you cheating on words now?" Caesar angrily overturned the table.

"Wrong! All malicious and non-malicious cuteness are all text as long as it is not overflowing!" Hannibal shouted, then waved his hand, "You just keep listening, anyway **oss has already given it..."

"...Then you keep going."

"Well, we can get the following information from the inferred content of the fragment." Hannibal touched his chin, "According to the fragment, the Apocalypse Catalogue is the first magic of the multiverse, divided into three stages. When practicing the first stage called the Desire of the Desire of the Ghost and Animals, the practitioner uses his body as a container to cultivate the power of the innate Desire of the ghost and animal, which is no different from the desperation of evil desires? Demons, just relying on a little bit of spiritual wisdom to maintain their own rationality. If you are not careful, you will be doomed and become a crazy desire? Demons, sometimes, the practitioners have to."

Seeing Caesar stunning, Hannibal shook his head and smiled: "But this is not desire, technique and lust. Although practitioners have become strong desire, a little bit of spiritual intelligence has become the seed of the soul, constantly developing and growing, competing with the thoughts of ghosts and animals, yearning for pure love and watching for beautiful things. The stronger the power of ghosts and animals, the stronger the heart of pure love. At this time, the Apocalypse Catalogue has passed the middle stage. The ghosts and animals and pure love fight each other, called the clear light of the storm - the so-called jadeite, the two homophonic word are divided into depression and healing, which is the mutual fusion of ghosts and animals and love."

"In the third stage, the Apocalypse Catalogue became more and more righteous, and pure love began to suppress ghosts and animals. The practitioners looked back at the various things at that time and thought about the meaning of ghosts and animals. In the end, the quiet pure love replaced the ghosts and animals' unrestrainedness. Because of the experience, they would not leave any memories, reflection, remedy, repay, and return. At this point, the Apocalypse Catalogue was completely trained. The practitioner entered the supreme realm and became the new generation of Apocalypse God of War. Although he held the authority and power of war, he knew that the warriors had not been wary since ancient times. Well, it was much more powerful than the warriors who used the depressed love to write their life. It was clearly a horse."

"What an evil thing this is..." Caesar complained, "It should be a scam! The so-called ultimate pure love is all lie! It's just to attract others to practice! It's just to fill the world with ghosts!"

"Don't say it, I think you are the best candidate for cultivating that kind of power. This kind of natural ghost-like heart..." Hannibal looked at Caesar in a strange way, "But you have no chance, because that thing has long lost its shadow..."

"Who can practice that thing?" Caesar roared.

"This is not necessarily... The passage about the White Lotus Phoenix Dance in the book has not been finished yet. Do you want to continue listening?" Hannibal looked at Caesar, and ignored his opinions, and chanted in a long voice, "The only concern is that the warriors need to give up their moral integrity to feed the corruption. From then on, the world is confused. He regards contempt as a person with no moral integrity, maliciously accusations, and tragic sacrifices. However, for the eternal future of the pure love world, some sacrifices are not worth mentioning. For the sake of the royal sister and for the breasts, the elimination of all the false idioms is the unshirkable responsibility of the Apocalypse God of War in the past dynasties. There is no difference in the development sequence in the world. When I was young, I was loli, when I was old, I was royal sister, and when I was long, I was always forward, and the cute path never changed. The giant breasts are the end of everything, and it is the bright world full of love. The robes of you and me have been fighting silently, dedicating, and even sacrificing for this."

The seventh level is the extraordinary realm, and the meaning of the soul to power becomes more and more obvious. Moreover, Hannibal is also a resource for heaven and man. The strength of memory is enough to make him remember these clearly. In the leisurely chanting of the Paladin, the two felt the will of this passage. Among the lucky ones who obtained the Apocalypse Catalogue, there was one who could inherit this peerless power with a pure love heart, then bind the powerful corrupt things, and use their own integrity and pure love heart to soothe the corrupt heart. As for the malicious accusation of the uninformed person's uninformed morals, he just smiled slightly, and at most threw people into the base building. His temper was very good because his heart had no time to mind this. What he inherited was not only the power of the Apocalypse God of War in the past dynasties, but more importantly, their persistence in pure love and... soul.

"What a pity, "Apocalypse Catalogue" fell into a space storm. Needless to say whether it was intact or not, I don't know where it fell, let alone someone has practiced it." Hannibal breathed, "I don't know if anyone has subdued that peerless corruption."

"There must be." Caesar's face turned solemn, "I felt the full will in this passage."

"That's just because you like big boobs." Hannibal gave Caesar a fierce look, "Picky goods!"

"What's wrong with liking bigger breasts!" Caesar made a fuss, and then there was a malice in his eyes, "Also, I can just pick and choose, I can just give up the loli to the royal sister, you can't even take a flat loli..."

Hannibal covered his heart and was easily hit by the barbarian again. Who made him miserable? This huge disadvantage was enough to become his obvious and fragile flaw. Every time he quarreled, the barbarians easily won the upper hand. Caesar used his powerful back-the lineup to establish an unparalleled superiority towards Hannibal...

These are probably a few unlucky things that I have... Hannibal said slightly that there are no absolute things in the world, nor absolute strong luck. Just like no matter how cold water has a small amount of fire element, no matter how lucky you are, you will suffer at some point, because everything is too much, you cannot enjoy all your blessings and cannot use all your power...

Ahem... In fact, Hannibal was able to understand the above truth because he firmly believed that there would always be women that Caesar could not guide...

"Yeah, it must exist!" Hannibal nodded vigorously, then stared at Caesar, "The information of the Holy White Lotus is like this. Let's talk about the remaining witches another day... Once the dimensional witch enters the city of Carmelo, both the necromancer and the archbishop will have some sense. We will pay close attention to their conspiracy, and you must also be prepared for battle."

"I understand." Caesar nodded seriously, and then a hint of distress appeared in his expression. "I seem to have forgotten anything... it's all your fault, I've said so much nonsense."

"What does it have to do with me... It's obviously **oss self-destructing." Hannibal suddenly turned his head and smiled in a direction, "I'm sorry for this chapter being messy, but everything has a reason..."

"Hey..." Caesar said strangely, "Who are you talking to..."

"Don't care about the details..." Hannibal laughed, "It's rare that Hideyoshi is not here. I'm going to find a good place tonight... Are you going together?"

"..." Caesar looked at Hannibal, "Don't act like a playboy, are you going to a nightclub to look for a man?"

"...What do you know! Drinking wine in the pile of powder is the romance that connotes men!" the Paladin roared.

"That's just because even in the female bathhouse, no woman will notice you... it's wrong!" Caesar suddenly stood up, "Can your aura of non-existential aura extend to the female bathhouse? It must be OK, you are a erotic paladin!"

"How is that possible!" Hannibal roared, "that requires me to concentrate on thinking, 'I really want to have sex with all the women in this bathhouse'! I am a dedicated person, how could that kind of idea be there!"

"Is that true?" Caesar calmed down his excited state, shook his head in disappointment, and suddenly said, "By the way, when it comes to Hideyoshi, I heard a piece of news. It seems that Hideyoshi's sister Yuko Kinishum is still going to school here."

"So what?" Hannibal glanced at Caesar.

Caesar seemed to have thought of something, and smiled and touched his chin: "Hannibal, I'll give you an idea to cook the rice and cook it. How about Hideyoshi's sister doing it while the chaos is up? It is said that they look exactly the same. At that time, you can say that you can't tell the difference between siblings, and then insist on being responsible according to the principles of the knight. I believe she can't stop the future Pope's courtship, and then slowly consolidate it..."

Caesar became more and more excited as he spoke. By the last pair of eyes had begun to shine. The king rubbed his hands and the bad water came out: "You can buy one and get one free at that time! Whether it is your sister or your brother... you have made a lot of money!"

When the King said this, he glanced at the consul, but found that Hannibal lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly: "What's wrong?"

"Does I always have to achieve this goal in this way in my life?" Hannibal sighed softly.

"It depends on what you said. Although it is not very glorious, it can achieve the goal." Caesar rolled his eyes, "I just made a suggestion. Whether to adopt it or not is yours. Every time you make a choice, you will have to bear the corresponding consequences, external consequences, and inner waves..."

"None of these are the main points of the problem..." Hannibal pressed his heart with his hand, "Caesar, do you know, did I hear what I heard just now?"

"What?" Caesar dug his nose.

"The omnipresent holy light and my heart just now gave me guidance to transcend the six senses, which made me understand the truth that we still didn't know. If I did..." Hannibal slowly raised his head - but the face of a firm and pure paladin was revealed, but a sad look. "According to past experience, no matter how careful the plan is, there will be accidents, and the consequence is that like the forced robbery incident, Yuko Kinoshita will probably be cheaper for you... No, not most, it's certain! Hatsune proves you, you slack!!!"

"…Tsk." Looking at Hannibal, who was getting more and more excited, Caesar turned his head aside.

"..." Hannibal burst into tears, "You just cut it! You should have this idea too! I said why are you so kind!

Unexpectedly, Caesar said seriously: "No, I really want to help you... Well, don't look at me, another purpose is to see what you like to see this time. Yes, if you don't succeed, I'll just look at your joke..."

"…You are simply a shame to the barbarians."

"You don't know this." Caesar was proud, "There are only two types of people who think that the barbarian clan is very simple and upright. One is the fool who has not been cheated by the barbarians, and the other is the miserable who has been cheated to death by the barbarians..."

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