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    That was the sound of the ax hitting the tree, that is, the sound of the ax hitting my "body".

    It¡¯s a little slow, but it¡¯s working.  that's enough.

    When I was a human being, I would never have imagined that one day I would crave death crazily.

    But now, death is the only thing I want to get

    A long time ago, I was a person who was extremely attached to life, because I once had everything.

    My family is very wealthy and powerful.  When I was very young, I understood that I didn¡¯t need to work or pay, as long as I asked for it, my requirements would be met.

    I spent my teenage years in public schools. I think my family wanted me to experience civilian life.

    I am very lucky to have had this experience. It made me see many things clearly, and it can even be said that it changed my life.

    During those days, I often heard the parents of some classmates say this to their children, "Don't lose at the starting line."

    Thinking about it years laterthat was one of the saddest things I've ever heard.

    If life is really a race, then the person who crosses the finish line first will die faster.

    The truth is, there is no starting line at all, because this is not running.  They are just running. People like me are born to sit on the back of Pegasus There is no need to run, and it is impossible to be caught up by them.

    Later, I gradually understood that the starting line those people talked about actually had nothing to do with me; they wanted their children to be ahead of other runners.

    Buteven on this point, I disagree.  Regardless of family background, "talent" is also a factor that cannot be forced.  IQ, appearance, and talent are also innate advantages that mediocre people cannot catch up with in their lifetime.

    Their only capital is diligence.  But they fail to recognize this. They waste time and energy, immersed in self-satisfaction fantasies and meaningless cheap pleasures.  Youth is wasted.

    They are pitiable, butnot worthy of sympathy.

    When I was young, I left this environment and went to the place where a person of my status should go.

    I saw another worlda hypocritical, cruel, and disgusting world.  The people there have similar backgrounds to me. They come from well-off families, have bad tempers, and are self-centered.

    They make me miss my days in public school, where at least I could make real friends.

    Years passed, and I grew up in the best environment my family could provide.  I was in a state of panic, but I couldn't help myself straightI finally learned something.  After embarking on an official career, I gradually adapted to dealing with all kinds of people, and also learned to use whatever means necessary to eradicate the root causes

    Finally, at the age of forty-three, I became the prime minister of the kingdom.

    I am the youngest prime minister in the history of the kingdom. I have all the power in the government and the opposition, I have a lot of gang members, I am as rich as the enemy, and I am suave.  Men dreamed of my life.  Women dreamed of coming into my life.

    I have everything.

    And the next thing I will think about is naturallyhow to keep all this as long as possible.

    I secretly control the Kingdom¡¯s Academy of Science and Academy of Magic, and even the commander of the Royal Sorcerer Force is my confidant.  The resources of the entire kingdom are at my service.  Trying to find a way for me to live forever.

    But ten years have passed, my thinking has begun to slow down, and my physical strength has begun to decline.  Even though I treat my body like a temple, the demon of aging still arrives as expected.  And the study of immortality.  Still no real progress.

    I started to take risks.  I visited the black magic guild, the demon clan, and even went to the wild lands outside the kingdom to search for otherworldly things.

    These are absolute taboos, but I don¡¯t care about that much anymore. Anyway, the act of studying the art of immortality itself is also expressly prohibited.

    The fear of aging and death.  It's made me desperate.

    Under this premise, I found them

    "The Wild Killing Brothers" are a terrifying duo that only exist in rumors.  It is said that both of them are members of the Xing tribe, and some say that only one of them is from the Xing tribe Of course, that is not important.  Importantly, they are alchemical geniuses.  Even the Governor of the Royal Sorcerer Force told me that if anyone could complete the art of immortality, it could only be their brother.

    I was overjoyed and sang a triumphant song of hope in my heart.

    ¡°Now it seemsthat was actually a prelude to despair.

      I found the two brothers, Arthur and Andrew.

    They took away a large number of precious treasures from my private treasure house as reward, but I didn't feel bad.  As long as I gain eternal life, accumulating wealth will be easy.

    On my fifty-fourth birthday, the long-awaited refinement began.

    Everything about that day was blurry and chaotic.  I can no longer remember the details of that time. All I can remember is the feeling of terror and pain.

    When I regained consciousness, I came here - Ju Mo Island.

    This is not my world. Those two nasty liars sent me to another world and to an evil god.

    Xingshi, the supreme god of the Xing clan.

    I was treated as a sacrifice and transported to his dimension, where I knelt down at his feet

    Then, I learned a ridiculous, sad, and extremely terrifying fact - Master Xing was nothing more than a prisoner on Zui Mo Island.

    "However, it is easy for this prisoner to subdue an opponent like me.

    My magic was like juggling before his eyes, disappearing in an instant.

    I was "sewn" by him on a huge tree of ridicule.  Every stitch, every stitch I used my own tendons to sew it.

    ¡°He put a curse on me.

    Ifinally gained eternal life.

    Real immortality that cannot even be achieved by suicide.

    Time flies, I don¡¯t know how many years have passed I have become one with the big tree behind me.

    ?At first, I felt that the venomous remarks of this mocking tree were a form of torture.  But laterI got used to it.

    Until one day, it died.

    Trees of ridicule also have a lifespan, and they will die.  When death comes, they stop talking and turn into mere rotten wood.

    That day, I cried, but I couldn¡¯t shed tears.

    From that day on, I was only accompanied by endless loneliness.  Even a curse has become a luxury.

    I remembered that when I was a child, I heard a down-and-out troubadour singing a song like this on the street: "Drink, sex, wealth, are all in the mirror. Fame, fortune, and wealth will eventually become fleeting clouds."

    A person¡¯s life is long enough.  What can never be filled is human desire.

    People ignore what is really important and chase those phantoms, so when they die, they leave nothing but regrets.

    I paid the price for my greed, and fortunatelyit's all over.

    Ahit's almost broken, just give it a few more blows.

    What I see now, these clear memories, are just a revolving door

    Eh?  Are you the God of Death?  Great, I have been waiting for you for too long too long (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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