Chapter 1787 Lie

Zhang Lu faced Tianling's gaze fearlessly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he had already put life and death aside.

"Why, do you really treat yourself as a savior?" Tian Ling's eyes were cold, and his tone was also a little mocking, "I can't tell that you are so noble."

Listening to Tianling's mockery, Zhang Lu said calmly: "I have never been a noble person, nor am I interested in being a savior... But if I don't have this ability, it would be fine. Since I have this ability, of course I have to do something."

After all, it was because he did not fully believe in the words of Tianling.

Who knows whether what Tian Ling said is true or false?

Can the Lord of Hunmeng be successfully resurrected? Does the Altar of Apocalypse really require sacrifice to the entire Hunmeng?

Who proves it?

Tian Ling said that the Apocalypse Method of Shi Wusheng is a castrated version. Only by sacrificing the entire Hunmeng can one succeed. But who can prove that the Apocalypse Method of Tian Ling does not need to be sacrificed to the entire Hunmeng? Who can guarantee that the Apocalypse Method of Tian Ling will be successful and will definitely prevent Hunmeng from destruction?

Before the results appear, anything is possible.

Zhang Lu doesn't want to put his hopes on others, nor does he want to take risks, so he hopes to do this by himself.

Neither Tian Ling nor Shi Wusheng trusted him completely.

Although it seems that Tianling is doing the right thing at the moment, since Zhang Lu has a better solution, why not choose to control it yourself?

"After all, you don't trust me." There was a hint of anger in Tianling's voice, "I've said it so clearly, you still don't trust me!"

"If it were you, would you completely trust others based on just someone else's words?" Zhang Lu asked.

"But I'm different!" Tian Ling raised his head, "I am the clone of the Lord Hunmeng! You and I are the same type of people!"

"Who knows?" Zhang Lu shrugged, "Even if you are really the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng, who guarantees that the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng will not lie?"

A murderous intent spread around Tianling again: "Are you sure you want to stop me?"

Zhang Lu did not rush to nod or shake his head, but said Youyou: "Actually, I didn't intend to stop you, but... you were too anxious to prove yourself, so you revealed your flaws."

Tian Ling stuttered: "What does it mean, I don't understand."

"You said that the Apocalypse Method of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword is a castrated version, and it requires a greater price to pay, and even sacrifice the entire Hunmeng to create a new Hunmeng." Zhang Lu said slowly: "And you, based on the will of the Creator of the Hunmeng, open the tomb of the Heaven, build the Altar of the Apocalypse, and add the complete Apocalypse Method, so that the Lord of the Hunmeng can be resurrected at a smaller price. At first glance, it seems that there is no problem."

"Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

"You are wrong, too exaggerating the shortcomings of the castrated version of the Apocalypse Method, or in other words, you are too eager to prove your correct position." Zhang Lu shook his head and said, "You only consider exaggerating and smearing the Apocalypse Method and belittle his Apocalypse Method, but you forgot a little."

“Which point?”

"As the clone of the Lord of Hunmeng, you still need to control the complete Apocalypse Method based on the will of the Lord of Hunmeng to barely open up the tomb of the Heavenly Tomb and build the Apocalypse Altar. After that, you need to continue to lure and erase countless Mud Controllers, and manipulate so many Nine-Star Mud Controllers to sacrifice their mystery..." Zhang Yu stared at Tianling, with confidence in his eyes, "But the traitor in your mouth, Si Wusheng, who only joined forces with a group of Kings of Ten Thousand Realms, successfully opened up Hunmeng Heaven without any other consumption. Is the castrated version of the Apocalypse Method more powerful than your complete Apocalypse Method? Or is Si Wusheng's strength really powerful enough to change the world with his own strength?"

Looking at Tian Ling who was silent, Zhang Lu laughed: "If Shi Wusheng is really so powerful, why should he join forces with those kings of the Ten Thousand Realms? He secretly opened up a world of humiliation, isn't it fragrant?"

Conditions for opening up the tomb of heaven: the will of the Creator, the spirit of heaven, and the complete method of apocalypse.

The conditions for opening up the Hunmengtian: the Body Wusheng, the castration version of the Apocalypse Method, and a group of kings of the Ten Thousand Realms with almost no sense of existence.

Compared with this, the loophole is too obvious.

According to the conditions of Shi Wusheng, if the Tianling did not lie, then Shi Wusheng would not be able to open up the Hunmeng Heaven!

He doesn't have that foundation of strength!

"You want to express Si Wusheng's ambition too much, and you want to smear Si Wusheng too much, and have made up many reasons just to prove that Si Wusheng had to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng in order to set foot in the realm of Hunmeng." Zhang Lu spread his hands: "But if everything is really as you said, then Si Wusheng can't even open up Hunmeng Heaven... Isn't this a contradiction?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Lu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Your words seem to be fine, but the logic cannot stand scrutiny. You can find the problem by thinking about it a little."

This is the real reason why Zhang Lu stopped Tianling.

If Tian Ling spoke honestly, if it really wanted to resurrect the Lord of Hunmeng and would not sacrifice the entire Hunmeng, Zhang Lu naturally had no reason to stop it. Even if doing so might be a bit cruel for some people, the final result would be relatively best.

But, Tian Ling lied!

"Papapapapa..." Tian Ling applauded, and the murderous intent that filled the surroundings disappeared, and praised: "I thought I had made it perfect, but I didn't expect that you would find such a small loophole. I deserve to be the clone of the quasi-Hunmeng Lord, amazing."

Zhang Lu was very calm. For a charlatan, fooling was his secret skill and his foundation.

Tian Ling is obviously not skilled in his business. In front of him, a charlatan who has risen by fooling, he is trying to fool him. Isn’t this looking down on him?

"Exceeding the award." Zhang Lu was very calm, as if he was not satisfied with the lies of seeing through Tianling. "I am a little curious about what your true identity is, why did you lie to me?"

Tian Ling said lightly: "My identity is indeed the clone of the Lord Hunmeng. The only thing that deceives you is the Apocalypse Method. In fact, the complete Apocalypse Method is in the hands of Shi Wusheng. The Apocalypse Method I master is the castrated version. As for the reason, I am not interested in explaining it to you, you only need to know this."

"I'm not interested in explaining it? I can't make it up, right?" Zhang Lu smiled.

"You think it is." Tian Ling did not comment, "But there is one thing I did not lie. If Shi Wusheng wants to enter the realm of Hunmeng, he really needs to sacrifice the entire Hunmeng. Without Hunmeng's blessing, with Shi Wusheng's ability, it is impossible to open up a new Hunmeng. After all, the method of apocalypse is essentially a method that only Hunmeng can perform."

"It's already this time, and I'm still thinking about throwing dirty water on Shi Wusheng?" Zhang Lu raised his eyebrows.

"Facts are better than words." Tian Ling said lightly: "When Hunmengtian reaches that critical point, you can see how Si Wusheng chooses."

Zhang Lu said, "What about you? Don't tell me, you can really resurrect the Lord of Hunmeng by relying solely on this altar of Apocalypse."

Zhang Lu only believed half of what Tian Ling said, and even half of it was not.

"I? If I say it, I will sacrifice the whole Hunmeng, do you believe it?" Tianling's voice was a little playful.

"Finance." Zhang Lu said without hesitation.

"Congratulations, I guessed it right." Tian Ling said lightly: "It is worth it to resurrect the deity and sacrifice the entire Hunmeng. And I do plan to do this." It no longer hides its own thoughts, "But what is different from Si Wusheng is that he sacrifices the entire Hunmeng for himself, and I am to resurrect the deity. Si Wusheng stepped into the Lord of Hunmeng, and Hunmeng would really die when Hunmeng died. But after I resurrected the deity, I might be able to find a way to restore the destruction Hunmeng. After all, I am the person who knows Hunmeng the best. This is the difference between me and Si Wusheng."

Tian Ling looked at Zhang Lu: "I can't guarantee that I can really restart Hunmeng after resurrection, but what is certain is that if Shi Wusheng stepped on Hunmeng Lord, Hunmeng would have no chance at all."

Zhang Lu looked at Tianling quietly, trying to tell whether Tianling was lying.

Unfortunately, Tian Ling seemed to have learned the lessons from the previous ones. This time, she did not say too much, nor did she give out any special information. Even Zhang Lu could not tell which sentence of Tian Ling was true and which sentence was false for a while.

"It's so tiring to deal with you old monsters." Zhang Lu rubbed his temples, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to guess whether you've lie. Anyway, I can't agree to the sacrifice."
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