Sacred Treasure

The Black-Skin Big Head man flicked his finger slightly.

A black light instantly reached Qin Yiguan's neck.

In an instant, Qin Yiguan's body leaned back, performing a backflip and landing three meters away.

But then, the black blade silently sliced the sink and its countless porcelain plates in two.

Then a flash of light.

The black blade returned to the Big Head man's hand once more.

"Drink?"

The Black-Skin Big Head man tilted his head slightly. "Your physical condition is quite good. No wonder there are rumors that any member of the Qin Yiguan is not someone to be trifled with."

At this moment, Qin Yiguan lowered his head slightly, his brows furrowed, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want to kill me? What grudge do we have?"

"You are innocent."

"It was just an undeserved misfortune."

The Big Head bluntly chuckled, "Simply put, there are countless Qin Yiguan in countless universes... but whether you know this or not is irrelevant."

Qin Yiguan's eyes flickered.

He naturally couldn't understand that the world he lived in wasn't the only one.

This place is called Multiverse No. 1020.

The apartment he lived in was not two stories, but three stories.

Xiao Ning did not receive Nutrient Pod and remains an Castoffs in a wheelchair.

Brother Lu did not enter the Source Matter Ore, but remained living in Rust City.

He himself did not join Gang, was not a ' Perversion Detective ', and remained poor, relying on part-time dishwashing to make a living.

The reason he could only work as an ordinary Dishwasher was that he suffered from a mental illness called Gestalt Collapse.

Furthermore, thanks to an opportunity during my childhood, I have recovered considerably from my Gestalt Collapse.

Facing that unknown assassin.

Qin Yiguan slowly raised his hand, wanting to touch the metal cross on his chest.

But his hand remained suspended in mid-air before slowly lowering it.

at the same time.

A voice echoed in his mind.

This is my playmate from my orphanage days, my dearest friend who always took care of me and protected me.

His name is Meng Jihe, and in my heart, he will always Boss Meng.

Although Boss Meng had passed away a few years ago due to an incurable malignant brain tumor.

But a scene from my childhood remains vivid in my memory.

That day, as a child, I and Boss Meng secretly slipped out of the orphanage to collect scrap metal.

Boss Meng disappeared inexplicably for half an hour.

When he returned, he was holding that exquisite cross in his hand.

Boss Meng said that this was a treasure he stole from a temple. It was made of a special extraterrestrial alloy and that wearing it would calm the mind and eliminate all distracting thoughts.

"Haha, this was stolen from a safe under an old monk's pillow!"

"It's not only an extraterrestrial alloy, but also blessed by the high monk's magical power!"

"I've attached a necklace to your Yiguan. From now on, wear this on your person. It will continue to work its magic, and it will cure your habit of seeing demons at night!"

At that time, Boss Meng patted Qin Yiguan on the shoulder with a big smile.

"Boss Meng, is this stuff reliable?"

"Why are there still cutting marks under this cross?"

Boss Meng's eyes were firm. "Of course it's reliable! Even that bald old monk treats it like a treasure, how could it be useless? But then again, it will definitely take effect slowly, so you absolutely must never let it out of your sight!"

Young Qin Yiguan still looked on with suspicion.

"Kid, put it on right now!"

"As for whether it works or not, why don't you test it tonight and you'll know?"

Boss Meng was very resolute, and without saying a word, he put the cross around Qin Yiguan's neck.

That evening.

The [Gestalt Collapse] occurred again, and for some reason, Qin Yiguan felt that this time the demon was not as terrifying as before.

"The baby crucifix seems to really work."

That night, young Qin Yiguan hid under the bed, stroking the cross, his eyes gleaming.

From then on.

My precious cross has never left my side again.

For many years, it has been hanging around Qin Yiguan's neck.

There was only one accident.

A year ago, when Qin Yiguan was leaving work late at night, the cross on his chest was spotted by a skilled pickpocket. With a casual touch, the cross was stolen.

In just 30 seconds, Qin Yiguan felt an emptiness in his chest, confirming that the cross was behind him, and a certain shackle in his heart shattered instantly.

That night, the pickpocket, who had already run more than ten meters, was swallowed by the extreme darkness. Countless demonic tentacles peeled off his skin and pulled out his tendons, breaking his bones into pieces and tearing his flesh into strips!

The pickpocket's death was too gruesome.

To this day, it remains an unsolved case for the police department.

"So many years have passed."

"I've been persisting."

"I'm almost cured, I want to return to being a normal person... I don't need that bloody ability."

I can't give up.

"I'll be able to apply for Nutrient Pod soon."

I want a peaceful life.

Qin Yiguan abandoned the idea of removing the cross, became fully alert, and looked up at the Big Head man!

And in that very moment...

The Big Head man stretched out his finger, his black skin surging and converging at his fingertip, instantly forming a long, sharp spike that stretched dozens of meters and pierced straight at Qin Yiguan's brow!

For a long time.

Qin Yiguan had been training his body offline, which gave him a reaction speed that was unmatched by ordinary people after entering the Metaverse.

Swish!

Qin Yiguan suddenly shifted his body, sliding sideways to narrowly avoid the black spikes!

"Huh?"

"They actually dodged it?"

The Big Head man looked at his palm. "It seems I'm still a bit behind Lord AKI... Heh, luckily I haven't used my full strength yet. This Qin Yiguan must die!"

And in that very moment...

The Black-Skin Big Head man felt a chill run down his neck.

He slowly turned around, only to see a small patch of darkness suddenly appear behind him, from which a demonic hand emerged out of thin air, its sharp nails about to crush his Big Head.

Meanwhile, Qin Yiguan, standing in the distance, had a furrowed brow and sweat beading on his forehead.

Perhaps it's because the wearing time wasn't long enough, or perhaps it's because there are still some lingering symptoms of [Gestalt Collapse].

Even under the seal of the cross, he could still muster a sliver of power, but to ensure that he did not lose everything, he sought a balance within the shackles, seeking a way to maximize his attack.

That black demonic claw was something he imagined.

He wouldn't remove the cross; he only hoped this attack would kill the Big Head man!

It's a pity.

The demonic hand, after extending a few centimeters forward, vanished with a roar.

The Big Head man relaxed, "Is that all?!"

He immediately raised his hand, and more than a dozen 'blades' flew out of the void, completely surrounding Qin Yiguan!

Bite!

Bite!

Bite!

The blades collided with each other, dissipated, and then turned into black light, returning to the Big Head man's hand.

Qin Yiguan's body vanished in an instant, only to reappear several meters away just moments later.

It was as if some kind of spatial movement had occurred.

Even he himself was stunned and speechless.

after.

He was shocked to discover that three figures had appeared at the entrance of the alley at some unknown time.

Moreover, these three figures... are somewhat eerie.

Looking at them, I felt as if I were in a dream, because their faces were exactly the same as mine. If it weren't for the fact that the three of them were dressed differently, it would be like looking in a mirror.

One of them was wearing a long black leather trench coat, his abdomen and chest were covered in scars, and he had a machete at his waist.

The other person, dressed in a white Caregiver uniform and wearing a white baseball cap, slowly lowered the finger that was pointing at him.

The boy in the middle, with his black jacket, black pants, and cold expression, was practically a carbon copy.

"Biesan."

But then Qin Yiguan, the man in the leather trench coat, said, "It seems your suggestion was correct—when we've found nothing, why don't we look for ' Qin Yiguan ' in this Metaverse?"

Another person adjusted his white baseball cap. "That guy up ahead... should we call him ' Dishwasher Qin Yiguan '?"

Meanwhile, the Black-Skinned Aoke in the distance suddenly straightened up, staring at the three newly appeared figures, his eyes lighting up as he exclaimed, "Hahaha, isn't this the legendary surprise?!"