Chaos Le Zilong's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 253 Controlling the Power of Chaos

"Remember, no matter what you see or hear, don't be confused, be firm in your heart."

Hearing Deadpool's serious words for the first time, Owen's expression became serious.

"I'm ready."

Hearing this, Deadpool nodded and looked at the part about the dragon vein transformation in Owen's body related to the power of chaos.

In just a moment, Owen felt that many voices filled his head, constantly speaking words that he could not understand at all. Not only that, Owen also felt that his soul was being torn into pieces, and then squeezed into a ball again, over and over again.

The pain in his mind and soul caused Owen to sweat uncontrollably on his forehead. His body collapsed to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

Owen clenched his fists tightly, with the only thought in his mind being to hold on. He didn't even have time to pay attention to the severe pain of his nails piercing his palms.

On the side, looking at Deadpool in such pain, I know that this is just the beginning and it is the easiest part to bear. After getting through it, the next round will be the real test.

Owen could no longer feel the passage of time. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and his eyes were shrouded in a gray and white color representing chaos.

After an unknown amount of time, Owen felt that he was floating in a special space. There was no gravity here, and he could not feel the existence of his limbs. The sounds that echoed in his soul gradually disappeared.

"Am I... dead?"

Owen murmured, his eyes full of confusion. He could no longer remember what had happened before.

Just at this moment, Owen saw a figure that he was very familiar with appearing in front of him. Except that the eyes had changed from blue to blood red, this figure was himself.

"You finally woke up. I thought you couldn't even make it through the first level."

As he spoke, the figure smiled. Although he had the same face as Owen and his smile was similar, this smile did not contain any warmth. Instead, it was filled with endless indifference and ridicule.

"who are you?"

"What a stupid question. Of course I am you." The figure chuckled.

"Oh, they have red eyes. So handsome."

Hearing this, the figure's smile widened.

"Haha, are you still saying this? Just fool others, but don't fool yourself."

The figure taunted Owen mercilessly.

"You know very well that some of your words are just your habit to relieve stress. I also said that I am you. Although it is only the negative you, I know everything about you."

As he spoke, Negative Owen came in front of Owen and placed his palm covered with black scales on his heart.

"You are confused, right? After leaving your master, you are confused about whether you can save the world."

Negative Owen's palm moved down, and his fingertips gently stroked the long and narrow scar from Owen's left rib to his right abdomen.

"After all, you are too weak. You are just an aggregate, and it almost cost you your life. You can't even protect yourself, so how can you save the world?"

Irving just looked at his negative self quietly.

"so what?"

"So, don't you have any fear or worry at all? How can you save the world with just you and that mob?"

"so what?"

Hearing this, Negative Owen narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sneered.

"I really don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. Master clearly said that he could take you away from this world, so why don't you leave? Don't tell me that this world is your home. You have only lived in this world for a few years. On that backward planet, didn't you rely on hunting every day to survive? The world has never treated you well, but it has temporarily imposed such a huge force of destiny on you. Isn't it just to tie up Master and let him save the world?"

Negative Owen looked Owen straight in the eyes.

"Admit it, you are just a tool chosen by the world temporarily. If the first person Master met was not you, you would just be a little lizard trying to fill your stomach. Who knows, you might end up in the mouth of other animals one day."

Noticing that Irving was lost in thought, Negative Irving's words became more provocative, like a temptation.

"Master has not yet escaped from the dark space. You don't need to fight for your life. Just wait for Master to escape. As long as you tell Master, you can leave this world intact. After all, saving the world has never been your responsibility."

"Are you finished?"

"what?"

Looking at the surprised and puzzled face opposite him, Owen once again showed his signature sunny smile.

"You're right, saving the world has never been my responsibility, but you know what?"

As Owen spoke, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"At first, the master didn't acknowledge me as his apprentice. I insisted on calling him master. But as we got along, he gradually accepted me. It wasn't because I had any extraordinary talent in magic, but simply because I was his apprentice, because I was Owen."

"What do you mean by saying this?"

Negative Irving has absolutely no idea what he wants to say.

"So, it is precisely because I am myself that I am the master's apprentice. If I let the master take me away from this world because I am afraid of death or something like that, I will no longer be myself."

After saying that, Owen smiled and hugged his negative self.

"I don't want to disappoint my master, nor do I want to disappoint those who have always followed and believed in me. Just like I said to Desrick before, even if we can't save the world, at least we have tried. Even if we die, we will be handsome. And you are me, you should feel the same way, right?"

"you……"

Feeling Irving's warm embrace, Negative Irving couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Finally, Negative Owen closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils turned the same blue as Owen's.

"It seems that the black and red bastard is overthinking it. You are so determined that you will definitely not be assimilated by chaos."

After saying this, his body merged into Owen's.

"Be firm in your will and take control of this power."

The moment he finished speaking, Owen felt the voices again, but compared to the original voices, they became clearer and weaker. An indescribable power began to flow in Owen's body.

At the same time, countless opposing yet similar emotions such as sadness, joy, pain, and happiness filled Owen's mind.

But after merging with his negative self, this emotion has no effect on Owen at all.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Owen, who was lying on the ground, finally opened his eyes.

In the eyes that were originally as bright as sapphires, a circle of gray and white appeared, representing chaos. However, this gray and white was only on the outermost edge, as if it was a foil.

Owen stood up slowly and clenched his hands.

"So strong."

The power of chaos not only strengthened his body, but also...

As his thoughts turned, Owen's arms instantly turned gray, twisted and entangled, and turned into several tentacles.

"Ohhh! I finally have tentacles too, so cool!"