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Now, the hero in the fire raised his head and reached out to the dark tide covering the sky and earth in the distance.

In an instant, the pillar of fire that ran through the heavens and the earth dissipated, and the mighty flames followed his will, turning into torrential rain and falling, igniting everything again.

And in his hand, that ordinary copper rod began to extend endlessly.

Towards the front, the roaring remnant of Gaia, the rotting ruler.

Chop off!

But after the flames of thousands of feet spread, after countless peeling patina, it revealed the handwriting like a dragon-[Dinghai Shen Zhen Tie]!

The terrifying force that is enough to pin the entire ocean erupts here!

The ruler roared.

The head and even the body were completely defeated by this stick.

For the first time since she was born from the carrion, she stopped.

Just in front of this mighty power comparable to a god!

"Come on, old aunt!"

The great saint turned into a giant squeezed her arm tightly, and the face in the flame seemed to be grinning: "Don't worry, we two are fine, chatting and chatting—"

Then, the head hammer.

boom!

Endless destructive power bursts out of the impact and spreads rapidly towards the darkness.

Countless monsters can't hit him, even leaving a scratch on the armor.

When the undefeated hero stood in front of the present realm, he shut out the entire **** with one person!

The miraculous engraving of the Pantheon descended again.

Together with the burning solar calendar stone, and the broken wheels of the gods, there will be bright lights, sprinkling the flames of destruction and counterattack. Under these continuous counterattacks, the originally collapsed front line has once again stabilized its position?

"There is such a talent in the desperate situation, it is really surprising."

The Maharaja exclaimed, and shook his head slightly, as if pitying:

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

Today's destruction is too late.

Because just on the chessboard, the pitch black color has already begun to spread.

It's like mold after the rain, overlapping and overlapping.

The distortion from the abyss has descended into the dead world, deep into the bone marrow...

When the ruler neighed again, bursts of dark smoke rose from the corrupted body, covering everything, rooting under the earth, above the sky, and covering everything.

Gradually obscured the light of those struggles, covering everything.

There are more tides of the abyss, continuously spreading from the rotting body.

She is gradually splitting...

Dissolve!

"Fuck, annoying!"

The great sage roared, the flames surging, sprayed from the golden eyes, cutting the body of the rotting ruler, and then, the Dinghai Divine Needle smashed down, and completely exploded the creeping head!

It's a pity that not only the wailing, but also the **** precipitation that blew out.

Blindly enduring the siege from the present, that suture monster did not resist, except for the instinctive infection, but continued to deform, rebirth, and spread the blood of the abyss to the entire world.

Then, pull the depth of the entire fragment and evolve toward hell!

Hell precipitation, burning wind, nameless fire, strange sights beneath countless depths emerged from above the earth.

And in this horrible scene of rapid hell, only the jesters laughed in the wind, exclaimed with joy, and sent gifts from the piper.

"You will nurture all things, and you will have many births. The birds in the sky, the fish in the sea, and the running beasts will also be under your control... From then on, you will be the [Mother of Chaos]!"

Now, **** is coming!

Even if the flames of resistance still remain, the darkness has completely swallowed the entire world.

In the silent hall, there was only a sigh of regret.

From above the throne.

"It looks like the game is about to end, my friend."

The maharaja sighed slightly: "It's really a wonderful duel, you have exhausted all your means.

But even if the victory or defeat is based on the tricks of you and others, from the beginning, our strengths have never been equal to each other... Now, what card can you take out to reverse the world? "

The diplomat in the wheelchair did not speak.

silence.

Already, hard to breathe...

A gloomy breath emerged from that old body, as if there was substantial darkness entwining his face, his scarlet pupils were gradually trembling.

Freezing is here!

The sound of cracking sounded one after another.

Whether it is the surgery in the Surviving Hospital, or the treasures of the major genealogy, they are dissipating one after another, and it is difficult to take effect.

When Isaac's long sleeves twisted his wrist slightly, he heard a cold snort on the throne.

"Self-deception tricks should be enough."

Snapped!

In the deep thunder, Isaac's mouth and nose dripped with scarlet blood.

After becoming Chronos, he felt for the first time that the undercurrent in the timeline was so violent that he almost rips his soul apart.

Right in front of him, the huge chessboard had completely turned into pitch black.

Breaking free from the link of the Rainbow Bridge, he fell inch by inch toward the dark abyss.

And as the depth of the fragments changed, more cracking sounds sounded from around the current realm - in the sirens that spread within the jurisdiction, the complex connection between countless borders began to quickly disintegrate and collapse.

The current defensive front begins to die!

Countless huge gaps are gradually exposed, growing, and massive fragments fall off between the borders, fall into the abyss, and turn into dazzling rainbows... Until the end, the domain under the depth is completely Swallowed.

The gambling game finally ushered in the end of the moment.

The final settlement begins!

And within the fragments that skyrocketed in depth, the lowest level of the Pantheon.

In an empty warehouse, lights were lit above the two cultivation chambers, illuminating the two faces inside that had been frozen for a long time.

The pupils blinked slightly.

The deadly ‘specimen’ are thawing, only a final order is needed.

The decay sequence is on the verge.

But in the continuation of the hospital, the dean is still motionless, the finger on the trigger seems to be frozen, motionless, just looking at the countless data emerging on the screen, looking for the existence of any turning point...

Or, before closing, confirm the final moment.

The finger on the trigger depressed a point...

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"Wake up!"

A familiar voice seemed to be heard in his ears. Someone shook his shoulder and called out softly, "Marcus, wake up!"

He said, "Don't sleep anymore."

In the gloom, the old diplomat raised his eyes again.

It's like waking up.

The empty sight passed everything in front of him.

I didn't care about the trivial disputes, crises, abyss and hell. Looking into the distance, it was as if I could see the non-existent figure here.

See those familiar smiling faces.

Under the gentle sunlight, they gathered under the old tree again, laughing with each other.

As in previous years.

"Where am I...?"

Marcus stared at the illusion in front of him in a daze, stretched out his hand, trying to touch their faces, but those faces were like bubbles, touching them to pieces.

So far away.

Only a soft voice echoed in my ears.

"Of course it's in the place of your choice, Marcus."

Someone said in the ear: "In a dream you don't want to wake up."

There was a cracking sound, from between the sky and the earth, the faces gradually blurred, and everything seemed to be quickly dissipating.

Everything in the past has gradually disappeared.

Together with those memories...

"Don't be in a daze, Marcus."

The man who had already died took a step back and smiled at him: "You still have things to do—"

He said: "The dream is about to end, you should leave."

He patted his old friend on the shoulder, smiled and waved, and turned away.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Marcus struggled, trying to get up from the wheelchair, hoarsely pleading: "Don't go, I still have a lot to say to you!"

But those figures just walked past him, patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said goodbye.

Gone away.

Disappeared in the sun.

He has been too late.

"Wait for me."

He pushed the wheelchair, followed crappyly, and chased in embarrassment: "Please, wait for me..."

But no one looked back.

Until the end, on the broken road, only the gasping old people were left, and their backs were no longer visible.

She burst into tears.

Hoarse shout.

Good old times, please stop.

Why leave me here...

So lonely.

At that moment, he closed his eyes, and a desperate scream sounded from the deepest part of his soul, tearing apart the dream that had lingered for decades.

The last sunlight disappeared without a trace.

Darkness gushes.

From the old man's body.

With his screams, it broke out!

The abyss sounds!

Countless hells are turbulent in the sudden tide, glowing with a high-pitched roar, like the announcement of a chilling bell!

Towards the present, the border, and all hell.

Announcing the birth of a ruler.

Just in the gaze that the Maharaja was looking forward to, and in the infinite darkness that cut off everything, only a pair of blood-stained hands emerged, slowly lifted from Marcus's front, holding up the solemn crown that was descended from the abyss.

With sacrifices and dedications from the present and **** gambling game, we will achieve unparalleled disasters and great deeds. Towards the frozen soul, generously gave the essence and authority of hell!

Only an inch short.

And this inch... is like Tianyuan far away!

When Marcus raised his face again, the **** hand holding the crown stagnated in the air.

Clenched tightly by the old man.

In addition, the collapse of the current defensive front and the fall of Gaia fragments came to an abrupt end.

Everything seemed to usher in a freeze.

"I reject!"

The abyss roared in front of the lonely old man: "Our war is not over yet!"

It doesn't matter even if the dream is already awake.

It doesn’t matter if you are alone!

As long as I am still there, they will be there.

No, as long as there are people walking on the path we have opened up, then our story is not over yet——

No matter who it is, they cannot deny the value of their sacrifices, and no matter who it is, they cannot tarnish the honor they left behind! No matter who it is, never want to take my soul away!

Not even the abyss!

If so, you can't help yourself, and resist the ending close at hand.

Towards the stage where the curtain came down without authorization, launched a counterattack.

Make everything come to an abrupt end.

Follow the gambling agreement-if Gaia goes to hell, then Marcus will go to hell. But what if Marcus's soul refuses this?

The bargaining chip above the balance unexpectedly arbitrarily blocked in front of the result.

Just like a man’s arm as a car, he sacrificed everything in exchange for a short time.

Even if only this short moment!

"The game is over, Marcus."

The Maharaja declared with pity: "Your resistance is indeed precious, but it has no meaning. The dust has settled, and you will eventually return to the abyss."

"No, the gambling is still there."

Under the blood crown, the old man stared at the result of being blocked by himself, with a mocking smile: "So, the rules... are still there!"

At that moment, behind him, Isaac sighed silently.

I closed my eyes.

The stigmata of Chronos revolved again, and the surging divinity burned the soul, once again breaking through the countless turbulent undercurrents on the time axis.

Run without any hesitation!

Viscous blood oozes from his eyes, ears, nose, and nose, dripping slowly, staining the last card in his hand...

On the card surface, all the patterns that used to be retreated, and in the end, only a blank is left!

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That was the last day before the game started.

Isaac suddenly received news from Russell.

A meeting outside the Surviving Hospital, the old time, the same place.

He has already understood the anxiety in the principal's heart, and even his own anxiety is still above that, especially after knowing part of the plan for the survival of the hospital. But during the meeting, Russell didn't ask anything he knew at all, didn't even search for any intelligence, and none of the conversations involved confidentiality.

There is only one command from the heavenly pedigree to him.

The priority is even higher than that of the Survival House and the Bureau of Control. Once other plans are contrary to Russell’s orders, then Russell’s orders shall prevail unconditionally.

In the dim light, Russell told him:

"——No matter what the situation is, you can never use up Huai Shi's cards!"

"I know."

Isaac nodded without hesitation and obeyed.

Did not even ask the reason, just resolutely implement.

In fact, even if Russell didn't say it, he would do it.

Huai Shi, as an important inheritor of the heavenly genealogy and the next-generation master of the established genealogy, can be said to be the hope of the rejuvenation of the Utopia and the future of all people.

Even if it is a desperate bet, a little bit of money must be left behind.

How could he be so ruined in this struggle.

But for his resolute attitude, Russell showed a... almost mocking smile.

"No, you don't understand."

Loki of Heaven was holding a wine glass, as if she had lost her mind. After a long time, she said softly: "You think you have to leave the last hope for the genealogy of Heaven.

But the reason why hope is valuable is that hope is meaningful and existential, rather than an illusory possibility. "

"I believe in Huaishi's talents." Isaac answered without hesitation.

"Ah, we have reached a consensus on this very early."

Russell shook his head. "I'm going to say something else... What do you think gambling is, Isaac?"

Before he could answer, Russell gave the answer on his own: "Gambling is a scam—the arena of tricksters. Everyone fumbled for each other’s cards, read every change in expression, and looked for every one. The breath of conspiracy...

Even, sometimes the outcome is determined long before the gambling starts.

Therefore, the wise will not gamble.

Because gambling represents the fluke of a comeback after the situation is out of control, pinning everything on the weak heart of probability, and the helplessness after the end of the road and the exhaustion of ammunition and food. "

In the silence, Russell raised his head, drank the remaining wine in the glass, and suddenly laughed: "It is ridiculous that sometimes, we have to gamble.

Otherwise, there will be no chance..."

Isaac did not speak.

Just waiting quietly.

Until Russell finally said: "Isaac, I give you the order because this is something that only you can do, and it is also something that only Huaishi can do."

"Delete the prepared deck."

He said, "If you want to bet, you can't count on the honor and accumulation of the past—"

"This time, we bet on the future!"

Just like a real gambler at all costs, that man's eyes burned with fire that would even burn his soul.

"——Bet on his future!"

Now, as Russell had guessed.

When the result was about to be revealed, I bet on everything I had in the past, but still couldn't overwhelm the weight on the other side of the balance.

When the situation has deteriorated to the point that it is almost irretrievable and there is no retreat, the only thing that can be used is this final struggle!

Abandon the past, for the present, and seek the possibility for the future!

Now, in the hands of Isaac, the miracle of Chronos reappeared.

Time rushes.

The event is recorded in rapid changes, just between the five fingers-a dazzling light emerges!

Grasp the precious opportunity of this moment, exhaust everything you have, and throw all your divinity, soul, and even source quality into the time axis of turmoil.

Catalyzed by the record base intercepted from Huai Shi himself, using this as a proof, initiates the final call to the future time!

The intense light in the pupils of the eyes burned out in an instant.

The inside of the body is empty.

His soul has flown to the future along the torrent, tracing back in endless possibilities, and then back, even if this consciousness becomes torn apart, quickly returning to nothingness in the passing of time.

But among thousands of possibilities, thousands of Isaacs shuttled in the turbulent timeline, searching for the only one among countless dead ends...

Until Jiu Yuan, Jiu Yuan, Jiu Yuan, in the future where he himself was completely lost, the last sympathy came.

It's like reaching out to a drowning person.

A ray of light was thrown swayingly.

At that moment, the time axis of nothingness completely collapsed, Isaac's soul returned from the turbulence, and the blood oozing from his mouth and nose was also ignited by the terrifying backlash.

Illuminated that broken smile.

In his hand, the blank card ushered in a rapid transformation. In a flash, from bronze to silver, gold, diamonds... until the end, there is no more frame to carry the solemn back.

Everything is so fuzzy, only the side face is so clear.

There is no difference from now.

But his eyes became so indifferent and lofty.

This is the Huai poem of the future.

The Aeon Card that the future Lord of Heaven will get!

"Huai Shi, I will entrust all the future to you."

Isaac exhausted all his last strength and cast that magnificent light into the chessboard, with his last hopes and wishes:

"Now, the future is in your hands—"

The cards of nothingness fell into the chessboard that was about to collapse.

Those records of events that have no power at all are unreservedly integrated into the soul of Huai Shi-originally only illusory stories and testimonies of the distant future, at this moment, under the transformation of the final rules, ushered in manifestation!

Ling Huai Shi's eyes widened in amazement.

Feel the changes in the depths of the soul, and... the jaw-dropping terrifying power!

And, suddenly...

Variety!

In the short silence, in the palace hall, in front of the screen of the Survival Court, in the decision-making room of the governing bureau, and even in the Chalcedony Pavilion...everyone stared at the world within the chessboard.

The maharaja lowered his eyes, the face behind the clouds seemed to frown slightly, but the withered king got up from the chair, ignoring the soda in his hand, widening his eyes, looking forward.

Russell was silent and did not speak, but the cigarette in his hand trembled slightly, waiting for the final result.

And Tong Ji, after a slight stunned, immediately showed a certain weird look.

"Exploring the future is indeed a good move."

She leaned on the sofa and sighed helplessly: "It's just that if you rely too much on an uncertain future, you may not have the expected good results."

Along with her words, Huai Shi on the chessboard suddenly shook, and a deep crack appeared on his face.

Just in front of his chest, the cracks in the ruins reappeared, swelling-no longer able to accommodate the rising power and the solemn divinity, the soul burned in the flames, and the body collapsed in the self-extension.

Consciousness dissipated in an instant.

Soul recasting.

After the broken rift, the brand-new face reunited.

The dark eyes reflected the long-lost world, like chess players who penetrated the chessboard, and made no secret of the ridicule and contempt from the heart.

In this way, he raised a finger lightly.

Point out to the world turned into **** in front of you.

As a result, the sky, the earth, hurricanes, flames, hell, heroes and rulers, and even all the insignificant dust, all freeze.

Then, everything loses its color.

Scarlet blood, pale bones, agility of flames and turbid wind, cyan rainbow light and purple eye pupils... everything, under the will of King's Landing, turned into pitch black.

Different from the **** pollution, it is pure that no matter how many rotten rulers try their best!

dark.

The eternity that made the abyss tremble to the dark, descended here.

At this moment, joy, sorrow, anger, killing intent, and all the emotions that originated from the soul disappeared. Only despair, endless despair shrouded everything.

But in the eternal darkness, there seems to be light!

Just before everyone's eyes, along with the trembling and breaking of the fragments, there is a certain existence that can be detected without the naked eye, and is gradually condensing.

As if the darkness cast by **** was exhausted, the solemn silhouette was gradually rising.

Above the sky.

From the abyss, the black sun rose!

Is that Dongjun, or what? !

No, is this the sun or a vortex created by countless hells? !

At this moment, the biting cold is spreading in every soul, and it is difficult to tell whether it is the savior called by the real world or the lord of **** who will succumb to the abyss!

And this achievement that is enough to re-subvert everything, does it come from creation or destruction?

But when this trembling speculation emerged from my mind, it seemed that there was a joking chuckle in my ears, such a mockery.

From the darkness.

Because of the dark sun wheel, it is spinning!

A terrifying gravitational force bursts out of it, pulling the eternal darkness that fills everything and envelopes everything, and collapses toward the inside, making everything turbulent and revolve in this earth-shattering wave.

And in the deepest part of the eternal darkness, a gentle light slowly rises!

As if the darkness of the entire abyss was poured out to forge a ray of light, when it was born, all darkness was meaningless. Everything is bathed in this calm and pure radiance, receiving grace!

With just a single finger, all the eternal darkness was burned under the radiance of light.

Together with the precipitation and depth of hell--

In this frozen world, only the lonely figure stands under the sun wheel.

It's like waking up from a long dream.

Smiling happily.

Overlooking everything.

"No, it's not the scorching sun of the abyss?"

Tong Ji's eyes widened in front of the screen, she leaned closer, staring at the figure as if she suddenly understood something.

"Changed?"

She froze for a moment, as if she had witnessed the most incredible miracle in the whole world, she was overwhelmed with joy: "Is there a possibility of being replaced in the future... Haha, hahahaha, I know, I know!

My mother is number one in the world, and his mother is number one in the sky! ! ! ! "

When the surprise from fate showed her only scaly claws, she couldn't help cheering, ecstatic, jumped up from the sofa, stepped barefoot on the leather of the armrests, the cold floor and the smooth coffee table, whirling, jumping, It's like dancing.

When the call of fate came, she waved generously without being stingy.

"Take it, Huai Shi, take it all!"

Jumping, dancing, and humming long-lived ballads with joy, she stared at the smiling face on the screen and told him: "One day, you will become the One!"

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Huai Shi seemed to fall into the deepest part of the dream once again.

It seemed that I had experienced an extremely long time in an instant, experienced joy and sadness that I had never imagined, and walked a long road that I had never imagined.

A lot has been gained, but a lot has been lost.

But when he recalled carefully, everything was no longer clear.

Only when he finally reached the end of the dream, did he finally see the familiar figure, the red dress like a flame, and the sly and happy smiling face.

So, everything seems to have an answer.

He sighed helplessly: "Is it your ghost again, Tong Ji?"

"Well, maybe there are some factors like mine, but it's not this time."

Tong Ji leaned close, looked at his eyes, and breathed slightly: "Although the following content is a bit too early for an innocent boy like you.

But all came, and there was nothing to hesitate.

I don't care. "

She paused, looked at her contractor provocatively, and asked softly:

"But are you ready?"

When the pupils of those eyes were close, he could see his reflection in her eyes, so clear and so nervous.

But shortly afterwards, I saw her happy smile with evil taste.

But this time, before he got angry, Tong Ji had already clenched his hands.

Close.

Close like a hug.

"Go, Huai Shi." She urged in Huai Shi's ear, "It's time for you to appear."

"Go and show them—"

Tong Ji said:

"——What is Xeon!"

Huai Shi opened his eyes.

The crystallization formed by countless accumulations in the past, and the final destination of countless sacrifices now, comes from the phantom of the distant and distant future. At this moment, it completely descends!

The crown is crowned with the crown of the sun wheel, and he is dressed in a solemn robe.

Above the solemn face, the eyes are like the scorching sun, with a tyrannical light shining on everything.

On the chessboard, the card that turned endlessly and volatile finally revealed its true face.

This is the inheritor of the Utopia, the well-deserved master of the heavenly genealogy!

The master of all things in the world——

——【Natural Enemy·Taiyi】!

At this moment, under the witness of the present realm and the abyss, Taiyi looked down on Vientiane and smiled.

He didn't know where this power came from, or what was going on, but what was undeniable was that this power came from himself.

There is no rebellion or arrogance at all, and the tamed ones operate under his will, like an arm's command.

Even change the world, just one thought!

"Now, let's get something fun..."

Huai Shi murmured softly, as if infected by the arrogance and solemnity of the origin, and sighed towards the lonely world: "First of all, there must be light!"

So, following the instinctive guidance, the sun wheel turns.

Between his five fingers spread out, the most magnificent flashes rose up, outlining a sharp outline. The infinite matrix emerges from it, and massive miracles surging, turning into complex patterns.

It was... a crimson longbow cast like a spar!

Immediately afterwards, when Huai Shi's right hand was lifted up, the eternal darkness extracted from all the fragmented worlds in the sun wheel circulates violently, shrinking toward the center, and slowly falling into Huai Shi's hands.

When all the power of the abyss burned, what was left turned out to be pale. This is the plain white arrow formed after exhausting the darkness of the entire world!

"Your mother Russell!!!"

At this moment, in the ruling bureau, Xuanniao had forgotten the original surprise and admiration, and before reacting, had already instinctively grabbed Russell's neck next to it.

Want to strangle this old **** completely here.

Fortunately, I still treat you as a friend, so I kept it from me for so long... I'm going to kill you! ! !

Even if he had known for a long time, Huai Shi's advanced Dongjun was sure of his success, but seeing what happened at this moment, how could he not be furious without heartache!

The joy that I had just praised my father's breakthrough brought disappeared in an instant.

Only realize that Jaeger has the same heart like a knife.

"Etc., etc!"

Russell screamed embarrassedly: "If you have something to say, I really don't know anything! I really don't know...what the **** is that!?"

"Emperor Jun bestows Yitong Gongsu to help the country..."

Xuanniao squeezed a hoarse voice from his throat, unable to hide in awe:

"——That is the wedge of the God One!"

Now, when the pure white arrow twisted at Huai Shi's fingertips and gently draped on the string of the crimson bow, the world fell into a weird silence.

Wan Lai was all silent.

Only when the tight bowstring is pulled apart is the sound and singing from all things!

The sky, the earth, the stars, countless fires of struggle that are still burning under the erosion of hell, countless souls who are unwilling to fall into hell, those grieving wills, those burning determinations, and everything...

All meanings are gathered in the whisper of the world.

Is this extreme intention or something else?

It's hard to tell.

Because everything has been perfectly integrated in this simple act.

Now, when the bow is like a full moon.

The arrow is on the string.

In the world frozen by the One, only the newly born Chaos Mother was violently convulsing, trembling in despair, and the pair of scarlet pupils blinked and neighed.

But everything has been out of her control.

The whole world has returned to the real master.

Now, her destiny and ending are already pinned on the bowstrings of Huai Shi, and shining on the blade of the pure white arrow-its name is death, and it is end and perish!

There is no suspense anymore.

When Huai Shi let go, the low groan of all things turned into a high-pitched roar that shook everything.

The light of the world gathered on this arrow.

Just like that, fly out!

In this way, it understatement broke through the long distance, surpassed the struggling, and flew toward the chest of the ruler, surpassing countless fights and shouts.

Truthfully, he silently sank into the walking corpse that should have been completely buried long ago.

Together with the so-called Mother of Chaos, destroy it together!

In the desperate screams of the ruler, all the rotten and deformed bodies, all the pollution she walked, all the heirs and evil species she bred, the **** masses...

Just as the tide swept across, everything was annihilated in this invisible wave.

Even the depth of the drastic change, in the soaring of this arrow, was completely condensed, was reversed by the spreading force, and returned to the right track again.

In the gaze of all the pupils, that ray of light indifferently crossed the distance between heaven and earth, destroying hell, and burning all the pollution brought by Gaia.

The remaining momentum flew upwards inexhaustible.

Breaking through the shackles of all the rules, detaching from the chessboard, crossing the boundary between illusion and reality, flying out of the record of nothingness.

The glimmer of light that quickly dissipated with the collapse of the gambling rules finally fell into the hands of the Maharaja.

The giant hand holding the chessboard moved slightly and slowly released it.

Regardless of the strength of the Rainbow Bridge, the debris was once again shrouded.

Don't stop.

Just like that ~lightnovelpub.net~ Let the fragments gradually dissipate in the pull of the current situation, and the collapsed current defense front is quickly reorganized...

In the infinite thunder, the Maharaja looked down on his palm, and saw that on his fingertips, which spot was like a needle, a burn mark?

It's like seeing some rare spectacle.

After a short astonishment, I couldn't help but laugh out loud!

Cheers for this reversal!

But within the chessboard, Huai Shi has lost all his strength.

It's as if the time for miracles is over.

When the solemn sun wheel slowly dissipated, the magnificent longbow in his hand disappeared without a trace, and what he immediately felt was an indescribable sense of emptiness and suffocation.

It's like losing a key part of the soul.

And, in the pain that the soul almost collapsed, what emerged was deep exhaustion.

who am I?

Where am i?

What the **** did I do just now?

as well as……

"Although it is said that there will be a bright future, it is too scary to be so bright, right?"

He murmured hoarsely and staggered to the ground.

I can't take care of the final struggle between the distant reality and hell.

Huaishi finally smiled and closed her eyes.

Go to deep sleep.

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