At this moment, there is indeed something broken.

The fragmentation is only the scene, the core of the world tree is still the core.

It's just no longer what Zhao Nan saw when he woke up.

There is no golden liquid flowing out of the world tree, and no rhizome memory flowers that are used to absorb so-called nutrients.

The people who were rescued disappeared in an instant like a bubble.

Instead, it was the people who lay unharmed on the huge leaves in another place.

Zhao Nan stepped back subconsciously, his brain was almost blank, almost lost in disbelief, his throat was surging hard, but he couldn't say a word, "You..."

"Ahem... You don't think I'm really willing to do that kind of thing... Ahem."

"They... should be having a pretty good dream right now?"

The Lord of Truth...or should it be called a happy clone at this time? If all this is true, what if all this is also false?

Is he already dead, because of his intense unwillingness, he fell into some kind of delusion that he can identify with just before death? Say yes, this really exists? Dream and Butterfly, Me and Butterfly...Zhao Nan didn't know.

"Anlaanla, things like Zhuang Zhoumengdie, it's not the turn of you and me." The Lord of Truth spit out another mouthful of blood, and the body that was upright was shaky at this moment.

It's almost coming down.

At this moment, Zhao Nan instinctively stretched out his hand to support the Lord of Truth—he couldn't ignore the state of the other himself.

At the moment when he stretched out his hand to hold the arm of the Lord of Truth, Zhao Nan's brain became sober in an instant. First of all, he wanted to understand one thing, and he said hoarsely: "Will... let my domain small world be born for you? , Just made such a...Are you an idiot?"

That life blood bar, at this moment, only the hair strands are not as thick as it can be. Zhao Nan was full of spirits. Although there were thousands of questions in his heart, the only thing he thought about at the moment was to bring the Lord of Truth to life again.

A large number of healing medicines that can have an effect on the aborigines poured out from his personal space, and Zhao Nan had never been as flustered as he is now.

The Lord of Truth shook his head: "I can't last long, so don't waste time and effort... Well, don't talk first. There is one more thing that must be done."

Zhao Nan frowned, but was slightly pushed aside by the Lord of Truth. In his doubtful gaze, the Lord of Truth slowly held up his hands!

Not far away, the complete World Tree core crystal slowly fell off at this time, and during this process, the face of the Lord of Truth became even more pale.

How long is this time?

Zhao Nan couldn't measure it.

Until the crystal broke away from the world tree, it seemed to be supported by some invisible force, and it continued to rise. Rising.

I only heard the Lord of Truth shout in a deep voice: "Open, door!"

In the sky, a huge black hole suddenly appeared... Before that black hole, Zhao Nan even throbbed his soul. This was what he had seen, felt, and even struggled with. , The source network of the paradise world!

The crystal formed by the world tree. At this time, it was slowly sinking into the black hole until it disappeared completely.

Seeingly, the black hole disappeared. When the Lord of Truth completely disappeared from the black hole, his body seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and he was directly on Zhao Nan's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Can you keep your breath and stop talking nonsense?" Zhao Nan shook his head, trying to share memories with the Lord of Truth through his soul. This sharing is much more effective than any language.

And at the same time, no matter what. Whether it stops bleeding or saves life, it is attached to the Lord of Truth. However, no healing medicine can take effect.

Even the sharing of memories sent by the soul seems to have failed.

"Are you rejecting me?"

"It looks like a lot of weird things have been stuffed in. So I can't reconcile... After all, 27,000 years have passed...cough cough..."

Zhao Nan's fingers trembled slightly. This was the second time he heard this time interval of 27,000 years. He subconsciously said: "What did you say? It is only a few months before and after!"

"The odds are infinitely close to zero... Now, haven't you heard Gangyatis say?"

"That kind of thing..." Zhao Nan looked terrified, almost afraid to say: "Time and space?"

"Probably similar, right?" As if falling into a memory, "I still have that guy... Oh, yes, and when Little Sigda woke up, he went to a very strange place... Endless forest. , And finally... the tomb."

"tomb?"

The Lord of Truth shook his head: "I don't remember...what happened, I don't remember at all. Anyway, when we wake up again, we have already returned to the Paradise World. It was the Paradise World 27,000 years ago. , The beginning of the era begins."

"Impossible, impossible!" Zhao Nan hugged his head and said: "This kind of thing is completely impossible! I was originally..."

"Do you mean rebirth?" The Lord of Truth smiled, but with helplessness and vicissitudes, and even a little self-deprecating, softly said: "Hey... I said, do you really think you are born again?"

...

...

Rebirth.

This is the secret in Zhao Nan's heart that will never be mentioned to others. No one told it, only the one to three who were his clone knew about it because of the sharing of memories.

However……

Zhao Nan took a sigh of relief, flustered, and even felt a little soft: "What do you mean?"

"History is like... a circled line, on the same point, just making a circle. We all detoured around this circle... and then we returned to the starting point..." The Lord of Truth sees Looking at Zhao Nan, there are too many apologetics in his eyes, "What you know... what we know... When they meet, they are still in the same straight line. So I'm sorry, the so-called three-year rebirth , Is just a fragment implanted in your mind out of thin air. It’s like a closed person. The game time they experience in advance is also the same, isn’t it? When you wake up in class, it’s not a rebirth Going back to the past, but just a dream about the future made before this game started."

Zhao Nan lowered his head. Paled face.

"Dream... It's okay to say we are. But if you don't operate according to history, we will disappear in this period of history... And only by letting you move forward according to the history you know, will you finally be able to have ours Birth... Until that twisted point, everything can move on. Ahem... I can’t parse too much. If I understand, I understand... If I don’t understand, I will go home and look up the dictionary... I really can’t resist too much. Long time..."

"US?"

"I am me... Non-Tao is number one..." The Lord of Truth blinked: "Then, it's also Limbo..."

Not to mention time.

Even the heart seems to have stopped at this moment, Zhao Nan really felt the so-called blank consciousness this time. This unprecedented shock is even comparable to a desperate situation not long ago that I no longer want to remember in a lifetime. The kind of thinking brought about by fear cannot...

And this time. It is because the thinking brought by shock and surprise cannot!

Limbo is number one...Number one is the extremely evil clone...and the extremely evil clone is Zhao Nan himself!

The gamification of the entire world connects the two worlds, countless creatures have lost their lives because of this change, countless misfortunes and deaths, everything.

Everything...will be blamed on yourself? !

"You're kidding... it's too big!!"

"Only this time, I can't make a joke..." The Lord of Truth said with a wry smile: "But speaking of it, the time to actually meet is only these few times. It's actually quite happy... Haha. I finally played you too. Once, little guy, little guy. Very emotional, isn't it?"

"I'm not interested in making this kind of joke with you..." Zhao Nan shook his head, hesitated for a moment and said: "You and No.1...what happened during this time, how could No.1 reach the earth, and then..."

"It's more complicated... When you really see him, ask him again..." The Lord of Truth shook his head: "The only time to wake up. We have delayed another two years for you... Cherish it."

In Zhao Nan's arms, the body of the Lord of Truth began to become illusory little by little, and a little bit of light floated out of his body, starting with his feet and hands, and gradually disappeared.

"You...wait. Don't even think about it, just walk away, come back to me! Come back to me!!! Bastard!!! Bastard!!! Bastard!!!!!!"

"Twenty-seven thousand years... It's really a long time... In the end... Finina's dishes are still as good as always... Xiao Anya still doesn't grow too fat... Xu Yang... …Tuoba still has such a terrible character...Yuni...you have to figure it out...Then, the coffee you make...really, it’s hard to drink...it’s so good..."

"Come back! Come back! You come back to me!!!"

The spot of light finally disappeared between Zhao Nan's hands, like water slipping away from his fingers, and can't be caught at this moment...The spots of light entangled around him, little by little, annihilated.

It disappeared little by little.

Zhao Nan sat indifferently on the spot, watching her own death...What kind of complicated mood was it? At least at this moment, he couldn't tell it in words.

The only remaining light spots suddenly gathered into a ball, and then slowly fell in front of Zhao Nan, pouring into his chest little by little.

This is the part of the soul that belongs to the Lord of Truth... At the moment when he merged into the body, Zhao Nan suddenly had a clear understanding of his heart. The death of the Lord of Truth allowed the part that was separated from him when he created the clone. He returned to himself again.

It seems that there is something more, but I only feel it, what is it...the only thing I can feel.

It should be said to be more complete.

Puff--!

The dull sound rang at this moment. Zhao Nan subconsciously raised his head. Seeing a place not far away, Augustus didn’t know when he had woken up, but the God of Sundering Soul in his hand was rude. Lie down on the ground.

She looked at Zhao Nan, lost her senses, "You are... the big brother..."

Two lines of tears.