The underground space was suddenly filled with the aura of historiography.

A figure stepped out of it.

It's Wang Er.

Wang Er walked straight to Liu Fei: "I should have taught you historical derivation." ”

Liu Fei nodded and looked at the young version of Wang Er.

At this moment, Wang Er's expression was serious, his temperament was calm, and his whole body was shrouded in a dark temperament, as if he was carrying a thousand weights.

It is completely different from the understatement and light-hearted Wang Er of later generations.

Perhaps at this time, he was alone in the face of the ethereal special plan X, which was the most difficult and painful stage.

Liu Fei nodded: "What do you need me to do?"

"Consolidate all your information, find out what went wrong at once, and take a long-term view and don't limit yourself to the mirror world. ”

Liu Fei was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered that he had ignored something.

He has always focused on the mirror world, but what if the layout of the three clans starts from the outside world?

Liu Fei said: "I'll start now." ”

"Wait!" interrupted Wang Er.

He spread his hands, and in front of him appeared a book of historiography aura rippling with ancient aura, and the chains of order on it slowly turned, tightly separating the countless historical fragments that Wang Er had experienced from the real world

And then he ...... A handful ripped through the chains of order.

Countless historical gaps filled the data center in an instant.

Liu Fei was anxious: "Old man, are you looking for death? ”

"Old man?" Wang Er suddenly showed a smile: "I didn't dare to call my teacher that, although I always thought so. ”

Liu Fei hurriedly activated the eternal and tried to converge the aura of countless historiography.

But how could Wang Er, a master historian who had experienced countless battles, be able to resist a student-level scholar?

Wang Er shook his head lightly, and his voice was much softer: "This is the mirror world, and my death has no effect." Now that it is impossible to reproduce history, we must ensure the success of restarting the dawn! You say that I will never be able to leave the space of historiography when I am turned into the dust of history in the future, so why not now?"

Liu Fei's eyes were red: "Does it have to be like this?"

"It has to be this way. Wang Er's tone was very light, he looked at Riemann who was carrying the world alone on the screen, and said: "Maybe I haven't been able to fight side by side with him in real time and space, but I'm honored to have it now." I'll use multiple histories to leave a doppelganger here to help you find the problem and find a solution. With me and Riemann ahead, even if there are ten times as many enemies, I will buy you ten minutes. I believe that my chosen savior will save the world. ”

Wang Du next to him finally regained his composure, and he said, "Please take me with you later, senior." ”

Liu Fei was silent.

Then he said firmly: "Give it to me!"

Wang Er smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave.

"Teacher. Liu Fei couldn't help but stop Wang Er.

Wang Er turned his head.

Liu Feiqiang held back tears: "After this battle, please eat barbecue." ”

Wang Er's figure began to disappear into the cracks of history, and a voice came: "Slightly spicy." ”

Historiography is pervasive, and another king has come out of the cracks of history.

But this Wang Er was just a phantom, and there was no one to be seen in the historical space he was in.

This is the second time Liu Fei has seen Wang Er's historiographical power.

A strong man who can interact with the future by derivation.

Ahead, two figures appeared.

One is Wang Er.

One is Wang Du.

Almost the same scene is reproduced.

When Wang Er took two steps, a curse sounded in the sky.

This is an absolutely forbidden existence after the Dark Protocol.

Wang Er re-entered the supreme realm of historiography.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, countless gaps in history tore apart a demon lord who had no time to retreat.

The Throne of Sins and the Temple of Flesh began to shake at the same time.

They're angry.

How dare weak humans touch taboos again and again?

Cross roared, "History, you have made a great mistake!"

Wang Er laughed: "Grandson, if it weren't for the mirror world, Grandpa would take you back to the past now." ”

Riemann flew into the sky and stood side by side with Wang Er.

said lightly: "I'm afraid you won't live long in this gaping historiography." ”

With a relaxed smile, Wang Er ignored the enemy in front of him: "Human beings can live a long time. Lao Li, what would be the ending of the infinite war if we fought to the end with the three clans back then?"

"Probably if we are all wiped out, the three races will not be able to get the whole earth. ”

Wang Er snorted, and he sighed: "We have been trying to survive in the cracks for too long, but we dare to fight to the death in this mirror world, which is really funny and sad." ”

Riemann asked, "What about the future?"

Wang Er laughed: "Aren't we fighting for a future for mankind now?"

Li Man was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "That's true." ”

The next second.

The two supreme human beings turned into a ray of truth, facing hundreds of millions of enemies, and went against the grain.

……

Data Centers.

Liu Fei launched the eternity with all his might.

With the help of Wang Er's clone, there is a Liu Fei frantically deducing the same problem in thousands of historical crevices.

Liu Fei saw the old Riemann in the ancient passage.

I saw countless living beings fighting to the death in the fate of the light cone.

Seeing the reality of the verdict, the human beings in the mountains fled in a hurry.

Seeing history being repeated again and again shows no hope for life.

The system's supercomputing center is fully switched on.

Liu Fei simulates everyone he meets, deduces their behavioral trajectories, calculates their mathematical traces, and guesses what they want to do.

One figure after another streaked by.

Until he locked on the man.

Liu Fei opened his eyes suddenly.

Behind the hundreds of figures on the screen is an inconspicuous god of sin.

At this moment, the figure hidden in the filth of the screen also stopped.

seemed to sense Liu Fei's gaze through the screen.

It slowly faded away from the covering.

Thousands of miles in the sky, a line of words was typed on the screen of the data center.

"You've found out. ”