Night.

Next to the dilapidated library of Zhenhua High School in Hangshi City, there is a small tiled room with a closed door all year round.

The windows of the tiled house shone faintly, and when you looked from the outside, you could see that the simple room was filled with books piled up everywhere except for a wooden bed, a chair, and a table.

There was a dim butter lamp on the table, and the flickering lamp was dim and flickering, illuminating a figure lying on the table with his finger pointing to the text and reading a book little by little.

"I have to hurry up and read two more words, otherwise it will confuse history again, I have to hurry, I have to hurry. The old man muttered to himself.

The old wooden door of the house was opened from the outside, and a gray-haired old man in a gray war scholar trench coat entered.

The flame of the oil lamp suddenly stopped, obviously still emitting light and heat, but the flame seemed to be imprisoned in some kind of space, and there was no change at all.

Not only in the wooden house, but the entire Zhenhua High School insects and birds suddenly fell silent, and everything was as if time had stopped.

The old man seemed to notice the difference, and looked up at the visitor with great difficulty and blankness, and after a long while, he said, "Oh, it's Nelson Supreme." ”

The gray-haired old man nodded: "Good night to Wang Er." ”

Wang Er lowered his head and refocused his gaze on the book in front of him, and he muttered, "I'll see more ......."

Nelson stood beside Wang Er with his hands in his hands, and the embodiment of Terran wisdom stood there, more like he was guarding Wang Er.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Er finally finished reading the last page, and he gently closed the book, carefully retracting it from the cabinet full of books.

Wang Er explained: "When I get older, I tend to forget things, and if I don't read more books, I will always forget which world I am in." ”

Nelson gently stirred the wick, and the light in the room shone brightly, illuminating the small room.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Nelson had mixed thoughts in his heart, and he asked softly: "The master and guardian of history, the last man to experience the infinite war, the last prophet of the human race, you have spent forty-six years in this small room from the twenty years of spiritual energy recovery to the present, which period of life do you think is more glorious than the previous glory?"

Wang Er put the book away, and looked through the window at the scenery that he had seen outside for decades, and he chuckled: "It's just this moment." ”

Nelson was silent, the dark history of the past was completely hidden in the dust of history that no one knew with the death of the last two supreme pioneers who had experienced the infinite war.

Even he didn't know much.

Wang Er was the last and only person in the know-how of that history.

Nelson finally couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Is it really worth it for Liu Fei to advance to the supreme level?" What you gave up was the last chance for the entire human race to restart the earth, with the existence of the ghost race, and the dark agreement of the human race, the historical school will never be born, and we will never have a chance to do it again." ”

Wang Er shook his head: "On the contrary, I think the opportunity of the human race has just come. ”

Wang Er's eyes were misty, as if he had traveled through history and returned to that high-spirited era.

At the end of the twenty-ninth year of the revival of the aura, at the end of the thirty-fifth infinite war, the defense circle of the Demon City City.

The bustling streets are in ruins, and tall buildings have fallen.

The air is filled with rich particles of various colors of aura, and the space is full of chaotic academic effects mixed together, mathematical theorems, physical constants, material foundations......

All human perception is in disarray, and it's like a chaotic hell.

Looking into the distance, the vast and boundless Terran's strongest guardian 'defensive barrier' has also become a ruined wall, and the once tall defensive barrier like a mountain is like a giant that has fallen to the earth.

Wang Er was surrounded by the brilliance of historiography to exclude all the dangers around him, and because he had no time to take care of himself during the perennial war, Wang Er's hair was simply tied up by him, and there was a kind of wisdom and iron-blooded temperament on his angular face.

Dressed in a war scholar's trench coat, he walked briskly through the ruins.

Behind him is a bespectacled girl with a slightly childish face. The girl held today's global bulletin in her hand and read it while following Wang Er's pace.

"The North American continent's 'Star Rail Venerable' Kepler Supreme and his team were attacked by the ghost clan, and all of them fell. The Sanctuary of Science has notified the official disappearance of the Physical-Astronomical School.

The Pacific Islands sank to the bottom of the sea due to the battle between the two supreme beings and the King of Demon Calamity, and the battle of Demon Calamity 10 - Hellbringer, and the people suffered heavy casualties.

The collapse of the physical constant of the subcontinent has led to the rupture of the continental shelf and the disorder of the photothermal effect, which has now become a forbidden place for life.

The world's major outer spaces of 'Europa' have all been lost, and the Global Joint Staff has announced that the 35th Infinity War has entered the countdown to defeat. ”

The girl raised her head and said in shock: "Teacher, is our human race going to lose again?"

Wang Er's footsteps paused slightly, and said lightly: "Don't care about so many children, let's fight thirty-five times, and naturally we can fight thirty-six times." ”

The girl snorted, showed a sweet smile, and looked at Wang Er with admiration on her face: "Next time the Infinite War teacher will be able to advance to the supreme level, right? ”

Wang Er did not speak.

The surface of the Demon Capital is no longer suitable for human life, and the defense legion has set up a large number of shelters five hundred meters underground, supplemented by various academic magic circles, and finally barely resisted the invasion of external chaotic rules.

At this time, the infinite war entered its final stage, the global human race had plummeted to less than 100 million, and the ground had long since become a world of transcendents, in which no ordinary person could survive.

Wang Er led the girl into the No. 1 shelter in the magic capital, and the dim and low shelter was full of people with blank eyes and despair.

Wang Er told the girl to rest, and went directly to the command center in the back alone.

The command center has become useless, and it is only a matter of time before a major battle three days ago killed most of the scholars in Vault One, and the loss of the demon capital is already a matter of time.

Reboot?

Finally arrived at the room where no one was, and Wang Er didn't have to pretend to be strong anymore.

He smiled bitterly, how many supreme pioneers of historiography can be restarted in the human race?

Even if it is restarted, how much combat power will humanity have left?

Since the discovery of the Terrans, the Terrans have restarted the Earth thirty-five times to retrace the aura and revive the Twenty-Year War before the start of the war, so it is also called the Infinite War.

This historical node is the limit of humanity and cannot be pushed any further.

But some can return, some cannot.

For example, all human beings who were killed by the three clans above the 8th rank were destroyed from the information level, and even if the historical line was reversed, they could not be resurrected again.

For example, once the Supreme Pioneer falls, it means that the form and spirit are destroyed, and they cannot be resurrected either.

For example, every time the earth is restarted, it means the sacrifice of a supreme pioneer of historiography, and how many supreme historiography can be restarted?

Except for the supreme pioneer and a few scholars above the master of history, all other people will lose all their memories at the moment when the earth is reopened.

They don't know that as the human race fights less and less, the damage to the earth is getting worse and worse every time, and Wang Er can't even be sure whether the historical line of the complete collapse will be able to restart the earth.

Terrans, it's the most dangerous moment ever!

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