Fang Yang could only see this majestic man holding a cold blade, step by step towards the mountain peak in the darkness, and above the top of the mountain, it was the source of darkness, the Throne of Eternal Night.

Every step the man walked was like a game with heaven and earth, and the sound of footsteps tapping on the mountain peaks made the throne tremble.

Countless darkness bowed before him, and countless abysses were buried at his feet, leaving behind his solid and strong footprints, like the light he was struggling to find in the darkness.

The man had severed the heads of unknown number of dark creatures, shattered the imprints of unknown numbers belonging to the abyss, and finally, he had finally reached the top of the dark mountain, facing the throne of eternal night that had existed for countless epochs.

But when he looked back, looking at the corpses and broken things left along the way, there was a blank look in his deep and resolute eyes.

If the darkness is cut off, will the light really last forever?

The stunned moment is the interweaving of countless years.

With a single thought, this man, who had stabbed countless dark creatures and slashed countless abyss giants, ascended the throne step by step, and sat down resolutely, sticking the cold blade deep into the top of the mountain with one hand, and sitting with the blade.

"When I return, it will be the day of eternal night!"

"Hoo ......"

Fang Yang suddenly came back to his senses and breathed a long sigh of relief.

At that moment just now, he actually lost his mind for so long.

And what shocked him the most was that he seemed to have witnessed the birth of the Dark King.

But what made Fang Yang wonder was not just this scene, but why he didn't cut off the head of the previous Dark King, could this be the first Dark King?

But since he was the first King of Darkness, why was he able to bring eternal night to the world?

It's just that judging from the current situation, Fang Yang obviously doesn't have more time to think about these issues.

The Void Lord actually summoned a wisp of the will of the Dark King, and the traction power that existed in the underworld made him see such a picture, what did this mean?

"Embrace the darkness, my subjects, for death means new birth, and in my name I grant you eternal life......"

An all-pervasive will enveloped the world, enveloping the world, and the already dark and boundless sky became a little richer.

In an instant, Fang Yang seemed to have an illusion, as if there was a hideous and terrifying scythe-wielding Grim Reaper, harvesting his divine soul and the wisp of will in the halberd.

And for all this, Fang Yang could only watch, powerless, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a dream illusion or reality, it felt like he had fallen into an endless nightmare.

"What kind of force is this......

Fang Yang suddenly choked up, and a sense of despair and powerlessness rose in his heart.

He has never been cowardly, but no matter how he fights, even if he breaks through the dark city and digs a big hole in the scenes, he still can't save himself from the nightmare.

There is a picture that is always frozen, the scythe-wielding Grim Reaper, mercilessly harvesting souls and lives.

It was a scene in the nightmare, but Fang Yang knew that once this scythe cut off his divine soul, then everything in the nightmare would become a reality, and those countless pictures would also be frozen at the end, and he would completely lose his divine soul.

This kind of power, Fang Yang had never heard of, a single thought, he fell into the endless eternal night, no matter how much he struggled, it was still to no avail, because there was always such a picture frozen, that picture was like an end scene.

"The power of light, tremble in the face of the eternal night!"

In the darkness, a pair of huge black hands stretched out a hideous and terrifying finger and pressed towards the wisp of darkness, trying to touch the purest power in it.

However, even the Void Lord never imagined that these two forces, which were the purest and absolute opposites, would cause a backlash from the will of light, which was like an instinct accumulated over countless years.

"Zheng ......"

A sonorous and powerful cracking sound sounded, followed by the bright light that illuminated the opening of the sky, like a torch in the dark night, illuminating the whole world.

In vain, Fang Yang seemed to see an identical version of himself.

Coming from the chaos of nothingness, from ancient times to the future, after countless criss-crossing of time nodes, finally found the throne that belonged to the eternal night in a dimension.

As a result, the scene that was frozen in Fang Yang's mind began to overlap with a new scene.

A person who looked almost exactly the same as Fang Yang stood in the middle of the galaxy universe.

Fang Yang's heart was extremely shocked, this person looked too much like himself, but his face did not have that immature color, his face also looked more resolute, and his figure was much more burly and straight.

That Fang Yang overlooked the movement of countless stars, witnessing countless alternating darkness and light, as if he was eternity, the symbol of everything in the world.

The scythe-wielding Grim Reaper dissipated in an instant, replaced by a majestic man sitting on the throne of the eternal night.

When this man opens and closes, it is the end of countless epochs, and when it closes, it is the arrival of countless calamities, and darkness envelops everything.

These two scenes form two distinct worlds, one black and one white, one is a lonely and silent night, and the other is a bright and magnificent starry sky.

And standing in the middle of these two worlds are those two men.

One of them was someone who looked exactly like Fang Yang.

"New Champions, or Successors?"

The man sitting on the throne of the eternal night made his voice, an emotion from countless years ago, as if it belonged to fate.

Fang Yang, who stood in the middle of countless galaxies, was speechless, did not say a word, did not answer the man's words, and his eyes also drifted towards the farther future.

"Having witnessed the birth of the light, perhaps you know how to meet the darkness better than I do. ”

The man on the throne of the eternal night suddenly said such an intriguing remark, which made Fang Yang a little confused.

But according to the scenes in the picture, the future self is just the patron saint of the stars, not the terminator of darkness, nor the so-called new warrior, what is the point of the dark king telling himself all this?

"The eternal night that belongs to me is coming to an end, and now is the coming of a new darkness. ”

In vain, the man on the throne of the eternal night stepped down from the throne and resolutely stepped down.

Then he stepped step by step into the abyss behind the throne, and glanced back at Fang Yang who was staring back at the future, that gaze was like an exchange of will through countless years and eras, and the reincarnation of all time nodes would finally be answered here.

"Zheng ......"

Fang Yang, who was standing in the middle of the stars, suddenly made a move, his eyes were surrounded by countless stars, and the stars and moons were falling, like an incomparably bright star ring.

Fang Yang in the future stepped on this magnificent star ring and stepped on that dark world.

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