What Vincent thought of, of course Lu Tian could also think of, and he also figured it out, Xi Yunyun and Vincent broke up so decisively, and all their memories disappeared, it should be the ghost of the man in front of him.

He didn't think about the end of the world, the predators, the end of humanity at all. All he could think about was whether the memories of the two would be restored, and whether his Yunyun would ......

"Long time no see, why are you so embarrassed?" The man looked at Xi Yunyun's gaze with a trace of pity, it was a cold, ostentatious sympathy, just recognized her, but there was no trace of emotion. However, by saying this, he was admitting that he was the creator of the temple of the abyss of nothingness.

"Lord Creator, what is your identity now?" Xi Yunyun re-examined the creator who had dealt with him several times, and found that the gaze projected on him by the other party was so annoying. However, the invincible arrogance of the creator also made her not think about Vincent at all.

But Vincent couldn't help it, he saw that the Creator didn't answer, he stepped forward and asked directly, "Who are you?"

The Creator's face turned to Vincent, his eyes were puzzled at first, then clear, and then he said contemptuously: "You are the reincarnation of the little greyhound, and you have imitated my appearance." ”

The same three-dimensional face like a knife, the same deep eyes like stars, one is proud and cold, like an emotionless sculpture, and the other is a little cold, but there is a touch of softness in the eyes.

Only then did Xi Yunyun react, Vincent and the Creator look alike, this thing is so strange, what does the reincarnation of the greyhound mean? Why doesn't she have a memory?

She hasn't checked the photo yet, but Xi Yunyun understands that it is an undeniable fact that she and Vincent did have a past, and seeing that the creator pointed the finger at Vincent, she was afraid that the creator would make a move, so she took a step to block Vincent behind.

Seeing this scene, Lu Tian felt very uncomfortable, but he could still distinguish between the important and the enemy, and he didn't express it. just pulled Xi Yunyun behind him.

"Humans are just ants, and they dare to stand in front of this seat. ”

With a wave of his hand, the Creator and Vincent bounced out in an instant, each spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. Xi Yunyun exclaimed in surprise and wanted to rush over, but found that he couldn't move, and could only stare at the creator angrily.

There is no way, the current creator is too powerful. Xi Yunyun thought in his heart, when he was in the temple, he was clearly not so powerful, and he was still suppressed by the fake Great Master. What happened to the Creator during this time, and what was the place behind the door?

Xi Yunyun had already thought at this time that the Void Breaking Array might open the abyss of nothingness, or maybe it was the void sand, but it still needed the confirmation of the creator. Although she couldn't move, she was still able to speak.

"Who are you, and what is the purpose of all this?" Xi Yunyun restrained his hostility and anger, trying to speak to him in the tone of the past.

The Creator looked at her, and finally replied, "What I told you before is true, I am the Creator who came to this plane from the Land of the Origin of Magic, but I was not alone. There used to be seven of us. ”

"Are you one of the Seven Saints?Ancient Seven Creation Magicians?" Xi Yunyun's pupils shrank, and he secretly scolded himself in his heart for how he was so stupid, he should have thought of it from the beginning.

One of the seven saints has fallen, and all seven of them are creators, possessing the initial bloodline of both black and white magic. So there will be a sea of soul stars, and there will be void sand......

But how could she have imagined that the well-dressed and polite superior in the temple, the creator who was respected by hundreds of thousands of magicians in the void abyss, would be the one who had fallen......

"Saint, I'm no longer a saint, long ago they called me the Fallen, the Ancestor of the Dark Arts, and so on. Instead of being annoyed, the Creator put on a reminiscing expression.

Many things are so far away that he has forgotten them. However, the desire to be reborn has not changed.

"As for the purpose, I just want to get out of the prison that has suppressed me for tens of thousands of years and re-enter this world. You won't understand it. The Creator looked at Xi Yunyun's eyes with some sympathy.

He treated this little girl differently and was willing to say a few more words to her, also because she was the inheritor of the Apocalypse Soul Seal, the prophesied savior saint, and the legendary mortal enemy who would seal him again. However, he did not believe in such legends.

In another prophecy he divined, Xi Yunyun was a witch of the end times, so he made good use of Xi Yunyun and made her a pawn for his rebirth.

"If you don't say it, I don't understand. Xi Yunyun had to stall for time now, because she felt that something unusual had happened behind the door, and it was in her favor. At this moment, she can only keep asking questions, hoping that the creator will be distracted and not find out too soon.

"For the sake of you and I getting acquainted and helping me a lot, I'll spend more time talking to you. The Creator paused, his eyes a little frozen, and he wondered if he thought that in the past, in the temple, he always had to answer many questions from Xi Yunyun. However, it was all fake in the past, and it was the self after being sealed.

"My name, before I was called the Creator, was Merlin of the Night. I have a twin brother named George the Light, and the two of us are combined to be a complete magician. George and I created light magic, where light and darkness are one and the same, but people always worship light and hate darkness.

Seven saints, in fact, eight people, together we walked out of the place of the origin of magic, came to this plane and transformed the laws of power in this world. One day I got tired and wanted to leave. However, as soon as I left, the magical power was out of balance, and George and the other six came to stop me, and the magically blessed people came to curse me.

So I got into an argument with them, and George was injured by his own hands, but ironically, I was injured, and George would also become weak, and we were two sides of the same thing, hehe. The weakening of light magic, combined with the indiscriminate curses of the people, has torn a gap in the magical world. Thus, black magic was born.

Seven saints, in fact, eight people, together we walked out of the place of the origin of magic, came to this plane and transformed the laws of power in this world. One day I got tired and wanted to leave. However, as soon as I left, the magical power was out of balance, and George and the other six came to stop me, and the magically blessed people came to curse me.

So I got into an argument with them, and George was injured by his own hands, but ironically, I was injured, and George would also become weak, and we were two sides of the same thing, hehe. The weakening of light magic, combined with the indiscriminate curses of the people, has torn a gap in the magical world. Thus, black magic was born.