The Void, which flows outside the plane, has an extremely high dimension. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It is the inclusiveness of these extremely high dimensions that makes the various planes isolate and do not interfere with each other.

Pusta stood in the void, where he could not harness the power of the plane to protect his body, and he could only use spells to wrap his body around it to resist the turbulence of the void.

He sighed and looked behind him, the door to entry was closed. All he could do was find Ereda in this void, preferably a new plane and hand it over to Ereda, so that he would be considered benevolent.

But I don't know when, from time to time, there will be shuttle bugs in the void.

Normally, these little insects drift to where they drift with the turbulence of the void, especially when the turbulent current surges, these little insects seem to be like fish in water, jumping freely in the turbulence, and from time to time they also collide with the boundary wall, causing the void to shake for a while.

Pusta stood in the void and looked at these little insects, and he could see them very clearly. Of course, Pusta was quite curious about it, what was the point of these little bugs flying in the void? He couldn't help but grab it, and a small worm reached him.

"I've never seen this little worm look weird!" Pusta said, he measured the little worm, it was very light, the blue skin, the mouth like a sucker was open and squeaky, and it looked extremely disgusting.

Pusta tried to talk to him. "Worm, who is your master and why is it in the void?"

The worm only squeaked and writhed to break free from Pusta's restraints.

Seeing that he was unable to speak, Pusta threw his hand away and let it drift away.

In the midst of such a desolate spectacle as the Void, Pusta had to trace the origin, and Ereda told him that he felt the guidance of the Void. This makes it even more important for Pusta to get to the bottom of the matter.

Pusta uses the ability of the eyes to find the source of the insect tide, but unfortunately finds nothing. It seems to be coming from far away, and the void is messy, and the insects are scattered around, unable to follow the flow of the insects to find the source.

Stuck in a dilemma, Pusta decides to find Ereda first and then investigate the writhing bug. But Ereda's whereabouts were not clear to Pusta, and for a moment Pusta did not know how to act, and froze in place, motionless.

Pusta wondered if Ereda had been teleported to another part of the Void unlike him. After all, the void is unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment.

Pusta stood still, ignoring where Ereda was or where the worm came from, and calmed down, admiring the planes and comparing them.

"Huh? What kind of creature is this, nature is really amazing, it can give birth to such a strange-looking creature! Pusta looked at the things in the plane across the boundary wall, and for a moment he was stunned, and he thought that it would be nice if his plane could be so magical.

His plane is new, and the birth of one plane in the void means the death of another, and the plane of extinction collapses, splitting into pieces of dimensional fragments in the void, and then a singular point will be formed in the void, absorbing countless fragments, and reintegrating them somewhere, thus giving birth to a new plane.

There are still many mysteries about the entire Void region, and Pusta only knows that he was born in the Void and then banished by the Void, and the Void tells him that he can only survive by finding the new plane and becoming its master, he was once a Void creature, but now he needs to rely on the plane to survive.

How ironic it is! Pusta recalls what Ereda had said to him.

"Pusta, we were all born into the void, but the void does not give us life in vain, it needs us to fulfill our duties. And if we don't fulfill it, we will be banished and reduced to the point where we need dimensional support. And I think it all seems to have been premeditated for a long time, that when we were born, the Void didn't tell us our duty, and then suddenly banished us to fight for the plane in order to survive. It doesn't seem that we need to fulfill any duties to be given life by the Void, we were born to live for the plane, and at this time, there is only one plane left, and one of you and I will be exiled to the Void and destroy itself! Are you ready for a fight? ”

Thinking about it now, Pusta seems to have some sense. On second thought, there are still void creatures in the void who have not been banished and are performing their duties! Pusta was overjoyed and set out in the void to find the creatures.

There was neither direction nor concept of time in the void, and in the midst of countless planes, Pusta struggled to find a void creature to solve his doubts.

Pusta activates the ability of his eyes again, searching for traces of life in the void.

This time, he still didn't find any life, except for the annoying bugs, but he found a large piece of yarn and a net.

He walked in the direction of the thing, and he found that the closer he got to the yarn, the more bugs there were.

His instincts told him that the origin of the worm came from that yarn. To his incomprehension, there were no other signs of life in the vicinity of the yarn. To be on the safe side, he kept turning on the ability of his eyes, observing the condition of the veil.

Pusta walked forward steadily, surprisingly quiet.

Pusta held his breath and stared at the yarn, only to see some of the worms spread out from it, and some of the worms returned to the yarn after a long wandering, and the cycle never stopped.

Pusta strengthened his defenses against the growing influx of insects. Pusta got closer and closer to the veil, and in a moment he wore the worm tide, and he saw the veil, and he was shocked by what he saw.

It was an extremely large veil with countless lines on it.

Now he knew why the mouth of the little worm was so strange, the yarn, the countless lines, were hooked with the worm, and the worm seemed to be weaving something when it came and went.

The insect's mouth hooks each thin line with precision, and the thin line then emits a little glitter. The light, along the thin line, stretched down to the lower end, fell into the darkness and disappeared.

Although there were many bugs, there was no mistake at all, and they didn't seem to pay attention to Pusta's arrival, and they were still working in a normal and orderly manner...... Pusta had to sigh at the wonder of the void, and he gradually walked towards the veil, raising his hand to touch it.

He thought to himself, what is the purpose of such a veil of creation, why is there such a huge insect tide gathered here, is this the duty of the void creatures?

Just as his fingers were about to touch the veil, a voice came from nowhere: "If you touch him, the timeline of your life will be recorded on it, are you ready to become enlightened?" Pusta paused and said softly, "Fate? He ignored the voice, and reached out without hesitation.

"Stop!"

Pusta stopped his hand in an instant, and the huge void creature that appeared in front of him was the owner of the voice. Pusta's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he looked at the void creature.

This creature is like an ant!

Pusta looked at the void creature and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

This awe stems from the difference in their identities. Unlike Pusta, who was born in the Void and eventually banished from it, the ant is the spokesperson of the Void and is in charge of a certain duty.

Pusta could truly experience the coercion of the "nobles" from him, and he quickly retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and saluted the ant respectfully.

"Senpai!"

The ant nodded, and then said, "You can come to the void, you must have been born from the void, you don't need to be polite, you and I just have a normal conversation." ”

Pusta looked at the ant and looked at it seriously. It's said to be an ant, but it's not, it's just like it. The creature's barbed mouth seemed to be designed for the yarn behind him, able to hook up each thread with precision and weave it into a yarn. It has six legs, and there are countless lines on the feet, like runes but without a trace of magic. The tentacles on the head extend backwards to the tail, and the upper end stretches and contracts as if receiving a message.

In addition to the six, there seems to be an organ similar to a hand, which is born under the head. Unlike the foot, it has barbs on the front that are so sharp that they seem to be ready to pierce Pusta's heart. The creature was the same as the worm, its whole body was blue, but the tail was red and resembled a pustule, which came into view, and it looked extremely disgusting.

Pusta forcibly held back his retching and asked, "Senior, where is it sacred, and what is the huge net used for here?" ”

The ant didn't seem to care about Pusta's rudeness, and instead of answering immediately, he recited a spell. Seeing this, Pusta instinctively began to be vigilant.

A whirlpool appeared at the lower end of the ant's head, twisting the surrounding pieces of flesh, and after a while, a humanoid face was born.

This face is not at all like the appearance of a senior, old and shrewd. On the contrary, he looks much younger than Pusta, but he is not immature, and it is best to describe it as vigorous.

Pusta couldn't help but feel ashamed when he looked at such a change.

The face looked at Pusta, smiled slightly and said to Pusta, "I am a weaver, and as for this yarn behind me, it is part of my duty. You must also know that the Void has expelled many Void creatures for the stable existence of the plane, and those creatures have become the masters of each plane, so you must be one of them! ”

Pusta listened to him and nodded.

Seeing that he was right, the weaver continued, "After you all became masters of the plane, the Void realized that someone had to take charge of the plane, so he instructed those who were not expelled to establish a system of administrators, and I was one of them. Some of the managers are responsible for managing the space, and some are responsible for managing the time......."

Pusta interrupted him and asked, "Do you manage time or space?" ”

The weaver smiled indifferently and said, "I am a member of the time management, and the yarn behind me is the best proof of this. That yarn is the yarn of time, and every worm I make takes the timeline of each plane here, records it, and transmits it there. ”

With that, the weaver pointed to the bottom. Pusta looked in the direction the weaver pointed, but what he saw was darkness, and the sparks on the veil kept coming in and then disappeared into the darkness.

"Don't look at it, it's another dimension in the void, and you can't see it from the perspective of our dimension." The weaver said to Pusta.

Pusta was deeply ashamed that he was born into the Void and knew nothing about it. He shook his head gloomily and continued to consult the weaver: "You told me not to touch the Veil of Time, what would have happened if you hadn't stopped me at that time?" ”

Speaking of this, the weaver sighed and said, "As I just said to you, the timeline of your life will be recorded in it, in other words, your fate will be recorded and cannot be tampered with. Of course, if you have been recorded, you can look up your life, whether it is the future or the past, you can freely look through it. ”

When Pusta heard this, he became excited, if he could know his future, then he would know how his fate with Ereda would end, and how he would live in his own plane, witnessing the miracles of life.

Unable to contain his excitement, Pusta begged the weaver to let him record his timeline and look at his past and future. After all, his past and future are full of mysteries for him.

He remembered only his own name as if he had lost his memory.

The weaver listened to his request and tried his best to persuade him: "You must know that once the timeline is recorded, you will not be able to change your fate, at that time, your own destiny will not be under your control, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to escape the timeline in the end, you will always be that kind of ending." I advise you not to, after all, it is much better to have your fate in your own hands than others. ”

Pusta pondered the weaver's words. If he hadn't surrendered his fate, he might never know Ereda's whereabouts, nor would he know what his beautiful plane would become, or the ins and outs of the entire Void history.

If he surrenders his fate, he may never escape his fate, and fate will become a shackle that will lock him forever and cannot escape. He hesitated, and between the balances, he asked his last question: "There is another person with me, and he is a demon. Can you know where he is? ”

The weaver seemed relieved to hear Pusta's words, "You wait a minute. With that, he vanished, and even Pusta's eyes couldn't catch him.

After a while, the weaver appeared in place and solemnly said to Pusta, "There are no demons in this dimension. ”

Pusta shook his head in disappointment, then looked at the weaver with a determined gaze, and said, "Submit it, I am willing to touch the veil of time and record my timeline." ”

Seeing that Pusta's determination was so strong, the weaver gave Pousta a position and bowed deeply to show his respect for Pusta.

Pusta stepped forward, carefully picking up a thin thread with his fingers and holding it tightly.

A blinding light spilled from Pusta's fingers, surging toward another dimension. The light dissipated, Pusta seemed to be hollowed out, closed his eyes, and fell backwards, Pusta felt the constraints of fate, his mind was confused, and he gradually lost consciousness and fainted......

The weaver lifted Pusta up, and disappeared from nowhere, leaving only the worms to and fro, as if weaving something......

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