Whether it was her teacher, or the subject of this body, or those abyssal beasts from all the time and space of the past and future, they were all unique 'miracles'.

On the other hand, she, they, all the ones on the false timeline, are nothing more than 'fakes'.

In the timeline that belongs to her, before everything returns to eternal death, she has witnessed how another 'Su Xing', who has the same personality as her, has gone through a life from birth to death in an instant, so ...... A meaningless life.

The relatively independent perspective on the false timeline allows her to fully incorporate all this in her eyes, the heavy shackles and sorrows that cannot be broken free, knowing everything, but no matter how hard you try to resist, you can't see any of the slightest hope of deep despair, which is probably the common cognition of all 'Su Xing'.

And as she watched all this as a spectator, she didn't know, and she didn't want to know, whether she herself had also become a 'tragedy' in the eyes of other observers.

How many subordinate derivatives named 'Su Xing' struggled to survive at the junction of reality and illusion, she was powerless to explore.

"So, I just want to live. ”

Staring at the great brilliance that had given her, Su He's will was extremely firm, and her pure aura as an independent individual shone brightly, although the brilliant presence of Bi Zhi Rixi was like a firefly to Haoyue, but it was so tenacious and tenacious that it was difficult to ignore.

Lying on his side in a different position, Kazuri sighed inexplicably.

In fact, she didn't really want to get involved in this mess of trouble on Su Xing, because it was really too boring and complicated. And most importantly, what qualifications do these apparitions that wander on a false timeline have to pray?

It's just a bunch of useless shadows, and it's especially easy to cause trouble to others.

Perhaps, though, her disciple, who was already messy, would like the wonderful sense of confusion...... Right?

Thinking so, she raised her eyebrows: "Then, I'll give you a chance, as for whether you can seize this opportunity, that's your little guy's own business~"

......

The psychedelic scenery of light and shadow flew in front of her eyes, and with just a flicker, Su He crossed the vast starry sky of hundreds of thousands of light years.

In the vast sea of stars, she seemed so small and lonely, and there was undisguised malice surging in the thick darkness pouring from all directions.

This is the frontier of the 'world', the junction between the dream universe created by the Abyssal Beast and the only universe in the outside world.

The pale golden words appeared in front of her one by one, and there was a taste of nonchalance between the lines.

"Original...... That's it. ”

Taking a deep breath, Su He only felt an indescribable coldness coming out of the depths of his soul, "This is the so-called ...... What a god!"

The method left to her, or rather, is very simple, since they want to be 'real', then they can kill an existence that is at the apex of 'real' and eat it all, then naturally, they can obtain the qualification to survive in the only universe.

Of course, the most crucial point is that Su Xing, their source, also seems to be happy to see the emergence of this subtle future scenario, otherwise there is no possibility of any of this happening at all! What he doesn't want to see, then it will never happen.

So, at this moment, do they have any other choice than the abyssal beast in the light sleep?

"It was clear that we had no choice. ”

An incomparably familiar voice rang in her ears, it was her own, but it came from someone else: "We can only briefly gain 'existence' in this dream universe, so we can't travel to that changing galaxy, even though it has the densest community of gods in the single universe. ”

"As if you really dared to provoke those thousands of gods, after all, you are just a demigod. Oh yes, it's still a fake demigod. The same voice followed, with a hint of banter and sarcasm.

The phantom that was so dim that it might disappear in the next moment appeared beside Su He, and purely from his appearance, you couldn't see any resemblance between him and 'Su Xing'.

This is a 'non-human' being.

It was tall and thin, slightly hunched back, except for a piece of black fabric embroidered with a silver white pattern wrapped around its waist. The light gray rough skin is like some kind of plant after being exposed to the scorching sun, and it has a faint smell of decay.

It didn't have anything to call a 'face', its black skull was smooth as a mirror, with only a few faint white marks occasionally appearing to convey its unpeaceful mood.

The slender and sharp blades haunt its body like swimming fish, and the tiny ripples rise with the movements of these blades, which makes people shudder.

It is a remnant of Su Xing's time, full of absurdity and distorted ridiculousness.

"Don't you understand, whatever she and he wants to see, it's bound to be a reality in this world. And we are just a little trick that is responsible for adding jokes and flashes in the process. ”

The light gray creature moved its long, sturdy arms, a series of strange ripples spreading through the endless sea of stars with its movements.

It is calling, calling all the 'Su Xing' who have awakened in this dream world.

Whatever manner they exist, the glory that derives from that great essence is enough for them to possess qualities that are unimaginable to mortals.

For example, a network of resonance that transcends the spiritual plane.

"Even though I don't really care about my own life, those 'we' may have similar thoughts," the voice looked annoyed, "but that's not a reason for you to make such a massive call. ”

"Do you want to kill us all?!"

In their respective timelines, they have almost infinite possibilities: maybe they are ordinary white-collar workers, maybe they are powerful battlefield generals, maybe they are heroes with swords, maybe they are inkmen who love mountains and rivers, demigods are enough to dominate the Quartet, and true gods are immortal, and there are very few people who have touched that inexplicable invisible boundary.

But in the presence of a true 'god-king,' these are just vain.

"He only needs to wake up a little bit from his dream," the voice finally came out of the light behind Su He, "we will all die." ”

It's hard to associate her voice with her person, because her appearance is just too deceptive.

Short and short, round pink cheeks with a little baby fat, long black and shiny knee-length hair braided into a particularly lively braid, and the goose yellow fleece sweater that dragged all the way to the instep made her look like a naughty little girl who secretly wore her mother's clothes.

But there is no doubt that she is a true god.