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The brilliance of the astral plane is still eternal dead silence and dazzling.

Perhaps many of the stars that once shone have been extinguished, and the world, whether it is a civilization, I don't know how many have fallen in a long time, decaying and falling apart in silence and radical change.

Unfortunately, none of this can be explored.

No matter how complex, no matter how colorful the worlds are, there is an unbridgeable distance between them.

Even though there are countless possibilities, there will never be contact.

Whether it's a candle flame or a "name", it will be difficult to cross such a distance, let alone ordinary things.

After all, fantasy is just something that exists in a dream, it cannot be verified, it cannot be realized, and looking up at the stars is a meaningless act in itself - it is hoping for something that does not exist, longing for impossible encounters, and seeking change all the time. These are pointless struggles.

The same is true for those who stand on the ground, even if they are down-to-earth and do not look up at the starry sky, they will be surrounded by things that cannot be touched.

The toys in the window that I loved when I was a child will be left behind when I grow up. The tablemate who used to have a crush will one day not remember what it looks like.

Dreamy things are like bubbles, tangible things can't be grasped, and when sadness and helplessness lament, how much time passes meaninglessly?

Life is fleeting, the stars will eventually be extinguished, and even the so-called eternal and immortal candles, whose long lives are only a flash in the pan in the long history of the main material plane, shine for a while, and finally mostly like comets across the sky, burning out the last wax oil.

Died in chaos, died in war, died in love, died in wounds, died in others, died in self.

Die.

The starry sky is lonely, and there is nothing in the night sky.

Most of the stars are just dead things, and the conditions for the birth of life are too harsh, and perhaps, among the bright stars that can be seen with the naked eye on the main material plane, there is no living creature at all.

This chaotic black air mass is itself deformed, not a world at all, strictly speaking.

The obscure aura wrapped around the periphery of this black aerosol sphere, radiating towards the surrounding astral space, supporting a void field that was not obvious, and the power of the field was less obvious the farther it went.

To put it simply, it is the energy radiation of the main material plane, which forms a domain of its own in the huge range it influences, and the energy that constantly escapes outward forms a special field, which protects the living beings in the world in disguise, like the shell outside an egg.

If you go outside the field, energy and matter will become extremely thin, and any power of existence will be diluted in that case, which is an irreversible equilibrium law like osmotic pressure, and it is the underlying rule of the multiverse ecosystem.

Once, Magpie tried to contact the strange creatures in the dimensional rift between the Absolute Void and the world, and used it to kill the clone of the [Permanent Flesh Dweller] and his colleague BB.

These things may come from this kind of place.

Extreme environments create an environment that will never be disturbed and a bad situation in which there are no resources in the conventional sense, creating terrible existences that are no longer "life" in the broad sense. 、

Just as existence gives birth to the world, so too does something that opposes it to nothingness.

Whitefish felt like he was fighting something like this.

For three days, he fought with the ugly pot for three days and three nights, from the edge of the world's fetal membrane to the edge of the world's energy field.

The headless bird at the feet of the white fish, the giant creature whose wingspan obscured the half-plane, had been crushed into slag by the aftermath.

To be precise, it was swept by the 453rd incarnation attack of the Ugly Pot, and as a result, even traces of existence were completely erased.

The power of the ugly pot is getting stronger and stronger.

The white fish stood silently in the starry sky, stretched out his right hand, and slapped the light cannon hundreds of meters in diameter like breaking a chopstick.

The black hair danced wildly, like the fur of a lion, and it was chosen to devour.

Scalding formless gases surged around him, boiling fluctuations radiating outwards in bursts, terrifying fluctuations echoing in the energy-thin void as if a sun had been rekindled—or perhaps a deep-sea hydrothermal vent was more appropriate, because it did not emit light.

It was dark and silent, and even if it was a star, there were only a few first-class stars that could cast light on.

Even if you look at the stars next to each other from a distance, the distance between them cannot be remembered, and the bright stars are separated by many faint stars, and the distance between them is almost infinite, and the real distance between them is immeasurable.

The white fish and the ugly pot happen to be in the middle of such a distance, the long [lightless zone], which is also called the [zero medium space] by scholars in the inner world.

If it weren't for the great existence of the candle flame energy level, if there were still some ways to go beyond the fetal membranes of the world, it would be a luxury to want to get here, let alone want to wander here for a long time.

The terrifying force tore through the concepts of distance and space, and the speed of the white fish was increased to an unreasonable level, and countless light cannons along the way were like the tip of a pen cutting through the void, but they were easily broken by the flesh and blood - as for why the attack of the pure energy body was broken, only the ugly pot himself knew.

The situation has escalated to the point where it is now, and it is no longer a situation that can be easily stopped.

Regarding EVE's safety, their respective tasks were completely left behind by the two who played the real fire.

In other words, he had stopped a long time ago, but now he continued to fight under the inexplicable impetus, and both sides wanted to divide the winner.

Divide life and death.

A fan-shaped impact suddenly bloomed, and a knight figure holding the holy sword and wearing a battle skirt was hit by a huge fist, and immediately, the light cannon extended on the holy sword lost its energy supply and was annihilated.

The tiny dots of light disintegrated, swirling and withering like butterflies.

The ugly pot was simply to put an end to hatred, and the White Fish would not allow such a scourge to remain for the next generation, and if this kind of ghost was left in the new world after he and the Black Keeper left, then humanity - no, all individuals other than gods would not have a bright future.

Faith collapses, Ragnarok and goblins die, and only humans survive in the long winter of annihilation, igniting a new fire.

This is his white fish—the atonement of the heavenly boat of his name, for those who cannot be saved!

I will not forgive the unforgivable!

Damn it, you have to die, or I'll help you die!

Bugs should be fixed!

Justice should be proclaimed!

Only in this way can he let go of the burden here and pursue a more ethereal realm.

From now on, he no longer owes anyone karma.

“。。 Whew, it's almost over, ugly pot. ”

"If that's all you have, stay here forever. ”

"Although I can't kill you, it's still somewhat certain that you won't be able to leave here, if you are so indecisive to avoid confronting me head-on, you will only continue to consume your bottom strength, and you will be easily killed in the end. ”

The white fish spreads its arms and assumes an unguarded pose.

The outstretched arms seemed to encompass the entire void, and a terrifying aura that devoured the heavens and the earth rose from the depths of the darkness.

The ugly pot is getting stronger and stronger.

But each of its avatars was also supported by the white fish for less and less time.

Because the latter doesn't want to play anymore.