"Back in time, you have ruined the world once again. Even if you are given another chance, you will still make the same choice. ”

Hearing this, Xi Tong was silent for a few seconds.

"You seem familiar with me?"

Xi Tong knows his past, but that is only more than 20 years old.

He doesn't know his previous life, his last life......

Perhaps this is the limitation of being a human being, and understanding the world is based on the eyes as a window and the heart as the center.

What you know and think is only a square inch, and you can't touch the edge of the world at all, let alone the upper limit of the universe.

"I naturally know, and I have been watching you, your every move is under the light, in my perception."

Xi Tong didn't know if the other party was talking big, so he neither answered nor asked, and even owed a little surprised expression.

The God of Light continued, "I have been looking for a parallel world on Earth, and even more so for someone in a parallel world. ”

Xi Tong instantly thought of the timeline.

Like the sacred flame of the Olympian Protoss, Heaven relies on this to locate the parallel world of the Earth.

"She's gone."

With her obsession, pursue her destiny.

The God of Light was silent for a long time, but he was not silent.

Timeline ...... It's okay with the timeline, I didn't create this thing, and I never tried to possess that existence, and the other thing is, you can turn back time once, you can ...... it twice, three times."

The God of Light paused and muttered in a strange tone.

"Who told you that time goes straight forward? Who told you that time is continuous? Who told you that time is solid and constant? ”

The walnut in Xi Tong's palm slowly turned, and the power of time spread and rose and enveloped his whole body.

Facing the God of Light, Xi Tong didn't dare to take it lightly.

After all, this is an old thing that has existed for an unknown number of thousands of years, and has destroyed more worlds in his hands than he has ever seen.

The world's most intuitive impression of the God of Light is hypocritical and insidious.

This is by no means gratuitous.

So, how much credibility does the God of Light have to say that, and what is the purpose of what he said about it?

Is it because he is kind and friendly, or is he afraid of the power of time in his hands?

Xi Tong did not pretend to be pretentious.

He didn't think that his mental activity could escape the perception of the god of light.

Yes, he went straight to the point.

"I don't know anything about the power of time, and I don't know much about timelines, can you explain it to me?"

The God of Light did not refuse.

"Tell it in a way you can understand, like a comic, and when you flip it continuously, the picture moves."

"If everything in the world is a dead thing like a sculpture, like a pattern on paper, then the power of time is the hand that flips through the book."

"This hand can turn a little faster, or a little slower, and you can also turn back, look at the pictures you are interested in, and you can tear off the pictures you hate."

"That's what life is all about."

Hearing this, Xi Tong's heart was touched.

He has been playing the meme of "I want to know the meaning of life, I want to be truly alive", but he knows very little about the meaning of life.

It is undeniable that the words of the God of Light are very reasonable.

Moreover, when Xi Tong shuttled through many worlds and felt the different speed of time in many worlds, he was already puzzled and puzzled.

Now, he's suddenly enlightened.

In the past, time has always been regarded as a single, connected, and holistic thing or force, but it has never been thought that time can be multiple, fragmented, and scattered.

Also use a comic book metaphor.

One world is one page, and the heavens and all the worlds are different papers.

These large or small, thick or thin, brilliant or pale pieces of paper are connected in a special way to form a small collective, and countless small collectives form a large collective, and finally connect them into a whole.

Xi Tong couldn't help but think of the prayer beads in the hands of the monks, as well as the bracelets played by ordinary people.

Isn't the constant twisting of the beads the flow of time, and the hand twisting the beads the so-called "power of time".

At least, yes for beads.

What exactly is time?

It can be any kind of being, any kind of thing, any kind of energy.

As long as it has the supreme rank sequence, the strength that crushes everything.

Xi Tong raised his head and looked at the God of Light fixedly.

"So, what exactly is time?"

The God of Light did not answer.

Xi Tong asked again: "So, what is time?" ”

The God of Light continued not to answer, but instead of thinking about how to answer, but thinking about whether to answer.

"Now that you know, then according to the usual practice, I don't have a chance this time."

The immeasurable light reversed back as if going backwards, and all the traces of the existence of the God of Light also quickly faded, and all the traces of his material existence, energy existence, and even spiritual existence quickly disappeared and erased.

Only Xi Tong, because of the power of time, left a trace of his existence.

Seeing this scene, Xi Tong confirmed his guess.

The God of Light is not afraid of the power of time, at least he is helpless against it.

He deeply understands the power of the power of time, so when faced with the power of time, he wisely chose to give up.

Because there's no point in doing that.

The last glimmer of light vanished, but the voice of the god of light remained.

"Back in time, you have ruined the world once again. Even if you are given another chance, you will still make the same choice. Next time, I will definitely succeed. ”

Xi Tong is silent.

Carefully chew on the words of the God of Light, word by word, including every word, the tone of each sentence, expression, etc.

The god of light is familiar with himself.

The God of Light seems to have been witnessing what he has done.

The God of Light is not optimistic about himself, and not more than ever.

Thinking of the system of the heavens and all worlds, Xi Tong thought that he had done well enough, good enough, and there was no one before or since.

But the God of Light didn't notice this at all, or didn't care.

It's like the crispness of his retreat.

The gains and losses he is fighting for are no longer money, land, resources, and population.

It's something that habits can't understand.

He is not fighting for a breath, a momentary breath, in order to achieve the goal, he can wait endlessly for opportunities.

Seems......

He'll be able to wait.

Seem......

He's already on his sleeve.

Although I don't admit it, the feeling of facing the God of Light face-to-face is like playing with the God of Wealth for a dollar.

Winning or losing is insignificant and insignificant to Ma Caishen, and even the speed of losing money is far from keeping up with the speed of making money.

But for Xi Tong, this is today's cigarette money, food money, and money to top up local currency.

Thinking of this, Xi Tong couldn't help but look up to the sky.

What kind of height is the God of Light?

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