"What the hell is this place? I'm back in the wasteland?"

Zhao Li, who opened his eyes, looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but pause.

What he saw was a complete ruin - the road was paved with rubble and broken bricks, and even the road itself looked like it had undergone a severe earthquake and was full of cracks.

A huge billboard lay a few steps in front of Zhao Li.

Zhao Li couldn't help but glance up at the sky, and couldn't help but be completely stunned.

What had been like a canopy of silence in the backdrop of the universe was now filled with blazing flames and lightning swamming everywhere - but thankfully a huge, invisible glass membrane blocked it all.

Above the sky, there was still the bright star soul ball, but I don't know if it was Zhao Li's illusion, or the backdrop of the flames and lightning behind, it seemed that the light of the star soul was far less bright than it used to be - if the previous star soul was like a gentle and not dazzling big sun, then now, it can only be called a bright moon.

Zhao Li looked at the fire and lightning blocked by the invisible canopy, froze for a moment, lowered his head again, and looked around.

The bustling intersection like New York's Times Square in the impression was completely gone, and if it weren't for the iconic big ball of light on his head, Zhao Li really thought that he had been sent back to the ruins of Bosti City.

The original surging crowd was naturally invisible to no one.

"Star Soul, this... What the hell is going on here?"

Zhao Li shouted towards the big ball of light on his head.

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The large ball of light did not respond in any way, like an immobile star, just quietly emitting light.

Zhao Li hesitated, didn't ask anymore, and walked towards the center of the crossroads - Zhao Li also had some understanding of the habits of Star Soul Echikalius, if it would answer, then it would definitely reply as soon as possible, if it didn't want to answer or was too lazy to answer, even if it shouted until its voice was hoarse, it wouldn't pay attention.

"Anyone?"

Zhao Li shouted loudly as he walked towards the center of the crossroads in his memory, where the "Dark Gate" was located.

Not long after walking, Zhao Li saw the once magnificent "Dark Gate" - similarly, the dozens of meters tall building was gone, and only two piers, one long and one short, were still standing in place.

Zhao Li also stopped, and he finally saw a figure - on the edge of the ruins of the Dark Gate, there were a few people standing, looking at him.

Zhao Li strode over, and there were less than a dozen people on the other side, who were also looking at him in surprise.

"Anyone else made it out alive?"

"I've never seen it..."

Zhao Li could hear the soul fluctuations of these people, and he was also full of surprise.

"Did you come out of the mission world just now?"

A white man who looked to be dressed as a western cowboy shouted at Zhao Li.

"yes, what the hell is going on here?"

Zhao Li also asked rhetorically towards these people-at such a close distance, Zhao Li could see that the spirits of these people were quite condensed, and they should obviously be "senior soul warriors" with quite high soul strength...

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Half an hour later.

After talking with a group of bigwigs, Zhao Li finally understood something - although these bigwigs only knew a rough idea.

That's right, Zhao Li is less than ten people in front of him, and the one with the lowest soul strength has exceeded 35 points, and the highest one has already broken through the 50-point mark - this has already reached the standard of "going home" in the legend, of course, the premise is that you can make up the redemption fee of 10 million cause and effect points, and you are willing to give up your "superpowers"...

As for the current space-time hub...

In the entire prosperous plane stronghold with thousands of people, maybe there are only a few people left alive now.

According to the bigwigs who came out earlier, to put it simply, the space-time hub was attacked by the "main god", and all the "soul warriors" who were performing tasks in various planes were ambushed...

"How is that possible? Isn't it that we have been pressing the Lord God all the time?"

Zhao Li asked in some surprise, and the main god could directly attack here?

"Nothing is impossible, the main gods are not meat on the chopping board, they are a group of viruses, killers, and the most difficult tumors to eradicate..."

The super boss with a soul level of more than 50 points said silently.

The more truly powerful the soul warrior, the more he knows the danger of fighting against the main god and the reincarnation, and this is by no means an entertainment game that can be suppressed by casual play.

Zhao Li was also a little silent for a while, it was a miracle that he was able to get out of the wasteland world ambushed by the main god alive, and at the last moment, it was indeed all thanks to the help of the star soul.

"So what are we doing now? I contacted Star Soul and got no response at all. ”

Zhao Li asked the bigwigs in this circle again - just now he tried to contact Star Soul again, and it was not a question, but a request for "shopping".

Under normal circumstances, maybe the question is asked, and the Star Soul will ignore it, but if it is to consume the cause and effect point, the Star Soul has always been very quick to respond, but the current situation is obviously quite special, and the Star Soul still does not have any response.

And so on. Now the Star Soul is still fighting, but that's not the level we can interfere with, I think the battle should be almost over, the current flames and lightning are already very weak, and when we first came out, the canopy was almost burst. ”

Another "big guy" said with a sigh.

For a while, all the bigwigs were speechless, silently looking up at the sky.

Zhao Li also looked up again, looking up, and now he could kind of understand why the space-time hub had become this wasteland.

"May I ask, why are we fighting the Lord God, and what's the point?"

Zhao Li suddenly broke the silence and asked.

This question he has always wondered what the meaning of the existence of the space-time hub is.

Several bigwigs present glanced at each other, and finally looked at the only bigwig on the field who had broken through 50 soul strength.

To be honest, even most of the bigwigs on the field know very little about this issue - and the long-term battle and life-and-death struggle have made people no longer interested in thinking about such an "existential proposition".

If there is anyone on the field who can really know the answer that is so close to the "truth", it may be the strongest boss.

"Do you think I know the truth?"

The big guy who had broken through 50 soul strength was an old Caucasian who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, and he smiled at this time and said, "If you want to know... I can say something, although in fact the "truth" I know is only the tip of the iceberg, have you ever heard of the "box theory"?