One, no one is a winner.

The war between the mighty could not be clearer in this sentence, because there have been several holy wars, but this method of raising Gu has never created any omnipotent supreme god, only a scarred world and a bunch of great powers submerged in time.

They won't die, but they will be cleared of their memories and re-invested in a new world, which is actually no different from dying, the monkey master thinks that he must not have been created out of thin air in the first place, and he may have a family that also belongs to him completely, just like Nephili, from an ordinary person suddenly became a powerful person, and then there was endless fighting, death, reincarnation, and the scars on his previous body had already told him, although he took the position of the fish dragon, But in fact, he may have been a successful killer before, but he doesn't know and is not interested in knowing who killed him.

"What are you doing?"

The monkey lord turned around and found that the source of the sound was not Nephiten but the rambutan, who had been listed as an enemy, but he did not seem to put on a fighting posture, but instead sat on the side of the road and looked at the monkey who was standing in the snow.

"I'm composing poetry, I'm a poet who has been delayed by great powers."

"You?" Rambutan seemed to have heard something funny, and a beautiful smile comparable to a girl appeared on his good-looking face: "Sister Jiangang said that you are the rude person in the world." “

"I've already called my sister." The monkey man lit a cigarette, then exhaled, and couldn't tell whether it was smoke or fog in the dark: "She still doesn't know me well enough, I'm a real poet, a poet who walks in the dark." ”

"And what poems do you make?"

"Praise the 19th National Congress." The monkey master glanced at the annoying rambutan: "What does this have to do with you, and aren't you afraid of being hunted?" ”

"Haha, I'm the most powerful, who can harvest me? If you intercede now, I can spare your life. ”

"Really?" The monkey master walked up to him with a smile: "Leave me alive or something." ”

At this time, Rambutan didn't speak, because as long as the great power of the war knows, this holy war allows at most one teammate, and everyone else must die except for the teammates, otherwise the holy war will never be over. There is no escape, no transfer, as long as there is one left, then no matter who is trapped in this barren world forever.

"You say, what's the good of being a powerful person?"

Rambutan suddenly smiled miserably: "I don't like to be a powerful person at all, I have always wondered who I would be if I were not a great power, think about it, I think I am suitable to be a botanist, you see." ”

As he spoke, he took out a tomato from his pocket, this tomato did not look good, and it was a little green, but in such a short period of time, without using the ability and still in the cold winter, he could grow a brand new fruit on a strange planet with only a few seeds, which was enough to show that he was very talented in this area.

"Not bad." The monkey master took the tomatoes and rubbed them on his clothes, and when he bit them, the sour juice overflowed: "It's not too ripe yet." ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for them to ripen." Rambutan's tone suddenly became heavy: "So I took it off in advance, and everyone liked it very much." ”

The monkey master smiled but didn't speak again, in fact, he had lost the arrogant appearance of the mighty person, rambutan may be because of his young age, but he was the one closest to the human heart, and his behavior pattern was sometimes the same as those half-grown children who were in high school, undisciplined but always with a sense of charlatanism.

On this point, the monkey master envied him.

"Be careful on the way back."

After a word of advice, the monkey master didn't speak again, because the war began, there was always someone who had to go first, but he had seen the battle royale more than once, Takami Hiroharu sensei is a master who is good at speculating on the mood of people in desperate situations, at the beginning of this game, everyone feels that they are the chosen one, and only the one left at the end knows what he really is.

Rambutan is gone.

The monkey who turned back into a man walked slowly in the deserted city in a windbreaker, and the snow under his feet was almost knee-high, but this was nothing to the monkey master, he could easily walk on top of the snow, but he still chose to let his feet sink slightly, so that he could step on that unique creak, which was particularly crisp and clear on this night when there was only snow.

Although there are not many people left on this planet, some unattended municipal works will always work as scheduled, such as street lights, although there is no main energy supply and it looks a little dim, but there are always lights, but this is more than the complete darkness that makes people feel the loneliness that penetrates from the bones.

I don't know how long I walked, but the monkey master felt that his poetry was almost consumed, and then laughed self-deprecatingly, because he didn't expect that he would have so many sentimental days.

It's really interesting, he remembers a sentence in Tana's Soul Theory, which he remembers very much, Tana said, "The human soul is always abundant, and nothing can stop this abundance, maybe it's a day, maybe a year, maybe a lifetime, but no matter when, as long as you look back, you can always find something different from yesterday." Maybe it's still the same stone, maybe it's still the same picture, but the feeling is no different."

When the monkey master used to be alone, his thinking was also non-stop, and those things that he thought about now seemed somewhat ridiculous. And now, when he is alone, he is clear, he doesn't think about anything and doesn't feel anything, and in this strange world, there can be such a peaceful world so that he can be quiet and peaceful.

"The first one is eyeing me?"

Suddenly, the monkey man stood still, and the glowing fragments behind him floated silently. He didn't look back, but the hideousness on his face had already begun to show, and this ghost-like hideousness made him look like a wolf walking alone in the wasteland.

There was the sound of footsteps and the hissing of something rubbing against the snow behind him, and when the monkey turned his head, he found a strange face creeping out of the darkness and into the light, and the dim light focused on him, as if the protagonist of a stage play had taken the stage.

"The typhoon is fine." With his hands in his pockets, the debris behind him buzzed with violent vibrations, making it look like worker bees surrounding the front behind.

And at this moment, far away from the monkey master, the protector put a cup of warm milk tea in front of the giver, and the two old people were calm as if they were just two old friends gathering in the cold winter.

"The weapons of the powerful are all with galaxy-level power." The giver took a sip of milk tea, then smiled: "No cocoa." ”

"You don't like it." The protector smiled, "I remember." ”

"People change,"

"You're not human." The protector poured hot water from the pot, and the steam rose: "You are the best and most powerful. I remember your weapon was a snake? ”

"Strictly speaking, it's a snake smelted from the cores of thirty white dwarfs." The giver leaned back in his chair: "Yours is a shield, isn't it?" ”

"A shield that connects the surface to a black hole."

"Do you know other people's weapons?" The giver swept around the protector's desk, "I think you've been studying it for a long time. ”

"The weapons of the powerful are all mysterious, and only the destroyer has been announced so far, I named his weapon Star Fragment, there are many of them, the preliminary estimate is million, each fragment has super high density and weight, if the calculation is correct, his weapon should be the strongest. Of course, it should only be. ”

"Should ......" the giver put down the cup and looked out the window: "You haven't thought about changing your life all these years?" ”

"Change? I'm tired of it, and it's not appropriate for this powerful person to be, but ......" The protector laughed: "Do we have a choice?" ”

"Maybe ......"

It should, maybe, this is the same as the appropriate amount and a little bit in the recipe, it is a word that people can't grasp, but experienced people can keenly grasp the taste, so when the protector heard these two words, his eyes suddenly lit up, but in an instant, he became vigilant again: "You come to be a lobbyist?" ”

"Almost."

"For whom?"

Just as the giver was about to answer, the earth suddenly shook violently, not in the same way as an earthquake, but in the midst of a massive mass.

The two Great Powers of the previous generation stood up in unison, looked at the center of the shock, and after glancing at each other, the protector said, "It seems to have begun." ”

The monkey master stood there from beginning to end without moving, his weapon, that is, the condensed fragments that belonged to the stars, kept bombarding the little dragon man like guided missiles.

Each bombardment caused the earth to tremble violently, the shock wave destroyed everything around it, and just like an asteroid hitting the surface of the planet, the collapse and destruction spread out from this origin, and the affected places became a scorched earth, and the urban agglomeration built on the surface of the planet collapsed, revealing the sea, lakes and earth below, and the long-suppressed magma gushed out from the cracks in the earth's crust, up to a thousand meters.

Everything seems to be an apocalyptic scenario, and this is the effect of the whole world being upgraded, assuming that the world has not been strengthened, such a salvo, the planet may have already exploded and died.

"The great saboteur lives up to his name." The protector took a deep breath: "Such an attack, even in my prime, it is impossible to fight. ”

"He's the strongest." The giver stabilized the hut with a dense vine so that it would not be destroyed by the violent impact: "There is no doubt about it, and I am convinced that he is the one who can liberate us." ”

"You ......" the protector was stunned for a moment: "It's actually someone from his side?" ”

"What to do?" The giver suddenly laughed: "You must always be careful about your daughter's affairs. ”

"Daughter?"

"Yes, the girl you kidnapped is my daughter, and you almost dissected her."

"!" The protector laughed angrily: "I just can't find you, just find a replacement." ”

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

As soon as the giver's words fell, he saw a blinding light suddenly bloom in the distant sky.

After this burst of bright light, the protector frowned: "Actually defended?" ”