"I've been waiting for you for fifty years. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Bai Mo looked up at the starry sky and said with a smile.

He then set Ramdo's wreckage aside, then turned his head, ready to finish the last thing in the plan.

"Your potential is endless, but unfortunately, there is so little time left for you." He unleashed another back hand that had been left on the fireworks, and its body burned again.

The flame of Ramdo's wrath had just been extinguished, and before it could regenerate the burned parts, another strange white flame began to burn in the remaining parts.

The fireworks are very unwilling, just a little bit, the eightfold seal it was imposed has been unlocked sixfold, if all the blockades can be unlocked, it definitely still has the strength to fight, but it can only blame Bai Mo for being too careful, and prepared the eightfold insurance at any cost.

Unlike last time, this time Bai Mo did not plan to refine it into a wooden heart again, but adopted another method to harvest his own results.

Take advantage of the situation to detonate the starlight hidden in its body, and suppress the only resistance of the fireworks.

Standing in the center of the city, endless white light poured out from his body, and began to resonate with the white flames, and the white light continued to penetrate into every corner of the huge tree, as if it was about to refine this divine tree with the ability to devour the sky into his own clone!

According to the original plan, White Flame was mainly responsible for removing all the meaningless combat organizations on the fireworks, leaving only an incomparably powerful parallel network of minds, as well as the ability to devour thinking memories.

As the top combat power on this planet, his clone doesn't need those useless weapons, what Bai Mo needs is just a brain that is at the level of a million thoughts and can continue to expand through devouring.

Shrouded in the white light that illuminates the entire sky, the fireworks begin to slowly lose consciousness, and just when it is confused, it seems to see the most beautiful thing, and its instinct tells it that as long as it empties its mind, follows its own heart, and merges into becoming a part of the white light, it can reach the eternal heaven without pain.

The warm light did not bring any pain, but like the gentlest song, it soothed all the hatred and unwillingness in its heart, and made it let go of everything.

But when Bai Mo took out the super soul crystal from his other self and was about to complete the final step of making a clone, the premonition ability that had not appeared for a long time came unexpectedly.

A fork in the road suddenly appeared, and on the one hand, he continued his current plan, refining the Divine Tree into his own clone, and finally embarked on the path of devouring the starry sky in the continuous battle. On the other hand, there is a darkness that represents the unknown, and there is nothing to see about the future.

He had a little suspicion, this was also the secret hand left by the light man back then, otherwise the hunch that devoured all mankind and transformed into a single civilization super life would not be clear to this point in the future, this is likely to be everything he experienced after this fork in the parallel world.

"I want another future."

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to choose a new direction. Compared with a general timeline that is already known, Bai Mo prefers a completely unknown future. With his current level, he no longer needs this kind of boring thing like being reborn to seize other people's opportunities, he himself represents countless opportunities.

In response to this huge plan, Bai Mo has made plans for most of the possible accidents and can change them at any time.

He put away the white light in the sky and the soul crystal in his hand, and instead only controlled the white flame, and then used the power in his body to continuously exert influence on the apple tree in front of him.

Under his power, the monster-sized apple tree, its trunk miraculously grew a flower bud. As the white flame burns the rest of the tree, the buds gradually become fuller, and finally a special flower blooms on the branches.

The reason why it is special is that, unlike ordinary pink apple blossoms, its five petals have different colors.

However, Bai Mo didn't care about this, he continued to export his strength, so that this flower could quickly complete his life......

Above the flower, the rudimentary shape of an apple slowly appeared, and the dark golden surface showed that it was very different from ordinary apples. As it grows and matures, the other branches of the fireworks begin to shrink rapidly, and most of the nutrients are compressed into this apple under the inducement of white ink.

It took a while for the fireworks to come to their senses and realize that they were alive again. However, at this time, it could only look at its own enemies, and poured almost all of its strength into the golden apple that grew on its body.

After feeling that the strange apple on the tree, which glowed with a dark golden light, was fully ripe, Bai Mo plucked it.

And at the moment when the apple was picked, the fireworks felt that the whole world had left them, and the power that had always supported them was no longer there at this moment, and everything became empty.

"With the inheritors of Ramdo, love and kill each other forever." Bai Mo unleashed his terrifying telekinesis, tearing the fireworks that were already broken candles in the wind into pieces and scattering them all over the planet at will.

"I curse that whoever eats the golden apple will be the enemy of the world!" In the moment before being torn apart, the fireworks used their residual power to apply such an invisible curse.

"What's the point?" He took the golden apple in his hand and let the shards of the fireworks drift far and wide with his power......

Perhaps a few of these fragments will re-establish themselves and begin their new era as a golden apple tree, while others will be buried forever in some corner of the world until they decay completely.

The rest will probably become an adventure for some ordinary people, who will be involved in the struggle with the Lambdo inheritors, and perpetuate the hatred that may have lasted for countless years.

After all, Fireworks has a real chance to become a World Tree level existence, even a little fragment of it is a kind of heavenly treasure in itself, just like the legendary Tongtian Building Wood fragment, there will be endless possibilities.

But all this has nothing to do with Bai Mo, his attention is on the apple.

There is nothing wrong with this apple of his, or the golden apple of wisdom. Even if an ordinary person eats it now, he can at least reach the level of a thousand thoughts, and he can think about hundreds of things at the same time.

It's just that their bodies definitely can't withstand such exertion, and in a matter of seconds the brain burns out. Unless someone makes a special seal before eating, let the power of the golden apple slowly release with the level of the user.

And now that the only golden apple is in Bai Mo's hands, he doesn't need to care about the physical load at all. It will be at least a few decades before the descendants of the fireworks take root and grow a new generation of golden apples, which will be discovered and eaten by someone with good luck.