readx; In the world of will, the earth is no longer as flat as it was at the beginning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ．． There's a big crater there, and there's a crack here. The ground has become potholes as if it had been ravaged by war, and to cause such damage would at least be a national war of national strength.

But the ground became like this, but only because of two people.

Alan and Miro.

"You've been here for almost a year." Miró said he was sitting on a large rock with a chessboard at hand, and he looked relaxed. Miro is playing chess with herself, and the war is raging on the chessboard.

The Anthem of Destruction was planted on the ground, and Alan put his hands on the long hilt of the knife, nodded and said, "Three hundred and sixty-four days, to be exact." ”

"Maybe you'll stay for another 300 days." Miró picked up a chess piece and placed it on the board.

"Probably not."

"I don't have that much patience anymore." Miro withdrew his gaze from the chessboard, Len: "If you can't take it today, you will really die." The will dissipates, and the body on the other side of the physical realm becomes a walking corpse. ”

"No problem, come on." Alan said, "If I fail, then everything is not tied." But if I take it, you're going to tell me the truth. ”

"The truth of everything!"

Miro didn't agree, but said, "I'll talk about it then." ”

Then empty.

The sky was cloudy, and a great sense of oppression fell from the sky. Eren took a deep breath, a feeling he was all too familiar with. That's the qi machine that the White Emperor Sword is about to appear,

The spirit of the White Emperor Sword is vast, like mountains and rivers, like an angry sea and like the sky. The spirit is vast and long, and the domineering is unparalleled, and every time you confront it, it is like confronting the whole world. dudu1;

Alan stretched out his leg and kicked the side of the knife, and the dashing hymn bounced. He lowered his center of gravity, stretched his right leg forward, and the giant knife reached to the left, the tip of the knife pointing. With both hands on the long handle and the side grip of the knife, Alan took a sky-slashing pose.

Then the White Emperor Sword broke through the clouds.

He let out a "huh", in the past nearly a year, the shape of each attack of the White Emperor Sword was not the same. But today, this sword is just like the first day, there is no smart sword path, it just falls from the sky. Pure domineering!

Take the first sword and end it. Vaguely forming some kind of reincarnation, Alan vaguely comprehended, but now there is no time for him to think deeply. His eyes lit up, and the spirit and will of this moment were all focused on the giant sword that fell from the sky.

Suddenly he remembered a lot of things.

Those fiery past, the familiar faces, the magnificent or beautiful scenes, the magnificent universe, the brilliant galaxy. Eventually, his back.

Archimedes' back.

With his back to Allen, he headed for the Throne of Destruction......

A long roar echoed through the earth.

Miro, who was picking up a chess piece, froze, and the chess piece melted away in his hand. Then there was the chessboard, and then the boulder beneath him. He fell to the ground, and the dust and sand in the circle were violently blowing, but they naturally parted around Miro. The priest raised his head and looked at Alan Allen's figure was obscured by the boiling wind and sand, but the wind and sand could not hide Miro's sight, so he Alan. Lun slashed the sky with a sword, and the mighty spirit formed a fierce giant knife in mid-air, fiercely and furiously towards the White Emperor Sword.

The knife is seven points similar to the hymn of destruction.

The spirit on that knife is not inferior to the White Emperor Sword!

Then there was a smile on the corner of Miro's mouth. dudu2;

The sword and the sword collided in mid-air, as if two worlds collided with each other, and the heavens and the earth were discolored.

Miro knew that it was a collision of wills and wills. It was the collision of Allen and Archimedes, the father and son, in such a form of-for-tat.

Then the swords and swords in mid-air turned into specks of light floating in the sky.

The White Emperor Sword was taken by Allen.

The flying pieces of light were like a heavy snowfall, and Alan walked in this "snow", he didn't walk fast, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Miro's eyes. The world is supported by Miro's will, and the rules of this world are made by Miro. But after taking over the White Emperor Sword, Allen's will can already modify the rules, which is a manifestation of Miro's will being affected by it. Miro also knew this, and the smile on his lips became even stronger.

"Can you tell me the truth?" Alan asked softly.

"Let me think about where to start."

Miro raised his hand, and the sand under the feet of the two of them swirled high to form a pair of stone tables and chairs. The chessboard floated on the stone table again, but there were no chess pieces on the board, and Miro sat down on a stone chair: "Let's start with you Dusk people." ”

"It sounds like a long story." Alan sat down in another chair.

"It's really quite long, if you sat on the Throne of Destruction, the bloodpath would share ancient memories with you. It's certainly not that convenient now, so I'll have to tell you. Miro raised his hand, and there was an extra piece in his hand. Just threw it out and landed on the chessboard: "Alan, the Dusk Clan is just a tool in the hands of the Creator. ”

"The Creator? Who is the Creator? ”

"I don't know." Miro shook his head: "Maybe it's a god, maybe it's a higher-dimensional being?" All we know is that the information from the Bloodpath reveals that the Creator is the one who created the Dusk and the existence of the Ebonnes civilization. ”

"Ebonnes." dudu3;

"That's right, Ebons. This civilization is not made up of matter, but a world of wills. It should be a world formed by the projection of the will of the Creator, and that world is not in the material realm, not in this universe. ”

"Wait." Alan asked, "You just kept mentioning this universe. Could it be that there is another universe? ”

Miro glanced at it and smiled: "Why not?" If space is still multi-dimensional, is there no universe in other dimensions? ”

"Back to the Creator, who created the Twilight Race and put it into this universe. So, what is the role of the Twilight Clan? ”

Alan said casually: "End all things, cosmic twilight." ”

"That's right, so have you ever wondered what the meaning is behind ending everything?" Mi Luo said: "This question, in fact, the blood road does not give an answer. And the sons of twilight have been trying to solve this answer for generations, and they have passed down their ideas from generation to generation through the blood path, and by the time Archimedes' generation has a relatively clear answer. ”

"What's the answer?"

Miro said lightly: "It's harvesting." ”

"Harvesting?" Alan shook his head: "I don't understand, harvest what?" Harvesting life? ”

"Yes, reaping life. Isn't it all too obvious that the universe is twilight and everything is dying? Miro said: "You can make this universe a farmland, and everything is the wheat in the field." As for the Dusks, they are the farmers who harvest the wheat fields. ”

Alan was stunned: "But what does this mean to the Creator?" ”

"Then I ask you, what is the point of a high-level war? What is the purpose of invading other planets and starting wars? Miró spoke for Allen: "It's for plunder, and the Creator does the same thing." The difference is that what you plunder is resources, what he plunders is life! "Asia's No. 1 beauty, ** buttocks, hot body perfect body proportions!! Pay attention to the WeChat public account: meinvlian1 (long press for three seconds to copy) to watch online!